Chapter 539: Enter the nest (1)

A colorful flame suspended in the sky.
The bronze tree that was overthrown and shattered by the horns was suspended in a colorful flame. The huge fragments were burnt red, and there was a black spurt inside.
After a long time of exercise, the debris began to melt. Thousands of purple valves were suspended in the sky, surrounded by colorful flames. They quickly changed their fingerprints and manipulated the debris to reunite.
On the black ground, countless ancient gods, huge and strange, are lying there.
They were not willing to look at the re-formed bronze tree in the colorful flames, constantly screaming and cursing.
The gods who have been alienated by the horns are okay, they just roar like a beast. Only by retaining the original spiritual Sun Tianzun, his unwillingness and anger are as fierce as fire. Of all the ancient gods, only his curse is the loudest.
A few young people of the purple valve stood by the sun and respected the long-growth, and from time to time, they squatted on the sun. The Sun Tianzun, who was seriously injured by the purple valve, violently twitched and screamed, and the young people of the purple valve couldn’t help but laugh.
Recast the bronze tree, re-repress these ancient gods back to the bronze tree, and the purple valve conducts the work of the aftermath in an orderly manner.
Let these ancient gods cry and scream, they are an important source of the 'God of the Gods', and the 'God of the Gods' is an important strategic resource for the Tianzu to train elites. Therefore, the bronze tree must be re-erected, and these ancient gods can not escape the fate of being repressed and sealed.
On the ground, the huge hole that was deeply immersed in the heavens and the earth, countless new and weak horned warriors rushed out like a torrent, and the desperate shocked all around.
Dozens of purple valves can bring a team of elite purple valve warriors, and slowly fall to the depths of the pit. No matter how many Mingjiao warriors rushed out below, they waved their hands and the glare flashed, and these horned warriors disappeared.
Chu Tian is also mixed among the group of purple valve people, and is constantly approaching the nest of the horns at the bottom of the big pit.
When it first hit the land of the land, the nest of the horns was only 30,000 miles in diameter. After swallowing countless Tianlu veins and veins, the nests that now appear under Chutian have expanded to a million miles.
The surface of the black spherical nest, the numerous holes in the size of the honeycomb, the densely-knitted horn warriors constantly rushing out. These low-level warriors without intelligence are as low as the beasts, constantly climbing up the smooth pit walls of the big pit, or directly rushing to the sky to launch the charge.
The power of the purple valve is too lazy to start, behind them, a heavy Tiandaobao wheel slowly rotates, naturally there is an invisible huge pressure to dare to crush their own corner warriors.
Next to Zi Yan, a girl who looked like a 28-year-old, but full of vicissitudes in her throat, sneered: "Is this the last madness? These low-level wastes, even if there are more, how can they be used? ?"
The cicada lightly coughed and shook his head to the girl: "Nineteen sisters, don't forget, these low-level wastes of the endless horns of the family, like the floods, destroyed our countless colonial warfare."
With a sigh, Zi Zi faintly said: "Although those colonial war castles are deliberately abandoned, but they are also stationed in the Daoguan, the valve and other subordinate families. These low-level corners Warriors, hard and endless, use endless numbers, and they are dying of them!"
The nineteenth sister was silent for a while. She slammed out and slammed out, the golden light flickered, and the flames rose. Among them, there were countless knives, the swords and the swords, and the screaming of a million-mile handprints on the smooth wall. At the very least, this palm shot hundreds of millions of low-order horn warriors.
She slightly picked up her chin and said coldly: "That's because those guys are waste... want to kill me? Hey!"
Zi Yan shook his head. He glanced at Chu Tian and others and said faintly: "After going down, be careful. The nest of the horns has never been captured before, and no one knows their nest. How many weird things are there. If it is broken in it... that’s it!

Zi Yan focused on Chu Tian, ​​Shen Sheng said: "Especially, Chutian, you have not been to the extraterrestrial battlefield, and have not dealt with the strange and strange aliens, many strange and strange means, you have not experienced, After you get in, you have to be careful."
"Be careful of your own safety, but also be careful, you must not damage this nest."
Zi Yan sincerely said: "It takes a lot of thought to make such a complete corner of the horns fall into the hands. If it is damaged by you, oh, the ancestors started the fire, we all have to suffer. ""
Chu Tian and the elite warriors of the purple valves around him should also be heard at the same time. Chu Tian’s look is indifferent, and those purple valve warriors look at Chu Tian with very strange eyes. Many people are full of arrogance. It is full of enthusiasm for Chutian.
They are the elite of the Purple Valves.
The purple valve's patrol blood, this is the backbone of the true core of the purple valve, each member is carefully selected to be absolutely good, and in the extraterrestrial battlefield has experienced countless blood stasis to survive the elite warriors.
Chutian, an outsider who suddenly popped out, actually became a million-person patrolman because of an extremely absurd test.
The conviction of these purple valve warriors can be imagined!
In their view, the test of Chutian experience, they can also do it!
Isn't it just killing a few of the sacred people of the realm? Isn't it a low-order horn warrior that kills a group of ants?
These things, they can do it! Although their cultivation is much worse than Chutian - how did Chutian's cultivation come from? Hello, this is a pile of hard-boiled ‘紫霄补天髓’!
Give them such rare resources, their cultivation may be faster than Chutian!
Want the sharpness of these purple valves? Where is it so easy?
Especially the batch of purple valves that were assigned to Chutian’s majesty, they secretly made up their minds and waited until the nest of the Mongjiao family, they must make Chutian look good!
Even if there is an opportunity, it is not impossible to deliberately hang Chutian!
The nest of the horns of the family, can imagine how many strange and sinister arrangements are in place. The strength of Chutian is not strong enough to be able to smash everything, and it is possible to be seriously injured or even fallen.