Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 540: Cthulhu
"No one really thinks Master is a mortal, right()"!
The central land of Nanzhou.
Zhang Hanfu set up a formation.
Looking at the people inside, there is no longer any intention to run away. There are also his friends guarding him outside, and he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
At this point.
It's time to end the battle.
The result of the battle is already obvious.
They won!
They defeated these overseas enemies.
"Senior brothers and sisters, please slow down, we have already won."
"Huh, big brother is really, retreating at this time, if the big brother did not retreat, then we would have won."
Zhang Han waved his hand, resenting Ye Luo a little bit.
"Big brother retreats, this is no way."
Sile stood up and explained.
I heard this.
Zhang Han raised his eyebrows.
I also want to ask Sile how to help Ye Luo explain so actively.
He hasn't asked for it yet.
Su Xi suddenly spoke.
"Second brother, and everyone, don't be careless, there is a terrible awakening."
Su Xi's small face is very serious, her clear eyes staring at the trapped people.
The Great Horror?
Many of my colleagues were stunned, looking at Su Xi, very puzzled.
What's the big horror now?
"On my body, there is a once powerful soul who is with me. He can see that there is a great horror awakening below, don't relax!"
Su Xi said seriously.
She is the one who lives in Tianyao Shengjun, that is, the starfish.
"The big horror? But now, what else can the opponent have to turn defeat into victory."
Zhang Han frowned.
Others are equally puzzled.
The eight disciples of Wudaozong all looked down, wanting to see what the group of people below were doing.
In their sight.
The group took out a picture scroll.
There are many golden charms tied to the scroll.
These spells are all painted with weird runes, they can't understand, but they can feel the aura of righteousness in them.
These spells seem to suppress something.
A middle-aged man among the group of people is tearing the spells apart at this moment.
Tear apart with spell after spell.
The eight disciples of Wudaozong felt a sense of deadly threat coming.
Furthermore, with the middle-aged man's movements, every time a rune was torn apart, their hearts seemed to vibrate violently.
"Stop him!"
Zhang Han suddenly became anxious.
No need to guess.
If the picture is opened.
They are afraid that their heads are gone.
Although I don't know what's living inside.
But they know that once they get out of the contents, they are definitely not opponents.
The feeling is very clear, and they are also very familiar.
It's like...
It feels as if I had faced the remains of that fairy.
Not an order of magnitude at all.
The disciples of Wudaozong all moved.
Try to prevent these people from opening the picture scroll.
But they are not yet close to the picture scroll.
The scroll was completely torn apart and the spell was stretched open.
At the moment of stretching and opening.
A violent evil wind blows.
This wind directly blows all the formations on the field to pieces.
The chessboard that enveloped the entire field was blown up, turned into a small chessboard, and returned to Tantai Luo Xue's hands.
Boom! !
The group of people who opened the picture scroll was blown into the distance by the wind.
The picture scroll floats out of thin air between heaven and earth.
"Jie Jie Jie, the ancestors finally came out again. The creatures that were not slaughtered in the past will not escape today!"
A sound like the rubbing of iron and stone came out in the scroll.
The sound is very harsh.
The scroll stretches out.
A huge arm stretched out from it.
This arm is purple-black, with dense runes engraved on it.
The arm stretched out, and the space beside the arm twisted like a fire.
"Huh? This place is not Tianjian continent? It is another continent? The ancestors were lucky enough to come to other continents? Jie Jie, I don’t know how the blood of creatures in other continents is different from that of Tianjian continent, ancestors Just try..."
"A few ants, die for the ancestors!"
The arm suddenly turned, and grabbed it at the eight disciples of Wudaozong.
It seems that I want to catch all the eight disciples.
"Go!"
Zhang Han took a deep breath, exhaled a word, stretched out his hand, and arranged countless formations.
He wants to take the same door and leave with him.
But his formation had just been laid out, and it was pierced through by that arm and completely shattered.
That arm is too fast.
The eight disciples of Wudaozong were not even given a chance to react at all.
The eight disciples had no time to escape.
They can only watch the arm grabbing towards them.
Om! ! !
The arm was ten meters away from them.
All the treasures on their bodies flew out, automatically protecting the lord, trying to block this arm.
A bunch of magic weapons collided with that arm.
Under a loud noise.
The magic weapons all dimmed a little, and flew back to their masters.
The arm was also successfully blocked, and returned to the surroundings of the scroll.
"Tsk tusk, there are many treasures, but the ancestors ask you, is it useful?"
In the picture scroll, the voice came again.
The next moment, another arm stretched out from the scroll.
Two arms appeared at the same time, trying to force the scroll to be bigger so that the head came out.
"Wait, the ancestor will come out soon, wait a minute..."
Push both arms at the same time, trying to enlarge the space of the scroll.
You can use his arms as hard as you can, and the scroll will not move at all.
So, the evil **** sealed inside can only force his head out.
This drill is embarrassing.
The Cthulhu got half of his head and got stuck.
With his arms clamped on his head, he looked extremely embarrassed.
Puff......
The eight disciples of Wudaozong who were planning to flee for their lives couldn't help laughing when they saw this, and they even forgot to flee.
This evil **** looks majestic and majestic.
The momentum alone can make their heart palpitations.
Why do you feel so naive?
It's okay if the head is stuck in the picture scroll and can't get out.
"You dare to laugh at the ancestor! When the ancestor comes out, you will definitely be killed! Anyone who has a cause and effect with you, the ancestor will definitely not let go!!!"
The evil **** in the picture scroll is called an anger.
Roar hysterically.
The terrifying voice caused the sky to thunder and the dark clouds rolled.
"Let’s go quickly, this guy won’t be able to get out for a while, we can take the opportunity to leave."
Zhang Han suggested.
The others nodded one after another.
They got up and wanted to leave.
"Go? You can't go! Dare to laugh at the ancestor, you can go? All die for the ancestor!"
The evil **** in the picture snarled angrily.
The sound turned into countless sound waves~IndoMTL.com~ attacked towards Zhang Han and others.
Puff...
These sound waves are invisible and extremely fast.
Zhang Han and the others couldn't even react, so they blasted to the ground, their entire body seemed to be deprived of strength, unable to move.
It's over...
Bad thoughts arose in the hearts of the eight disciples of Wudaozong.
They didn't notice that behind them, a golden light was flying at an extremely fast speed...
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