Supreme Demon

Six hundred and seventy-four chapter Guwuta two-door

"bass!"

A sword light, cut through the grass, carrying nine days of sharp gas, killed in front of the three days of the patriarch.

Quick and incredible!

This is sword kill!

For a moment, everyone's face was dignified. Before they came here, they knew that they would follow the anti-God into the barren mountains and rivers. However, they never thought that the tempering was so awkward.

However, they have no choice but to have a battle!

"war!"

Three days before the reign of the sect, the first reaction was over, and the sword was squirted out, burning a glimmer of rainbow light and welcoming the sword.

"When".

Their faces were cold, and they couldn't help but step back a few steps. Even the swords were trembled. The sword came fast, the cast is faster, and the eyes disappeared into the grass, but the fierce force made them eat.

"Hey..."

In the next moment, all the grass and the grass are moving. More than a dozen swords are rushing to kill, and everyone is shrouded. The horrible power bursts the rocks under the feet of people, and they are ruthless. He flew out.

Plop, plop...

Under this Jianguang, the first-level Wusheng fell on the spot. They were seriously injured by Jianguang. The shoulders and chest were cut and formed a **** scorpion. It looked shocking and terrifying.

However, Jianguang is still like a waterfall, drowning, and several attacks in succession, even the three days of the patriarchal can not resist.

About a quarter of an hour, the hidden three days, Xu Yin also fell to the ground, all the wounds, the strength of the body was broken, they were blind, and even a little resistance.

"You are too weak!"

At this time, Lin Biao came over and looked at the crowds. He said coldly. "The road to the gods is too dangerous. Therefore, the anti-God will not pick mediocrity. This is the first test. It can be sustained. I fight against the gods and fight side by side."

Red fruit earthquake!

However, the people lying on the ground, the eyes are bright, especially Xu Yin, the three days of the patriarchal, have seen the horrific destruction of the gods, how eager they can temper with the anti-God.

This is the world of the military, the weak meat, such as the monster, the level is strict.

If there is no such strength, it will not be able to stand in front of them. But everyone is holding a breath. They are the leaders of all major families and sects.

They have to fight against the Buddha!

They want to get approval from the gods!

"Roar……"

Xu Yin and Hidden singer screamed for three days, squatting on the knees and trying to adjust their weights. Others also gnawed their teeth and everyone seemed to be extremely persistent.

They are not idiots!

It is in this way of assassination that telling them how dangerous the road to God is, or to support this test, or to go home.

After a few hours, people stood up and continued to stare at the Quartet, hard to fight the Jianguang that flew.

Under the strong pressure of the gods, they are rejuvenating, such as the light butterfly...

The sun is raining.

Penetrating a strain of old trees, sprinkled on the volcano of God, also illuminating a cave.

Different from the three-day battle of the sacred ancestors, the younger generation of the sects of the gods have entered the state of sitting, and the road of the gods is extraordinary, and it is also a huge test they are welcoming.

That is the first battle they took out of the country and set foot on the Shenwu continent!

No one can slack off!

Ye Xinran, Hidden, Qin Ao, and Lin Biao are all retreats. They must attack the higher realm and meet the challenge with the most powerful combat power.

Tsundere Bird, Liu Shushu, Ling Qing, Yunxi, and Dugu Rainy Moon are also serious, and they are prepared seriously. They also have to leave the country of Wu, accompanied by Ling Feng, **** gods.

"Half time."

Lingfeng disk is sitting in the grotto. At this festival, no one will disturb him.

For the holy land of God, he is also full of wild vision, I am afraid that it is also the Shenwu continent, the oldest force to date, there must be a big secret, and what he has to do is to lead the anti-God to kill.

Compared with the Warring States and the Holy Island, it is indeed the existence of the hegemony. There are few forces that can compete for it. However, in the whole Shenwu continent, it is still inferior, even if Ye Xinran, I dare not say that I am the first person in the younger generation.

Therefore, the holy land of God is also a crucial step.

"it's time!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and his eyes sparkled.

For him, the ancient Wuta is the source, but he has always been jealous of this ancient martial tower, but when he condensed the power of ancient martial arts, the meaning of jealousy disappeared. Instead, it is a joy.

Because, from this moment, Guwu Tower will become his real weapon.

"A heavy door, condensing the ancient blood, then, the double door?" Ling Feng grinned.

Guwu Tower, each door is a different space, there is a six-armed **** in a heavy door, the fighting power is unparalleled in the world, and he has condensed the ancient blood.

It is precisely because of this that he can concise the power of the gods.

