Vol 3 Chapter 1710: The beginning of the battle

"what!"
The two armies confronted each other, and the decisive battle was just around the corner. Xiao Chen said something that surprised everyone in the Kunlun camp.
"Xiao Chen, what do you say, Lei Wang has already gone to the Kunlun Road, it is impossible to appear."
The Wanfa demon king was deeply shocked by this news, thinking that Xiao Chen was joking.
Xiao Chen said faintly: "I have seen him on the road to Kunlun?"
"No……"
"Before thousands of years ago, who gave the Qing Dynasty a fatal blow, it was him! Two thousand years ago, who gave the Lei Di a fatal blow, or he! Why he left, the entire Kunlun was chaotic.

"Why, when the Qing emperor died, the treasure house was rising rapidly in the Tianxing Sea. I never believed in coincidence, but I had to be suspicious if I had too many coincidences."
Xiao Chen’s face is not shocked, and he speaks his words calmly.
"Xiao Chen, although I respect you as my brother, but you don't want to filthy my master!" Thunderbolt Gong Anjunxi, quite dissatisfied, said that he did not like Xiao Chen to say his master.
Other masters who have made good friends with Lei Wang have opened their mouths and are dissatisfied with Xiao Chen.
In such a scene, the 18th Emperor was surprised, with a sneer, watching the guilt of the Kunlun camp.
"Xiao Chen, you are just speculation. There is no conclusive evidence. You can't just convict Lei Wang." Ying Zongtian slightly frowned, apparently dissatisfied with Xiao Chen's words.
Lei Wang’s prestige was unexpectedly high. It was only this remark that he let the Kunlun camp and the army be in chaos.
Xiao Chen did not speak. Many times, without evidence, it is not necessarily true.
His eye of the sky, although unable to see the other side's looks, can see the other's eyes.
If you said that it was just speculation, then after seeing the other's eyes, Xiao Chen was deeply doubtful.
Although he has never seen the real body of Lei Wang, he can see the eyes of Lei Wang on the top of the royal ceremony.
Regardless of the true body or the avatar, a person's eyes are the shining point of the inner spirit. It has nothing to do with the flesh, and the eyes will not lie, and will not lie.
The eyes of the treasurer are too similar to the eyes of Lei Wang. At that time, Xiao Chen’s heart was somewhat shaken.
Later, he tried to test, he did not want to believe in coincidence, and he was not willing to accept this fact. The result is that he is sad and exhausted.
The thunder and lightning that can make the victim respect the injury, the lack of water on the owner of the treasure has no effect.
If it is not the peak of a thunderbolt, it is impossible to have such a result. This alone is enough to prove Xiao Chen’s speculation.
Moreover, there are many coincidences in the past, which are already very illustrative.
I didn't pay attention to it, other people's dissatisfaction and unbelief, Xiao Chen's eyes still looked at the treasure owner, Shen Sheng: "Lee Wang predecessors, you still have to continue to deceive now? Perhaps this is my last time, called your predecessor , Nether Master!"
silence……
The treasure owner did not refute, so that all those who questioned Xiao Chen began to look at each other.
Faced with a gaze of gaze, the appearance has always shrouded in the fog, making people unable to see through the treasures, and said: "Why must you seek for truth, some things, do not know better than know."
boom!
On a sunny day, the words of the treasurer are equivalent to the disguised default of Xiao Chen’s guess, which is so many people can’t accept it.
Feeling dizzy, always respected by the King of Lei, seeing more than his father, is his belief, but also the driving force of his progress.
Like the in his heart, suddenly, the faith collapsed. An Junxi is like an ice cave, and he is so sad that he is in pain.
The people in the Thunderbolt Palace are equally uncomfortable, and their mood is not much worse than that of An Junxi.
Ying Zongtian, Wanfa demon king and other old friends can not accept, and the look is complicated.
Especially Ying Zongtian, he has a very good personal relationship with Lei Wang. This attack is a bit big.
Instead, it was the Eighteen Emperor. After a little bit of surprise, it calmed down. It doesn't matter who is the Nether Master. It is enough to be able to control the Nether. The King of the King and the King of Law are not surprised. It seems that this secret has already been known.
