Chapter 118: Montenegro

"what?"
Le Songzhen looked at the ink-and-wash map in front of him, and his face appeared suspicious.
Above the ink map, in the outermost white light representing the node of the Montenegro, a small spot flashed twice and suddenly extinguished.

Here is... Huang Fengdong?

Le Song is a real person: "I am afraid that the old road will have to eat, these foreigners, it is a bit of a skill!"
"The yellow-skinned squad that guards the Huangfeng Cave was originally a shallow demon, isn't it a coincidence?"
The next door to the aunt was cold, and in the tone, he was slightly dissatisfied.
She is always hostile to this strange stranger, especially the practitioner with power.
puff!
At this time, near the Huangfeng Cave, the node representing the poison dragon pool was also shaken and annihilated.
In this way, the eighteen nodes of the Montenegro legal world have already annihilated the half, and even the practitioners present can feel the power of pulling the void in the void, and the faces are all happy:
"good!"
"All the same people, save the catastrophe, and smash it here!"
Le Song really nodded his head and saw the depths of Montenegro. In the fog, there was a magnificent, not like the palace building group that emerged from the world, it was cold and sipping.
This palace is naturally the old nest of Montenegro. It is usually guarded by the 18th road and the cave. At present, it is still visible outside. I don’t know how many big demons are guards, and they are alert to the movements in all directions.
"Hey!"
When Le Songzheng went to the palace, he could no longer hide it. He was immediately discovered that a large group of dense crows were screaming, forming black clouds and surging.
When I was close, I saw that these crows not only had a third eye in their eyebrows, but also a demon in the center surrounded by black feathers, humanoid birds, and black wings: "Bold people, dare Good at Montenegro Palace!"
"Mr. Jingshan, hand it to you!"
Le Songzhen said to the old Confucian scholar.
"What is the good deed of the old man?"
The old man of the Confucian trousers smiled a little, inhaling awkwardly, and one represented the unyielding awe-inspiring whiteness, which was to rise to the sky: "The enchanting retreat!"
boom!
The awe-inspiring spirit forms the sun, with red light in the middle, and continues to spread around.
"Hey!"
The cloud-like crowd of crows was rushed by this white light, and suddenly the birds and beasts spread out and sprinkled the black feathers of the sky.
The invisible ripples swayed, and even the top of the humanoid demon would be seen. A black little man emerged, his face was full of pain, and he was rushed by a white air.
The gods are scattered, the monster is suddenly breathless, and the corpse falls straight down.
"There is righteousness in the heavens and the earth, and the manifold is mixed, and the path is in the right place.
The old man squats, a spurt of blood, dyed on the spring and autumn bamboo pen held by his right hand, and in front of the void!
Oh!
A sword like the light of the sword, like the thunder and lightning, is arrogant and arrogant.
Hey!
On the top of the Black Mountain Palace, a black air smashed into a canopy, colliding with the white light, but there was no violent explosion, only the surrounding landscape, all slightly shocked.
The vibration was extremely slight, but the monsters next to the guards fell to the ground and the demon gods collapsed.
"The old things are ruined, and the rest of the things are handed over to you!"
The old Confucian to complete these, wrinkled face with a smile, the whole person suddenly turned into a grain of light, completely dispersed.
"Mr. Jingshan is good to go!"
Le Songzhen is aware that such a method of death is the true form of the gods, because it consumes too much power, unless it is cultivated to gather, it is the shape, and the air is the highest state, otherwise there is no longer The possibility of reincarnation.
This world literati also has a derogatory death!
"敕令! 雷来!"
At this time, there was no extra time to be sentimental. Le Song’s real people waved their hands, and the sky was clouded and the snakes danced.
With the respect of his real people, the method of calling the thunder is even more powerful. Even in his heart, he is faintly aware of his own practice. It seems that he has gained the power of the heavens and the earth and the blessing of humanity!
Bang!
In the dark clouds rolling, a thunder with a thick bowl of mouth, with a mighty and powerful force, slammed down and squatted at the top of the Montenegro Palace.
The electric light was shining, with a thunder fire, and everything was ignited in an instant.
Those who were lucky enough to escape one of the monsters that had just escaped were devastated under the thunder, and no one survived.
Even the protection of the original Black Mountain Palace, the black canopy was completely broken, showing the most magnificent main hall, the roof was broken by a thunder just a big hole.
"go!"
"Hey!"
Le Song’s real face with a martyrdom, and several cranes driving the crane from the roof of the main hall:
The poor road Le Song visits, where is Montenegro?

