Chapter 1672: Born coercion

"Only here."
Zhang Han opened his eyes and shook his head slightly.
"Yes, it's good enough, Hanyang, I didn't expect you to be so strong, you were out of our expectation again." Shui Tianxian Jun said with a smile.
He had no idea that Han Yang in his team, this monk who was once inconspicuous in the outer circle of the star, and his own fate due to ancient beasts were so strong!
Today he is the second elder of Yunxiao Palace.
With this qualification and strength, he felt that even facing the sacred place in the cave, he had a little confidence.
"Thirteen worlds, we are not far from the first world, and I feel that even if many people on the overpass can enter the boat, they may not have traveled so far." Wu Luoxianjun also laughed.
That's when the problem came.
Mengmeng grinned at the small cherry, pointed at the scull, and said, "Well, we are at the gate of the thirteenth world, we haven't entered yet."
Huh!
Shui Tianxian Jun and others face slightly changed.
If Hanyang has no power, then the sculls cannot slide, wouldn't they be unable to get in?
Can it only be seen on the sea outside the thirteenth world.
"It used to be OK."
Zhang Han smiled.
How could he not spare any effort in the battle.
I saw the sculls of the boat, sliding quickly, and entered through the passageway on the right.
The bright places in the sea looked short.
It was only one hundred and eighty meters. When the boat reached the edge, everything changed, as if entering a space passage. The world ahead turned into a thick fog, and the boat under their feet became a flying disc.
With all the people floating, they kept moving forward and crossed the fog.
Ahead of the mountain.
The wind and the sun are bright, and the aura is strong. In the air, there are avenues of avenues that can be felt.
"Here, me, dominate the avenue rules!"
This sentence really has the flavor that Yue Wuwei is envious of.
Immortal sound, super dusty and refined!
Qingfeng Xianjun, as long as he is there, even the rules of the world cannot control.
"It is indeed a ruthless man who hit Jiuxiao Shenlei with one punch."
Zhang Han was feeling again.
He was the only one who experienced the horror of Jiuxiao Shenlei.
Others, without personal experience, will not understand the feeling of being governed by the rules of the avenue.
Jiuxiao Shenlei, one of the Heavenly Robbers, is not just talking.
The moment you step on the continent.
A weird feeling comes from the heart.
"How do I think there are many people watching us?" Yue Wuwei wondered.
"Illusion." Wu Luoxian Jun said.
The mountains around them, like the outside, are on a mountain peak, surrounded by green trees.
"Not an illusion."
Zhang Han's mouth trembled slightly: "The place we see is just the environment."
Immediately, he drew his right hand, his eyes flashed: "Broken!"
Uh ~
A slight sound appeared, the surrounding scene, the change, and in the distance, it was dark, like night.
They stand on the mountain peak, which can be seen for a thousand kilometers, but the trees and trees are withered. In the darkness thousands of kilometers away, there are a pair of eyes staring at this side. There are thousands of green eyes. People chill.
"This, are we stuck?"
Everyone took a cool breath.
"Oh my God, what is the outside?"
"They seem to be unable to come in for the time being."
When analyzing the situation.
The calm voice of Qingfeng Xianjun came again:
"All boats have locations."
"Unexpectedly, among you practitioners, there are those who are in a good mood, which is very good."
That said, Mengmeng laughed at the time.
Needless to say, this must be referring to her father.
however,
"The highest rank is in the Twelfth World."
"The lowest team is fifty-six worlds."
"Next, the avenue rule will allow you to do one thing, that is, to hold the position. According to how often you hold the position, there will be corresponding rewards. You can choose to give up if you ca n’t keep it. Those who persist for more than a day can go to the next world, provided that the rewards they deserve are discarded as tickets for the next world, the real place, in the first world. "
The sound dissipates slowly.
The words fell behind.
From the twelfth world to the fifty-sixth world, each world has a projection, clearly visible in the air.
The world described by Qingfeng Xianjun is a place with thousands of bungalows, surrounded by darkness.
When the picture appeared, many people were shocked.
"Five Demon Kings?"
Shui Tianxian Jun looked slightly distressed: "I did not expect them to be in the Twelve Worlds."
"The twelfth world has eight teams, six holy places, two super gates, and terrible heritage." Wu Luo Xianjun said.
"There are also more than fifty teams in the thirteenth world." Yue Wuwei looked strangely: "Every team is not together but separate, and each world is code-named."
"It seems that this is the experience left by Qingfeng Xianjun for everyone. There are many competitors. We have to persist for one day before we can go to the next world. We are in the thirteenth world. It is definitely not difficult to enter the first world. "
"..."
Everyone is talking about various situations.
The same goes for other teams.
"The people of Yunxiao Palace can even be in the 13th world?"
