Chapter 1350： I'm waiting for someone to pick up

"Daozu level..."

Zhuge Qingniu shuddered!

He only recently passed through the emperor's robbery, and stepped into the emperor's realm, not to mention the ancestors, even the quasi-sacred, he can't handle it! He is very capable of escaping his life, and the methods of fighting are common, so at this moment, seeing thousands of troops killed, he hid behind Chen Zheng!

"Chen Zu..."

Yan Ying stared at the rushing army of thousands of soldiers and yelled subconsciously.

"Boom!"

Chen Zheng smiled faintly, lifted his right hand, and casually snapped a snap finger, only to hear a clatter, the thousands of troops and thousands of horses instantly collapsed, and instantly turned into dust, or the thousands of troops and horses were originally just dust, only in the mist of wind and sand The souls are shaped by magical powers.

Zheng!

In the mist and sand!

There was another cold sound!

This time although there are no great troops!

But Yan Ying's eyes suddenly showed fear, and what she wanted to call at this moment, but she couldn't even make a sound, and when the sound of the piano sounded, she only felt her Yuanshen shattered!

One mana!

Banned for an instant!

The creatures in the sand!

Not an ordinary Taoist!

At least it is the ninth heavy ancestor!

Because only this level and the creatures above this level can easily crush her current Yuanshen!

This trip is really difficult!

Although the Palace of Long Sorrow was self-proclaimed in the First Age!

But this level of immortal Taoism must be strong and flexible!

even!

It may even be that the palace owner is still alive!

That is definitely the creature of the era dominance level!

"Boom!"

coming!

Between Zhuge Qingniu and Yan Ying's trembling, Chen Zheng gave another snap of his fingers at random, and the weird fluctuations contained in the chilling sound broke up!

call!

Zhuge Qingniu breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that this place of terrible hatred was terrible. If Chen Zu was not there, he would definitely be finished! This land of long hatred is simply not the place where the monk of Heaven Emperor Realm should come! Not to mention a monk of Heaven Emperor Realm, that is, the saint came to the land of long hatred, I am afraid that it was also instantly suppressed or even killed!

Exceeding the standard!

This place is seriously exceeded!

The sound of the piano did not continue to sound in the wind and mist. It seemed that the creatures in the wind and sand mist were also very surprised. An alien Xuan Xian could actually block his powerful will.

Wow!

At this time!

A hundred steps to the right, a glimmer of gloom, dozens of people appeared at the same time!

Uh!

The dozens of people stared directly!

"Daoyou... Um? A Heavenly Emperor Realm, a Profound Immortal Realm, and an Elder Ancestral Realm, your combination is also a wonderful flower, the strongest is not at the level of the Ancestor, and dare to enter the land of long hatred. I'm really not afraid of death."

A middle-aged man wearing a green crown swept the three, and then chuckled.

"This person is the ancestor of the Sixth Realm, and it should be from a place outside the territory. Among the people he brought, there were only three Dao ancestors, and the rest were under the Dao ancestor. People, it is impossible to bring so many monarchs, and monarchs are too low in the Taixu."

Yan Ying secretly sent a message to Chen Zheng.

"That... hello everyone."

Zhuge Qingniu greeted him with a smile while touching his head.

"A monk from the Thousand Worlds? Oh! It’s not that I look down on you, but that you are too weak. You have entered into a land of long hatred, and only one result is death. Listen to me, and now it’s too late to leave. The critics are only here to take the lead. Those guys who come later will only be stronger than us. Especially your kind of mystic immortal, I don’t know how your elders think about it. ."

Beside Qingguan's middle-aged man, a young man playing with an ink color ruler in his hand swept Chen Zheng with a smirk.

"Huh? Gan Zhe can't talk nonsense." Qingguan middle-aged man heard this sentence, frowned slightly, and looked at Chen Zhengdao: "This Daoyou has something extraordinary, not just Xuan Xian is so simple. Daoyou listens Speaking of that rumor, did you come to find that thing in a place of long hatred?"

"Huh? Is this Xuanxian extraordinary?"

