Chapter 329: Marquis of Ding Kingdom

The mountains and rivers are the original magic weapon of Wu Hede. Once it is damaged, even Wu Hede's breath will decline sharply.

The void was cracked, and the purple electric disk was empty. A middle-aged man came out. The middle-aged man was dressed in a purple robe, carved dragons and phoenixes, which was extremely luxurious. The man's appearance was also powerful and extraordinary, bursting out a strong king's spirit, and there was a faint holy light on his body, as if he was destined to become a saint.

This middle-aged man stood in the void, like a group of days. People who were just breathless couldn't breathe and looked down.

"Why, Lord Wucheng, are you unconvinced?"

The middle-aged man's voice was not loud, but with a wave of pressure swept away, Wu Hede retreated repeatedly, and even Shen Chong in the distance could not stand the pressure and hurriedly retreated.

What a powerful breath. Even if it is not as good as Ji Changhua, it is much better than Mrs. Qiu Yan, who has a soul. Shen Chong was secretly surprised, and at the same time, he also felt that there was a familiar atmosphere in the visitor, which seemed to be the same magic power as he had practiced.

"Ding Guohou, it's you!" Wu Hede saw the face of the person and was shocked and angry, but he did not dare to take action again.

Shen Chong, Wu He Nian and Wu Yueying have already withdrawn from the several miles to avoid the oppression of the Marquis of Dingguo.

"Brother Wu, who is this Marquis of Dingguo?" Shen Chong quickly asked.

Wu Henian also had a bitter face, a trace of resentment and a trace of fear: "This person's original name is Jiang Dingbang, and he has made great achievements in the army. He is the marquis of Dingguo who is personally sealed by the lord of Qingyun Kingdom today, and the lord of the country also condescends to be a brother with this person. Although his cultivation level is the same as that of my eldest brother, his mana is far away. Higher than his peers, I heard that he had also killed six monsters with his bare hands.

Shen Chong took a breath and could kill the six-grade monsters with his bare hands. At least he had the strength comparable to the seven turns of the gods. You should know that the monsters at the same level are far stronger than human monks. Unless they have powerful magic weapons in their hands like Wu Hede, they will definitely be killed.

This Dingguohou who can leap the level to kill monsters is definitely a rare genius for thousands of years. No wonder he will be valued by the Lord of Qingyun.

"Yes, Lord Wucheng, you are not the only one who can open the passage of this ancient ruins. It's okay for the Mo Jiaolong to let you take it away, but the treasure left by the ancient Tianlong is not something you can control. It's the same as Qingyunzong. Lord Wucheng, I won't kill you. You can go."

The voice of the Marquis of Dingguo is not loud, but there is an unquestionable majesty. Step out, he has stood on the empty island in the middle of the lake. The big hand shrouded the island has grown a little. There is not much water left in the lake. At this time, the mud water has flowed over, all dried up and turned into moisture. The earth has begun to tremble, and the whole island has shake. Shake, it's about to be pulled up.

"You..." Wu Hede's chest fluctuated. Although there was a unwillingness in his eyes, he did not dare to refute. This prince of Dingguo is not a kind and soft-handed master. The strong man who was born in the army did not come out of the sea of corpses and blood. Although Qingyun Sect has a rule that his peers should not be defeated, the rules are for the weak. Of all, there are not a few people from the Qingyun sect who rebelled against him.

"Okay, we are not strong enough, so naturally we have nothing to say." Wu Hede said in a hateful voice that his feet had retreated, and Shen Chong naturally did not dare to stand out. Although the ancient dragon treasure in front of him had a strong attraction to him, he had to take it with his life. It would be good to escape when he met such a strong man as Dingguohou.

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Wu Hede wrapped up his daughter and was about to leave with the crowd, the Marquis of Dingguo suddenly shouted, and the mana dispersed and stopped the four people.

Under the pressure of the other party's breath, Shen Chong and other four people did not dare to move at all.

"What?" Wu Hede's face changed: "Is it possible that the marquis wants to keep us all?"

The eyes of the Marquis of Dingguo slowly glanced over, and everyone felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. Shen Chong felt the eyes of the Marquis of Ding and went straight to the depths of his heart. If he hadn't quickly closed the sea of knowledge, he would have been afraid of all the secrets, but even so, he was also scared into a cold sweat. With such sharp eyes, I'm afraid the other party would still repair it. OK, peep at the magic power.

Ding Guohou's face kept looking at his four bodies. Finally, he stopped his eyes on Shen Chong and waved his palm: "The three of you can leave, but he wants to stay."

