Chapter 131 The Saint of Zulong's Secret Land

Zhong Shan and Ying are the first to arrive at Zulong's secret place.

With the opening of the entrance to Zulong's secret world. In the whole ancestral dragon, the wind and clouds changed for a while. The world is everywhere, and there is a huge shaking of aura.

The peerless strongmen who are closed everywhere have gone out of the customs one after another.

The entrance is in the west of Zulong's secret territory.

In the Western territory, countless strong people felt the direction of the powerful breath and stepped out one after another. In a magnificent Taoist church, the world is full of vast blue power.

[Middle] The entrance of the central hall.

A man in a blue robe stepped out, followed by a group of disciples.

"Reverence to saints. This time, the aura of heaven and earth is fluctuating, and a hundred disciples in the blue holy land are traumatized!" Soon a subordinate came forward to report.

"Master, this breath is so strong. Have other saints broken into the West?" A disciple behind the blue saint asked.

"Don't be impatient and wait for me to come back!" The blue saint said lightly.

"Yes!" Everyone answered immediately.

The blue saint disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Zulong's secret exit.

As soon as Ying and Zhong Shan came in, they immediately began to feel the law of heaven and earth in this world, and their subordinates quickly adapted to the law of heaven and earth. How is it different from the world?

As for the battlefields on both sides below, no one cares, because this red and blue camp can't get into the vision of Win and Zhongshan at all. Zhong Shan felt it. Stepping down, Zhong Shan's eyebrows were slightly locked.

The altar of heaven and earth is gone. Can't you feel the altar of heaven and earth here? This is no longer a big world.

At the same time, Zhongshan also felt the heavenly vein of the army.

"Buzz!"

A white vein appeared behind Zhongshan.

The power of heaven is still available, but Zhongshan feels that the heavenly vein of this soldier seems to be slightly different from the outside world. Zhong Shan's military veins soon disappeared, and Wang Ske, Jin Peng and others quickly showed their respective veins.

"Holy King, I can't unite the way of heaven!" Dao Ren Tu was surprised and said.

Look at others one by one. Dao Ren Tu was shocked to find that he couldn't. Why? How is that possible?

Everyone looked at the knife man slaughter in surprise.

"Emperor of Heaven, I can't unite the power of heaven!" The sidelines also opened their mouths.

The ancient immortals have no pressure, because they themselves cannot condense the power of heaven, but they are extremely surprised by the situation of Bai Qi and Dao Ren Tu.

"Hmm!" Win and nod.

It seems that he also understands what's going on.

"I know!" Zhong Shan also nodded.

Daoren Tu doesn't say more. "Obviously, before entering the secret realm of Zulong, I learned from Mr. Corpse that the heavenly path in it is only one-third of the world, and the Daoren Tu and Bai Qi's heavenly path are just no longer listed.

A group of people in Daxi and Daqin are constantly in line with the way of heaven.

This scene can scare people on both sides of the battlefield below.

"Heaven, heaven, heaven!" The leader of the red armor exclaimed.

The way of heaven? Does it fit the way of heaven? The leader of the red armor naturally understands what the concept is, and the strong man who can fit the way of heaven is also the most top existence in the world.

But there are so many people in front of them. Well, who the hell are they?

People on both sides dare not breathe, and no one dares to speak.

"Sir, how do you feel now?" Win and look at Gui Guzi. Zhongshan also looked at Gui Guzi. After all, he is the only saint of the world here.

Gui Guzi's face suddenly appeared, and the vague feeling disappeared. Gui Guzi pulled up the brim of his hat and covered his face.

shook his head gently and said, "Here," the throne of the world disappeared. I am no longer a saint!"

Everyone was amazed. In this place, even the position of a saint can be recorded? Zulong's secret place is really extraordinary.

While everyone was feeling each other, suddenly, several powerful breaths rushed over in the distance.

"Bow!" "Bow!" Bb!" ..................“......

A strong wind blew, and eight strong men stood in the air. He looked at this sudden group of people in astonishment.

The eight strong men looked at each other. Obviously, these eight people also knew each other and should also be famous strong people nearby.

Two emperors? And that big hole?

"Who are you waiting for? Which holy court is it? What happened here? One of them suddenly shouted.

A ostentatious tone came from that population.

"Get out of here!" Jin Peng snorted coldly.

With this cold hum, a piercing chill filled the group of people's [body], and the eight people were immediately thrilled.

The eight people looked at Jin Peng in horror, and also heard the strength of Jin Peng from this sound, and the divine consciousness was explored. He was shocked by Jin Peng's consciousness, and his heart was severely damaged on the spot.

Eight people were frightened. Who the hell is this group? Why is that man so strong? And it seems that he is still a subordinate. His subordinates are so strong. Those two emperors?

The eight people didn't dare to say more. They saluted Zhong Shan and Ying slightly and quickly landed down.

But the leaders of the two sides of the previous battle were shocked. Is it true? These eight people, Zhongshan and his party, don't know each other, but they clearly understand that these eight people are the peerless strong people around them, and even their respective emperors will give three points when they see them. Did you get scolded as soft as soon as you came here?

The number of people coming is continuing, more and more. But at this time, there are fewer and fewer people who dare to provoke Zhong Shan and win. Because the eight people who are willing to fall behind have made many people understand everything. Zhong Shan and Ying had no time to pay attention to everyone, but continued to feel the world. The world is abnormal. One more understanding, one more strength.

"Buzz!"

