Monster Paradise

Luo Tianzong, Houshan.

A 23-year-old blue-robed priest ran away in the jungle, and although he looked awkward, his pace remained flexible and robust.

Not many meetings, all the way to the front of a cliff in the back hill.

The cliff looked smooth as a mirror, not even a weed.

I saw the little priest rushing in front of the cliff, tripping to the ground, and then hurriedly took out the golden token on the chest.

"The disciple Lingquan meets with the founders!"

"Luo Tianzong was invaded by the wicked, and the death and injury were heavy. The lord ordered me to bring the sect, and asked the ancestors to go out!"

After a few words, the little Taoist rushed to the cliff like the jade.

Every time he licked his head, he shouted and shouted, "Please ask the ancestors to go out!"

A voice "please ask the ancestors to go out of the mountain" constantly echoed in the forest. The forehead's forehead was covered with blood by the stones on the ground, and he did not stop at all.

After more than twenty consecutive games, the little priests were a little dizzy, and he vaguely heard that someone seemed to sigh low.

After a while, the clouds above the cliffs swayed, and the original smooth mirrored cliff disappeared completely. Instead, it was a mountain that split from the center.

In the gap of the mountain, a famous gray robe priest galloped out and slowly landed at the foot of the mountain.

A white-haired long-haired old man holding a whisk, walked slowly to the front of the little priest, and spoke kindly.

"You called Lingquan?"

"Yeah." The little priest looked up and his eyes were blurred.

"Good boy."

The old man reached over the head of the little priest, and his forehead began to heal quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his blink of an eye was restored to its original state.

But the little priest did not seem to care about the forehead, and choked, "please ask the ancestors to save people..."

"Know it." The old man slightly decapitated, then turned to look at a middle-aged, "Spiegel, you stayed to take care of the children."

"Other people come with me!" The voice fell, the old man's body shape rose to the sky, and the remaining 20 people were all in shape and followed.

When I saw the ancestors leaving, the little priest couldn’t help it anymore, and wowed and cried out.

The Taoist named Der Spie squatted down and caressed the back of the little priest. "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Where is it, dare to bully me Luo Tianzong!"

A burst of explosions like a thunderbolt, and instantly washed away to all corners of Luo Tianzong.

The Taoist priests of Luo Tianzong heard this voice suddenly shocked, and everyone in the dynasty suddenly had a hard look.

As a nine-step-old strongman, the dynasty is no stranger to the atmosphere of the imperial court.

When the priests heard that "the ancestors were born," the dynasty's people also understood that this is the legendary man who was born.

"These old things are really alive!"

In the eyes of the seventh emperor, a flash of jealous color flashed, and he could sense that there were more than 20 people in the Imperial Palace. The strongest breath is far above the Emperor's Palace, at least in the level of Platinum and even Zijin, far from being an enemy.

"Withdraw!" Without hesitation, the seventh emperor issued an order to retreat.

The first one turned and retired, and he did not forget to grab the slightly fat man who opened the mountain gate.

When the dynasty saw that the seventh emperor had retired, he quickly abandoned his opponent and turned to run down the mountain.

"Don't let these wicked people escape!" A green robe screamed loudly.

The Taoist priests chased them up, and they knew that they stood behind the ancestors, and they had no scruples.

In the void, a sword and a mans shot, chasing the dynasty.

The imperial and his party have a lot of experience in fighting and know that they can’t be entangled. Only dodge not to fight back, some of the swordsmen who can't hide are hard to resist, preferring to be injured and not willing to fight. This kind of strategy is also effective, and the distance between the pedestrians and the priests behind them is getting farther and farther.

Just as the empire was a little relieved, more than 20 figures chased them up at a faster speed.

The members of the dynasty have changed their faces, and they can clearly sense that this time they are all up to the Emperor Palace!

"I have the courage to smash my Luo Tianzong mountain gate and kill my doorman. No matter what you come to, let's leave your life!"

