Chapter 1112: Yellow Turban warrior, praise his father's body

Listening to the noisy words below, Zhang Bairen had a calculation in his mind. At this time, he was confident in his hands, and he was sitting calmly.
Countless stones were cut open by Mohist beasts and transported to the outside of the valley. If you talk about the ability to open mountains and crack rocks, move mountains and fill seas, Mohists are indeed great.
Not long after, all the rocks in the radius of the circle were dug through, and then a ruin slowly appeared in front of everyone in the blur.
altar!
The altar of Li Xu!
The altar is 20 meters deep under the rock. No wonder no one has ever discovered the relics of the Taiping Road for hundreds of years.
The key is that the Taiping Road site is too wide, and it is a bit frightening.
Moreover, the altar and the rocks are integrated into one body and turned into fossils, and there has never been any divine power revealed. Even if there is a powerful passing by here, it is impossible to find the mystery of this place.
"The altar found that the next step is to open the coordinates of the cave and sky here!" An ancestor said, rubbing his hands with excitement in his eyes.
"Array flags, sacrifices, and runes are indispensable!" Another ancestor said.
At this time, everyone in the field, look at me and I look at you, and you saw an old ancestor of Lingbao, Yangshen, suddenly fell into the arena: "Everyone, I have the flag, but I need blood to sacrifice to Huang Tian! Incense!"
"Blood food is easy to find, but incense is not easy!" Li Shimin frowned.
Before the Wang family killed so many people on Lianshan Road, there was no shortage of blood sacrifices, and the key was the power of incense!
The power of incense is everyone's lifeblood, and this thing can be used less.
"You don't need to worry about the power of incense, the old man has accumulated a lot of incense over the years!" Li Yong's divine light flashed, appeared in the court, stomped, and the power of endless incense poured into the altar.
The ancestor of Lingbao slapped the flag, and saw that after the flag absorbed the incense and blood, it scattered and fluctuated, and the space was distorted.
Zhang Bairen saw it clearly, and a door of space was slowly opening.
As soon as he stretched his palm, he saw Li Yuanba's hammer suddenly smashed out, and the ground shook and collapsed. The gate of the cave and the twisted void were blasted by his punch.
"The cave sky is present, so just rush in!" Li Yuanba took the lead and rushed towards the cave sky.
The surrounding real people, Yangshen, immediately followed Li Yuanba, rushing towards the space.
"Eternal ages, no one disturbs my peace!" There was a thunderous sound, and the ground was shaking, and there was a sound of crying father and mother in the cave. The real Yang gods only hate their parents. Two hands were born, scrambling to get out of the big formation.
"boom!"
Li Yuanba fell out of the cave in embarrassment, looking at the entrance of the room with shocked eyes.
"What happened?" Li Ming looked at Li Yuanba.
"People! What a big person!" Li Yuanba's eyes were full of shock.
next moment
No need to explain, Li Ying already understood what Li Yuanba was going to say!
He is really a big person!
"Tear~"
The entrance to the cave sky was suddenly torn apart, and a second-floor-high thigh slowly stepped out of the cave sky, the sole of the foot was like a car, and the foot was shaking.
The giant walked out slowly, with a yellow scarf on his head, and his eyes were hazy.
"Yellow Turban Warrior!" Zhang Heng's pupils shrank, "I didn't expect that there would be a Yellow Turban Warrior in Taiping Road!"
"Yellow Turban is very powerful?" Zhang Bairen asked puzzledly.
"It's not just a powerful one? Although the yellow turban warrior has the power of the law world, it is more the power of the material world!" Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Bairen: "You'll know later!"
Zhang Bairen really knows!
I saw the yellow turban warrior sweeping the crowds in the field, and then gradually regained the clarity in his eyes: "Taiping Road Huang Turban warrior Jiazishu, after listening to the master sent!"
There was silence in the field, and the yellow-turbaned man swept across the field, frowning: "There is no peace road talisman, how can you wake me up?"
"Those who commit my peace, kill without mercy!" Zhang Bairen only felt that the mountains and rivers swayed as he grasped the palm of the yellow-scared man, and he was pulled up out of thin air by the man and slammed into the people on the altar.
Zhang Bairen stood up and stood in the clouds. He finally knew why Li Yuanba was smashed into the air by the yellow turban warrior.
"Oh, this is bad luck, how did I feel a familiar breath from the ancestors!" Yi Yuanquan's eyes rolled in Zhang Bairen's sleeve, grabbed the sleeve, and looked at the yellow turban warrior below, suddenly exclaimed: "Oh my God , That put this guy out!"
"The ancestor knew this strong man?" Zhang Bairen whispered.
"Knowing! How can you not know! Back in the ancient war, Kua's father's body was missing. Who knew that when he reappeared, he was made into a puppet thousands of years ago!" Yiyuanquan said gleefully: "These guys are bad luck. Yes, back then, the Zhang family brothers used these yellow-turbaned men to rampage all over the world. If it weren’t for the Zhongzhou Dragon Qi, and then Lu Wenhou who was about to ascend to immortality, I’m afraid the big man is already in the world of Taiping Dao, and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom has been built, and there will be no more families. Where."
"It's a pity~EbookFREE.me~ Even though Lv Wenhou had repelled the Yellow Turban Warrior, he was severely injured by the Yellow Turban Warrior. His injuries were delayed and unable to heal. It is really a pity to be hanged in front of the White Gate Tower!" Yi Yuan Quanyan Sigh gently.
Zhang Bairen's expression was shocked: "You mean, this yellow turban warrior once fought against Lu Wenhou?"
"It's not a big battle, it's a complete abuse! If it hadn't been for Lu Wenhou to take the opportunity to slash the owner of the Yellow Turban Warrior, Zhang Jiao, causing the Yellow Turban Warrior to lose control, I am afraid that Lu Wenhou would have become the dead soul of the Yellow Turban Warrior!"
Zhang Bairen's face showed fear, and his figure retreated again.
Back then the yellow turban warrior had a master, and he could still check and balance. Now that the yellow turban warrior loses his master, isn't it all weak?
Li Yuanba was holding a pair of hammers in his hands, and his eyes showed excitement: "Finally, there is something stronger than me! Finally there is something stronger than me!"
Li Yuanba swung the two hammers and threw it toward the yellow-turbaned man with excitement.
"Yuanba!" Li family father and son exclaimed.
"boom!"
Li Yuanba sprayed blood and flew out.
Li Yuanba, who dominates the world, is not the enemy of the yellow turban warrior, it is incredible.
"Could the ancient gods be so powerful?" Zhang Bairen was shocked.
"You think too much. The real Kuafu is not as powerful as that. The body of Kuafu was sacrificed by people with a secret method, and after thousands or tens of thousands of years of gestation, it may not be necessary for someone to become a of Yang to cultivate the emptiness. It can really seal the town!" Yiyuanquan sighed faintly: "If you want to surrender the yellow turban warrior, the only way is to control the Taiping Talisman."
"Who is the old fairy Nanhua!" Zhang Bairen was shocked, and he became more and more afraid of old Nanhua fairy.
It is by no means an easy generation to make such a perverted thing.
"You will disturb the Taipingdao altar, and be punished!" The yellow turban master raised his palm, and the mountain suddenly covered the universe and fell.