Chapter 21 The Ancient Tomb

Shark Pollard fights against Mo Tong and black and white. In one round, life and death are hanging on the front line. Although he has the king of war axe that dominates the world, he is the world's heroes like Mo Tong.

The white wheel is really sharp. From afar, it is only the size of a fallen leaf, but when it is close to the enemy, it suddenly becomes bigger, cutting the space like a grinding disc, killing Shaw Pollard, Motong's paint-black machete, not to say, shocking the world, carrying unparalleled majeure majesty, and cracking the universe. .

Shake Pollard opened his eyes in horror and looked at the two grinding discs, a heavenly knife, and cut himself straight. At the moment of the alternation of life and death, he turned his efforts and struggles into nothing. He was arrogant and invincible, and finally buried a cup of loess!

buzz!

Just as Bai Sha's two wheels cut at Shaw Pollard's neck, the two dry hands suddenly enlarged, buzzed, and firmly grasped the wheel. The wheel rotated crazily and wanted to get rid of the capture of the big hand, but did not move.

The big hand-held roulette, suddenly split down, and there was a metal tremor. The roulette collap abruptly hit the machete, which made the world turbulent, the space was broken, and a sharp roar cut through the sky and went straight to the sky.

It was the sloppy old man who took action. He stretched his hands flat and his arms were suddenly elongated. Unexpectedly, he was not afraid of the black and white double evil and the magic blade. He grabbed the wheel with one hand and took the machete directly.

This empty-handed effort to grab the white blade can be said to be pure, reaching the supreme level of peak.

After avoiding a blow, the sloppy old man was not slow at all. His big hand rolled up in the air, and in an instant, he actually brought Shaw Boradra to his side.

This series of actions dazzled Kowloon. When he reacted, Shock Pollard was close to him, looking at each other, rubbing a series of hatred between ignition and petrification.

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous!

The sloppy old man turned a deaf ear to the hatred of the two. He smiled and carefully took a large number of Shaw Pollard, full of kindness, as if he were looking at his own descendants.

Shake Pollard turned his eyes to the sloppy old man, looked at him for a moment, quickly bowed down and said respectfully, "Thank you for saving my life!"

"Hey! Hey!" The sloppy old man seemed to have not heard it. Hey hey, he smiled dryly. The old man's appearance couldn't help laughing, but his heart turned white. "This old man must have a very deep relationship with Xiao Pollard!"

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Mo Tong and the black and white double evil hit together. Since they were stopped by the old man, they were also shocked. Mo Tong turned around, looked at the sloppy old man, and said fiercely, "Old man, you didn't keep your promise and actually saved that boy. The sub-god-level peak strong man actually played this middle-child game!"

"Manniu, go. The King of War Axe already has a master. As for whether to save this little guy or not, it's my own business!"

"Hmm!" When Mo Tong heard this, he suddenly shouted coldly, but there was nothing he could do.

"Hey! Hey!" The sloppy old man glanced over Mo Tong's figure and looked at the black and white evil spirits. Sharp light burst out of his eyes one after another, and then immediately disappeared. The appearance of the old urchin appeared again, "You two little guys, go, it's not difficult for you!"

Black and white looked at each other and knew that it was not the old man's opponent. Unexpectedly, he didn't say a word and disappeared, leaving only a circle of space to slowly ripple. The sloppy old man looked at the two figures and looked at Mo Tong again. He hummed and said, "The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. Bull, you can choose for yourself!"

Hua!

Suddenly, Mo Tong suddenly raised the machete. With a yo, the machete suddenly became longer, crossed a strange arc, and directly cut the old man. The old man's eyes were sharp and his hands were fast. He grabbed it with his big hand. With a click, he directly broke the huge machete. When he came to his senses, there was still Mo Tong, and the machete was just An energy blade.

The sloppy old man smiled and turned his eyes to Kowloon, Chrysler saint and Shaw Pollard. Looking at the sudden look of the sloppy old man's sudden look, Jiulong was shocked. What on earth is the old man doing?

"Kid, do you want to find your little lady, old man, I'll take you somewhere!"

The sloppy old man would not say it kindly, no matter what Jiulong and others thought. Suddenly, he waved his hands, cluttered, and flew directly to the sky. Jiulong only felt himself standing in the air. He looked down blankly and was suddenly shocked. In an instant, this was another world.

The vast mountains are endless, and there is white snow at the top of the mountain. The mountains are overgrown with vegetation, and warcrafts appear from time to time. It is really endless, and the wings have long disappeared.

