"Come back!"

Shen stretched forward from his right hand, and the blood light suddenly stopped in midair, despite the constant struggle, even an endless sea of blood emerged, trying to corrode the surrounding confinement. But all of this was in vain, Shen pulled back from his right hand, and the blood shadow flew back upside down, and Shen Cong grabbed the blood shadow in his hand.

The ever-changing face in the shadow of blood, sometimes a woman, sometimes an old woman. Each one is vivid, the only one, and each image shows extreme pain, as if enduring the most horrific torture in this world, which makes people shudder when they look at it.

"Blood Shadow Stand-in, it seems that over the years, you have become a lot smarter. ”

Shen Cong looked away and looked back at the submerged town below. There is not the slightest change in the town, only some quicksand is still flying, and there is not the slightest movement in it.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, Shen pressed down from the palm of his hand, and the sinking town suddenly shook, and it collapsed directly down for hundreds of meters, and from a distance, you could see the terrifying pit here. The entire Tianmin Mountain Range was trembling slightly, and the surrounding countries were particularly obvious, some low-level cultivators were curious, and those who really had some strength were honestly cowering in the cultivation place, not daring to have the slightest curiosity to explore.

Shen Cong's palm did not retract, but the five fingers slowly closed, and in the deep pit below, a large cloud of sand was grabbed by Shen Cong, as Shen Cong's five fingers increased together, the soil in it was also constantly solidifying, and the void continued to tremble.

"Boom!"

The soil suddenly burst open, and a golden light appeared in it, the golden light dissipated, and a monk was in the middle, looking at Shen Cong with his hands folded, his face full of calm.

"See you again. Shen Cong laughed softly, then crossed over to the little monk and looked down, "It turns out that there are still things inside, in fact, you are not sealed, but guarding here, and this ghost king's body is more of an illusion of your appearance?"

The little monk's face was originally calm, but as Shen Cong's words fell, the little monk's gaze changed. Although it was only for a moment, it was captured by Shen Cong.

"The poor monk doesn't understand the words of the donor!" the little monk said softly.

"If you really don't understand, you won't bother with me. I need a close five-star king to protect it, and I'm very curious about what is below!"

Shen Cong said in a deep voice, what he had never understood in the past now has a feeling of open-mindedness. Obviously, he was able to destroy the Ghost King, but he used a trick like sealing. Shen Cong had never figured it out before, but now there were signs. It's just that a new question has reappeared, what is it, and it needs to be covered up by such a strong person with a seal to protect it!

The little monk is not an entity, but a fusion of energy. Some are similar to the spirit body in the spirit weapon, but the spirit body can only be condensed by the ninth-order spirit weapon, although the strength of the little monk is not weak, but it is definitely not to the level of the ninth order, otherwise Shen Cong would not be able to speak so easily at this moment.

Jian Yuan was stunned from a distance, and the conversation between Shen Cong and the little monk was not concealed, so he heard it clearly. There are secrets in secrets, this is far from being as simple as he and Yue Chang imagined, if there is no Shen Cong, Yue Chang Zai will die at this moment even if he really breaks the seal, just the momentum shown by the little monk will be overwhelming Yue Chang.

Jian Yuan was suddenly a little afraid, life and death were completely out of his control. The eighth-order king seems to be powerful, but there are still too many things in this world that can kill him.

"Listen to the poor monk's persuasion, the donor should leave, the things here are not for the donor to touch. The little monk's expression moved slightly, Shen Cong's performance surprised him, and also made the little monk feel tricky.

"If it was in the past, I'm afraid I would have really retreated, but now I have a reason why I have to be here, and I also have a reason to go down!" Shen Cong said in a deep voice.

Shen Cong's current realm, there is no need for any treasures to improve, as long as he improves the divine body step by step, Shen Cong will definitely be able to break through to the power of the ninth-order apocalypse in the end, the difference is only the length of time spent. But now time doesn't give Shen Cong at all, and the alien race won't give time to the Terrans.

Before, Shen never understood what the alien race could dig up here, and why it could affect the general trend of the human race in the future, but now it seems that the reason is below. There is really any treasure, Shen Cong will either take it away or destroy it!

"Roar!"

A huge roar silently appeared behind Shen Cong's head, and the violent divine soul impact was enough to make the five-star king dizzy, even the ninth-order apocalypse was afraid that he would be stunned, and Jian Yuan's eyes, who were hundreds of miles away, became dazed at this moment. The little monk moved his hands and was about to attack, but his face changed greatly.

In the imagination of the little monk, Shen Cong, who must have been in a state of fainting at this moment, actually smashed his fist backwards without any effect. The little monk was shocked and wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so he could only hope that the black eyeballs could dodge by themselves.

Shen Cong's face was expressionless, his fist was out, and the Quartet was imprisoned. I don't know when the black eyeballs that appeared behind Shen Cong stopped in mid-air, and the eyes were full of horror. The void that I was proud of in the past was completely useless at the moment, and I could only watch the fists hit.

"Bang!"

The sound of the sphere bursting, and the black eyes were shattered by Shen Cong's punch. The Earth Copper Mother suppressed the void, although it was only a little, but Shen Cong really couldn't think of any creature below the ninth order that could escape such suppression, although this eyeball was a little special.