The white-haired Taoist who led the head screamed and screamed, and hundreds of white swordsmanship formed in the void.

A sword was smashed out like an arrow, with a fierce whistling sound, piercing the chest of a member of the dynasty.

Only one move, the dynasty hundred people fell more than half, and more than 20 people were hit hard.

Only more than 20 people wearing half-hearted armor were not injured by this sword.

In the eyes of the seventh emperor, there was a faint color of horror. Only this trick, he confirmed that the old road with the dust is absolutely superior to the superpower of the Zijin Emperor Palace. The strength is afraid to be second only to the demigod.

It was just a sword man, and the top half of the armor that hit him. Although the attack was eliminated, the life in his body was almost one-third lost.

Seeing that more than 20 people were not injured under their own attacks, the old road flashed a horror, and soon realized that this group of people had a defensive treasure.

A group of people along with the old road, the Xianqiang strongmen, successively shot and attacked more than 20 members of the dynasty.

"Don't kill all the light, leave a few live mouths to interrogate!" The old road dropped such a sentence, and continued to pursue the twenty people who fled in front.

His dust was once again separated by a wave, and hundreds of swords and mans were formed in the void, and the arrow shot toward the seventh emperor.

No one was injured in this round of attacks, but obviously several people were too violent to consume their lives because of the half-god armor. The life of the body began to be insufficient and the flight speed was greatly slowed down.

The old road has noticed this immediately. "Is there enough energy in the body?"

When the dust shook, it was directly divided into several ropes to entangle the five people whose speed dropped, and the five people were thrown behind them. "Have a catch!"

The five men were each caught in the hands of five people, and they did not dare to resist.

These five people are very clear that their lives can be almost exhausted, and the semi-god has returned to the body. Rebellion at this time will only die faster. It is better to pretend to obey and look for opportunities to escape.

Five people were detained, and only 18 left were still fleeing.

Knowing that the armor of the Seventh Emperor and others consumes a lot of energy, the old road is far from attacking.

The third wave of swordsman passed over the void, and the twelve members of the dynasty could be completely exhausted. They could not sustain even the flight and fell directly to the ground. A few people still vomited blood and were hit hard.

A group of Taoist people quickly stepped forward to hold people.

Seeing that only the remaining six people had already rushed to the front of the mountain gate, the old road was in a dusty hand, and hundreds of swordsmen were hit.

But at this moment, the seventh emperor suddenly turned and crushed a jade card.

Suddenly there was a violent shock in the void, and a space crack quickly formed, blocking the attack of the old road.

A strong and horrible atmosphere came out of the crack.

The old road was full of guilt, and quickly stopped the physique that continued to pursue, and stopped other people behind him.

Suddenly, the cracks in the space were torn apart, and a giant human hand poked out of it, taking the old road and other people.

"Retreat!" The old road burst into a burst of sizzling.

In the void, a crystal clear and transparent, hundreds of meters long giant sword will be formed in a blink of an eye, slamming into the past.

The result of this round of impact was that Luo Tianzong was frightened.

The giant sword collapsed under the shackles of the giant hand, and the powerful old man could not help but spit out a blood.

But just as the giant sword was about to collapse completely, and the giant hand was about to grab the old man, a thunder in the sky suddenly exploded.

A black lightning landed without warning, and it was bombarded on the giant hand.

Under this attack, the giant hand turned into a disintegration of the inch.

The old road was wilting and falling slowly, but it was better to be supported by another gray robes.

Looking at the slowly closing mountain gate and the six people who have disappeared, several people are trying to chase, but they are shouting and shouting.

"Forget it, don't have to chase it. This group of people means the sky, maybe there is a backhand."

Although the rest of the Taoists are not reconciled, they can only give up when they think of the giant hand.

"If you are still alive, take it to a close and ask separately!" A gray robes swayed at the rest of the people.

The old road is far away from the direction of the black lightning that Tianzhu has just appeared, whispering, "Xuan Lei out, big robbery, after all, still can't hide this day..."