The Sacred Ruins Chapter 892: All Saints come
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Obuchi, dark and ink-like, deep and endless, can't see anything inside, even if it's Heavenly Eye, it's powerless.
It seems to split the universe. There are various seed skeletal bodies in the vicinity, all of which are huge stars. Their own volume has no change, but it is like dust compared with the Great Abyss.
Chu Feng wanders nearby and feels a strange power, calling him and tempting him to swallow him into the dark and unknown black area.
The saint came with a lot of venerables, how long the Yin Jiuque turned into a foot, the whole body was scorching, the **** holy feather glowed, and it looked gorgeous, but it could only illuminate a limited area, and all the dignity would be magnified. Yuan sucked away.
Beside him, gray hair and wrinkled old starry sky Knight, the old executioner and cold eyes, all stared at Chu Feng from behind, and followed him, but no one dared to be too close to Dayuan.
According to legend, even if you do n’t go deep, it ’s easy to get too close to each other. The eight saints dare not act lightly!
Farther away, the three old saints of Great Dream Pure Land’s have arrived, with a dignified look, and they had to break through the eight saints barrier. As a result, Nether Race, Spirit Race, etc. all came, and suddenly appeared four strong men, wearing cold armor, mention Holding the holy weapon, blocking their way, confronting here.
"Three Fellow Daoist It ’s useless even if you do it yourself. There are more than a dozen saints on our side now. The strength is relatively different, so it ’s better to sit down and talk. " Nether Race A person smiled lightly, surrounded by black mist, carrying the holy weapon, followed by Great Dream Pure Land’s Old saint dialogue.
The saints rushed by Spirit Race also opened their mouths, like a crown jade, silver hair scattered, calmly and calmly, said: "Why do the three Fellow Daoist get ahead for a dead person?"
He was holding a Divine Spirit Booldization Banner, and the red flag was on display, carrying the strange veined pattern of each seed, as if to swallow the soul of the person, who was standing in front.
The implication is obvious. Chu Feng is already a dead person, and no one can save him. Even if Great Dream Pure Land confronts them, he will not change the ending if he goes all out.
"How do you know if you don't have a fight ?!" An old saint of Great Dream Pure Land’s has sharp eyes, even with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, but he also has a sharp spirit and does not want to give up Chu Feng.
"Hey ..." A frightful sword appeared in the void, murderous aura was filled, making people fall into the ice cellar, but no one saw it. The killing of Assassinating Vault of Heaven arrived.
In an instant, the power contrast changed again, not to mention the eight saints surrounding the Chu Feng, only five saints appeared here, blocking the Great Dream Pure Land’s three.
"I don't accept threats from Great Dream Pure Land!" Great Dream Pure Land’s old saint full head's white hair fluttered and he revealed an unyielding fighting intent.
A bronze geese appeared in his hand, drawing a cold and faint light, pointing towards the front, and two old saints beside him also moved, one holding a copper mace and one took out a five-color tower Holy weapon, to fight against them.
"A few of them are really stubborn. Although Great Dream Pure Land is strong, it has not yet ranked among the top ten, and only three of you. Want to die here?"
A full head old man with golden hair came, tall and mighty, holding a giant golden sword, flashing a cold light, bursting out one after another mysterious symbol, shocked the spot.
He is from Deity Race and is a far away Ancient Saint. He played the ancient land ball, and now he reappears in the world.
In the blink of an eye, there are six saints blocking the road. If you want to deal with Great Dream Pure Land’s three people, it will form a two-on-one situation.
"Then fight!"
The old saint of Great Dream Pure Land’s said in a deep voice, holding a bronze Ge, and suddenly swayed, splitting the darkness, shining the dazzling brilliance, the majesty of Shengwei.
The other two people around him also moved forward, wanting to rush over, approaching Chu Feng, sheltering him from running away.
Unfortunately, although their strength is strong, they ca n’t take advantage of it at this place. The opposite is a very powerful saint. People from far Ancient Saint of Deity Race, Spirit Race, Assassinating Vault of Heaven come in person, and they are six to three.
Bang bang ...
Void ruptured, rune densely woven, interweaved into pieces, the cold weapons swayed, the aftermath of the eruption, just swept away several old steel warships that survived in the ancient times, blasted, or turned into fine powder , Or evaporated cleanly.
In a few moments, a few smoldering noises came, and the three old saints of Great Dream Pure Land’s all stumbled backwards. Some people were coughing up blood, and their hair was stained with blood stains.
Someone was hit by a knife, and the tall and mighty old man of Deity Race was struck in the arm. His right arm almost fell off, with only a layer of flesh attached.
Another person was hit by the Spirit Race's Divine Spirit Booldization Banner and Assassinating Vault of Heaven's saintly sword. Half of his body was bloody, almost disappeared and miserable.
"However, today Kā ca n’t save the Chu Feng little devil, a few Fellow Daoist, I advise you not to act rashly, or just stay honest and avoid self-error."
The Deity Race’s and Ancient Saint people sneered. He does n’t believe anyone else in Kā can change the battle and save Chu Feng, because the current universe respects them.
