Strongest Martial God

Soon, things were solved. Someone in the West was sent a message. St. Confucius had run another small world many years ago, but it is difficult for ordinary people to know. And this person who knows this news is also occasionally broke into that place many years ago, and was almost destroyed by the people of St. Ruxuan. Originally, such a thing is destined to be a big secret. Even people who know it will never leak it easily. But at this moment, someone wants to destroy St. Rue Xuan. It is a rare time for people who know the secret. opportunity.

"Go, let's go and see." After Ye Zhong got the news, he said.

At this critical point, no matter whether the news sent by others is true or not, in general, this time must not be missed.

At the moment of the novel, the group of people tore out of the void, and soon appeared in a rather absurd area of ​​the West.

It’s almost early in the morning, the moonlight is almost gone, and the red glow is faintly visible around the end of the horizon.

There is a very ordinary mountain village in front of it. The mountain village looks like a piece of grass with low grass, and there are some fertile wilderness around it. No matter how you look at it, it is a worldly scene.

According to the news obtained by Ye Zhong and others, this place is the entrance to another small world of Shengruexuan. Since the discovery of this small world, St. Ruth has been operating this place as one of the most important base camps. This is why, when Ye Zhong and others entered the ancestral home of St. Rue Xuan, St. Ruxuan was willing to give up his ancestral land. The reason for the destruction. Because, they still have a way out.

Soon, many of the strongest cultists of Tiantian were scattered, and led by the semi-san and Ye Zhong who wore the war sacred arm, and blocked the area from several directions. At the same time, there are some strong people who do not belong to the Tiantian religion. They show their goodwill, but they do not show their identity.

The leaves were heavy and frown, and it was clear that these people were mostly the opposite of St. Confucius. The news about the place was sent by them, and at this moment, the group of people came to the ground.

There is no feeling for this sudden helper. I can overcome the strength of Tiantian, and the rest of the people will not be satisfied.

At this moment, there are many mortals who are in the mountain village. Ye carefully and cautiously captured a mortal, and after quietly searching for the soul, they found that there is no clue about the Saint Ruxuan in their minds.

Later, Ye Zhong successively tested several mortals, and finally found that these mortals have lived here for more than a dozen generations. They are really true mountain people and do not know anything.

"How could this be?" Ye heavy frowns, is it that the news that he and others have received is false.

"The more these mountain people do not know, we are more certain that this place is the most important small world of St. Confucius." A masked strongman came, there is a semi-sacred strength, he is heavy to Ye Explain softly.

It is said that after Ye Zhong and Zi Yan’s teacher looked at each other, they were slightly daggers. The most dangerous places are often the safest. In order to keep this small world running, it is really impossible to set up any backhands. If you change someone else, most of them will do the same.

"In this case, search for a carpet!"

Soon, the people who supplemented the heavens carefully searched the entire mountain village. Of course, in the process, the mortals in the mountain village were quietly sent away. When everything is over, someone will naturally send them back.

Soon, the entire mountain village was almost dug three feet. In the end, among the abandoned dry wells in the mountain village, people found some different flavors.

This dry well looks very ordinary, but in the depths of the dry well, there is a glimpse of nothingness. It seems to be integrated with the space crack. If this is not the case that the sable teacher personally explored it, other people will stand in front of the crack, and most of them will not be aware of anything.

No breath appeared from the crack, but it was clear in the vague that the space crack could accommodate one person in and out at a time.

At this critical point, the entrance to the crack is like a monster's huge mouth, which is daunting.

At this moment, many people are silent. Even if they are supplementing the heavens, many people are ugly, because this scene is full of dangers no matter how they look. Whoever gets in the first place is likely to be destroyed. Especially those who conceal their identity, there is no first courage to enter it at the moment.

"I am coming." Ye Zhong looked calm and the first step into the crack.

Later, the sables of the sables also entered, and then the semi-presbyterians and the young man, the poetry, and the stone fairy who wore the war sacred.

"Afraid of anything, the Son and the leader have entered, and St. Confucianism has been cleaned up, and count the previous general ledger!" Many of the Tiantian disciples are gnashing their teeth at the moment, all of them are killed.

