The moment he saw that face, he suddenly retreated. He barely stopped until he had his back against the wall, and there was no way back.

Whew, whew, whew......

As the second elder of the Xianmen, Ram Ce, an invincible powerhouse who stepped into the half-step myth like Tai Shuxiong, was gasping for breath at this time, and his heart was beating wildly as if it was about to explode.

He was afraid, afraid, trembling.

Just that face, through the face of the old man, as long as he looked at it, he would have a sense of fear standing on the verge of death, as if he might fall into the abyss in the next second, the boundless hell.

And all this is just because that man's face looks exactly the same as 6 Zheng.

"You can't be 6 Zheng, hurry up and tell me, who are you? Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Gestan shook suddenly, and all the clothes on his upper body shattered, revealing a solid and powerful body, every inch of muscle was as strong as steel, showing explosive terrifying power.

"Gerstan, what are you talking nonsense about him? Use your fist that will blast open the steel plate at will, and smash one of his palms first! Of course, you can also break his fingers one by one, and crush all the bones one by one, according to your own preference!"

Douglas urged impatiently, not connecting the man in front of him with the mythical figure at all.

Gerstan twisted his neck, and there was a crackling sound.

He rubbed his fists together and said with a hideous smile: "Are you here to die yourself, or do you want me to rush over and smash your head on the ground?"

With a bang, the wind flashed like a phantom.

Immediately afterwards, in the central hall, I remembered the heavy sound of banging, and the head slammed on the ground, and was grabbed by a hand, and one after another, like a chicken pecking rice, kept smashing to the ground.

A large area of blood spread, scarlet and dazzling, and a thick bloody aura spread.

When the man grabbed Gerstan's head, his face was already bloody and fleshy, and his facial features were completely distorted together, making him unrecognizable.

"What did you just say? I don't seem to hear clearly, can I trouble you again?"

6 Zheng grabbed Gerstan's head, pulled his head up fiercely, and questioned in a cold voice.

However, at this time, Gestan had long since lost the arrogance and arrogance just now, and could only make a muffled voice, and every time his lips moved, many blood bubbles would appear.

Seeing that such a powerful master as Lian Gestan was beaten into such a miserable appearance by 6 Zheng in an instant, where did Douglas dare to continue to stay, and directly turned into an afterimage, wanting to escape from this central hall.

"Whew!"

After escaping the central hall and making his way to the tarmac of Fairy Island, Douglas finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

Because, Douglas had already gotten on the helicopter, and the kind of propeller rotation and loud noise brought out made him finally feel much more at ease.

Syllable!

A pitch-black magic hand, like a big wave crashing on the shore, slapped it fiercely, and instantly slammed the entire helicopter to the ground like ******a mosquito.

The helicopter made a loud noise, bursting with smoke and flames, which immediately alarmed all the martial arts powerhouses on the Immortal Island.

Under the wreckage of the helicopter, a gray-faced white old man crawled out, his tuxedo was tattered, and his original meticulous type had become a mess at this time, as ridiculous as a bird's nest and a chicken's nest.

"Look, isn't that Mr. Douglas?"

"That's right, it's indeed Mr. Douglas, isn't he the representative of the 'free world'? ”

"Could it be that the helicopter had an accident?"

"No, if you look closely, there seems to be a palm print on the top of the helicopter that is clearly sunken downward. ”

......

Many martial arts powerhouses who once belonged to the Xianmen looked at the wreckage of the helicopter in shock at this time, but they didn't dare to go up, for fear that they would involve something that could not be touched.

Bang!

There was another earth-shattering bang, but a figure fell from the sky and hit the ground.

The indifferent face, the independent figure of Gu Feng, obviously does not look tall, but there is an inexplicable sense of looking up, as if he can only look up at his existence.

"Climb, keep climbing!"

6 Zheng ordered coldly.

He stepped on Douglas's palm, and with a little force, there was a clattering sound of bones shattering.

Douglas's entire palm was instantly crushed to pieces, his face was even more distorted to the extreme, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was in great pain.

"Spare me, please, spare me! I'm just following the orders from above and doing things for the people above, your real enemy is not me, it's the members of Solomon's Temple in the free world, and the thirteen big men who really control the world!"

Douglas said with a painful face, and every time he said a few words, he had to pause to relieve the sharp pain in his hands.

"Where is Solomon's Temple?" 6 Zheng asked lightly.

Douglas opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Just as his voice was about to come out, Douglas's face twisted violently again, and it was an extremely intense pain, like putting his heart in a meat grinder, stirring wildly.

Soon, Douglas's face froze, his eyes rolled and he died instantly.

"It seems that the Temple of Solomon in the free world is quite interesting!"

6 Zheng smiled coldly, and didn't bother to check whether Glass was dead or not, he directly grabbed his head, and extracted all the memories from each other.

As long as he wants to know something, even a dead person can't hide it.

In 6 Zheng's mind, an artificially constructed seabed construction slowly emerged.

The building, in the style of an ancient Roman temple, is like the legendary Atlantis, the whole of which is sunk in the depths of the sea, and no one can see its existence.

A sturdy bathyscaphe slowly sank into the top of the building.

After the passage was opened, the picture in 6 Zheng's mind became the internal situation of Solomon's Temple.

Memories surfaced one after another, and they were searched by 6 Zheng one by one, and it only took two or three minutes to completely figure out the general situation of Solomon's Temple.

"Immortal Lord!

At this time, someone seemed to recognize the identity of 6 Zheng and suddenly shouted.

(End of chapter)