The saints of all races are dispatched together. If you ca n’t kill a young man, it ’s a joke!
On the edge of the Great Abyss, Chu Feng uses Discerning Eyes, sees everything here, and immediately transmits, saying: "Three senior, kindly lead, you do n’t want to shoot again. It ’s a big deal, just rest assured, even if I die Dragging someone on the road, I really appreciate your coming to rescue me! "
The three old saints were unwilling to hold their weapons, and the each and every one did not back away, confronting these six masters!
Hey!
At this time, the void is split, and the three figures come out, all with a misty white mist and accompanied by the hazy Chaos Energy. These people are extremely powerful, and they are rare masters among the saints.
The Sub Immortal Clan’s is horse, and an old lady and two old men with both hairs coming out are coming, very calm.
"Several Fellow Daoists will join forces with me to kill Wu Lunhui!" an old saint from Great Dream Pure Land’s shouted, seeing the arrival of Sub Immortal Clan with a little expectation in his heart.
However, the three saints of Sub Immortal Clan’s didn't move, but they nodded their heads slightly.
Whether it is Deity Race, or Spirit Race, Assassinating Vault of Heaven, Machine Race, etc., I feel a heavy heart, they are still a bit worried about Sub Immortal Clan.
After all, this group is too strong. Even if this group of masters has exhausted it, they have already gone to the chaotic universe, but it is not something that ordinary people can provoke, and they really want to be hostile. What if they are liquidated by this group in the future?
"Are all acquaintances, don't kill each other, let's describe the old." Sub Immortal Clan’s old woman said, with a gentle smile.
This made the three old saints of Great Dream Pure Land’s stunned. Then, their faces were suddenly difficult to look at. They realized that Sub Immortal Clan’s was planning to work without effort, but just walked through the stage!
At this time, the void splits again, walks out of three people, and joins together.
Headed, skinny, deep in the eye socket, his eyes are like Ghost Fire, but he reveals this terrifying breath, making the general saints tremble.
"It turned out to be an old friend, and some old friends of Corpse Race are here." The old lady Sub Immortal Clan’s greeted him with a smile and no hostility.
After hearing the old saint Great Dream Pure Land’s, his heart was cold. They realized that Sub Immortal Clan could not count on it.
"Haha, a few old friends. I have n’t seen it for many years. The style is still the same. Speaking of which we can live to this era, it is really not easy. When you are my age, it is a blessing to be alive." Corpse Race The first far Ancient Saint people greeted each other and were very enthusiastic, as if they had a good relationship.
At this time, the void was split again, and two saints came to Xilin Race. After greeting the parties, they also greeted the saints of Sub Immortal Clan’s, not strangers to each other.
At the edge of the Great Abyss, Chu Feng frowned, whether it was Corpse Race, Deity Race or Xilin Race, they were all dead enemies of Earth, but the three saints Sub Immortal Clan did n’t care much. his meaning.
"Well, today Kā is an old friend and a friend. There is no need to kill, just talk about the past." An old man of Sub Immortal Clan’s said that his head was bare and only dozens of hairs were left The face is similar to the dried orange peel, all pleats.
Everyone nodded, all revealed the look of surprise, to understand their intentions, just "confrontation" here, will not shoot, this would be better!
Each ethnic group understands their meaning. If Chu Feng is in trouble and Sub Immortal Clan will not come to rescue, it will be looked down upon by Evolver from all over the universe, but now that people are here, they will not fight?
The three old saints of Great Dream Pure Land’s were very disappointed. They showed out fighting intent with their weapons.
"Boom!"
Corpse Race, Deity Race, Xilin Race, etc. joined forces to distribute Shengwei. The eleven saints here will suppress the three of them, which is naturally not difficult.
"Why the three of Great Dream Pure Land’s and Fellow Daoist? How can the three of you be able to change the overall situation? I think it ’s all right. The old man brings some good tea. How about we sit down and drink tea while reminiscing about old times?"
The old man of Corpse Race opened his mouth with a light smile, everything was under control, and even Sub Immortal Clan did not mean to shoot, and I expected that Great Dream Pure Land could not make any waves!
"Oh, there are some unsightly guys in the distance, let me warn them!" The far Ancient Saint of Corpse Race opened his mouth, and then looked at the Sub Immortal Clan’s three, saying, "Three old friends, I will be out of company first, and then I will Narrative! "
The three old men of Sub Immortal Clan’s nodded and smiled, and an old man said: "Old friend, go, have a good chat later!"
Beside, the three old saints of Great Dream Pure Land’s have a sassy face. They know that Sub Immortal Clan will not be shot, it is really just a look.
However, they also had a thought in their hearts. If today, Chu Feng can survive and survive this robbery, then there is really only one Chu Feng in the world, and there will be no Wu Lunhui that is too close to Sub Immortal Clan!
For a time, they had some expectations in their hearts. Today Kā will try to save Chu Feng and let him live. In the future, it may completely change the pattern of seed.
It's just that they sighed again. It's too difficult. Even if the three of them die here, they will probably not succeed.