Countless black liquids sputtered out in all directions, and the space was corroded into huge cracks one after another, and the space storm raged. With a wave of his right hand, Shen gathered all the black liquid and rushed towards the town below.

The little monk's figure moved, blocking in front of him, and he took Shen Cong's wave like this. The earth-shattering power, just a contact, the little monk's face changed greatly, and he finally understood why the black eyes couldn't even block Shen Cong's move, how could such a power belong to human beings, and the demon beasts were not so perverted.

kept retreating, retreating directly to the edge of the deep pit below, and the little monk stopped, his cheeks were already covered with sweat, and his face looked a little pale.

The black eyeballs that made Shen Cong want to die back then, I didn't expect to be in a group with here, if it weren't for Shen Cong's soul having already fused with his physical body, just now, I'm afraid there would really be a problem. However, these are not Shen Cong's concerns now, Shen Cong just wants to see what is underneath.

"Why should the donor be aggressive!" the little monk said loudly.

"Put away your sweat and paleness, the spirit doesn't have that, you're showing too much. Shen Cong looked at the little monk and shook his head slightly.

The little monk was stunned, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, the sweat disappeared, and his face returned to normal. Before he made a move, he was broken by Shen Cong first, and I am afraid that he will not be in a good mood if he changes anyone.

"What does the donor want!" The little monk said in a deep voice, looking at Shen Cong's gaze as if he was facing a great enemy, he had not felt like this for thousands of years.

"Go down and take a look, get out of the way, or I'm going to force my hand." When it comes to shooting, I don't show mercy. Shen Cong said in a low voice, and the momentum on his body began to rise.

"Then I'm going to have a good grasp of the power of the donor!" the little monk said in a condensed voice, the words fell, and illusory Buddhas appeared all around, and even there were Buddha voices singing, and the whole world became quiet under the Buddha's voice, making people unable to have a little killing intent and war intent.

Jian Yuan was affected from afar, and at the moment he was thoughtless, and even wanted to sit down cross-legged and start cultivating. Such a tranquil mood is most suitable for cultivation, fighting or something, but there is no desire at all.

Shen Cong's face was expressionless, such a move might be useful for others, but it had no effect on Shen Cong at all. The divine soul smelts the body, and if it is aimed at the divine soul, it is impossible to have an effect on Shen Cong. One step, Shen Cong appeared directly in front of the little monk, and with one punch, the heavens and the earth were almost pierced by this punch.

The little monk's expression was solemn, he didn't expect Shen Cong to be so troublesome, and the moves that should work were ineffective at the moment, which made the little monk extremely passive, because this meant that the usual tricks and tricks had lost their effect at the moment, which made the little monk a little at a loss, and the confidence in his heart was even weaker.

"Boom!"

The little monk's body stiffened, and his hands were stacked on Shen Cong's fists, but at this moment, his hands had already lost their intuition, and in the eyes of the little monk, his hands were dissipating, and even his arms were collapsing.

"Bang!"

It was even more terrifying than before, and all the moves lost their meaning in the face of such power. Breaking through ten thousand laws, the little monk heard such a statement back then, and his master also wanted to achieve such a wish, but unfortunately it was not realized in the end, and the little monk also regarded this statement as and delusion.

But now, such a goal is in others, and what even his master did not succeed in, others do. I have always felt that my master is the most powerful and greatest person in the world, but now I realize that it is not! The little monk's mood shook violently, and the injuries that could have been suppressed suddenly exploded.

The next moment, the little monk exploded into a flood of aura, and a spiritual light appeared in it, and then shot out towards the depths of the pit. Shen never stopped, but followed behind the aura.

The surrounding soil was nothing to Shen Cong, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Cong saw the prohibition deep underground. Shen Cong glanced around, and the rear of the prohibition was not underground, but another space. In other words, a small space is connected to the rear, which is probably condensed by a strong person.

The light shot into it and vanished. Shen Cong smiled slightly, took a step forward with his right foot, and followed closely behind the spiritual light. If it were Shen Cong himself, in the face of these prohibitions, I am afraid that he could only be broken with one punch. But at this moment, there is a spiritual light to lead the way, but it is completely different.

Although Shen Cong is different from Lingguang, Shen never may be able to walk the path that Lingguang can take. Or rather, it must not be able to go. Shen is subordinate to outsiders, but Lingguang is his own person, which is not a concept at all. However, the shuttle of spiritual light will inevitably cause changes in the prohibition, and these changes can be seen in Shen Cong's eyes, and then the method that Shen Cong can enter by himself is much simpler.

A dead ban, and it is still a ban that has been baptized for thousands of years, how can it not stop today's Shen Cong.

Like a swimming fish, Shen shook from his body and passed through layers of prohibitions. The number of prohibitions is a bit large, so many that Shen Cong is a little surprised. These prohibitions are not like ordinary protection, but rather like a protection that is automatically generated on the periphery of a real space.

"Who!"

With a loud shout, a black sword light shot out, Shen Cong held it with one hand, slightly forced, the sword light shattered, and the sword intent in it was directly crushed by Shen Cong.

Shen Cong glanced around, his eyes moved slightly, and Shen Cong was given a peculiar sense of familiarity here. Shen Cong subconsciously flew high, and the surrounding prohibitions could not give Shen Cong the slightest obstruction, just a moment Shen Cong came to the highest point, looking down, Shen Cong's eyes couldn't help but widen slightly.

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