Chapter 171: Helpless!

Inside the underground palace at this time, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Many mysterious iron assassins felt the terrifying pressure before, and even though they were separated from the formation of the underground palace, they could all hear the deafening noise outside.
The sensation of turbulence from the upper strata further proved the thinking of some people.
Something happened to the outside world.
"Where is the lord?"
A mysterious iron killer seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and asked hurriedly.
"Yes, go report it to your lord!"
The rest of the people also woke up like a dream. The heavy pressure over the past few days has caused them to lose their most basic judgment. At this moment, they were reminded, and immediately rushed to find Wen Zhengrong.
But many people shed a cold sweat, knowing in their hearts that the sky has changed outside.
The previous level of pressure swept through, and the violent turbulence of the ground, it was definitely Grandmaster Ming You who had taken action.
At this moment, the underground palace of the imperial capital had rebelled and lost the support of the gods. The appearance of Grand Master Ming You outside is definitely not good news for the ‘traitors’ in the underground palace.
Some people even wondered whether they were right or wrong following Wen Zhengrong and rebelling from the Yan Palace this time?
King Cang... will he really help them?
With this thought in mind, a group of profound iron killers entered the depths of the underground palace, only to see a mess.
The treasures and classics stored in the underground palace of the imperial capital were all swept away. Looking inside, there were all kinds of exercises and martial arts that were too late to take away in each library, thrown on the ground in a mess.
Wen Zhengrong, escaped!
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"Boss, thank you for your foresight, you built this secret road early that year."
"But we are leaving like this, will His Royal Highness..."
In the secret tunnel of the underground palace, the Wen Zhengrong trusted confidant said worriedly, but before he could finish speaking, Wen Zhengrong said in a deep voice, "Shut up!"
The former was stunned, and said: "I'm just worried that His Royal Highness will settle accounts after Autumn. Even if we run to the horizon, we won't be able to escape the pursuit of a grandmaster."
"Do you think that King Cang would be so idle, specifically chasing me?" Wen Zhengrong walked hurriedly ahead with a very ugly expression: "What's more, there is already a grandmaster in the outside world fighting against each other, but Yuan Jingtao has not shown up for a long time. King Cang may have given up on me."
Speaking of this, Wen Zhengrong showed a hint of resentment on his face: "If I hadn't been bewitched by Yuan Jingtao, why should I have fallen to this point? And... Lu Li!"
Mentioning the name, Wen Zhengrong gritted his teeth, "When I leave the underground palace and escape the limelight, I will definitely want that little beast to peel off his skin and get cramped, so that he knows what's wrong with me!"
The Black Iron Killer behind him heard these words, but he didn't say a word and didn't know what he was thinking.
However, Wen Zhengrong did not care about him.
The relationship between the two is very complicated. To Wen Zhengrong, he is a confidant, but in fact, he is a subordinate who works well, and there is a little relationship between the two when they get together in the end. And taking him while running away, Wen Zhengrong also had a different thought in his heart.
For example, at a critical moment, pushing this guy out to replace him with death, as long as he can block a breath, Wen Zhengrong will be more sure of running away.
"Boss, it's time to exit."
The black iron killer saw the light coming from ahead, his voice was full of joy.
Wen Zhengrong's expression was also a little better, and he unconsciously touched the storage ring in his hand. He had installed all the valuable things in the underground palace of the imperial capital, and there was his full wealth in this ring. . At such a tense moment, the thing in this ring is his hope for a comeback.
"When I escaped from the Swallowing Heaven Sacred Nation, I will use these things to go to the Extreme Heaven Demon Nation for greater benefits."
"Perhaps, sects can also be established, and the night sect can be called the sixth country of the wild, why should I?"
Various thoughts flashed in Wen Zhengrong's mind, he couldn't help speeding up his pace and quickly left the secret tunnel.
Behind this secret road is the vast mountain range. As long as you enter it, you will return to the sea. Even if Grandmaster Ming You has everything to do, there is no way to accurately find a person in this mountain range.
"Just leave the Swallowing Heaven Sacred Country..."
The moment Wen Zhengrong stepped out of the secret path, before he could see the form of the periphery, a terrifying force locked him.
