Vol 20 Chapter 1: Natural Altar (Part 2)

Guo Twelve retracted behind Juhu Miluo, and secretly scolded her for being talkative.
Ling Zhenren said: "No matter who said it, did you say it?"
Bao Chengyong said with a little bit of embarrassment: "Move another position, move again ..." He was already in second place, and moved a little more, he came to Feng Xilong, that is to say, this guy wanted The first try to get the chance of ancient Molian.
Feng Xilong scolded: "You are an greedy old thing! You are already the second one, what more?"
Bao Chengyong said very sincerely: "In case, your first one will succeed, I will not run for nothing, it is vomiting blood and fatigue, it is not easy!"
Everyone is speechless, this guy is a bit rogue. Ling Zhenren is also getting hot, he said: "Do you want to do it? Leave without doing it!"
Yan Ruodai persuaded: "Bao Chengyong, you are a top professional, not an ordinary person, you have to count your words, don't be tossed, get out."
Shiyan Xilong snorted coldly.
Seeing to cause public anger, Bao Chengyong could only succumb. He originally just wanted to try it out. At this point, he didn't want to really arouse everyone's disgust. He hurriedly said: "Okay ... okay, well, the old man is a hard-working person. I come first, I come first There are not many opportunities, everyone will do their best! "
After a while, the giant rock expanded again. Everyone knew that there was no delay, and quickly prepared for a shot.
Bao Chengyong stood on the altar, and again designated the black sword, another blood squirted out and landed on the black sword. The black sword flew out and turned into a giant sword with a length of 800 meters.
Zhou Xiaoling threw out her tongue and said, "This is spraying sperm blood? How can it be so spraying so much, it is pitiful."
Guo Twelve said in a small voice: "It's okay, spray and spray are used to ..."
Poof!
Eagle Demon turned his head.
Hey, cough! cough!
Juehu Miluo stretched his face and coughed constantly. This is really irritating.
Zhou Xiaoling pushed Guo Twelve and said, "You guys will talk nonsense."
Bao Chengyong danced on the altar, and countless imaginary signs merged into the black sword. The black sword swelled again, reaching a kilometer before stopping. He shouted: "Everyone is ready! I'm going to shoot, I'm going to shoot!"
Everyone is ready to shoot, except Guo Twelve and a few of them. Juehu Miluo shot for the first time, he said: "Sit behind me, don't move, talk nonsense!"
Guo Twelve and others immediately closed their mouths, but this was the point of life and death, and no error could be made in any way.
Bao Chengyong held in both hands, just like holding an invisible sword, suddenly screamed: "Cut!"
Zhou Xiaoling was terrified to close her eyes. Guo Twelve could barely support, trying to watch with wide eyes. This opportunity is hard to come by. He has to see if this sword can split this mountain-like boulder.
The sound of the thousand-meter sword is very amazing, the rumble of the broken sky is like rolling thunder across the sky.
The huge mountain-like rock suddenly turned rapidly. Ling Zhenren knows badly, it is difficult to crash the giant sword by turning at this speed. He shouted and patted with a palm. A fictitious palm just flew out of the altar, and turned into a giant palm of 100 meters in size, slapping hard against the boulder.
Banged loudly, palms on it, and struck a huge palm print. The rotation of the boulder stalled for a while, and at the same time, the black giant sword was severely cut on the boulder.
With a series of shocking explosions, a deep crack appeared on the boulder.
Feng Xilong shouted: "Not enough! Not enough! Bao Chengyong cut another sword!"
Bao Chengyong's old face was almost twisted into a ball. He drummed up Yu Yong, and once again played a thousand-handed mantra, the giant sword raised again. He screamed: "This is our last chance. If we don't succeed, everyone will die together ... Open it to me!"
Guo Twelve looked cold and sweaty, which was too scary.
Ling Zhenren shouted: "Staring at a place to fight! Expand that crack!"
The giant rock began to move, and the rumbling sounds kept shaking, and the direction of movement was just above everyone's head. Luo Zhan raised his head, his mouth grew up, the eagle demon face was gloomy, Guo Twelve and Zhou Xiaoling held hands tightly, and looked at the moving giant rock together, which was very shocking.
The giant sword was cut again.
Lingzheng then shot, then Yan Ruodai, Feng Xilong followed. The six top professional players shot one after another, and the giant rock finally couldn't resist, and began to burst in large chunks. Ling Zhenren shouted: "Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
Boom!
The whole boulder collapsed. The crowd had just quit 100 meters, and heard Zhen Zhen Ling shouting, "Rush over!"
Once the boulder collapses, the lock of the rune will disappear. The six altars made a round turn, and started abruptly, rushing forward with great speed.
Bao Chengyong has completely languished. He sat down, withdrew the black giant sword, gasped violently, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Mom's, mom's ... the old man is too big!"
The six altars are connected in series, seemingly awkward, but under the command of Ling Zhenren, they are extremely flexible, avoiding the falling boulders, passing by quickly, encountering slightly smaller stones, and directly crushing them with sacrifice treasures. It broke through in a few seconds. Without the lock of the rune, the speed of the altar is much faster than flying.