"Zhenmei can see that in the first thirty worlds, there are holy places and super gates, and only one Yunxiao Palace is still in the second echelon."
"The highest is the twelve worlds, the Yunxiao Palace is thirteen, there is no doubt that the teams in the top twenty worlds will go crazy to the first world to compete for the biggest opportunities, and we are not necessary, we can fight for a longer time and get Good reward. "
"Here is the breath of the rules of the avenue. The rule of the Qingfengxian monarch is an intentional situation for us."
"Hahaha, they eat meat, we drink soup."
"This is the Yunxiao Palace. I don't know if we can get a piece of it. If the holy place and the people in the Yunxiao Palace collide, they may fight."
Including many holy places and super gates, the team from Yunxiao Palace is also quite impressive.
Of course, there are only a few of these teams, and there are only a handful of people who know the dispute between Yunxiao Palace and Dongruo Holy Land.
"The countdown begins."
The light around the dark edges is slowly dissipating. A circular line blocks the green eyes. What creatures these eyes represent is unknown at this time.
Everyone knows that the so-called countdown is waiting for the light surrounding the safe area to disappear. At that time, the creatures hidden in the dark will come!
"Ready to defend."
The picture above is still there, but they are all blurred a lot, you can see which team, but you can't see their movements clearly.
"Get some big worlds first."
As soon as the light began to dissipate, Zhang Han immediately said: "Take out all the defensive treasures and prepare them. The creatures outside are definitely different, mainly persistence, not killing."
"Han Yang is right."
This is something that Shui Tianxian often said in recent days.
I have no experience and I do n’t know.
Han Yang is really fierce.
Wu Luoxianjun and others think so.
Many of the elders present recognized Zhang Han with heartfelt recognition. They began to convince themselves when they chose to move forward and backward on the bridge.
"Oh!"
The low roar rang out from afar, and one after another, those green eyes, like hungry wolves, were about to hunt.
"Dissipated!"
All teams say a word at the same time.
When the halo surrounding them disappears.
Huh!
Three black wolf one by one, look
Alas, rushed over, their claws were extremely sharp.
Hair radiates a faint fluorescence, these rays cover the body, ignoring the world array at all.
"what!"
Many people were shocked and shouted:
"The world war is useless to them."
"how can that be?"
"What kind of beast is this? Never seen it."
If the master's idea is here, he may tell a shocking news: these creatures come from the upper world!
"Oops, the sky and the earth are useless, and the defense layer of light is useless."
"Can only fight."
"Quick, form a small battle defense."
Almost all teams were messed up at this moment.
"These three wolves don't feel any breath."
"What strength are they?"
"Get started, kill!"
Many teams have come up with swords, and continue to use their means to fight.
But they never expected it.
The magical powers played by the sword did little damage to the three wolves.
"Can you only fight close to kill?"
Everyone gradually discovered that these fierce three wolves are too strong to defend, and even magical powers can be avoided. They can only be cut with the sword itself, and on the body, the sound of metal symphony will be heard. ....
"Too many."
"How can this persist for a day?"
"Hold on, everyone on hold."
Too many teams cannot bear this violent pressure.
Have stepped back and formed a circle.
Huh!
Yu Guang can see that many of the pictures above were directly reduced by nearly one-tenth under the first wave of the three wolves.
Just a moment.
The lives of these people may remain here.
"It's not easy to kill."
Zhang Han held the sword in both hands, and the light kept flashing, cutting three wolves.
After ten minutes of playing, I started to run out of manpower.
"Is this the spiritual gospel?"
Wu Luoxian Jun was distressed and said, "Purely fighting for strength?"
"Some special magical powers may be able to deal with them, try slowly, don't mess up." Shui Tianxian Jun calmly said.
It was Yue Wuwei, who looked a little confused at the center: "Meng Meng's flame is very powerful for the three wolves."
How does different fire work?
He also has an attribute origin, but it doesn't seem to be of much use.
Repeated attempts have gradually made everyone understand the attack methods of the three wolves.
Five hours have passed.
Many teams are exhausted and still persist.
Including Zhang Han's side.
Many people are tired and lie down.
The three wolves can isolate most of the magical mysteries. Only by their deep understanding of magical mysteries can they have some effect.
"Dad, I'm tired."
Mengmeng was listless, and for five hours, after playing for so long, I felt my arms were sore.
"Then let's rest."
Zhang Han was still the light and light look.
"How to rest?" Shui Tianxian Jun frowned slightly.
Immediately, I saw the giant armor, tens of meters high, and lay down directly against the crowd, blocking his belly.
"Oh!"
With a roar, the terrifying three wolves, the bloodthirsty soulless eyes, hanged in deep fear.
Huh!
Hundred meters back, ran to the dark area, a pair of green eyes, staring at this side, but all dare not be thousands!
The gold armor giant was born with coercion and strength.
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