Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Royal Temperament Strange Arrival
Li Dao stared coldly at Uncle Liu, who had already gone out, and a tyrannical killing intent involuntarily emanated.
The temperature in the entire hall of the martial arts hall suddenly plummeted, and Li Dao, who was domineering and arrogant in front of the world, was helplessly holding his iron fist here, and the explosion of bones just exposed the fluctuations in his heart.
"Uncle Liu has grown up with me for twenty years, and he clearly knows that the strength of my Blue Dragon Gang is still like this, who did it? Is it the gentle and humble Fourth Brother? Or is it the Ninth Brother who is eloquent and domineering? I have regressed to such a point, and still still don't let me go? Very good! Yin Demon, after I retreated, I cooperated with the barbarians to clean up the people inside the palace, and told the military advisor to clean up the inside of the Blue Dragon Gang. ”
Li Dao said coldly to the void.
"Obey! Fourth Master!" a cold and cruel voice came out of the darkness.
Li Dao turned around and pushed the metal stele, and a creaking sound sounded, and the ground of the martial arts hall opened a deep tunnel that could only accommodate one person.
Li Dao went straight down the stairs, and then the sound of crunching came again and again, and the ground suddenly closed tightly, and suddenly, the Dao Gate Protector carved on the three walls of the east, west, and north of the practice hall lit up, and then disappeared in the dark again.
At the door of the practice hall, a burly man with a height of one foot sat at the door and bit the roast mutton in his hand, although his head was lowered, but his body exuded a beast-like atmosphere, and on the roof, an eagle overlooked the entire courtyard.
"Sure enough, you still don't believe me all along! Twenty years? So what? Alas... Can I say that this is the nature of the royal family? Suspicious by nature, always keeping one hand in what they say and do, alas... Hopefully, the choice is right. ”
Seeing that the eagle girl was forbidden and the barbarian sealed the door, the old man named Uncle Liu looked at the martial arts hall lonely, and slowly turned around and left.
Half an hour later, three men in black costumes walked into the palace, and at the same time, the entire Qinglong Gang started a wave of bloodbath that night, and this operation was led by a woman, who only knew her surname Gong, the palace of the palace.
That night, a poem came out: the sky is as blue as a dragon, striking the sky, the dragon returns to the sea, and the future is endless.
Xiang County
As a small county town, Xiangcheng has suffered countless martial arts reshuffles in a few days, although it has entered the middle of the night.
But under the breeze, you can still smell the strong smell of blood, team after team of yamen patrols on the street, the whole Xiangcheng is like day under the illumination of countless torches, and the lights are constantly patrolling the inn, constantly checking the information of the settled passengers.
The chaotic tombstones, the messy skeletons and the terrible crows, the white cloth fluttering in the branches of the trees under the cold rain and cold wind, like the soul flags of the soul under the bleak wind and bitter rain, these eerie environments outline a particularly penetrating environment.
Wu Chen rode a war horse and stood alone in this vast wilderness, his figure stretched for a long time under the light of the cold clear moon.
Night, in this long lonely night, how many people can't sleep peacefully.
Suddenly, a melodious bell came from afar, a dark figure riding a snow-white elk, stepping on strange steps step by step, the melodious bell made people's hearts rise far away, suddenly Wu Chen felt that something was wrong, shouted, and one after another handprints crossed the chaotic tracks.
"Seal of Concentration"
A golden light burst out from Wu Chen's body, and his mind that almost flew instantly froze, the surrounding scenery was like a shattered mirror, and the surrounding scene began to shatter, Wu Chen was calm and secretly guarded.
A breeze blew, and the scenery was still the same as just now, without the slightest change, Wu Chen couldn't help frowning a little, and the night was still going on.
Wu Chen rode a war horse and stood alone in this vast wilderness, with the halberd in his hand, looking around and around, and his figure was stretched for a long time under the cold clear moon.
Without the slightest warning, suddenly a melodious bell came from afar, and a pitch-black figure rode a snow-white elk, stepping on strange steps step by step, and the melodious bell made people's hearts flutter far away.
Damn, repeat the scene just now, Wu Chen once again felt that something was wrong, and his concentration was imprinted on his body, but his vigilance was mentioned to the highest place by Wu Chen at one time.
I saw that the person riding the elk was blown up by a breeze and the black robe covering his face, an unfamiliar face came into view, the person had a strange smile on his face, and the moment he saw Wu Chen, the seven orifices flowed blood in an instant, and Wu Chen's back was cold.
"Damn! I'm on the way!" As soon as he finished speaking, the coldness on his back was even worse, but Wu Chen really didn't dare to look back.
A violent shout suddenly came out of Wu Chen's mouth, and a strong golden light burst out, and strong blood qi burst out from Wu Chen's body.
