Emperor of Taikoo

The words were interrupted by a loud noise, and Wang Ze was not angry but rejoicing. He looked at the relics of the Sect that suddenly appeared from the void, and he was ecstatic in his heart.

"The Zongmen Ruins have opened !!!"

The broken-armed youth showed ecstatic, excited tone.

"The ruins of the ancient Zongmen, which are certainly buried with countless treasures, if I get the inheritance of the Zongmen, the shortcoming of the Dragon List will soon reach the top 30 without hope!"

Wang Ze's eyes flickered with a light smile, and then he did not hesitate, his body flashed, and he speared the Zongmen ruins first. Behind him, the young man with a broken arm followed his eyes fiercely.

at the same time.

Ye Fubo, Ye Family of Dongyang City, Makino, the 92nd of the Dragon List, Qiu Shaoping, Tenjin Institute ...

Countless strong men, all at this moment, rushed to the remains of Zongmen.

...

"call out!"

In all directions, the sound of breaking the sky sounded one after another, and a breathtaking figure came from the sky, plundered at a lightning speed, and finally appeared around the gate ruins.

This Zongmen remains is intact and has not been destroyed.

Lingshan, architecture, Yanwuchang ...

After countless years of baptism, it is still firmly preserved.

The ruins of Zongmen are quite large, occupying a wide area, and occupying an area larger than that of Tenjin Institute.

At a glance, the Zongmen ruins can't be seen from the side. If you want to traverse this ruin, even the Venerable Realm's full strength flight will take a long time.

"It's really magnificent. Before this countless years, the ruins of the Sect were at least seven ranks, not weaker than today's nine ranks ..."

Flying all the way, when Lu Chen rushed to this place, he couldn't help but send out a heartfelt admiration, his eyes filled with shock.

The ruins of this sect gate are still intact to this day. From the magnificent buildings, the mountains standing upright as if directly inserted into the sky, the endless performance of the martial arts field, and the spirit field exuding the air of vagueness, vaguely , Can still see the glory of the past.

Lu Chen has seen a lot of Zongmen ruins, and even the ruins of the Tianpinzong of Qipinzongmen have been entered, and he has obtained the Seven Star Divine Pagoda.

but.

The Tianyong Sect was destroyed by the blood **** clan, the Zongmen buildings and the Lingshan were destroyed, and the treasures were almost looted.

Therefore, the ruins of Tianyongzong of Qipinzongmen cannot be compared with the ruins in front of them in terms of scale, magnificence and value.

Lu Chen took a deep breath and pressed down the urge to immediately rush into the ruins. At this moment, the Zongmen ruins were not really opened, and there were countless space cracks around the ruins. However, all those who deliberately rush into the ruins at this moment must bear the space cracks. Relentless cutting!

The space cracks around the ruins are thick and dense, ubiquitous, and dangerously abnormal. Even the Venerable Nine-Nine Powerful, there is not much assurance that they can survive the space cracks. Therefore, countless warriors can only wait around the ruins and wait for the ruins to formally Open!

"what……"

A wailing scream suddenly sounded.

Lu Chen looked at it and saw a middle-aged warrior. His Holiness the Eighth Cultivator was self-reliant and powerful, unable to resist the temptation to prepare to force into the ruins.

but.

Just a few steps after rushing out, he was swallowed by the ubiquitous space cracks around the ruins. The body protection and the Divine Armor were under the space cracks. They were easily cut like tofu, and the body was torn apart and died directly!

Everyone saw this scene, and their hearts were awe-inspiring. Some warriors who were about to forcibly rush into the ruins were pale and paper-faced, and their hearts were scared. They immediately dispelled the unrealistic thoughts.

Lu Chen is also secretly stunned, terrified and fierce in the cracks in space. The middle-aged warrior buried under the cracks in the space is not only the Eighth Sovereign, but the armor of the Divine Soldier is also a genuine six-star Divine Soldier.

Venerable Eightfold Cultivation, plus six-star Divine Soldier armor, alone on defense, Venerable Ninefold Powerful cannot compare with it.

It stands to reason.

The general space cracks are not too dangerous for him, and the middle-aged warrior thinks so when he wants to come, so he dares to take risks and fight hard.

The result was unexpected. Not only did the middle-aged warrior not succeed, but even his life was taken in. The most shocking thing is that the middle-aged warrior was swallowed by the cracks in space, and even fell on the spot, there was no chance to escape ...

The fall of the middle-aged man is like a pot of cold water for those who are going to move, and ninety-nine of the soldiers begin to retreat slowly, pulling away from the Zongmen ruins at an appropriate distance, fearing that they will be affected by space cracks and die here!

Seeing everyone's actions, Lu Chen just smiled, and then continued to look at the remains of Zongmen.

"Four Divine Sects ?!"

His eyes were fixed on a stone wall in front of Zongmen.

The smooth and smooth surface of the stone wall has become potholes under the erosion of countless years, and it has an ancient desolate breath.

On the stone wall are carved three vigorous and powerful characters-the Four Gods Sect.

Lu Chen's eyes were fixed on the three characters of "Four Divine Sects", even though there was a certain distance from the stone wall, he still felt a faint breath.

Mysterious, domineering, desolate, ancient ...

"After countless years, the three characters of" Four Divine Sects "on the stone wall still contain an indescribable charm. From this view, one can think of how powerful the person who carved the three characters was, and ordinary saints can never do it ... "

As Lu Chen was attracted by the stone wall, a husky, powerful voice suddenly sounded over the area.

"Ning Liheng is here, all the disciples of the Ning family in Cangcheng come over."

The master of the voice is a Venerable Nine Heavy Martial Artist. He stands in the void, his eyes are fierce, he looks in all directions, and the powerful force fluctuates, rippling from him ...

"Oh, uh ..."

As the words fell, several martial arts rushed out around the Zongmen ruins, and they gathered towards the warrior who claimed to be Ning Liheng.

"All the disciples of Sandaomen come over."

"Disciples of Xiaoyaozong came to meet quickly."

"Master Shifeng is here, why are the Shijia children still stunned?"

"Children of Liu Family in Qingfeng City ..."

"..."

The leaders of the major forces followed suit and gathered the disciples together.

Within a short time, around the ruins, many martial arts began to gather together in twos and threes, with fewer than two or more than ten or twenty.

Lu Chen's eyes swept through the Wutuo crowd and found no traces of Zi'er and Ji Yao, but also a little emotional, ready to follow suit.

However, this idea was immediately rejected by him because he had too many enemies and too late to avoid it. If he exposed his own traces, he could guess the ending without thinking ...

"The real strongman finally arrived!"

Suddenly Lu Chen felt something, and looked up. In the line of sight, several figures approached with a low, broken air, and the powerful momentum was like a thousand mountains, thick, majestic, and far away, it made everyone feel breathless The sense of suffocation, the crowd suddenly commotion.