Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 559

The ruins of Dagan are ten miles away, in the long pavilion.

Duanmu's Zhenjun and Ouyang's Zhenjun sat in it, looking relaxed, and savouring fragrant tea.

Yuan Ying Zhenjun, inside and outside the long pavilion, didn't dare to leave without showing his face.

At this moment, there were already a dozen Yuanying Zhenjun who wanted to challenge Duanmu and Ouyang, the two ancient families. They were all strangled and there was no resistance!

Fragmented life symbols are still increasing rapidly.

Panic, doubt, shock, and anger spread and breed in the crowd.

Not to mention them, even the three ancestors, Tianxing Zong, Xingyue Zong, and Ghost Ghost in the top ten, could only watch the fractal break in their hands.

The faces of the three were extremely gloomy!

At this point in the Zhu Guo struggle, there are too many heavenly pride.

Even the top ten door-to-door, four-door valve Tianjiao, there are only a few people left.

The few remaining life signs were all dark at the moment, proving that the surviving situation of the heavenly pride was not good.

Finally, Yuwen's Zhenjun couldn't bear it, gritted his teeth and said, "You Duanmu, you really have a good heir!"

"For a Zhu Guo, the descendant of Duanmu's is too harsh!" Blood Mist Guan Zhenjun's face was ugly.

"Ha ha."

Duanmu's Zhenjun chuckled and shook his head: "This is a sky-high battle, which is extremely fair to everyone. Your disciples have fallen, why should I count it on my head?"

Many Yuanying Zhenjun are silent.

In any case, this is indeed a fair and arrogant battle.

Moving to another place, if there is a chance to kill Duanmu's Tianjiao, their disciples will not stay.

Duanmu Zhenjun said coldly, "Without that ability, don't fight for Zhu Guo! Don't blame others if you dare to come and rob Zhu Guo!"

"you……"

The words of Duanmu's Zhenjun are extremely ugly, but everyone is embarrassed.

suddenly!

Duanmu Zhenjun seemed to feel something, frowned, patted his palm on the storage bag, and found a life sign.

The flickers of light that originally flickered on this destiny were rapidly dimming.

"Ok?"

Duanmu's Zhenjun looks changed!

At the same time, Ouyang's Zhenjun also found a fate.

The light of this fate is also rapidly decaying.

The situation is not right!

Duanmu and Ouyang, two ancient families, have made good friends for generations.

Although the relationship between Duanmukang and Ouyang Xiayu is not a sweetheart, they will never fight.

In other words, a strong enemy threatened them!

Yuan Ying Zhenjun inside and outside the long pavilion, although not saying a word, looked at the joke in secret.

"They seem to be in trouble." Ouyang Zhenjun looked dignified.

Duanmu's Zhenjun frowned.

Through the feedback of fate, he can naturally see the problem.

However, what puzzles Duanmu's true king is that with Duanmu Kang's strength, who can threaten him in this great dry ruins?

What's more, Duan Mukang has Ouyang Xiayu beside him, and two powerful monster mounts!

Stab it!

At this moment, the life sign in Duanmu's Zhenjun suddenly made a sound.

Seemingly slight, it falls on the ear of Duanmu's Zhenjun, but it is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day!

He looked down subconsciously.

In the palm of your hand, the life sign that belongs to Duan Mukang has already appeared a crack!

This proves that Duanmu Kang has fallen!

Duanmu's Zhenjun froze.

Even if the broken life symbols scattered along his fingers, he didn't notice it.

Yuan Ying Zhenjun inside and outside the long pavilion has a complex look, although most people hold the idea of ​​gloating.

But at the same time, everyone was curious and wanted to know what happened in the depths of the ruins!

What kind of person can kill even the ancient family Tianjiao, dare to kill!

After hesitating, Duanmu's Zhenjun shot the case and Shen said: "There must be something weird in the ruins, I have to go and see! There may be a Tianjiao in the northern region that can defeat Kang'er, but I don't believe anyone can Kill him!"

"Hey!"

Among the crowd, Yuan Ying Zhenjun couldn't bear it, sneered, and said, "Just now, who said, in order to ensure the fairness of this war, no one Yuan Ying Zhen will step in and enter the ruins of Dagan?

"Yes, if you say it, you'll betray it in a blink of an eye, not even your face?"

"You look for death!"

Duanmu's true prince was uncovered, and he couldn't help anger, his eyebrows flickered, and his senses burst out.

In the crowd, at the feet of the two Yuanying Zhenjun who spoke, there were countless wild grasses spreading and soaring, entangled the two Yuanying Zhenjun!

Almost instantaneously, the bodies of the two were ruthlessly cut by the weeds, dripping with blood.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The two screamed screams.

No matter how they struggled, they could not break the shackles of the weeds, but they became more and more tight.

The grass has been struck into the flesh!

puff!

The bodies of the two were overwhelmed, and they were cut into pieces by the weeds and scattered on the ground.

"Who has objections?"

Duanmu's Zhenjun was so aggressive that he looked around and asked coldly.

"Ha ha……"

Suddenly, a mocking and sarcastic laughter sounded.

An old man with a dry body and thin cheeks did not know when he appeared here. His eyes seemed vicissitudes, and he could see through everything. He said lightly, "It's really powerful."

"you are……"

Duanmu's Zhenjun took a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of Duanmu's Zhenjun fell on the old man's waist.

Seeing this Zongmen token, Duanmu's Zhenjun was shocked, and his eyes showed an incredible color, exclaiming: "Luri Palace!"

These three words seem to have a magical power.

Inside and outside the long pavilion, it quieted down instantly.

Almost all monks who can practice in Yuanying Realm have heard of the Nine Schools of Xianmen.

I've heard of the Nine Schools of Xianmen, and Yuan Ying Zhenjun, who is still in the Northern Territory, could not have never heard of Liuli Palace!

This is the true super gate of Beiyu, a monster!

"Dare to ask which Taoist friend of Liuli Palace?"

Duanmu's Zhenjun faintly foresaw what, and asked hard.

"There is no old name, but it is an old servant of His Majesty."

The old man's voice in the Liuli Palace is still very calm.

"Young master, young master ... is he here?"

Duanmu's Zhenjun murmured, his mouth was bitter.

He finally understood who Duanmu Kang was in.

If the person from Liuli Palace descended on the ruins of Dagan, even ten Duanmu Kang would not be his opponent!

Thirty years ago, that person was the first real person in Beiyu!

As early as ten years ago, this person could enter the Yuanying Realm, but only to enter the ancient battlefield two decades later, he did not take that step.

The Liuli Palace has no limits!

Thirty years ago, in the Northern Territory, Jin Danjing was invincible!

When the top ten doorkeepers and the four doorkeepers heard the words "Xi Wuya", they all became silent.

Ouyang Zhenjun sighed softly: "If we would have come to know that the endless horizon would come, why should we send our disciples to fight for Zhu Guo?

(End of this chapter)