Repugnant Gateway

Sometimes thinking about this world is full of irony and contradiction. If the underground palace is not discovered, with the scale and firmness of the underground palace, when the disaster of the world comes, it may protect tens of millions of people. Found, destroyed, hope is gone. However, if it is not found, then what is the value of the existence of this palace? It's just an existing decoration.

Gray, ironic.

Tan Shanse and Anzheng rushed out of the broken and collapsed palace one after the other. The food box that was used during the peak period of Anzheng was left in the ruins to suppress the golden body of hundreds of Taoist disciples.

The two seemed to pass by two streamers in the wild, chasing and jumping.

No one noticed where the woman named Di Yuan went when the underground palace collapsed. At that time, the situation was too dangerous and urgent. Among the smoke.

She may have died in the rubble, or she may have left. But when she looked back at the wrong direction about the mountain's departure, the sadness in her eyes could not be suppressed.

Some people say that such a person is not worthy of having love, because he can't give a perfect return. But people like Tan Shanse are even more unworthy of having love. All he has is just to ask for it.

I don't know how long the two have been chasing and running away. Through the mountain jungle, through the desert grassland, through the day and night.

One refused to give up, and the other certainly refused to give up. It's time for the two to fight for so long. Anzheng had no chance to kill Tan Shanse in the past time, and Tan Shanse had many chances to kill Anzhan in the past time, but no matter whether there was a chance or no chance, both of them survived this final duel Moment.

In the desert, two people passed by quickly, leaving behind two flying soots, looking down from the sky, it was two long dragons extending out.

On the grassland, the two passed by one after the other, and the grass over the knees separated like a wave to the sides. After the past, they fell off one after another. That was cut off by the two people's fierce murderousness.

On the big lake, two people flew by, stepping on the water and facing forward, and the waves separated to the sides as if passing by a speedboat. Youzai's fish in the water was disturbed, and then died, it was killed by the breath of two people.

An Zheng knew that a person like Tan Shanse would not be aimless even if he seemed to flee desperately. He went all the way west, through the Central Plains, and into the Western Regions. The two people continually walked between night and day, and the scenery in front of them was also changing dramatically.

The magnificent wooden buildings have turned into stone houses or adobe houses. The main colors of the Central Plains are red and green, while the main colors of the Western Region are gray and yellow. On a mountain that looks very tall, there are not many trees. The sparse trees also grow strangely, without the straightness of the birch trees or the tenacity of the green pine. These trees grow with their nature. On such a mountain, trees are luxury goods.

Amidst the turbulent rocks is a splendid temple, and the eyes of the sun reflected by the dome are painful. The red walls look bright in the distance and mottled in the close. There are not many monks in and out, and there are not many pilgrims, which is a little different from the scene where any temple in the Western Region is full of incense.

Tan Shanse ran outside the temple, and An Zheng chased outside the temple.

The temple door was open, and a young monk who was sweeping the floor was wearing a red monk's clothes and exposed half of his shoulders. On his shoulder, there is a natural mark, like a tattoo. The imprint looks like a unicorn roaring in the sky.

The little monk saw the gasping chatter at the door, and then looked at the murderous anxiety.

"This is a place outside the world, don't enter the door for murder and bloodshed."

He folded his hands together: "Don't disturb our spiritual practice."

Tan Shanse also looked very polite with his hands folded, but the tone was cold: "I think this place has a good view, so I chose this as my cemetery."

The young monk frowned: "Cleanly, there is no room for evil spirits."

Tan Shanse laughed: "Clearly tolerant of evil spirits? You people are really hypocritical. You think we may be a disaster, so we dare not let us in. However, not long ago, a big star fell in the sky, red light In the sky, how do you open the door and grab the stuff from this big star? "

The young monk's face changed: "Who are you?"

Tan Shanse seemed to be really tired. He sat down on the doorstep and wore a gruff face, and ignored the little monk. He looked at An Zhengxiao and smiled strangely.

"You have chased me for so long, the heart of killing me is getting stronger and stronger. But you really haven't thought about it, and you want to kill someone like me, the chance is only one thousandth of a second. After that, everything is in my calculations. "

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "So you look more tired."

Tan Shan said: "It doesn't matter, I'm tired, but I will still be defeated."

