Chapter 431 jin jin

The seven saints occupy seven directions, each of which is very particular and seems to be some kind of joint killing array.

Zhu Zhu, who is particularly familiar with the rune array, can't see what kind of joint killing array they want to use, but he is indeed very clear that this kind of killing array must be very powerful, making him feel a crisis.

There was an inexplicable vigilance against danger, and Zhu Zhu secretly alerted himself.

"Lord, gather all the disciples of your lineage quickly. Let's enter the Pig Emperor Hall first..."

Zhu Zhu secretly sent a self-trieve to the head of the Ping family beside him. He had realized that it was not good and made plans to send all the disciples of Ping Keer to the Pig Emperor's Hall.

"The owner knows your kindness, but forget it! We are born from the Ping family, and we die as ghosts of the royal beast family!" The owner of the Ping family shook his head slightly, sighed, and replied to Zhu Zhu.

Zhu Zhu's anger gushed out. If it hadn't been for Ke'er's biological father, he really wanted to do this to this ignorant guy. Who... Does he want to die?

Don't you even understand the truth that you don't have to worry about burning firewood?

"The green mountains are there, and I'm not afraid that there is no firewood!" Master Zhu stared at the head of the Ping family with hatred, gritted his teeth, and warned the head of the Ping family in this way.

"Little brother! We understand that you are for our good, but this is always a matter within our royal beast family... Alas, we really can't leave!"

Ke'er's uncle, the respectable middle-aged man's face was full of sighs, and his eyes were full of apology.

Zhu Zhu frowned. To be honest, he really couldn't understand the ideas of these people, but he understood that it seemed to have nothing to do with leaving Qingshan without worrying about firewood. They have grievances.

What kind of hardship makes the head of the Ping family have to stay in this broken place and dare not escape?

"There are countless practitioners in this direct line, and practitioners can escape, but ordinary people belonging to their lineage can't escape... There are millions of such ordinary people..."

The timely voice of Ping Sixing made Zhu understand, which made him have a big head. The royal beast family is really huge. There are also millions of members of the royal beast family living outside, and the number of people in this holy place of practice is simply countless.

This is the background!

With such a huge number, it is really a meteorology that can only be possessed for ten thousand years. With such a huge base and quite good genes, you can imagine the number of talented disciples from the royal beast family...

Master Zhu is depressed. He can't count the ordinary population alone, and the practitioners are counted in millions, but what about their Xuantian? So far, the number of disciples is only 300,000, and they are not completely single-minded.

He finally understood why in the power of the human race, the power of the six major families is stronger than the nine sects. This is the cohesion brought by the blood.

"Nima... So the pig has to fight with these saints?" The depression in Zhu Zhu's heart can be imagined.

The seven saints in front of him are powerful and boundless. They are united to use the joint killing array to deal with him. It can be imagined that the terrible power broke out.

And the other party is not afraid of his huge number of thunderbolts and dares to take action, which shows that the other party is confident that he can resist the explosion of thunderbolts.

"These thunder can't hurt the young saint at all. With him resisting, it really can't hurt other saints..." Zhu Zhu muttered and collected the thunder all over the sky.

Since the thunder can't hurt the other party, it can't be wasted.

"Unclezu, what kind of joint attack technique do these guys use?" Zhu Zhu looked at the seven saints who were constantly changing directions in the air, but always maintained a fixed formation, and asked in a low voice.

However, Ke's uncle's answer is also sighing. The saint who has lived for hundreds of years and has a great status in the royal beast family also did not know that the royal beast family had this kind of joint attack.

And now the imprisoned rune array shrouded the valley. Obviously, the seven saints do not want Zhu Zhu to escape.

"Humph..."

Zhu Zhu snorted coldly and felt the breath of the seven saints getting bigger and bigger, and his eyes flashed with a human-eating luster. Immediately, he passed the sound to his uncle Ke'er and taught him a joint killing array.

How intelligent is Ke'er uncle? With Zhu Zhu's detailed explanation, he soon understood the essence of this set of killing arrays, secretly collected the other three saints, and carefully realized it.

"Zhu Zhu! You must be careful! These seven old guys haven't summoned their own beasts yet. If they summon their own beasts, their strength can be improved by several levels..."

Ping Zhengto, the head of the Ping family, warned Zhu Zhu with a solemn face.

Zhu Zhu's heart is cold, isn't it? He hasn't summoned the beast yet. You should know that every disciple of the royal beast family has his own destiny beast, human and beast practitioners, and the explosive combat effectiveness is not as simple as one plus one...

This is a dead end!