Soon after, the road to the gods will be opened, and Ling Feng decided to push the two doors of the ancient Wuta.

Immediately, he sat cross-legged, calm, and the power of the gods is along the ancient blood, back up, into the soul of the sea, under the shade of Taiyi Zhenshui, it also blooms a faint golden glow.

The ancient tower stands in the sea of ​​souls. It is fixed on the ocean of Taiyizheng, and the scent of the wildness is floating out. It shocks this space. Even if this is not the first time that Lingfeng saw the ancient Wuta, it is still full of shock. .

Above a heavy door.

The double door is more quaint, about 30 feet in length, and it looks like a mountain peak. It is magnificent and shakes for nine days and ten places. It shakes the water and spits out a golden light.

The above is carved with a trace of quaintness, like a silk thread, circling, forming an ancient picture, looking far away, like a star.

"Family familiar with the ancient map."

Ling Feng’s eyes flashed and he thought of his ancient Wuxi blood vision. It seems to be very similar to this ancient figure. However, this ancient picture is far less vivid than his ancient Wu blood vision, so deep and profound.

"The ancient Wuta will change due to the blood of the warrior?" Ling Feng thought.

Before this, the ancient picture carved on the double door is definitely not the same. It is obvious that this is the ancient Wuta that recognizes him bit by bit and fits him.

He didn't have much meditation because he needed not the answer but the power.

"come on!"

The power of the gods, the constant evolution, became the dominant of the spiritual mind, slowly became a person, and Ling Feng is the same, even the clothes are evolved from the power of the gods.

He walked to the front of the double door, his face was cold, his hands were forced and he pushed slowly.

"Booming..."

The next moment, Jin Guang masterpiece, too, the water is boiling, and it is rolling.

The entire ancient Wuta tower trembled, a deep starlight, from a heavy door to the nine-door, the frenzy as the pouring, in the soul of the sea.

However, this time Lingfeng was not backlashed, but instead pushed the double door step by step.

After all, the power of the gods is too overbearing. It combines two types of fire and the power of the body. This push is worth four hundred thousand kilograms, enough to push the double door.

"Oh, bang..."

With the dull sound of the earth moving, the double door was slowly pushed open. For a time, a vicissitude of the temperament swooped from the double door, causing Ling Feng to be shocked, and some species were thrown into the wild. The feeling of the world.

Immediately, the double door was completely opened.

Presented in front of Ling Feng is an empty space. The ground seems to be cast from Tianshengjin. However, after 100,000 years, even Tianshengjin lost its blaze and became ordinary.

"This is another way!"

Ling Feng's face is dignified, and the double door is too similar to a heavy door.

The same quietness, the same ancient, the same creepy.

At the beginning, he encountered a perverted six-armed **** in a heavy door, then, what monsters would be encountered in the double door.

"Can you not do this routine?"

Ling Feng carefully walked in and watched the depths of the darkness with vigilance. He worried that there would be a powerful beast hidden in it, such as the Golden-winged Dapeng, the Phoenix, and the Golden Dragon. When he appeared, he would shoot him half-dead.

However, what surprised him was that the imaginary terrorist beast did not appear, but the heavens and the earth were gloomy and scary.

"The time flow rate is normal."

Ling Feng looked strange, he did not feel the passage of time.

It is like another piece of heaven and earth separated by a double door, which makes him wonder. In general, the ancient Wuta nine-door, each weight will be more terrible than the previous one, but it is too quiet here.

"I'm not right." Ling Feng took a few more steps forward and browed. He has a strong sense of crisis.

"Boom!"

Turbulent, the double door closed, the dull voice, cut off the golden light outside, and let Ling Feng's heart jump.

"Hey!"

Finally, there was a wave of volatility in the double door, which was like a thunder.

Do not!

It was indeed a kind of lightning, flashing from the darkness, flying into the sky, smashing out, and quickly filled the sky, dazzling like the glow of the sun, but with the power to open the mountains and rivers.

"I rub!"

At this moment, Ling Feng Mao smashed up and took a step back.

The ancient Wuta is too noisy, and God knows that in the double door, it will form a sea of ​​thunder, and it will continue to gather together to form the depth of the nine heavens. Every heavy one will make Ling Feng’s heart stunned, and the next moment he will be So many thunders are broken into pieces.

What the **** is this.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, his face was distorted, and his nose was smashed.

He is already an ancient warrior. Guwuta seems to want to kill him. Can he not respect the inheritors?

Think about it, what is the feeling of Gu Wuchuan?

At this moment, Ling Feng feels that the ancient Wuta is too shameless. This is not a heritage, but abusing people.