The first thousand and sixty-four chapters of the secret war [four or five(3/3)
Lao Tzu broke through the coffin board and came out.
"Thief, how dare you hurt my master!"
Lao Tzu made a strong move.
The black dragon was even faster than him, and they took action together.
The three-eyed young man felt a sense of slightness in his heart, and he went straight to Zhan Wuque, regardless of his back.
"The magical power of the heavenly eyes!"
He once again released the unique companion magical powers of the Three-Eye Clan.
The golden sea of swords instantly submerged Zhan Wuque's standing position, and his speed reached its peak.
The next moment, the three-eyed young man's body was bombarded by Lao Shijiu and Heijiao.
"ah!!"
The three-eyed young man screamed and his soul flew out.
"Bang for me!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire secret realm began to collapse.
He wants to burn both jade and stone!
"Master!"
Lao Tzu flew towards the golden sword sea.
Such a terrifying attack, ordinary Wuzong, like Emperor Tang, will undoubtedly die!
Even if Zhan Wuque is a reincarnated saint, if he does not have the means to save his life, he will definitely die!
Lao Tzu dared not think about it.
"I'm fine,"? A voice came from the sea of swords.
Soon, a giant tripod fell into view.
Jiuzhou tripod!
At the critical moment, Zhan Wuque depressed the tripod and hid in the tripod. Except for some recoil force and some internal injuries in his body, the rest was fine.
"This is not dead?"
The three-eyed young man's soul was frustrated.
At this time, his soul was no longer as young as before, but had become an old man with crooked mouth and squint eyes.
This is his original appearance, and the three-eyed young man is just his body that he took over.
Lao Shijiu breathed a sigh of relief, "Master, as long as you are fine."
The collapse of the small secret realm was getting faster and faster, and the old man's soul ran towards the entrance.
"Stop him!"
Zhan Wuque shouted.
He immediately ran and chased after him.
Lao Shijiu is faster and takes the lead in taking action.
But the old man is now in his soul body, and ordinary means are useless to it.
In an instant, several people walked through the entrance of the vortex.
Before leaving, Zhan Wuque put away the black dragon.
The old man in front seemed to sense that the connection between him and the black dragon was cut off, and he was immediately furious.
"Damn it!"
"Dare to seize my treasure!"
The old man showed a strong hatred in his eyes, but he also knew that he could not stay because he was no match for Lao Tzu.
As the saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge, it’s not too late for ten years. He has recorded this revenge!
The old man was very fast. After leaving the vortex, he rushed out of the mountain and flew out of the canyon.
"Where to go!"
Lao Shijiu opened and closed his palms, and a hot white light flashed like a scorching sun rising into the sky!
This is a soul skill!
And it is a heavenly soul skill!
This is the strongest soul skill mastered by Lao Tzu, a blow of destruction!
It has fatal lethality to the soul body!
Lao Shijiu took all his strength, and the eighth level of Wuzong was mobilized. Tens of thousands of tombs behind him were in the sky, and the power of strange phenomena exploded!
The mountains collapsed, the river flowed backwards, the dark objects made a sound of fear, and they ran around.
"Old nineteen!!!"
The old man roared, and he took out the body refining bag in his arms and threw it away suddenly.
The body refining bag exploded suddenly, and ten coffins appeared in the air!
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!"
Ten coffins exploded one after another.
They were ten ancient corpses wearing strange-shaped clothes.
The next moment, they opened their eyes at the same time.
"Ho huh huh!!"
The ancient corpses roared like wild animals. They were on all sides, their faces were covered with ferocious faces and their eyes were blood-red, and they rushed towards Lao Shijiu.
"boom!"
As soon as the collision occurred, the ancient corpses exploded in nearly half an instant.
Wu Zun and Wu Zong are completely different realms.
There is no comparison at all.
As a strong man in Wuzong, the old man understood this even more.
Therefore, he did not expect to use these ten ancient corpses to block Lao Shijiu. He only needed to hold the other party for a breath!
Taking advantage of the time, the old man quickly took out a coffin.
This is a blood-red coffin, and it is only half the size of a normal coffin.
The coffin lid opened quickly, and the old man's soul was immersed in it. Then the coffin exploded with a "bang", and a boy wearing a red bellyband and two braids soared into the sky came out.
It was said that it was fast, and both sides were at their peak.
Zhan Wuque just came out of the little secret realm and saw the scene of a boy walking out of the blood coffin.
"The blood clan of the blood clan! Your corpse Yin Sect is really brave!"
When Lao Shijiu saw the blood-colored vertical lines between the boy's eyebrows, his face suddenly sank.
This is the symbol of the blood clan's blood.
The blood clan is an ancient clan passed down from ancient times. It is powerful and unpredictable.
The Blood God Temple and the Blood Killing Hall are part of the blood clan’s forces.
But the blood clan is far more terrifying than these two.
Blood seeds represent tribe members with extremely high bloodline concentrations.
The number is rare, and each one is a treasure of the blood clan.
This Corpse Yin Sect was able to get the bloody corpse, which shows that it is extraordinary.
"Old 19, I have no intention of being an enemy of you. It is better for us to turn wars into jade. If you let go of a horse today, I will definitely repay you in the future!"
The old man's tone couldn't help but soften.
Chapter completed!