Chapter 2675: Altar in altar

"I'm furious!"
The lord of the altar, who had been hiding in the dark to observe, saw Zhao Wude and Liu Lang "flirting and swearing" constantly, and did not treat him as a dish at all, and their faces turned into pig liver.
"Kill kill kill!"
In the next moment, thousands of light arrows shot out. But just like before, this round of light arrows was easily resolved by Zhao Wude.
"If you only have this ability, I'm going to grab you." Although defending and relaxing, passive defense is not Zhao Wude's character. Zhao Wude decided to take the initiative.
Almost instantly, Zhao Wude judged the hiding direction of the altar lord, his arms shook, and several ring shields moved in that direction, and then exploded in midair.
After about three seconds, a gray-headed figure appeared.
"real body!"
From beginning to end, the lord of the altar appeared in the form of a mirror image, but this time, Zhao Wude was directly shot out of the real body, but compared to the previous mirror image, the appearance of this real body was slightly miserable. some.
"I just said, this guy has no real ability, how about it, let me say it!" Once he succeeded, Zhao Wude couldn't help being a little overwhelmed.
In fact, defeating such an opponent is not something to be proud of for Zhao Wude. However, Zhao Wude has been detained for so many years in the Monument of Wutian, which has been depressed for too long. Especially now, in front of Liu Lang, he naturally has to vent. Some.
"Two golden immortals!"
The lord of the altar gritted his teeth.
He never expected that he would be planted in the hands of two golden immortals. Zhao Wude was the pinnacle of the golden immortal, and Liu Lang was the early stage of the golden immortal. This was the realm he had always disdain to look at.
"Holding and not walking and retreating, it is you, how capable you are, don't you have any points in your heart, carry it now, what else can you get except for self-humiliation?" Zhao Wude looked at the altar with pity. Lord, said with a sigh.
Seeing that the overall situation had been set, Liu Lang deeply realized that what Zhao Wude said was true.
The person in front of him is by no means the Lord of the Wilderness of the Holy Land, just like he cannot be pinched in the bloodline world, it is impossible for the real Lord of the Wilderness to fall into such a field in the world of monsters.
Based on this, everything that this person said before is probably not credible.
In other words, the other party may not have the ability to get Zuo Qiuchan back to normal, and find ways to bring Zuo Qiuchan here. It is likely that there is another plan.
"Do you really think you won?" Liu Lang was about to inquire about Zuo Qiuchan's whereabouts, when the altar master suddenly sneered.
"Otherwise?" Zhao Wude was stunned, he really couldn't think of what else could the other party have.
"open!"
Under the gaze of Liu Lang and Zhao Wude, the lord of the altar gritted his teeth, raised his left foot, and stomped to the ground.
"Crack!"
With a loud noise, the altar where Liu Lang and Zhao Wude were placed cracked unexpectedly, and a smaller altar rose from the huge crack.
"Altar in the altar?"
Liu Lang's chin almost fell to the ground.
In Liu Lang’s earliest knowledge, the Holy Land Altar was the huge altar built according to the terrain, with a radius of thousands of miles. However, he strayed into the interior of the altar and discovered that there was another one within the thousand li altar. The altar, which is the one under their feet, this one-mile altar, one mile in radius, is completely a reduced version of the thousand-mile altar.
Above the structural layout, there is no difference.
After seeing the Yili altar, Liu Lang subconsciously thought that only one li altar can truly be the core of the monster world. Unexpectedly, within the Yili altar, another one-meter altar popped out.
On the miniature altar with a radius of only one meter, a person sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
"Who is she?" At the first glance of that person, Zhao Wude gave a shock, because this person's fit with the altar is much higher than that of the so-called altar master.
Zhao Wude turned his head and asked Liu Lang suspiciously. Although Liu Lang was fooled by the Lord of the altar, Liu Lang obviously knew more about this altar than him.
Zhao Wude is not ashamed to ask.
"Zuo Qiuchan!" Liu Lang murmured.
"Who is Zuo Qiuchan?" Zhao Wude asked again.
"The sacred tool spirit." After Liu Lang finished answering, he pointed to the owner of the altar, "he said."
"This, I shouldn't lie to you." Zhao Wude's eyes instantly became serious. He bullied the owner of the altar because the owner of the altar was a fake and shoddy product, and he could not control the altar or the world of monsters.
But now, the Lord is here, and no matter how arrogant, it is easy to slap in the face.
"Otherwise, let's withdraw first!" The next moment, Zhao Wude took the initiative to retreat.
"Withdraw? It's late!" The owner of the altar couldn't help but grinned.
As he spoke, he waved his hands and played several magic tricks, and those magic tricks merged into the smallest one-meter altar. As a burst of brilliance flashed by, Zuo Qiuchan suddenly opened his eyes when he was sleeping.
Feeling those two shocking gazes, Liu Lang felt his whole body stiff.
Turning to look at Zhao Wude, Zhao Wude's situation is not much better.
However, Zhao Wude still refused to admit defeat, and cheered Liu Lang for himself and Liu Lang: "Don't be afraid, if she is really a spirit, only the real master of the saint can control her."
"Theoretically, only the Lord of the Sacred Artifacts can control her, but if I don't make perfect preparations, will I find her back? You two, let's accept your fate!"
While speaking, the lord of the altar played several magic tricks again.
Following these several techniques and blending into the one-meter altar, Zuo Qiuchan reacted again.
Zuo Qiuchan slowly raised an arm and waved in the direction of Liu Lang and Zhao Wude.
"boom!"
Liu Lang and Zhao Wude felt a huge force at the same time. If it weren't for Liu Lang's quick reaction, they took out the sacred monument of Wutian and blocked it at the first time. They might have been lying on the ground or even crushed to death.
But even if there is no heavenly monument, the two are under great pressure.
At this moment, Liu Lang even had the illusion that the Heavenless Sacred Stele was about to collapse. Originally, he was thinking about having the opportunity to hide in the Wutian Sacred Stele. Now it seems that if you hide in the Wutian Sacred Stele, you will only die. More thorough.
"The same are all sacred artifacts, how can the gap be so big?" Liu Lang was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
"It's him!" Zhao Wude glanced at him and fell on the Lord of the Altar. He saw the Lord of the Altar, his fingers kept controlling, and he was manipulating a long-established magic circle.
Within the magic circle, the stars are dotted, and the dots of starlight are finally projected onto the Heavenless Sacred Stele.
"Do you know why I left your sacred artifact?"
Looking at Liu Lang and Wutian Sacred Stele, who were already on the verge of their limits, the Lord of the Altar laughed: "Because, I want to use it to repair the wilderness!"