Those who did not know the origins of the hesitation after a while, also entered the crack. Because the news is provided by them, they are also one of the people who are most looking forward to the destruction of St. Confucianism. If they don’t have the strength, they can’t say it.

Among the small space cracks, there is a void space, which seems to be a passage that is cast in the void, and can accommodate many people at the same time. At the forefront, there is a thunder and lightning-like sound coming out. Looking far away, you can see the waterfall that the Thunder has turned into two sections.

Obviously, this is a ban in this place. If there is no special means, ordinary people can't enter it.

"A Thunderfall Waterfall from the Nether Sea is really a big deal!"

Everyone was very surprised. At this moment, I couldn't help but sigh. If such a means is born, if it is artificial, then I have to admit that the power of St. Rue Xuan.

"open!"

The leaves were lightly snorted, and the tower of the sky flew out at this moment, directly blocking the air, and engulfed many thunders directly.

This scene shows that everyone is very speechless. They all know that Ye Zhong has an embryo of the Emperor of the Emperor. It is hard to find the world, but I can’t think of this Emperor’s army to be so strong.

The people who make up the heavens are all right. In any case, they are all their sons. The stronger they are, the more happy they are. And those who hide their identity are obviously from other big schools. At this moment, they are all very hot.

However, to this day, Ye Zhong has already had a posture of pushing the world, even if it is the four great churches, it is impossible to provoke him for the embryo of a royal emperor. Because, in the eyes of many people, this world is the road to the front, Ye Zhong is absolutely qualified.

Soon, the group passed the area and finally entered the small world in the depths. At the moment of entering, I felt endless aura coming.

This place is obviously a newly born small world. It can be seen that there is no such thing as ancient treasure medicine. But a new word is enough.

At least for a million years at this moment, as a hidden rear of the great religion, it is absolutely enough.

St. Ruxuan has such a small world as a backing, no wonder even the piece of ancestral land is willing to give up.

"If you can solve the problem of St. Confucianism, we will not teach the little world in this small world."

This sentence makes those mysterious strongmen who were originally prepared to play soy sauce all have a sense of spirit. If the Tiantian religion is willing to abandon such great benefits, they will not mind trying to force a shot.

"Since you have no problems, let us take it. I think the people of St. Confucius are not so stupid. I haven't found us yet." Ye Zhong did not look back, but faintly opened, then he was erect. It’s empty and comes directly to the front.

In that place, I was able to see a huge mountain gate. It was obviously a new setting for St. Ruxuan. It was very atmospheric, but with the heavy blow of Ye Zhong, this new mountain gate was directly fragmented and razed to the ground. .

"bang"

The incomparably horrible air machine broke out at this moment, and a dark shadow appeared in the distance, exuding the breath of the semi-Sacred feelings, and screaming toward the front.

The pieces of swords are tens of thousands of ordinary ones connected together and swept toward the front. Directly formed a horrible killing.

Ye Zhongyi frowned, and at this moment he had to open the ring of the gods formed by the only shrine to block this blow. Because this shot is really scary, the attack power is incredibly amazing.

"咻咻咻"

The swordsmanship swept past, almost for a moment, and dozens of people in the forefront were directly killed as bolognese, and they died cleanly.

These people are mysterious and powerful, do not know what forces come from, but unfortunately they have been directly killed because they have not established any merits.

Because this is a semi-holy level attack, the average person can't stop it.

"咚咚咚"

Those who wore the war sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred elders at this moment took a strong shot, one by one propped up the heavens, and blocked the swordsmanship in the first place, and finally protected the others in the rear.

"Ordinary means should not be used here. If you bring any cards, don't be polite at this moment." Ye Zhong is in the air, his eyes are dignified.

At the same time, his body shape, the war sacred armor floated on his body, and then he directly spurred the five-way sword, a blow to the front to kill.

At the same time, the purple scorpion urging the sacred sacred soldiers, the horrible atmosphere is also intertwined, so that a mountain in front of the mountain bursts instantly, just like the starry sky is disintegrating.

Soon, the pieces of the building burst, and the elaborate array was broken at this moment, turning into the ruins of a place.