The temperature of the surroundings rose with the fluctuation of qi and blood, and with a bang, the surrounding scene was like a broken mirror, and began to fall from the air towards the ground with a bang.
Then, a breeze blew again, and the scenery around him was still the same as it was.
The chaotic tombstones, the messy skeletons and the terrible crows, the white cloth fluttering in the branches of the trees under the cold rain and cold wind, like the soul flags of the soul under the bleak wind and bitter rain, these eerie environments outline a particularly penetrating environment.
"I'm! I'm! I'm! I'm! "I'm!
The exercises that are running at full strength and the burst of qi and blood prove that everything just now is not a dream, although there is no danger to his life, but he has no idea whether there will be anything next, and how to solve the current problem is also a headache.
The long night continues... A cold wind blows...
The chaotic tombstones, the messy skeletons and the terrible crows, the white cloth fluttering in the branches of the trees under the cold rain and cold wind, like the soul flags of the soul under the bleak wind and bitter rain, these eerie environments outline a particularly penetrating environment.
Wu Chen rode a war horse and stood alone in this vast wilderness, his figure stretched for a long time under the light of the cold clear moon.
The environment still hasn't changed, and at this moment...
Still without the slightest warning, suddenly a melodious bell came from a distance, a dark figure riding a snow-white elk, stepping on strange steps step by step, the melodious bell made people's hearts rise for a while.
The man riding the elk was blown up by a breeze and the black robe covering his face was raised, an unfamiliar face came into view, and the person had a strange smile on his face, and the moment he saw Wu Chen, the seven orifices flowed blood in an instant.
"Isn't it fun?" a burst of ghost whispers rang out from all directions.
"Play with your old girl!" Wu Chen scolded angrily when he heard this.
"Senro Prison... The ghost pulls the coffin... Long Yellow Spring... Sansheng Stone... Yin Yang Road... Ghost Town... Hades... Judge Pen... The living perish!"
Sen Sen's ghost words echoed from all directions, countless black ghost hands broke out of the mass grave, a fierce whirlpool began to devour everything around, Wu Chen and the war horse were also unconsciously pulled by the whirlpool, and an illusory figure began to be gradually withdrawn from Wu Chen's martial body.
Suddenly, there was a violent clicking sound, as if something had shattered, and a pitch-black demon wave filled the four fields, and those cold ghost hands were directly assimilated into demonic qi as soon as they touched the demonic qi, and the face of the person who was bleeding from the seven orifices suddenly changed greatly.
Wu Chen's originally illusory figure was pulled back into the martial body when the demonic qi erupted, and suddenly he felt a whirlwind of the sky, and a feeling of weightlessness lingered.
A strong demonic aura suddenly erupted from his right arm, and all the scenes around him were instantly eroded by this strong demonic qi, turning into a stream of pure energy flowing back into his left arm.
The left arm suddenly burst out with a strong force, and an illusory light gate appeared, the left arm pulled Wu Chen's body directly into it, and the left arm pulled Wu Chen through some kind of tunnel.
All kinds of familiar scene fragments flashed around, and suddenly, the feeling of weightlessness came again, and Wu Chen fell directly from the sky to the ground, but strangely did not feel any pain.
Wu Chen got up and stared at the things in front of him, and suddenly, his eyes froze...
One after another giant ships in the sky shuttled back and forth, but all of them were full of war fire and gunsmoke, and as far as the eye could see, the earth cracked, the magma flowed, the thick smoke of gunpowder and the smell of burnt flesh and blood, the stinking blood stained the earth with blood, and the mountains were full of corpses and flesh.
There was no preferential treatment in the flesh and blood, he saw a young child nailed through a stone pillar but his body was still in a charging posture, he saw a butcher with his legs broken and nailed to the ground by an icicle...
There was a white substance floating in the sky, and when I raised my hand, I saw that it was all ashes, and at this moment, a dark shadow covered the sky, and a metal warship collapsed the entire sky as far as the eye could see.
Powerful artillery fire descended directly from the sky, and the dense artillery fire was directly a round of ground washing, and the violent explosion bombarded the place where Wu Chen was standing just now, and the earth collapsed violently inward.
At this moment, a ruined continent suddenly rose into the sky, and from the vaguely remaining buildings on the continent, it is not difficult to see the peerless elegance of this land in its heyday.
But now this ruined continent has floated into the air and turned into a giant island, and a burst of intense light flashed, and the giant island turned into a streamer and crashed directly into the pitch-black giant ship.
In the friction between the air and the giant island, the giant island gradually turned into a burning meteor, and it accelerated the impact as if it were dead, only to see an old man with a high crown and a big ancient look very crazy to control the giant island and crash into the giant ship.