Chapter 580: The return of the leader

Without the giants sitting in the town, it is that the ancient altar general altar is like no one to the clan kings.
Many ancient gods and light shadows shrouded above the general altar, roaring in unison.
The clan king turned a blind eye to this, while stepping forward, some evil spirits condensed into a gun front, and a shot was stabbed.
Each shot is an ancient of light and shadow.
The king of the clan came to stand in the ancient altar of the ancient gods, and the large array of ancient gods guarding the general altar also declared its disintegration.
The two elders, Peng Feng and Du Qiming, who presided over the battle, all vomited blood.
Although Peng Feng was guilty of defending the armor, but as the first person in charge of hosting the large array, he was also more seriously injured than Du Qiming.
However, the clan king did not bother with them, but came directly to the place where Shanjiang River was closed.
The tall figure stood at the door of Dongfu and looked around, then shook his head slightly: "Is Jiang Yan not at all?"
In Practice 1, Tang Yiming and Hong Biao stood at the entrance of the cave, and felt pressured as they faced the clan kings who seemed to be in front of the world.
Even if the other party didn't look at them at all, they all felt suffocated.
It is the body of Wu Sheng, facing the tall man in front of him, for a while, he faintly felt the need to worship, as if a mortal faced a deity.
Tang Yiming and Hong Biao quickly mobilized their strengths and stabilized their minds.
The practice is better than them, but also looks dignified.
She took a deep breath, and the king of the court saluted: "The present leader Jiang is not in the general altar right now. It is because we deliberately concealed each other, and please do n’t blame the overlord."
The wild king Wang Wolongsha turned his eyes to practice step 1: "It is indeed worthy of the Red Dust Top Ten. The talent potential is indeed very good. Yu Shanming may not be your opponent ..."
He paused slightly, looking at Lianyi's pupils, and there was a sudden flash of light.
Watched by the eyes of the clan king, the pressure felt at Lianbuyi was suddenly greater than that.
She also needs to be fully focused and focused to resist.
Fortunately, the king of the clan did not intend to kill, but showed a little unexpected feeling: "Are you orphans of the Northern Wei Dynasty?"
I heard silence in practice.
Peng Feng, Du Qiming, and Tang Yiming and Hong Biao, who came here, heard the words of the clan king with a look of astonishment.
Hundreds of years ago, there were four dynasties in Hongchen.
Beyond the Eastern Zhou, Western Qin, and Southern Chu, there were also Northern Wei.
Only about two hundred years ago, Wei Emperor at that time disappeared strangely, his life and death were unknown, and his successor was not strong enough to be annexed by the joint siege of other dynasties. The national strength deteriorated until the end of the country. dust.
Today, there are only three dynasties.
The former territory and population of the Northern Wei Dynasty were mostly divided by the four major forces of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, the Western Qin Dynasty, the Yanhai Mountains in the North Sea, and the Heishui Jue Palace.
Originally belonging to the Zongmen forces under the rule of the Northern Wei Dynasty, some disappeared with the Northern Wei Dynasty, and some were dependent on other families.
Others have a chance to find another way, but the Northern Wei Dynasty will naturally have no good results.
The ancestral gates of Yanran Mountain and Heishui Jue Palace in the North Sea are just fine. Of course, the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and Western Qin Dynasty will not allow the Northern Wei royal family to survive.
Today, nearly two hundred years have passed, and most people in the Red Dust regard the Northern Wei Dynasty as just a written record on ancient books.
But at this moment, the attention of Peng Feng and others are all focused on the practice.
I saw a red dragon light and shadow, looming in the red light, rising from the body of the exercise.
In the past four dynasties, the dragon spirit of the Western Qin Dynasty was black, the dragon spirit of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty was purple, and the dragon spirit of the Southern Chu Dynasty was gold.
The red color is the legendary dragon spirit of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
At this time, the power in the blood of a step is bred.
Even though the seal of intentional suppression is usually not visible, at this moment, under the tremendous pressure caused by the clan king, all hidden forces are forced to erupt to resist external threats.
Practicing a step calmly and calmly, he clearly understands his own life.
On her white forehead skin, a branching red line faintly appeared, resembling a dragon pattern, majestic and overbearing, showing the royal power of the Northern Wei Dynasty in the past.
Peng Feng and Du Qiming are two old masters. They can be regarded as practicing step by step, and have grown up to the present day by step.
But before, she never realized that she had such a vision.
When she was low in her early years, there must be a master to help her cover up ...
In Peng Feng and others, the same ideas emerged.
However, they soon got the idea out of their minds.
There may now be more critical situations waiting for them.
Sure enough, the clan king looked at the practice step, his curiosity flashed on his face, and he recovered quickly as usual.
"In the Northern Wei Dynasty, there are still bloodline orphans, and they can be regarded as a line left in the sky. It is rare and rare." He calmly said, "Do you know where Jiang Yan is?"
Walk silently.
The clan king wasn't angry: "I have given Jiang Yan enough time. He should go out and receive the news early, knowing that I am going to the door today.