"This seat is here! Let's wait for the death!"
Among the main halls, forty-nine giant dragons and jade pillars stand in the middle, with a golden throne in the middle.
Above the throne, a man in a black robe, wearing a black mask, with a black aura that is difficult to conceal, full of despair and fear, cast his gaze.
He has a pair of dark gold scorpions, and his voice is more like a man and a woman. He is not a man or a woman, full of a supernatural taste of the gods.
"Montenegro!"
Just a glance, Le Songzhen is so sure of the identity of the other party.
And his spiritual knowledge is even more in the moment after the other's throne, the apse of the heavy curtain obscured, and found a liquefied spring eye!
Montenegro extracts three hundred miles of Montenegro Aura, as well as the power of the earth's veins, forming a circle of law. At this center, the aura has become a cloud, and even turned into a liquid liquid!
The people present at the scene did not take a deep breath of greed, knowing that if they practiced here, they would be able to make their own efforts in January!
"The poor road Le Song, I have seen Jun!"
Le Song respected the black mountain monk with deep breath and deep sea, respecting the first ceremony, this is the awe of the first mover and the basic etiquette: "I also hope that Montenegro will look at the millions of creatures in this bamboo mountain country, and temporarily stop!"
"Close hand?"
The Montenegro monarch on the throne laughed: "Many millions of people, what about me?"
As soon as this sentence came out, Le Song’s heart was a sinking heart, knowing that the final hope of reconciliation was also instantly shattered.
"In this case, there are only those who are destined to see who is going to be gray..."
Le Song real people in the end of the real human body, the toughness of the mind, a shot of the waist pocket, four white light emerged, turned into four gods figure, the body is red and white, the flames straight up a few feet, looking directly at Montenegro.
"You came?"
It seems that Montenegro saw these people as early as expected.
"Yes, I am coming!"
These four gods, although their appearances are different, but they all carry gold in their eyes. At this time, the same voice is the same, and the other practitioners smell a different taste.
"Isn’t Blackpool City saying that it will come in person? Why did you only come to your four land?"
Le Songzhen is also a wrinkle, asked tentatively.
"Haha... It seems that you don't know anything, ignorant Taoist..."
Montenegro Junchang smiled and said: "Do you know why the city can give up the gods? Because the gods are separated from his own gods, therefore, every person in the black city can see the gods. Be his embodiment!"
"It turns out!"
Le Song’s real pupil is tightening, but a big doubt in his heart is to solve it.
Why is there more than 20 counties in the country? There are only cities in Hetai County, and the land system at all levels. All of this is nothing but the power of the gods that Blackpool City has separated from itself!
The four land gods that come now, in fact, are the four avatars of the Black City!
There is only one doubt, so that he can't solve it at all. That is the of the Black City, but where did he come from? Why does Montenegro know so much secret?
"But... since you only sent the avatar to come here, you must have found something..."
Montenegro said, "I know the layout of this monarch in the earth? Unfortunately... now I find out, what is the use?"
"You and my real battlefield are in the earth, but the Sunshine Universiade also affects the earth's pattern... This is very important..."
The four gods of the land opened, and a thought was even heard in the real life of Le Song: "This will delay this three moments of Montenegro, then, look at yours..."
boom!
In the next moment, the four gods burned a golden flame, with powerful power, flashing toward Montenegro.
Four golden chains were formed in an instant, trapping Montenegro.
In the second moment, Montenegro snarled in the sky, and there were three hundred miles of Montenegro behind it. The eighteen nodes on it lit up with mysterious and unpredictable power.
This is the power of Montenegro to borrow the law of Montenegro and to get out of the cage.
But at the same time, the light spot was extinguished for half, and the original cohesive force was dispersed in an instant, making Montenegro a slight meal.
The third moment, a jade seal, a short sword, emerged in the real life of Le Song, the glory and glory, full of charm, with powerful and mysterious power.
This is a positive work, as well as a sword!
Both of these are the hard work of the ancestors for dozens of generations. The disciples under the door have accumulated their merits and enthusiasm, and they have gathered the two pieces of the repressive luck.
It can be said that this is the root of the whole positive one.
At this time, it is naturally desperate to take it out.
Le Song’s handcuffs and shackles, and a thoughts hit the sword seal:
I don’t care for the sons and grandsons, please ask the ancestors to shoot!

Among the two treasures, the gods of the ancestors of the past generations were left behind, in order to help each other in times of crisis.
Hey! Hey!
At this time, the law provoked, two pieces on the top of the treasure, one by one some illusory figures emerged, a large amount of white gas generated, with a blue light in the middle, forming a beam of light, slammed into the chest of Montenegro.
boom!
In the roar of Montenegro, the horrible waves formed, pushing everyone down.
After everything was calm, Le Song really spit out a blood, and the whole person seemed to be a few decades old. (To be continued.).
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