Suddenly, a magnificent view came into my eyes, went straight into the sky, and stood upright between heaven and earth. As far as Kowloon's eyes could see, there was a cloud and fog. In a moment, the white ape wailed and the elk shouted, and it turned out to be a fairyland.

The sloppy old man stood with his hands behind his back, followed by Kowloon, Chrysler saint and Shaw Pollard. Suddenly, his hands were imprinted, and the long river-like black fighting spirit surged. He crossed the sky and directly entangled tens of thousands of yuan.

All of a sudden, the sky turned upside down, time and space moved, and boomed! A huge sound directly shook the space, and the sky was turbulent. At this moment, the thousands of dollars suddenly began to collapse, and huge stone mountains fell down.

Kowloon exerted his spiritual strength and tried his best to feel what had happened. He only heard the roar. In a blink of an eye, a golden ancient tomb appeared in front of Kowloon. As soon as this ancient tomb appeared, it suddenly shone brightly, and the bright golden light lit up the sky of the earth.

The appearance of the ancient tomb is simple and vicissitudes. It is in the shape of a three-step pyramid. On the top of the tower stands a dark and ink-like palace, against the diffuse golden light on the tower body, which is even more unpredictable. The whole tomb exudes a mysterious and vast atmosphere. The space seems to be distorted around it, and it seems to be illusory. , erratic.

The sloppy old man looked at the ancient tomb and swept away the previous decadence. His eyes burst into sharp light. Suddenly, he shouted, "Open!"

Hua!

The palace gate standing at the top of the pyramid cracked a gap, and a gloomy breath rushed towards it, and suddenly scattered the whole sky.

A huge black whirlpool suddenly formed and continued to rotate, as if to devour everything. Jiulong only felt like a dragonfly. In the face of this powerful devouring power, there was no power to fight back.

With a roar, Jiulong quickly raised his true spirit and wrapped himself tightly, trying to resist the phagocation, but it had no effect. With a crash, the sky turned around, and the time and space were distorted. Jiulong only felt that he had entered an unknown space.

A dizziness hit. Sometime, he fell asleep quietly. The sloppy old man looked at the three streamers in the ancient tomb, turned over his big hand and shouted again, "Hi!"

Boom! The door of the hall suddenly closed, and the golden light of the whole pyramid slowly converged. In an instant, it became colorless. The blue stone slowly displayed and grew rapidly. In a blink of an eye, the thousands of profits suddenly formed, and the clouds surrounded it, and nothing seemed to have happened.

The sloppy old man looked down at Wanzhang Liqi and saw four big characters carved on Liqi!

"Tongtian Ancient Tomb!"

Looking silently at the four words "Tongtian Ancient Tomb", the sloppy old man sighed, "The ancient tomb of nine deaths, four people go in, I'm afraid no one will come out!"

The faint sighs drifted across the top of the mountain, and countless echoes disappeared into the clouds. For a long time, the figure of the sloppy old man had long disappeared.

On the top of a white cloud, the ethereal sound of the piano rippled and melodiously, shuttling between the white clouds. Helen gently plucked the strings, and the ethereal sound of the piano was played by her. At the end of a song, Helen slowly opened her eyes and looked down at the earth, and everything was in her eyes.

He watched the ancient tomb open, and the figure of Jiulong slowly integrated into it. There was no sadness or joy on his face, but his heart was full of mixed flavors. Finally, it only turned into a faint sigh, "Kowloon, when you leave the ancient tomb, it is time for us to meet!"

In the 100,000 red mountains, Qingyan sat cross-legged. When Kowloon entered the ancient tomb, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at the sky. Suddenly, he sighed, "Kowloon, I'm waiting for you to come back. At that time, my injury should be healed!"

In a palace full of weapons, Ares, the god of war, looked down on the earth and suddenly laughed, "Lord Vulten injured the gods, but I was the only one who kept a low profile and avoided this great crisis. It really helped me! The era of the God of War is coming!"

"Shake Pollard, my descendant, don't live up to my painstaking arrangement! Thirty years later, you will be the first envoy under my command!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

The Temple of the Goddess of Love is also known as the Hunting Temple. At this moment, Lawen, the goddess of love, slowly opened her eyes, watched the Chrysler saint enter the ancient tomb, gently stroked the two red peach hearts on the bow in her hand, smiled strangely, turned her eyes again, looked at the clouds on the top of the sky, and said slowly: "Cloud God Sea Lun, you can't fight against me. The meaning of the hunting god is with the hunting heart!"