Shen Chong's face changed greatly, because Ding Guohou's finger was pointing at himself.

"Dad, Mr. Shen saved my life." Wu Yueying bit his lips and whispered.

Wu Henian also wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Wu Hede's face was uncertain, and there was a wave of anger surging in his chest. He brought Shen Chong in. If he gave it up like this and gave it to the other party, he, the city owner, could be said to have lost his face. A mana has begun to brew in his palm, and the thunderous anger wrapped in it.

"What? The Lord of Wucheng wants to work hard for this person and me. I don't mind giving you three a ride. Ding Guohou's voice was cold, and a murderous intent was revealed.

Under the impact of this murderous intention, Wu Hede suddenly calmed down. With his cultivation, he may be able to escape with the mountains and rivers, but his second brother and daughter will certainly not escape the other party's poison, and the rules of Qingyunzong are just a decoration in the eyes of the other party.

In order to fight for a breath and an outsider who has not known each other, it is really not worth feuding with Qingyun's first day in China.

"Okay," Wu Hede looked at his daughter and finally gritted his teeth: "Brother Shen, I'm offended."

Wu Hede waved his sleeves and rolled up his daughter, and his head went into the void without looking back. Wu Henian's face changed slightly. He turned around and then ran away.

Shen Chong exhaled gently. Although he didn't know why the other party left himself behind, it didn't seem to be a good thing. And he can also feel that the divine consciousness of the Marquis of Dingguo has locked himself. If there is a slight abnormal movement, the other party will be struck by thunder.

He can also understand what the Wu brothers do, but he won't blame anything.

"I don't know if the Marquis of Dingguo left me. What can I teach?" Shen Chong had calmed down, and one thought after another flashed in his mind, but in the end he decided to adapt to the changes.

"You are from a foreign continent. In Youzhou, even if you die, you will die in vain. No one will collect your body for nothing." Ding Guohou said coldly.

"Oh? The marquis kept me. Did he just want to kill me? Shen Chong asked faintly, and there was not much fear in his eyes. If he fought to the death, he might not be able to escape.

"I'm just telling you a fact. Only joining the sect is the best way out." The Marquis of Dingguo said, "I'll give you two choices, turn to me or die."

Ding Guohou's voice was cold, and a killing machine broke out, as if thousands of sharp blades were shrouded in Shen Chong.

At this time, Shen Chong had sensed that the nine seas of air in his body were suddenly restless. He could faintly see one whirlpool after another in Dantian, the Marquis of Dingguo, but there were only seven air seas under the details.

"Nine Palaces turned into a god, it turns out that you have also practiced this magic power." Shen Chong was slightly shocked and instantly understood why the other party wanted to stay behind. No wonder the power of Ding Guohou was far higher than that of the same level, but his nine palaceification magic had not yet reached the state of perfection. He didn't know whether it was a defect in his skills or a lack of his body.

"Yes, I can feel that you have also practiced this magic power, and you can open up nine seas of gas, almost deduce this magic power to great success, hand over the practice of this magic power, and then serve me as the Lord. I can consider not killing you, otherwise, you can't escape the fate of being refined by me." Ding Guohou said coldly.

"Well, even if you are given the magic power to practice, you can't succeed. After the cultivation reaches the realm of the soul, Dantian will be completely formed, and the only way to forcibly open up the sea of Qi can only be lost." Naturally, it is impossible for Shen Chong to wait for him to be killed, let alone the other party. When his body is shaking, the small movement unfolds, moves a hundred feet horizontally, and immediately wants to escape.

"If you want to go, even if your cultivation is doubled, it is impossible to escape from my palm. Since you don't want to recognize the Lord, then be refined by me. If I want to tear you up little by little, it will not be difficult to find out the mystery of the sea of air, and the dragon treasure on you will also belong to me." Ding Guohou punched out, and a group of almost substantial storms had wrapped Shen Chong, as if the power of space tearing, constantly swallowing Shen Chong's soul.

Shen Chong's body suddenly slowed down. He had one finger, and the five elements gathered on the top of his head, transforming into a colorful flower cover, and his whole soul went into the seal of heaven and earth, and the human seal was united to resist the invasion of the storm.

"Your magic power is good, but the realm is too low. Let's see how you break my fist style, eat the soul, and devour everything."

Ding Guohou sneered and said that his fist seemed to open a black hole, and the whimper of countless ghosts came from the hole, emitting a terrible suction, constantly swallowing Shen Chong's soul.