Guo Twelve listened to the faint roar from below, and said, "Finally, Uncle Hawk and Devil, what natural rune will you encounter in the future, as far as possible, horror."
Eagle Demon nodded: "Well."
Zhou Xiaoling curiously said: "Twelve, will you really avoid it?" She didn't believe it at all.
Guo Xieyi said seriously: "Little life matters!"
Juhu Miluo almost threw him out of the altar, cursing: "A little bit good, OK?"
Guo Twelve smiled and said: "Uncle, here!" He successfully diverted Juhu Miluo's attention again.
Lin Zhenren said: "Finally rushed in, this natural rune is not complicated except for its great power. As long as it has absolute power, you can come in. Ha ha, we succeeded."
Bao Chengyong sighed: "In a few years ... I can't recover, alas, it's too hurtful."
Guo Twelve said: "I can't see anything, so thick fog! Are we really coming in?"
Feng Xilong said: "I'll lead the way, don't let the altar go, let's go together." He was the first to drive the altar. Of the six altars, one started the others and followed. After a moment, everyone's eyes lit up, and a place similar to a patio appeared, surrounded by dense fog, but a bright light in the middle.
This place is not big. The area is about one thousand meters. The ground is very clean. It is full of fine sand. There is no footprints and no plants. In the central area, there is a large black disc. Stacked like a broken pine cone.
Guo Twelve visually inspected and said: "The diameter is ten meters, this is the ancient Molian? It seems to have nothing to do with the lotus ... the color is white? No, it is silver-white ..."
Juehu Miluo said: "Go down, I want to put away the altar."
Guo Twelve and others flew down, stepped on the ground, the sand suddenly flowed, and a huge suction dragged him down to the ground, scaring him to desperately fly upward, shouting: "Don't touch the ground! Uncle Eagle, pull me up! "
Zhou Xiaoling was beside him, grabbing his wrist, and the devil grabbed his neck collar, dragging it hard. They were so powerful that they pulled him out at once.
Guo Twelve had a heart palpitation: "Fuck, what kind of stuff can actually trap people!" Once he got into it, the soul seemed to fall into it too. It was very scary, he felt a powerless feeling. If it is caught in ordinary sediment, there will be absolutely no such feeling, which seems to be a trap specifically for professionals.
Ling Zhenren said: "This is quicksand, you can't step on it. If quicksand is stuck in your chest, even we can't save you. If you pull hard, you will break your body."
This sentence scared Guo Shiji out of a cold sweat.
Feng Xilong and others all flew to the edge of the ancient Molian and looked closely one by one.
Guo Twelve of them was also very curious, and followed to the ancient Molian side. Zhou Xiaoling said: "Oh, it smells very comfortable. Twelve, do you smell it?"
Guo Twelve nodded and said, "It doesn't seem to be smelling with the nose ... It is felt with the soul."
Came closer and discovered that Gu Molian was very beautiful, with a texture like white jade, a faint flash of silver, and a wave of fluctuations slowly spreading, which the soul could feel. With the fluctuation, there seems to be a strange fragrance that diffuses in the soul and feels very comfortable.
Ancient Molian didn't know what formed it. It looked like neither jade, nor metal, nor a plant. It hung weirdly one meter above the ground and turned extremely slowly.
Guo Twelve counted it carefully. There are a total of seventeen layers. Each layer contains about one hundred and ten things like petals. They are stacked one on top of the other. From a partial perspective, it looks a bit like a lotus, but from an overall perspective, it looks more like It's a plate together, giving a very weird feeling, the top is like a platform.
Zhou Xiaoling said: "It seems to be an altar ......"
Guo Twelve admitted that Zhou Xiaoling made a point ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This thing really looks like an altar.
Juhu Miluo said: "This is a natural altar in itself, but it has not been sacrificed and cannot be an altar ... Of course, once the collection is successful, the ancient Molian can also become a powerful sacrificial treasure, which is extremely useful, but very difficult Charge, without some luck, even if you see it, it's useless. "
Guo pointed at the bottom of Gu Molian and asked, "What is that?"
Ling Zhenren said: "That is the magic liquid, you can wash the altar ..."
Guo Twelve surprised: "Is this the magic liquid? Not many, like multicolored clouds, I thought the magic liquid is a liquid like water."
Whether it is Bao Chengyong, Feng Xilong, Shiyan Xilong, Yan Ruodai, Ling Zhenren, Juhu Miluo, looking at the ancient Molian expressions one by one, it is like an old pervert seeing an alluring country Peerless beauty, Guo Twelve can even hear their heavy breathing.
After a while, Feng Xilong said: "My first ... If it succeeds, hey, Gu Molian is mine ..." He rubbed his hands and looked like he would get it.
Bao Chengyong said: "Slow!"
Feng Xilong gloomed and asked, "Why? Do you want to regret it?"
Bao Chengyong said with confidence, "Who repented? Who repented? I never regretted what I said!" This guy just regretted it once, but was suppressed by everyone.
Feng Xilong said: "Not regretting, why are you stopping me?"
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