Chapter 1734 A Palm Breaks the Fantasy Sky

"That's enough. The rest is luck. As a person, my luck has always been bad!" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows, and that is, time returned.

"Then I will wish my uncle in advance that the flag will win!" Hearing this, the time, the roaring moon god Yuan Changsheng said.

Zhong Yuan nodded and didn't say much. That is, time, he led some of the monks of the Mushen Sect and left the [Guang] field.

Immediately after him, Yuan Changsheng, the roaring moon god, saluted Kuimu wolf Li Xiong, and then left with some of the remaining Mu Shenzong monks and went to the world where the first interface was located to grab the stone veins.

Mu Shenzong, in an instant, it was empty. However, no one is worried about the safety of Mu Shenzong, either Yuan Changsheng, the god of the roaring moon, or other elders and disciples. The reason is very simple. The four Jupiters, Kui Mu Lang, Jiao Mu Jiao, Dou Mu Yan and Jing Mu Yan, are sitting here. Unless they are crazy, no one dares to come here to make trouble. That's almost the same as looking for death.

As for Panguism, this is not the case. That's the common rule between them and the interception. They will not come here, and correspondingly, Kui Mulang and others will not go to the base camp of Pangu Shintoism to make trouble.

Zhong Yuan and his party went directly to the reception hall. When they came, just now, the moon god Niu Zheng and his party left the mouth Zhongyuan without delay. Immediately, they urged the array, evolved the gate of Daluo, and went directly to the place where the third interface was located.

At the moment when the gate of Daluo appeared, a desolate mountain appeared in front of them with a desolate atmosphere and came to their faces...

Zhong Yuan stood outside the gate of Daluo. An induction, in an instant, he found that this is a dead continent, which is not suitable for the survival of the living at all. On the contrary, it is a hell space more similar to the life of ghosts and fierce ghosts. Zhong Yuan has some doubts about such a space, which can be completely the same spiritual mineral vein as the world of the living.

However, he also knew that now, it was not the time to study this, so after a meal, the bento industry stepped out first and stepped out of the gate of the Daluo.

Immediately after that, a monk of the Mushen Sect also crossed the border and came to this continent that seemed to be the area of the dead.

"Come with me!"

Zhong Yuan shouted, and when he flew up first, turned into a streamer, and went away in one direction. A group of wooden monks naturally follow each other closely.

For Zhong Yuan's half-hearted, none of them is convinced. It's not that these disciples of the Mushen Sect's understanding of enlightened stone veins is not as good as an outsider like Zhong Yuan. However, in Zhong Yuan's hand, he has a sky-watching mirror, which is a treasure that shines through the three worlds and six directions, and it is a treasure that controls a large world. With such a treasure, Zhong Yuan is very difficult to find mistakes.

He flew away all the way, about a quarter of an hour, and then he came to a boundary full of peaks.

These peaks are not very high, but about a few hundred feet, but they seem to be particularly huge, stretching for millions of miles.

At this time, Zhong Yuan said, "Those enlightened stone veins are distributed in this mountain system. Among them, the largest one is at our feet, which is a main vein. In addition, there are eight branches. This is the specific position. You act separately and go to extract it! Try to exhaust the enlightened stone veins here as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, after hearing the information told by Zhong Yuan, these absolute elites of the Mushen Sect couldn't help but be stunned. There was nothing they could do. This position was really too accurate. Accurate, just like these enlightened stone veins, which are not naturally generated, but buried by Zhong Yuan himself in it. Size trend, evolution, diversion, MM, etc. are all available. They were also quite proud of their experience of finding pulses before. In the face of the information given by Zhong Yuan, it can be burned as waste paper.

However, I was relieved to think that Zhong Yuan had a sky-watching mirror. Then, one by one, they all replied loudly, "Yes! Obey the order of the ancestor!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone wanted to leave.

However, they had not yet flown up alone. With a long roar, it sounded from the void, and then a door appeared from the clouds above their heads.

First, a monk came out of the inside.

This monk is tall, handsome, gorgeous in clothes, holding a folding fan. Looking at the posture, he is not like a monk who often fights, but like the prince in the mortal world.

However, there was no monk in the scene, including Zhong Yuan, who dared to despise him. Because the ethereal and powerful breath on him seems to be no longer, but it shows his identity.

This monk in white is a Daluo god.

Zhong Yuan, from the image and temperament of the Daluo god, in an instant, he was the magic god Zhu Langfeng, who Mu Shenzong wanted to kill.

"What a coincidence. It saves you other business!" Zhong Yuan said secretly in his heart.

At this time, Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, shook his fan and said, "I now declare that all the mineral veins here are from our Pangu gods. If you have nothing to do with it, let's disperse quickly!" Don't make me think that you are the people who coveted the mineral veins of our Pangu God Religion. In that case, your end may not be very good!"

"That is, let's go quickly one by one, so that we can still leave a little life and continue Xun Yan's asthma. Otherwise, if you bury your life here, you won't even have a chance for Xun Yan's asthma!"

"The Taoist friend of the Mushen Sect, who knows the current affairs, leave quickly, otherwise, we will kill!"

After Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, a group of Pangu god monks who came out recently, one by one, were also good at echoing the words of Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god. Obviously, their situation has not been carried out once or twice. What they said is extremely smooth and familiar, which can be called a phonic recitation.

As usual, the monks of the Mushen Sect can only swallow their anger and leave silently. They are fierce-hearted, and they are just a few moves with the other party, so they leave sadly and dare not fight back head-on at all. I can't help it. In fact, they don't have enough weight to suppress the array. The opponent's people can destroy their lives with a casual blow.

