The Heaven’s Jailer

"Who gave you such confidence?" Various signs indicate that Zhao Wude is a nasty person. Therefore, the lord of the altar is ready to make concessions. However, Zhao Wude's wild words directly exploded the altar. Lord.

He is fighting at home and there are so many things that he can use. Even if the powerhouse of the Holy Master Realm comes, he has to stay honestly. Xi Chensheng is the best example.

And the opposite, Zhao, who might not even reach the Heavenly Venerable Realm, could walk into the altar. Maybe it was a blind cat and a dead mouse. It was all luck.

Thinking of this, the lord of the altar waved his hand and pointed out several magic tactics. The next moment, a giant sword of several tens of feet long formed by the formation of forces, from top to bottom, slashed at Zhao Wude fiercely.

The sound of wind breaking through the sky alone made people shudder.

"Old Zhao, don't be careless, this monster world is actually a broken sacred artifact, and he is the master of the sacred artifact." For fear of Zhao Wude's accident, Liu Lang quickly reminded it.

After all, now, Zhao Wude is his life-saving straw, and if Zhao Wude is dead, he will not get better.

"The Lord of Sacred Artifacts?"

Zhao Wude's eyes shot two bright lights.

However, looking up at the approaching giant knife, Zhao Wude did not dodge, but raised his arm and drew a circle towards the giant knife. Of course, drawing a circle just felt like an outsider.

In fact, it was a ring of countless saint patterns!

Facing the giant sword of the formation, the ring formation grew bigger and bigger.

When the ring formation touched the giant sword of formation, it was like a rapidly growing vine, winding along the blade, and in an instant, the giant sword of formation was wrapped into dumplings.

"boom!"

Only a few meters from the top of Zhao Wude's head, the ring formation burst into pieces. With the explosion of the ring formation, the giant sword of the formation wrapped in the ring formation was also broken into pieces.

"Amazing!"

Liu Lang, who is still controlled by Changlu Bing, was shocked and reasonable when he saw this scene. This was the first time he had seen Zhao Wude make an all-out effort. From first meeting Zhao Wude to the present, every time the two meet each other, Zhao Wude is at the bottom.

Either the memory remains unrecovered, or he was seriously injured by Bai Yingjun, the boss of Bai Yingjun, otherwise, with the means of the Tianji clan, how could Zhao Wude be included in the monument of Wutian by Liu Lang, and then manipulated at will?

Before that, Liu Lang had always felt that a skill refiner had to fight a prepared battle, and many formations must be prepared to be effective. But today, seeing Zhao Wude’s performance, he knew that formations can also form immediate combat strength. .

However, at the scene, it was not just Liu Lang who was shocked by Zhao Wude's wave of hands, but also the Lord of the Altar.

However, the direction of the shock of the Lord of the Altar was different.

As a knowledgeable person, waving his hands in a formation is nothing in the eyes of the Lord of the Altar. At his peak, he could even do better. The Lord of the Altar was really shocked by Zhao Wude's technique.

"Are you a celestial family?"

After a moment of silence, the Lord of the Altar asked with a cold voice.

"Have you heard of the Heavenly Mystery Clan?" Zhao Wude was taken aback. The Heavenly Mystery Clan is indeed quite famous in the starry sky world. The so-called Hundred Great Clan, I heard the three words of the Tianji Clan and had to retreat, but that reputation was all made by Zhao Wude. In terms of time, the formation of the Monster Beast World was earlier than when he stepped into this starry sky, so the other party knew that the Heavenly Secret Clan was definitely not through him.

And under this starry sky, there were only two Tianji tribes.

"Have you seen my father?" Zhao Wude raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously.

"It turns out that that person is your father." In fact, when I first saw Zhao Wude, the owner of the altar felt a little familiar. This time, they all met, and he said, how could ordinary people easily walk into the altar confined by the rules. ?

"Where is my father?"

Zhao Wude’s original intention when he came to this starry sky was to find his father. Hearing what the other party said, he had met his father. Zhao Zheyan slowly lowered his arm and gave up his intention to continue the attack.

"Come here, I'll tell you." The altar master nodded and said.

Zhao Wude subconsciously walked towards the master of the altar.

Seeing that Zhao Wude was about to be recruited, Liu Lang quickly reminded, "Old Zhao, don't be fooled by the devil, your father has already left. He built the rule palace only after he left here."

"Ok?"

Liu Lang's voice made Zhao Wude wake up immediately, and immediately stopped.

But at the moment when Zhao Wude stopped, a giant net fell from the sky and landed directly in front of the Lord of the Altar. If Zhao Wude had just walked one or two meters forward, it was guaranteed to be covered by the giant net.

"hateful!"

The sneak attack failed, and the Lord of the Altar had the heart to kill Liu Lang.

"Kill him, kill him for me!" Pointing to Liu Lang, the lord of the altar shouted to Chang Lubing. However, Chang Lubing did not listen to the greeting of the lord of the altar. This was expected. Lu Bing also listened to the command of the altar master, Liu Lang had long since died.

At this moment, the lord of the altar had tried many times and asked Chang Lu Bing to come up to help deal with Zhao Wude, but it was a pity that Chang Lu Bing never responded.

"He must have destroyed the altar." The owner of the altar looked at Zhao Wude again.

The altar of the Holy Land is essentially a large formation, one after another in the formation, any problem may affect the whole, and the owner of the altar is the Changlubing who controls the body of the monster through the altar.

"Have you heard that the father's debt is paid? You can stay for your father!"

Stripping the silk and drawing the cocoon, determined the source of the problem, the altar master no longer pined his hopes on Changlu Bing, and after a ruthless word, the figure of the altar master disappeared directly in place.

"Old Zhao, get me out quickly!"

Liu Lang was still trapped by the stiff Chang Lu Bing, so he could only ask Zhao Wude for help again.

This time, Zhao Wude didn't make any mischief, and waved his hands to play several magic tricks. With the support of the magic tricks, Chang Lubing's giant claws slowly opened, and Liu Lang who had been trapped for a long time was finally able to get out.

"Thanks!"

Living from the dead, Liu Lang exhaled.

"Why did you get here?" Zhao Wude asked curiously, knowing that it took a lot of effort for him to enter this altar. The chance of Liu Lang coming in by his ability is extremely slim.

"This matter is a long story. How did you get in, Yaohuang?" Liu Lang asked Zhao Wude.

"My side is also a long story." Zhao Wude sighed and replied.

"Yes, then let's not talk about it." The altar was not the place to speak. Liu Lang said to Zhao Wude: "Old Zhao, if you can come in, you can definitely get out. Let's run away!"

"Run? Why run?"

Zhao Wude said confidently.

"That guy is obviously holding back his big move, let's wait for thunder!" Liu Lang said silently.

"Don't worry, he can't hold back any big moves." Zhao Wude waved his hand and said confidently: "From my observation, he is definitely not the master of the sacred artifacts you said."