The Lord of the Flood Desolate Sect smiled fiercely, the sharp dagger in his hand slowly moved towards Zhou Cong's chest, he greedily stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, his eyes exuding excitement that could not be concealed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sharp tip of the knife was getting closer and closer to his chest, Zhou Cong felt the chill of the dagger, and the sharp qi gently touched his chest, and a drop of red golden blood slowly flowed down.

It seems that the master of the Flood Wilderness Gate is not in a hurry to kill him, as if he prefers to see him constantly struggling in despair, just like a cat that has never been hungry, playing with the mouse in his mouth.

Zhou Cong looked at him with a calm face, smiled and admired his every subtle movement, and said, "You don't seem to be in a hurry?"

The lord of the Honghuang Sect said: "Of course there is no hurry, after all, I still have a few years to live!"

Zhou Cong smiled: "Does this mean that you will torture me well? I remember that we don't seem to have a grudge?"

"I just wanted one more person to be able to understand how I felt. The master of the Honghuang Sect, the dagger in his hand, gently wiped Zhou Cong's skin and said, "So I don't want you to die now!"

The confident smile on Zhou Cong's face became more and more stiff, and he secretly used his domineering power to shake the chains on his wrists while the master of the Honghuang Sect was speaking. But the result was really disappointing, because no matter how turbulent his domineering spirit was, no matter how he collided, the chains that bound his limbs did not move at all.

The master of the Flood Desolation Gate seemed to have discovered something: "Hehe, don't do any useless work, if the Binding God Rope can be shaken open by mortals, how can it be regarded as a Binding God Rope?"

"Binding the gods?" Zhou Cong muttered, his face couldn't help but change color, binding his chains, just literally, wouldn't a god be bound, not to mention that he seemed to be still 108,000 miles away from becoming a god.

The master of the Honghuang Sect smiled even more proudly, but Zhou Cong's face was even more ugly, from the beginning he tried to shake open this chain, but every time he disappointed himself, and disappointment means losing his life!

The master of the Honghuang Sect seemed to be unable to wait, he tore open the placket on his chest, and a row of miserable white skeletons appeared in front of Zhou Cong, and the earth-gray stone heart in his chest was still thumping.

"Hehe, the moment to witness the miracle is coming!" The master of the Honghuang Sect, the sharp knife in his hand, slowly inserted into Zhou Cong's heart.

A strong sharp pain hit Zhou Cong's nerves, the feeling was too painful, not just painful, looking at his skin, being cut by the dagger, on his bones, there was a rustling sound.

The master of the Honghuang Gate said softly: "Don't worry, Gongzi Zhou, I will definitely take good care of your heart, bury your body, and erect a tall stone monument for you." ”

Zhou Cong seemed to hear the sound of his muscles breaking, and a chill hit his heart, it's over! The unwilling mood came to his mind, his heart beat more intensely, and the surging blood rushed to his eyes.

Suddenly, Zhou Cong's eyes became red as blood, and suddenly at the center of his eyebrows, the blood and qi all over his body condensed in the center of his eyebrows.

"Ahh

The Lord of the Flood Desolation Sect couldn't help but be stunned, how could such a stoic Divine Binding Rope be easily broken by Zhou Cong? It is true that Zhou Cong did not break the Divine Binding Rope, but he dragged the entire stone wall behind him and split it in half and smashed it towards the Flood Desolation Sect Master.

The Lord of the Flood Desolation Sect was so frightened that he retreated again and again, the stone heart in his chest beat even more violently, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and he looked at Zhou Cong with frightened eyes.

"You~" The dry finger of the master of the Honghuang Sect pointed at Zhou Cong, who was like a fierce god, and he was speechless in fright, and waited for a long time before he seemed to come back to his senses, and said: "You~'s breath is somewhat similar to him!"

The master of the Honghuang Sect rubbed his faint old eyes in disbelief, and he found that he really couldn't see Zhou Cong's appearance clearly. "Impossible!" "The master of the Flood Desolation Sect didn't believe that he would be dizzy, because monks were different from mortals, how could they be dazzled? So there is only one answer, that is, he really can't see Zhou Cong clearly, but not with his eyes. It's just that I can't remember that appearance!

Zhou Cong dragged the rope and walked towards the master of the Honghuang Gate step by step: "Who is he you talking about?"

"Hey!" the lord of the Honghuang Gate sighed, the heroes who had been in the past were in tears, just like a wronged child, who saw his relatives, with that sigh, he instantly became more old, and his heart was old!

"He's who he is!" muttered the Lord of the Flood Desolation Sect.

Zhou Cong was secretly shocked: "Could it be that he in the mouth of the master of the Honghuang Gate is the one who changed his heart for him back then?" For a while, Zhou Cong seemed to forget that he was in danger, and he became a little stunned.

The Lord of the Flood Desolation Sect shook his head and said, "You can't be him, you don't look like him at all!

Just when the Lord of the Flood Desolation Gate was immersed in the memories of the past, Zhou Cong's Overlord Halberd had been quietly handed out, and a golden light flashed, and the stone heart of the Lord of the Flood Wilderness Sect was shattered into powder!

"You're not him!It's just that there's nothing like him!Maybe the real one has already gone to the other continent! He said he wanted to ......" There was no fear on the face of the Lord of the Flood Desolation Gate, he smiled and slowly fell down.

"His breath?" Zhou Cong was puzzled by this sentence, he knew it, his breath at that time was, demonic qi!: "Could it be that he in the mouth of the Lord of the Flood Desolate Gate is actually a demon?" Zhou Cong couldn't help but smile bitterly, and thought that he was his seventh spirit in the mouth of the Lord of the Flood Desolate Gate? How could it be? How could the soul of a soul become a god? Could it really be the heart of the Five Emperors?

There are too many things to think about, but at this moment Zhou Cong doesn't have time to think too much, he groped, looking for something in the meson jade plate of the master of the Honghuang Sect.

A map! He took out a map, the entrance to the Tianluo Continent, and the topographic map! Zhou Cong couldn't help but be overjoyed, and didn't look closely, he picked up the map, but it didn't seem to be enough, because even if he had the Tianluo topographic map, he couldn't leave here, and he still had a rope tied to his body!

After more than an hour of searching, the ground under Zhou Cong's feet was full of countless things. Piled up like a mountain of gold coins, a dazzling array of elixirs! Countless scarce heavenly treasures are only in the last corner. Throwing something like a Rubik's cube.

Zhou Cong strangely picked up the Rubik's Cube and swirled it gently, and the Rubik's Cube emitted a ray of light. The rope on his body turned out to be as light as that light flashed. Click, open in response!

"Free!"