But it's different now. They have such a peerless master as Zhong Yuan. One by one, their hearts are very high. How can they stand such provocation? When it is, they fight back one by one.

"It's you who should leave! In this world, there are rules in the world. First come, first served is the most basic one. Although this rule is simple, it is not something that those cats and dogs can destroy. If you want to destroy it, you'd better weigh your own weight first. Don't think that you are outstanding among cats and dogs, and you can be compared with others!"

"That's right, with your ability, you dare to learn from others to threaten people. I really don't know how to write dead words! However, if you really want to die, you can say it directly. We are most fond of helping others. It must be to fulfill your idea!"

"I advise you to leave as soon as the back road is still there. Otherwise, there is no way to say that you just want to escape, and you have no chance!"

In the face of the words and counterattack of the monks of the Mushen Sect, who had been suppressed by them for several years, for a moment, the junior disciples of Pangu Shen Sect were stunned. Because they really can't imagine why the other party has such courage. They looked over it. There was no Daluo Shenjun in the other party's camp. Such verbal provocation, in their opinion, is purely looking for death.

However, they were confused, but Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, was not confused at all. Almost in the blink of an eye, he stared at Zhong Yuan.

Although Zhong Yuan is just a half-step monk, out of the existence of the same extreme physical training, he can feel the huge power hidden in Zhong Yuan's body. Even faintly, he felt a threat. Although that feeling is very faint, it still exists in the end.

At this moment, after Zhu Langfeng was silent for a moment, he said again, "What's the name of this Taoist friend? Think about it, you are such a bold reliance of these disciples of the Mushen Sect!"

"Yes, I'm Zhong Yuan. I came here today for Zhu Daoyou for a while. I don't know, does Zhu Daoyou have the courage to go to the meeting?" Zhong Yuan had no hesitation, that is, time, and then went back.

Hearing this, Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, figured out something at that time. After a smile, he said, "All right, Zhong Daoyou, I have played all these tricks. Don't show off in front of me. If you want to have a little time with me, I don't mind giving you some advice here. However, if you want me to lead you somewhere, I advise you not to have such a dream. Because I will never go there!"

"Is this the hero hidden in the Mushen Sect? This is really lame. Unexpectedly, if you want to use the scheme of the Magic Master to deal with the Magic Master, how can you not be seen through?

"Yes, but it can also be understood. After all, everyone's intelligence has its limits. It can't be said that this Zhong Daoyou has reached his own limit, and it is impossible to think of a more smarter plan!"

"That's right!"

Zhong Yuan didn't care about the comments of the monks of Pangu Shenjiao. He smiled faintly and said, "Since Zhu Daoyou is so flattering and willing to point me out, it's better for me to be respectful than to obey!"

While talking, Zhong Yuan's whole body was shocked. Under Zhou's body, the law of tens of thousands of power flew out, divided into two groups, condensed, and turned into a god axe and six reincarnations. Then, the opening of the heavenly axe turned into a brand, which was added to the six reincarnations.

Six reincarnations, between the slight rotation, the infinite light and rain, poured down, blessing Zhong Yuan's body.

"Pit me up, silence the thunder hand!"

While talking, Zhong Yuan shook his arm and slapped it out.

"Boom"

In an instant, the void was broken and extended to the front of Zhu Langfeng, the magic god. A huge palm purely condensed from black and white thunder, like a shadow, came with him and patted the magic god Zhu Langfeng.

At this moment, Zhu Langfeng, the magic god, was going crazy.

Originally, he thought that Zhong Yuan was amazing. He was a golden fairy monk who could break the barrier of Daluo. He was used by the Mu Shenzong to make up the number and lured himself into the trap. Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuan was not only able to break the Daluo barrier, but also his strength was not low. Although he was quite inferior to him, he was not an ordinary Daluo god.

This, that's all right, but Zhong Yuan's power, unexpectedly increased by nearly 50 times in a short moment, and his power was suppressed in an instant.

Now, Zhong Yuan is like the way of heaven, and Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, is a small ant under the way. Originally, the situation of the two was interchangeable, and such a short-term change made Zhu Langfeng a little difficult to accept for a while.

Fortunately, Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, is a determined person after all! In an instant, he forcibly suppressed all the shocks and doubts in his heart, and threw himself into the enemy with all his strength.

The reason why Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, has this title is that his illusion is so good that it can be fake. Therefore, at this moment, he still wants to use this hand to transfer his real body out and let an incarnation bear the powerful and earth-shaking blow.

Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, has a good idea, and he did it. However, when he quietly retreated towards the Daluo people, he sensed that a long golden rainbow came into the air, and in an instant, he put it on his body and bound it to an explanation.

"Dunlong Pile!"

At that time, Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, was shocked again. Then he relaxed a little, "It turns out that it's not real, it's just a magic. Break it!"

Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, was about to exert his own strength. When he shattered the magic power of this escape dragon pile, another huge palm appeared beside him.

The palm of the hand is crystal clear, black and white, intersected, like turning Taiji, quite a sense of beauty. However, after Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, saw it, his face changed greatly, and he couldn't help exclaiming, "No!"

As soon as the words came out, this black-and-white palm slapped Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god. At that time, the head of Zhu Langfeng, the phantom god, was smashed with one palm, and the rest of the body also collapsed, and countless blood arrows rushed dozens of feet away. The tragedy is really indescribable. To be continued