The young man called Gan Zhe didn't believe it. He stared at Chen Zheng for a few times and didn't see the extraordinary place. His eyes flashed coldly, and the underworld master was a little too careful, and it was just a mysterious fairy. , Why not so polite.

"That thing...Yu Yu Fei Xing appeared?"

Chen Zheng didn't respond, but just glanced at the Qingguan middle-aged people and others. Yan Ying suddenly thought of it, and his face showed surprise!

"Huh? Daoyou entered the land of long hatred, don't you know that Yuyu Feixing is born, shouldn't it? At this moment, the creatures that entered the land of long hatred should have learned the news of this thing and wanted to get it. Only come to this place of long hatred, otherwise who will enter this dangerous place for no reason."

Qingguan middle-aged raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

"Chen Zu, the old lady was taken away by terrible creatures at the time, and the last thought passed to me was that she was trapped in Yuyu Feixing! Yuyu Feixing is the supreme weapon of the Palace of Eternal Hatred. According to ancient records, only the long The owner of the Palace of Hate is eligible to stay in Yuyu Feixing!"

Yan Ying once again secretly sent a message to Chen Zheng.

"Yuyu Feixing, why is it familiar?"

Chen Zheng looked at the wind and sand, and said casually.

"Familiar? Chang Heng Gong has already proclaimed itself a land of long hatred in the first century. Not many people know it here. Yu Yu Feixing knows very few creatures. Don’t pretend to be a mysterious immortal. Of course, if you are long When the strong man in the hatred palace was reincarnated, I didn’t say anything. However, if the strong man in the long hatred palace was reincarnated, you wouldn’t even be able to pass the first wind and sand in this land of long hatred. Let the son give You demonstrate how you can break through the fog and sand."

The young man Gan Zhe, who was holding the ink ruler, was a little uncomfortable with Chen Zheng's posture. At this moment he chuckled, and then he raised his right hand and shot the ink ruler in his hand.

"Stop ruler! Go!"

Wow!

Ink color light burst!

The ink ruler shot into the mist of the wind and sand!

The wind and sand seemed to be forced out of the way!

"The first hurdle in the Land of Long Sorrow is nothing more than that. My son is not even Dao Zu and can break through this first hurdle. When my son comes to Japan to become the Dao ancestor, I will surely conquer this land of hatred!

The youth showed pride!

Click!

just!

He smiled!

There was a break in the wind and fog!

Whoosh!

next moment!

Two Momang hit out!

Just inserted in front of the youth!

That's a broken ink ruler!

"My son's ruler!"

The young man's face froze for several hours, and then there was a scream!

Dozens of people in the rear saw this scene, and their brows were all frowned, while the middle-aged Qingguan saw this scene, and they shook their heads gently, secretly saying that the son of the Gan family could not be used very much. Compared to it, there is more than one grade.

"Children like to express themselves, but they are not easy enough to be ugly."

At this time Chen Zheng smiled.

"Fuck! My son is also a joke you can! My son is a failure, you have broken this first level! Huh! What kind of thing are you, even if Master Yan Sheng says you have extraordinary skills, but if you are really extraordinary Ability to stay in place!"

The youth was instantly furious and glared at Chen Zheng!

"Breakthrough? Why break it?"

Chen Zheng smiled again.

"What do you do in the land of long hatred without breaking the level, do you come to see the scenery!"

The youth is angry again!

"I'm waiting for someone to pick it up."

Chen Zheng shook his head gently, and there was an unspeakable void in his voice at the moment.

Waiting for someone to pick it up?

Middle-aged Qingguan, dozens of monks ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Zhuge Qingniu and Yan Ying here, at the moment when they heard this sentence, they all showed doubts.

"Waiting for someone to pick it up? Haha! Hahaha! Joke! Who do you think you are, do you really think of yourself as the reincarnation of the strong man of the Palace of Everlasting Hatch? Dreaming in spring and autumn!"

The youth laughed when they heard it!

Wow!

suddenly!

There is movement in the wind and mist!

Whoosh!

next moment!

The four people carried a black sedan chair and flew out of the wind and sand mist, and immediately fell in front of Chen Zheng. The one in the upper left corner of the four people who carried the sedan chair lowered his head slightly, facing Chen Zheng as a gift!

"please!"