He pointed to the temple: "I should have come here first, and the deity sent me power. The power contained in the largest meteorite flew halfway, and was held here by the Buddhist monk in this temple. I get it back, how can you kill me. "

The young monk retreated back to the temple door and closed the temple door: "No one is allowed to enter!"

After a few seconds, blood ran out of the door.

The door opened with a creak, and a figure with a blood-red light shining through it pulled open the door and came out. He walked up to the stairs and stopped, looked down at the chatter sitting there, and snorted dismissively: "I am not your power, nor your waste power."

This time, even talking about the mountains was stunned.

The man looked tall, but the person in the red light was very white, and his eyes were blue, which was very different from the Central Plains. He has a large skeleton and a tiger's waist. The clothes she wears are also very special. The cloak is very large and long. The collar is standing. The contrast of blood red cloak and pale face is even more strange.

There is a hole in his forehead, inlaid with a clear blue gem. An Zheng knew who he was when he saw the gem, so he felt sad for no reason.

Suddenly he thought of Chen Shaobai, the exotic young girl who liked Chen Shaobai but eventually separated, the Princess Herald, who was tasked with revival. And she should never have thought that her enemies would actually appear in the Western Regions.

Tan Shanse did not expect that he had made a mistake.

"Who the **** are you?"

"It's your helper."

The tall man came out of the door and raised his fingers to argue, his hands were also unusually white and his nails were long.

"There are common enemies with you."

This guy, An Zheng still remembers the name.

Amariken.

Whenever the name is mentioned, the high princess of the princess gritted her teeth. A demon who was able to ascend to the land with the power of the sea's soul, and also slaughtered countless civilians on land. It's just that the place where these things happened is too far away from the Central Plains, so far away that they can be forgotten or ignored at any time. However, when this person truly stands in front of An Zheng, there will be an illusion that everything is doomed.

"I was already in control of the world in the West, but suddenly I saw a red light flying in the sky. I thought it was a call to me. The power contained in it surprised me and made me excited. I must To catch up, you must get the power of it. Once you get it, I will become the supreme existence of the world. I know that in your Eastern spiritual practice, there are three people called immortal emperors representing the mighty power. And I Once this power is obtained, it is enough to destroy the Three Immortal Emperors and become the co-owner of the world. "

The corner of his mouth hooked: "Fortunately, I was overtaken. Fortunately, this power was obtained by me. But what I didn't think of is ... This power digestion and absorption is not a matter of a moment and a half."

Tan Shanse sighed: "You are so lucky."

Ameriken snorted: "The power of your deity is affecting me all the time and wants to control me. But I am too underestimated. I have the power of the soul of the sea. Is it so easy to control?"

Tan Shan said: "If you knew that the power of your so-called sea spirit is just an ornament on the vegetable basket, what would you think."

Amariken's complexion is obviously not good. "You are talking nonsense."

Tan Shanse waved his hand: "Don't say this, I'm going to be exhausted, so if you are a person on my side, why don't you kill him quickly? In addition, I will tell you one more thing ... you are on your head You regard the so-called sea spirit of the treasure, there are a total of 18. As long as you kill this person, I will tell you where the other 17 are. With the power of 18 jewels, you will get a complete food basket."

"What the **** are you talking about!"

American glared at the mountains.

"Go quickly, go quickly."

Tan Shanse was really exhausted and a bit frustrated. The greatest power transmitted by the deity was actually obtained by the demon outside this domain, which is also a kind of irony for him. But all of this seemed to be doomed again. The power of the so-called sea spirit, which Ameriken chased, was just something that An Zheng once had. And now, it is this little bit of destiny that connects people together.

"Kill him, you take me to see your deity."

Ameriken ticked the corner of his mouth: "I like the feeling of invincible power. I may get his approval. If he can give me more power, I am willing to serve him as my master for life."

Tan Shanse snorted: "Do people on your side recognize the master so casually?"

American raised his hand, and a large long sword appeared in his palm. This kind of sword is different from the sword of the Central Plains, and it looks like a door. He is at least one head taller than Anzhen and has a mountain-like sense of oppression.

"Mine, it's all mine."

He looked greedily at the anti-breaking sword in An Zheng's hands.

"Western East, everything is mine."