Chapter 1027: Snatch

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On the edge of Burial God Island, the two elders stood with their hands on their backs, waiting on the edge of the altar. If the stratum is broken, it is really a tricky problem. This is not an ordinary submarine rock layer. It is just a matter of blockage. There are countless crystals buried here, and there are also streams like spirit veins. If they are damaged, it will directly affect the stability of the overall spirit veins, and it will also affect the guardian formation of the funeral island.
They pray that it is better to have small problems and opportunities for remedy.
Ugh! It seems that the 100-year peaceful life of the Tiantian Temple is not a good thing. It has been a long time, and it is easy to breed pride and arrogance. "Afraid to be frightened", this somewhat rude truth, actually appeared vividly in front of the noble and powerful Xiantian Temple, to them is not a joke. It's also time to ring a bell for the authorities in Yuntiandian. However, that day the King's Palace was also a death. What was the point of fleeing for a while? Even if you flee back to Chifeng Lianyu, the Temple of Heaven will never give up. You will have to spit as much as you eat.
At this time, the altar was faintly fluorescent, and the two elders outside indicated to it.
"Come back so soon?" The elders at the altar were weird, were the cracks inadequate, or did something go wrong? They didn't think too much, and pressed their hands on the altar to open the ban.
Hum!
A majestic bright light flickered, and the ancient and huge altar quickly appeared blurred, but ... not two, but one!
"Eh?" The two elders' faces changed slightly, and their hearts were not good, and the altar was closed subconsciously. In a split second, the Nether King rushed out first, and two soul powers blasted their souls like mountains. Two elders If it is struck by lightning, the whole body is stiff, screams screaming, and the soul is out of control, which urges the spiritual force to flood into the altar frantically.
The high light of the altar boiled and sprayed the sky, illuminating the edge of the dim buried island.
One after another broke out and stepped on the icy ground of Burial God Island.
"Ah!" The two elders screamed in pain, eyes gazing at the successive figures, and when they saw Qin Ming, their heads buzzed, almost blank. Their spiritual power was out of control, and they continued to pour into the altar until it was completely exhausted. The altar ’s strong light also bloomed to the extreme. The most powerful temple master, Qinglong King, successfully crossed the altar and landed on the island of burial gods.
"Fun God Island, met again." Qin Ming chuckled, sucking deep spiritual power, unspeakable in his heart.
"It's a funeral island, and this spiritual power is going to form a fog." Qinglong Wang overjoyed. Such a spiritual environment is most suitable for breakthrough. Tianwu Ertian ... Can I really take that step?
"Enjoy it." The master of the old hall waved his hands and struck the stars, and the stars were bright, drawing endless darkness toward the vast island.
The field of stars quickly shrouded the high altitude of the island. Here the grass, trees, mountains, and water, as well as the guardian elders, were included in the consciousness of the old temple master.
When the screams of screams sounded, all the other elders who were repairing the landform in the distance looked at them. This sound made them all feel deeply disturbed. When the darkness struck and the stars came, their faces suddenly changed, almost Turning around for the first time, Madness rushed to a large array of 'eyes' not far away, releasing turbulent energy, and violently blasting there.
The array eyes are activated, and the main hall of the Temple of Heaven will receive a signal.
The bang, the stars fell, like countless meteorites, crossed the sky, bombarded each elder, and did not wait for them to rush out. The meteorites were overwhelming, and all eight elders died tragically, but the energy of Pentium still touched the eyes.
They did not bother Qin Ming. Once the Burial Island was destroyed on a large scale, it would surely touch the guardian formation. This is a matter of time. Excited and excited, they rushed forward, sweeping forward, all the spirits and fruits were plundered, the mountains were destroyed, the ground was broken, the mountains were flattened, and the kings lined up in a line, advancing from south to north.
Treasures were alarmed, a ray of souls emptied, and a vigorous voice echoed in the wake.
However, once the treasure appeared, it only needed to send out some fluctuations, and it would be found and controlled by the princes. As soon as the soul silk appeared, it was caught by the Phantom King across dozens of miles and hundreds of miles. The awakening sounds just turned into screams.
Burial God Island sealed the treasures of the millennium and conceived the spirit fruit for thousands of years.
The King of Sky Swords went forward in their `` destructive style '', and every step they took, they dug the ground 100 meters, connected to each other, destroyed the earth, and pushed forward.
'Jieying' followed closely to pick up the leaks, although they have already got a lot of treasures, but who will be too few, if they can reach two or three treasures, each of them will have the confidence to enter the saint martial arts and will leave. farther. But watching the savage advancement of the kings, watching the treasures ‘frightened’ one by one, their hearts were ups and downs, and their faces flushed. Heaven, earth, when will treasures appear in such a batch? This is a treasure hunt, this is just arable land, digging potatoes!
Wen Yang followed dumbly, the burial gods island of the 诛 天 殿, this is the burial gods island of the 诛 天 殿, the 诛 temple that has been eager to enter countless times, was ‘蹂躏’ in front of him? But ... excited, excited, ecstatic, all kinds of complicated emotions poured into his head, and he was circulating all over, and he found himself ... what a special feeling like this.
Qin Ming and Tong Yan both joined the princely advancement team, enjoying this unbridled passion for destruction, and enjoying the excitement of plundering the baby.
Even the princes and friends who followed were red with eyes stimulated by the sight in front of them, and they have traveled the sea for so many years. They have never seen so many treasures. The most important thing is quality! Feeling the pervasive ancient meaning and amazing power of those treasures, it is conceivable that some of them are stronger than what they have now. If we can go back to retreat and refine, the strength is likely to increase again. Although they heard Qin Ming's introduction here is so much better, and they were ready to make a fortune, they were still excited by the sight in front of them.
According to preliminary estimates, the treasure reserve of Burial God Island may not even be worse than that of the Ziyan tribe.
"Take it and take it, there isn't one left. Brothers don't forget to bring a few generals of the Ziyan tribe."
"Haha, let's eat some meat and leave them some soup."
"Dig !!!! Dig deep! Dig a hundred meters and push forward!"
"The first batch swept the ground, and the next batch followed the digging ground. Don't waste one on the ground or the other, and cheer up the old lady."
"Knife, hold on! You're shouting so hard that my brother is very restless."
"King Shiro, are you itchy?"
"Haha ..."
The kings shouted loudly, and were really spoiled by the treasure in front of them.
In the canyon deep in the island, the master of the old hall stood in front of the alchemy house and stopped the old Weng Lao coming out.
Old Weng glanced far away, raging, scorching, the ground shaking spread across the island, and a loud yell, lively bandits entered the village, robbing money and grabbing women.
"Temple of Heaven?" Weng Lao looked at the owner of the old hall.
"Follow me and return to the Ziyan tribe."
"My disciple is in your hands?"
"Alive."
"What if I refuse?"
"You die, he too."
Weng Laomen looked at the owner of the old hall for a while and turned his head into the room: "Wait a minute, I'll clean up and salute."