"Lord, don't lie to me, my master will definitely not be the Nether Master!"
An Junxi refused to believe this fact and shouted hard.
call out!
The layer of blackness on the face of the treasure disappeared and revealed a face with pirated faces.
His appearance and facial features are exactly the same as those of Lei Wang. Even the temperament is the same, there is no difference.
"Really King Ray!"
The identity of the treasure owner was completely confirmed at this moment, and it brought a heavy blow to everyone in the Kunlun camp.
Everyone's heart has a question, why!
Just in the midst of speculation, on the right face of King Ray, suddenly an ugly knife appeared. Its entire human temperament, suddenly changed, became evil, terrible and terrifying, bringing enormous tremendous pressure.
Lei Wang’s right hand touched the knife on his face and looked at Xiao Chen. His eyes flashed a thick hate. Shen Sheng said:
This is thousands of years ago, your ancestors of the Qing emperor left me, even me. Exhausted with full restraint, this knife can only hide for three days. The pain and torture brought by this knife will be returned to you ten times a hundred times today!"
If Xiao Chen’s heart is thoughtful, this knife should be the one who was injured by the Qing emperor when he attacked the Qing Emperor.
No wonder it can't be eliminated, the ordinary Wudi eliminates a shackle, but it is easy. But if this knife is under the command of the Qing Emperor, then it is another matter.
Already deep into the bone marrow, even the soul, even if forced to restrain, the other party can only hide for three days.
Such restraint should be a very exhausting thing, so when the other party is still the King of Lei, most of them are not closed. If you want to come, cover up is also a very painful and troublesome thing. It will be so deep for the emperor.
"Give me an answer, why lie to me!"
Ying Zongtian's heart, a piece of ice cold, can't stand the taste of being deceived.
"Why do you lie to me? You feel that for no reason, I can live for more than 10,000 years, still not dead? You can't figure it out, Ying Zongtian, I have never lied to you, I am Lei Wang, also a treasure owner. It is also the Lord of the Nether, I have not deceived anyone."
"I am like you, I hope that Xiao Chen can grow up, otherwise, how can the Kunlun world stir up the sky. The battle of the emperor is even more blood-stained, and the Kunlun Emperor Wudi is half-hearted. You and him are my pawns. And they are also willing, I have never lied to you."
"This exile, I want to leave, I am not old. If you are me, when you took the Nether Master to find you, you will promise to be his successor."
Lei Wang’s words seemed to endure for a long time, and today he said it in a single breath, and the whole person was a lot easier.
Many people, shocked, did not expect to have such a deep heart. The layout is wide, and almost all of the Kunlun people are playing between the palms of the hands.
Ying Zong Tian no expression, his look has become more cold, shaking his head: "Don't give yourself an excuse, everyone has their own principles, you fall under your own principles."
"The king is defeated, the so-called principle is used to trample!"
Lei Wang cold eyes swept a group of people in the Kunlun sector camp, Shen Sheng: "Reading in the past, I will give you another chance, as long as you are willing to surrender, believe in the devil, I can exalt your hand!"
"You are good? Even with your dirty hand, pull out your sword, I will not surrender to you, Xiao Chen."
Xiao Chen was cold and right, and ignored it.
"The devil teaches me to kill my Kunlun compatriots, like a pig and a dog. I want to surrender, don't dream!"
"Sorry, Master, this is the last time I called your master. This time I can't promise you!"
An Junxi's face, cold is even more terrible than Ying Zongtian, painful to the sad place, heartless pain, only a burst of cold and numbness, filled the whole body.
"Swear not to die!"
"Ha ha ha, well, 18 emperors listen to my orders, but whoever Kunlun people kill, innocent, I want to wash Kunlun Mountain!"
Listening to the many voices of swearing and dying, the lord screamed and laughed, and ordered the killing.
Xiao Chen’s body was full of ignorance, and his mind was moving. A flag was behind him.
Flying in the wind, Xiao Chen screaming in the mighty, boundless army of the Mozu, Shen Sheng: "Protect Kunlun, the rear are our family and friends, never retreat, kill!"
Kunlun and the Devil, the final ultimate battle, began.