Zhu finally understood how ridiculous the previous decisive words were. It turned out that in the eyes of others, he was really a clown. He had already pinched him in the palm of his hand, and it seemed quite difficult for him to jump out of the palm of his hand!

"Zhu Zhu! We will give you another chance to hand over the Pig Emperor's Hall quickly for us to refine, otherwise we will capture you and kill you Xuantian..."

The seven saints finally stopped changing. The young saint's face was solemn and serious, staring at Zhu Zhu closely, waiting for Zhu Zhu's reply.

"Hmm! Master Pig was not scared!"

Zhu Zhu is also a stubborn person. Even in the face of seven saints, it is like facing a huge mountain, and he is an ant climbing at the bottom of the mountain, he will not change his mind.

If you don't change, maybe you don't want to change, maybe you can't change. For any reason, Mr. Zhu is determined not to change.

"Kill!"

After seven bursts of shouting, Zhu Zhu saw the terrible power from the seven saints. These forces gathered together, and thousands of strands of fine silks thinner than hair were born from nothingness, entangling him up.

jump...

Zhu Zhu ran the pig emperor's body, and the violent power spread out, and the filigree broke, but soon he was entangled by the filigree in the sky, which was endless.

His face changed.

"Hmm! I don't know what's good or bad! If it hadn't been for the trouble of refining the Pig Emperor's Hall, how could I have said so many good things to you? You really don't know how to praise. The seven of us have imprisoned you before we tried our best. What else do you want?

The sarcastic saying of the young saint.

Previously, Zhu Zhu was extremely arrogant and rejected their proposal, which made them unable to get the Pig Emperor Hall smoothly, and their rampant appearance made them jealous.

Now, they have shown their strength and detained this rampant little guy. Unless their own power is exhausted, these filaments will continue to be born, and they will not be afraid of Zhu Zhu to destroy it.

Zhu Zhu can't jump out of their palms!

Thousands of strands of thin silk wrapped Zhu Zhu tightly. Soon, Zhu Zhu was completely covered like a silkworm cocoon.

And inside the silkworm cocoon made of fine silk, there is a continuous sound of jumping, which is caused by Zhu Zhu's continuous jumping off the filaments.

"Hmm! It's really unself-eving! We imprisoned the little guy as soon as we took action, and he couldn't jump out of our palms!" A saint sneered.

"Let's not talk about this, since we have imprisoned him, shall we go to the ancestor now? As long as the ancestor takes action, we will definitely refine the Pig Palace. At that time, we can completely control the royal beast family..."

Another saint glanced at the head of the Ping family and others, saying indifferently.

However, they can't make a decision, because it is the young saint who really makes the decision.

The young saint was silent, and he seemed to be settled. If it hadn't been for the continuous power pouring out of his body, everyone would have really thought that he had settled down.

Suddenly, the young saint opened his eyes, with a sharp color in his eyes, and he went straight to the four saints, including Ke'er's uncle and ancestors.

"Do you still want to save him?" The young saint shouted coldly.

Ke'er uncle smiled indifferently, and the other three saints stood up in a specific direction with him as the center and transmitted their strength to Ke'er's uncle.

hong...

The breath of Ke'er's uncle continued to rise, and soon reached his own limit and reached the peak of the sixth-order saint, but soon the face of the young saint changed, because Ke'er's breath was still rising.

But it soon stopped, but this breath completely changed the color of the seven saints, and their faces became extremely ugly.

The seventh-order saint!

Kier's uncle has reached the level of the seventh-order saint!

Although the sixth-order saints and seventh-order saints are only a small class apart, these saints understand the gap.

A seventh-order saint can definitely sweep ten sixth-order saints.

Ke'er's uncle suddenly rose into the air, while the three saints stood in place. Their strength seemed to have eyes and rushed into Ke'er's body, maintaining the strength of Ke'er's seventh level.

"Quick release Zhu Zhu!"

Ke'er's uncle shouted loudly.

"Hmm! Dream!"

Uncle Ke'er's face turned dark, his hands turned over, and a broken dragon gun appeared in his hand. He stabbed him suddenly, and the tip of the gun burst into a bright light and went straight to the silkworm cocoon.

"Call the beast!" The young saint shouted, and inexplicable power surged from his body. Suddenly, a strong golden lion appeared on the soles of his feet, powerful, violent and breathless.

And the other six saints also summoned their own beasts one after another. For a moment, the roar of the beasts was endless, and the wild breath flowed in this world.

Ding!

Thousands of strands of filaments are like forged from fine steel, but Uncle Zu's broken dragon shot on it, making a metallic crisp sound.

The silkworm cocoon has not changed at all, and the sound of jumping inside has also weakened a lot.