At that moment, Wen Zhengrong almost felt death coming, and the true energy all over his body boiled spontaneously. Immediately he raised his head, looked at the figure in front of him, and said bitterly: "You really want to kill them all?"
"Wen Zhengrong, put the storage ring down."
The person who stopped at the exit of the secret road was Lin Wangbei.
"Marshal Lin, can't you let me go alive?" Wen Zhengrong said a little excited: "You know that the so-called inheritance of the upper realm is just a rumor. All this is a trick by that little beast!"
"Does your majesty let him play the grandmaster of the whole holy kingdom?"
Lin Wangbei did not answer these words, but calmly said: "Nianzai you have also made meritorious service for the divine authority. After you die, you will still be the killer of the land."
Wen Zhengrong knew that Lin Wangbei's killing intent had been settled upon hearing it. Without a word, he reached out and grabbed the mysterious iron killer behind him, and threw it towards Lin Wangbei with all his strength!
But he moved faster, a punch with a fierce force, directly smashing the ground, and when the dust was full, he had already crossed Linwang and rushed into the depths of the mountains.
Lin Wangbei didn't move, so the mysterious iron assassin stopped in front of him, looked at the assassin with despair in his eyes, Lin Wangbei groaned, remembering Gu Haoran's words, slightly Raising his hand to shake it back, he said indifferently: "Your life or death is left to your leader to decide."
After speaking, Lin Wangbei stood up and flew in the direction where Wen Zhengrong had escaped.
The Black Iron Assassin who escaped from the dead trembled all over, and after a long time he recovered his composure, took off his visor, revealing a face that was already distorted by hatred.
He calmed down for a moment, and then chased the two into the mountains.
Wen Zhengrong, who had fled into the mountains, noticed that Lin Wangbei was still chasing after him. He secretly cursed this person as a stick, and the grandmaster, the marshal of Zhen Guo, could actually let go. The figure shot at himself, and also put on such an endless posture.
Is this also that kid's contacts?
A terrible thought flashed in Wen Zhengrong's mind, and the cold sweat immediately wetted his back.
He didn't dare to stay for a moment at all. He used his fateful trump card and urged his move with all his strength. It almost turned into a black phantom light. Taking advantage of the complex terrain in the mountains to hide from the east, Lin Wangbei did not catch up.
Wen Zhengrong's intention was very clear. As long as he escaped into the boundaries of the sects of the mountains, Lin Wangbei, as the town marshal of the Heaven-Swallowing Holy Nation, should not continue to chase him in even if it is to avoid suspicion. Otherwise, it will anger those strong people in the sect, and it will be a trouble.
Lin Wangbei also saw Wen Zhengrong's plan, frowned for a moment, and attacked indiscriminately, one after another, and the whole mountain range reverberated with loud noises. Wen Zhengrong was so scared that his soul was dissipated, and he was swept by the aftermath several times, and his internal organs were shaken, but he suffered serious injuries in this way.
The gap between Mingyou and Immortal is too big.
Not to mention Lin Wangbei, a strong man in a bright and secluded realm.
"Unexpectedly, this guy is still very tricky." After a wanton attack, Lin Wangbei found that the Wenrong body is really slippery, and couldn't help sighing: "The land killers are really troublesome, even if it's just Immortal Realm. , Can’t be underestimated.

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Wangbei fetched something from the void, holding a narrow-blade long knife exuding monstrous magical energy in his hand, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Helpless!"
boom!
A black knife shadow that seemed to be able to split the sky and the earth fell into the mountains. Within a range of tens of miles, the sky and the earth fell, and everything died!
"Let's see if you are running faster or Lin's knife is faster!" Lin Wangbei didn't even look at the destroyed area, and raised his hand to slash it out again.
Wen Zhengrong was almost going crazy at this time. He didn't expect Lin Wangbei to have such a courage. The frontier was the boundary of those sects, so he didn't care about it.
But he seemed to have forgotten that Lin Wangbei, as the marshal of the Kingdom of the Sacred Country of Swallowing Heaven, had been fighting all his life, and he had always been fearless and fearless. His forbearance has always been for the holy country, not wanting to provoke troublesome characters.
As for the sect in this mountain range?
That's it!