Another powerful breath came. This time, the breath is much bigger than just now.

As soon as it came, the four-square trees folded their waists, and the bigger stage came out, and the sky and the earth were blue.

The man is dressed in white and looks extremely handsome. Standing there, an invisible breath gushed out.

"Is that the eldest disciple of the blue saint, quiet heart?" The person below recognized it and screamed.

"Quiet heart? Is the ancestor's quiet heart?" Another strong man screamed.

Ancestor fairy? The ancestral immortals seemed to ignite the [xing] of the strong. One by one, they showed extreme worship.

Zhidran, it was only the later group of people who worshipped, but the leaders of the two armies who had fought before were speechless at this moment. What should I say? Are the ancestors great?

Of course, although the leaders of the two armies disdained the exclamation of those strong men, no one dared to talk too much at this time.

Because there is no qualification.

"Which saint do you belong to"? Why did you come to my West? Do you know that the world was turbulent just now? He said in a quiet voice.

After the quiet heart, a heavenly path suddenly emerged, which was in line with the heavenly path, and a strong arrogance rushed towards Zhong Shan and others.

A powerful breath? Ancestral fairy?

Is this breath useful for Zhongshan and Ying? There is no need for two people to do it. Wang Jian and others are in the front, and Daqin and the people of Daqing can't bear the slightest influence.

Wang Jian stepped forward. The quiet heart's face changed.

"The ancestor? Are you also an ancestor?" Quiet and solemn. The road is solemn.

The strong men of the four directions have already held their breath. Do these people also have ancestors?

"Get out of here!" Wang Jian said in a low voice.

Wang Jian fell, and the strong men in all directions were at a loss. What's the tone?

"Well, do you want me to get out of here? It also depends on whether you have that ability or not!" The quiet heart is arrogant.

behind Wang Jian. Suddenly, there was a voice of dissatisfaction: "Noise!"

As soon as Wang Jian heard this, he immediately understood the meaning of winning.

"What did you say?" Quietly shouted.'s a lot.

Not to mention that the quiet heart is the nourishment of the saint's disciple, in terms of his strength, except for the saint in today's world. Who dares to talk to him like that? Noise? Is it noisy? Dare you say I'm noisy?

"Humph!" Wang Jian doesn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore. The Emperor of Heaven is impatient and must drive him away immediately.

tan shou, Wang Jian pulled out his blood sword from behind.

As soon as the blood sword came out, a murderous atmosphere filled the four directions. Feeling the blood light on the sword, the faces of the strong men in all directions changed, because at the moment the sword pulled out. People seem to feel an infernal hell. Countless ghosts call "This, how many people do you have to kill to form such a sword with such a heavy evil spirit.

And the quiet heart on the opposite side also changed his face. But it's more about anger.

The West, the West is the region of the Blue Holy Land. What does this group look like outside?

"Kill!"

Wang Jian stepped forward, fit the way of heaven, and the blood sword in his hand. Wave out with a sword.

"Poison nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"

A large void was blown up" with a sword and rushed to the other party's road.

The quiet heart's face changed greatly. Before the sword arrived, the momentum was achieved first, and a strong sense of war forced the quiet heart to feel cold.

"Boomnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!"

Quiet mind quickly took out the long sword to resist. A loud noise" The quiet heavenly way shook wildly, and the quiet heart flew hundreds of miles away. Most of the clothes were broken, and the hair was scattered. The face is pale. Spit out blood. And the long sword in the hand of the quiet heart was cut off. It has completed its lifelong mission.

One sword, one sword seriously hurts the quiet heart?

In the distance, the quiet heart is full of incredible, how can it be? How could this happen? I'm an ancestor, I'm an ancestor! How could he hurt me with a sword? It's impossible.

It's incredible that there is not only a quiet heart, but also countless strong people below. Many strong people shrank their necks after seeing this sword. Fortunately, they were good enough that they had previous interests and did not take the lead. This group of people is so evil.

Wang Jian defeated the quiet heart with one sword, which was especially not enough. The long sword danced, and once again cut the quiet heart in the distance with a sword. The strong sword was full of endless killing.

With a sword, the sky is full of shadows of thousands of horses, like a huge battlefield towards a quiet heart.

The strong man below was already speechless, and could only open his mouth and look at this scene in astonishment.

In the distance, the quiet heart was also full of sweat. Looking at this scene in horror, she quickly took out the weapon to resist, but the ancestral fairy in the ancestral dragon's secret realm seemed to be weak after all. It was not to kill Wang Jian's opponent who walked into the ancestor immortal.

Although Wang Jian has not been an ancestor for a long time, but. His way is completely fought, and his combat effectiveness is much higher than that of the strong at the same level.

"Hunnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~nnnnnn!"

The void shook, and the battlefield-like world waved by Wang Jian collapsed. A huge force blocked Wang Jian's sword. A huge black hole suddenly appeared in the void.

Wang Jian closed his sword and waited for it.

On the opposite side, after the black hole was filled, a blue robe slowly appeared. The man in blue robe had a clear face, like a mortal in his thirties. His face was indifferent, and a flash of anger and self-rightenness flashed in his eyes. He looked solemnly at the group of people opposite Ying and Zhongshan.

"Thank you, Master!" Quietly, with lingering fear, he quickly bowed to the man in blue.

"Blue saint, is that a blue saint?" Below, a strong man screamed.

Saint? Unexpectedly, he is a saint? The strong man below was excited. The strongest existence in the world, saints, saints are also coming?