Chapter 1794: Where's the monster

"Look where you run!"
Three incarnations, all together.
The body and another incarnation have arrived at this moment.
Suddenly, the surrounding void was blocked instantly.
The air is as heavy as mercury, and the void is condensed like a steel plate.
A mighty shore like the ancient floods, fell towards Chu Yan.
The power is great, the power of the divine power is like the sun falling, and the galaxy sinking.
"dead!"
Five people and five sips.
boom! The void collapsed inward, and numerous fissures opened, as if a world were torn apart.
Numerous airstreams swept through the clouds.
In the palace, every piece of furnishings are rare and precious treasures.
The black ancestor stretched out his hand, tearing up the chaotic air flow, and rushed to the place where Chu Yan was before.
"Ok?"
She saw no trace of flesh and blood, nor did she breathe any blood, and her brow frowned suddenly.
But the next moment, one of them had a broken robe.
She stared at her eyes, stretched out her hand, and took the damaged corner of the robe into her hand for a closer look.
"It's the robe on that guy!"
The black ancestor's ancestors spread out, and did not capture the breath of Chu Yan, so he muttered to himself: "Is it just that he just shot too much and broke him down in a split second?"
Between the words, she made several incarnations, as if she stepped inadvertently, and walked to the side.
At the next moment, the breath between the avatar and the body was ten times more grand than before, and it burst out.
"Boy, you want to pretend to escape, you're too tender!"
After that, the ancestor of the blackbird made five fingers and clawed out.
Behind her, a dragon yelled.
Rolling aura, condensing into a door-sized claw, as if in essence, like tofu, inserted into the void in front of my eyes.
boom! The void burst instantly.
Reiki spewed and hurricanes howled.
Chu Yan's figure suddenly fell out, smashed a wall, and flew out. At the same time, a desperate shout came: "Brother save me!"
"Looking for help?"
The black ancestor laughed again and again.
She had just traced Chu Yan's hiding position, pretended to be hooked, and then hit the other side in an instant while the other side was unprepared.
At this moment, the anger of the black ancestors who had been destroyed by the three incarnations seems to have been vented, and the mood is extremely happy.
"Fighting with my ancestors, you're too tender!"
The old black ancestor laughed again and again, and the body and the avatar chased out together.
The palm shattered the crumbling palace wall, and the black ancestor's gaze swept away, but Chu Yan's figure was not found.
But at this moment the road is straight ahead.
"Well, even if the void is twisted, it's still a straight path, as long as you follow it, it will catch up with you.
My ancestors would like to see how long the severely wounded ants can struggle. "
The voice fell, and the black ancestor's body and incarnation spread apart, while at the same time being connected to each other, speeding forward, setting off a wave of terror blood.
At this time, Huang Yuzong Wan Yanjie and others, who have temporarily stopped moving forward, are carefully discerning their position.
"Brother, this is the mark we made the last time we passed."
Said a young female disciple.
The crowd followed the direction of her fingers, and saw a symbol belonging to Huang Yuzong on the post beside it.
Wan Yanjie's eyes narrowed slightly after long hair.
This moment can be completely determined, there is another matrix in this palace.
They were trapped by a mystery at this time.
"Brother Wan, what magic weapon is there, quickly bring it out and break this mystery!"
Zuo Shuanglong was impatient.
His character is inherently irritable.
He felt that the anger in his heart had already been hooked when he was in circles.
Seeing that Wan Yanjie hadn't moved yet, he just felt like he was scratched by countless cat's paws.
He also lost Wan Yanjie's superiority regardless of his status or real strength.
Otherwise, Zuo Ssangyong might be swearing at this moment.
However, at the moment Zuo Shuanglong urged, the only response he got was Wan Yanjie shaking his head.
Zuo Shuanglong then asked: "Brother Wan, what does this mean?"
"There is no magic weapon."
Wan Yanjie said lightly.
"No magic weapon?"
Left Shuanglong stunned.
At first he thought he had heard it wrong.
When I turned around and saw the other disciples around me, I also looked at a loss, so I understood that Wan Yanjie said these four words.
"How can there be no magic weapon?
We encountered various problems before, didn't you make a response in advance, Brother Wan? "
Left Ssangyong hurriedly.
"But this mystery is not expected."
Wan Yanjie said.
"how can that be?"
Zuo Shuanglong shouted immediately.
"Are you questioning me?"
Wan Yanjie's complexion suddenly gloomed.
Zuo Shuanglong's talent for cultivation is extremely high. In recent years, his reputation in Huang Yuzong has risen rapidly.
It's just that his temper, like his strength, is getting bigger and bigger.
On weekdays, Wan Yanjie also endured.
But at this moment, Wan Yanjie's heart was also flaming up.
Zuo Shuanglong also came to touch his brow at this moment, and immediately let the breath of Wan Yanjie's superiors burst out.
"I ..." Zuo Shuanglong's breathing was stagnant, and his heart was filled with anger and panic.
Just then, a wind howling suddenly came.
A woman in a black dress with horns on her head flew straight to this side.
Holding two human heads in her hands.
The sight of everyone present was immediately drawn to it.
The moment he saw the extremely sharp antlers and barbed hair on those two people, Wan Yanjie's face suddenly changed.
The San Zong Yi Tribe had been approached by their respective monks and monsters before.
On Huang Yuzong's side, Wan Yanjie came to talk.
On the other side of the monster, the big demon who appeared was the sika deer.
Wan Yanjie recognized the sika deer from the antlers at a glance.
The other party was killed! The mixed emotions of doubt, shock and vigilance were revealed in his eyes. Wan Yanjie's eyes instantly locked the flying woman in the black dress and shouted, "Who are you!"
"Ha, the tribal monks who originally colluded with them are you, and I can find you."
The woman in a black dress sneered, shot suddenly, and punched in a volley.
She does not need magical powers, relying entirely on the mighty strength of the flesh and blood.
A fist print, condensing in mid-air instantly, like a meteorite meteor, flew towards everyone.
"Where the monsters come from, dare to make a fight in front of Uncle Ben!"
Zuo Shuanglong just had a wicked fire and was nowhere to vent. At this moment, when someone came to the door, he immediately roared, grabbed in the void, and a giant sword phantom in his hand, swept out.
boom! boom! It was like a steel mountain that exploded in front of everyone.
The terrifying sound waves violently blasted all around.
The ground exploded in an instant, and numerous fragments, like waves, surged towards the surrounding area.
The ghost of the giant sword from the left Shuanglong magical power was smashed, and his body took a few steps back. The huge force shook his arms and half of his body at the moment, and his whole body was retrograde, making him uncomfortable.