However, I have n’t seen anyone yet, so do n’t plan to come back? "
The ancient gods present at the scene were all gloomy.
The clan king shook his head: "Whether he has no time to split up or dare not come back, it seems that I cannot see him today.
Coming from a long distance, I can't run empty, and I don't have any general knowledge with you, just leave a mark. "
During the talk, the intangible and indomitable momentum seemed to turn into a tangible lance, spreading around, collapsing the back mountain of the ancient ’s altar and expanding to the entire altar.
Although it did not intentionally hurt people, its momentum was to completely level the ancient altar of altarism and wipe it out from the red dust.
Without the protection of the mountain guard, Peng Feng and others struggled to protect themselves, let alone protect the general altar.
"This is the end of today, but things aren't over." The loud sound of the landslide couldn't hold back Wang Pinghe's calm voice: "Tell Jiang Yan, I will come again in seven days. If he still should not fight, then I will be completely out of trouble. Conquer your ancient theology. "
Practicing step one, Peng Feng and others were furious, but there was nothing they could do.
Other church members are desperate.
But at this moment, the original calm king, with a slight look suddenly, looked up.
Seeing a line of golden light, it suddenly descended from the sky and landed in the middle of the ancient altar.
Dao Guanghua, spreading around, covering the entire altar.
At the same time, the mysterious brilliance of Xuan Ao also protected the general altar of ancient gods, letting Fang Cai's earth-shattering destructive power disappear.
All the ancient gods were overjoyed.
The leader finally came back.
Can withstand the amazing power of the clan kings, except for Jiang Yan, who is also a giant of Wu Zun in ancient gods, obviously does not want to be a second person.
The church members were relieved.
However, the expression of the clan king was a little weird, and he looked towards Jin Guangyuan.
He looked around and asked, "This is what you got in the legendary congenital grave?"
After hearing this, all the ancient gods gathered together.
Everyone looked carefully. The golden light was dazzling, but it was faintly visible. The source of the brilliance was a sycamore tree about ten meters high, stretching its leaves in the wind.
A golden sycamore tree loomed.
When the figure was clearly seen, the ancient gods could not help but look different.
Some people are overjoyed, others are mixed.
Indeed the leader returned.
But for some people, this leader is not another ...
Under the golden light, on the Indus tree, a young man in a black robe stood against his hand, and it was Chen Luoyang!
Chen Luoyang calmly looked at Wolongsha, the barbaric king: "It's rude to delay some time on the road and come back later."
The clan king chuckled: "It's not you who are rude, it's Jiang Yan. I gave him my battle books."
Chen Luoyang said: "Cang Lantie, died in my hands."
"How about that? It only means that he is not good at art." The clan king said indifferently: "As for you, I also have to admit that you are truly amazing, extraordinary, and infinite in the future. But for me, only I ’m interested in you in the future, and I look forward to fighting with you when you come to Wu Zun. "
He looked at Chen Luoyang: "As of now, it is too early, so the person I am looking for is Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan shouldn't dare to come out, so I'll push you to be a shield? He's so scornful. "
The ancient gods taught everyone to look dark and gloomy.
Many people were restless and looked around, hoping that the leader Jiang Yan would show up.
As the King of the Clan said, although Vice-Chan Chen is truly amazing and hard to measure with common sense, his current status is still lower. Www.EbookFREE.me is not enough to compete with the giants. .
Although the golden sycamore tree looks superb and protects the general altar of ancient religion, everyone has never forgotten that the clan king has not really shot it yet.
If the other party really starts, the Golden Indus may not be able to protect Vice-Chan Chen.
After hearing the words of the clan king, some people remembered a rumor.
His own deputy Chen Chen may be the legendary disciple.
Perhaps it can be used to deter the clan king from taking action?
If so, it would be a feasible way.
Is it because of this reason that Jiang Yanjiang did not show up and asked Vice-Chan Chen to take the lead?
Everyone was speculating, Chen Luoyang looked back at the place where Shanjiang was retreating, and then rushed to Peng Feng and Lianbu and others and asked, "Isn't Jiang Jiang retreating?"
Peng Feng and others looked ugly: "Leader, not now ..."
"So it is." Chen Luoyang's expression was not shocked, but he nodded calmly: "It doesn't matter."
He turned to look at the clan king: "What's the matter, I took it."
"You, you can't handle it." The clan king smiled angrily: "Stop the Supreme, sin and sin, and bother his old man to save you."
When talking, it was a punch directly, and he hit Chen Luoyang without mercy!
If the light of the golden sycamore tree was blocking its speed, it would be almost impossible for Chen Luoyang to capture the trajectory of the opponent.
But the brilliance of the golden sycamore tree is also difficult to stop this terrifying gunpoint.
Before the opponent's attack, Chen Luoyang's heart was paralyzed for a while.
However, he was calm.
"Why bother your teacher?"
Chen Luoyang raised his hand lightly.
The splendor of the golden sycamore tree changed suddenly, with numerous runes intertwined, a huge and unmatched innate gossip picture covering the ancient altar of God.