Vol 3 Chapter 286: Black vortex

The appearance of Shura's holy king flag completely disrupted the plan of the seven patriarchs. He originally expected a wave of attacks by ninety-nine sacred soldiers, completely defeating the celestial warriors in front of him. After the war, his overall strength to the celestial warriors has been It’s a pity, but unfortunately, at the crucial moment, there is such a variable in Lingdao.
It’s just that Lingdao’s cultivation is not worth mentioning. He has passed the martial arts corridor and got the Shura holy king’s flag of the Ashura tribe. The sacred cloud has their alliance. There are not many sacred soldiers. Not a few, they took turns to promote the Shura Holy King flag, not only broke the sacred war of the Ashura tribal warriors, but also killed one after another Ashura tribal warrior.
The two huge Ashuras are like devils. Wherever they go, the Ashura tribal warriors are in front of them. It is no different from the ants. The six pairs of big hands are even more terrible than the sword. You can shoot Ashura with a slap. The tribe of the tribe is simply unmatched.
"The patriarch, what to do, and then fight, we are afraid that it will be destroyed."
"His banner, too restrained us, can't fight at all. Are we going to be buried in the battlefield of Shura?"
"Escape, if we escape separately, we must have escaped from birth. If we do all the deaths, what should the Seventh tribe do?"
They are not solitary, and the seventh tribe still needs them to guard. If none of them live back to the seventh tribe, the seventh tribe will suffer great damage. If other tribes want to annex the seventh tribe, it is entirely possible. Even if they don't think about themselves, they have to think about their wives and children and consider them for their future generations.
The seven patriarchs are gloomy. If the seventh tribe is destroyed in his hands, he will definitely see the ancestral ancestors after he dies. However, if he ran away, the 10,000-day martial artists would chase after them, they must lose a lot, in order to keep them. The remaining strength of the seventh tribe, he can only choose to sacrifice himself.
"Peng Er, the seventh tribe will be handed over to you in the future. I want to block his banner. Only I will sacrifice."
The eldest son, Pan Lang, is dead. The seven patriarchs can only hand over the seventh tribe to the second son Pan Xingpeng. Although Pan Xingpeng only has the cultivation of the peak of Tianjun, but after the martial arts of the Shura battlefield, the seven patriarchs believe that his Penger can certainly become a half step. Tianzun, Pan Lang is brave and brave, Pan Xingpeng is cautious, the eldest son can be the patriarch of the expansion of the territory, the second son can be the sect of the sect, and the situation of the seventh tribe is now, Pan Xingpeng is the right patriarch.
"Oh, don't, once you sacrifice, you are dead. Let's escape together. His banner is too strong. Why do you have to be stubborn?"
Pan Xingpeng has three heads and six arms. One face is full of fear. The other face is full of panic. The third face is full of urgency. With his current strength, if he is on the head of the patriarch, he must be dissatisfied with Ashura. If Ashura defeats him in public, he can completely rob his patriarch.
When he was not the patriarch, Pan Xingpeng did not care very much, because the original patriarch was a big man, and he was prepared for Pan Lang. Unfortunately, Pan Lang died in the hands of the demon cloud, and the patriarch’s big man fell on him. His father passed him. The patriarch is a big man. He definitely doesn't want to lose it. He doesn't want to be taken away by other Ashura.
"I am sorry, you are not only giving me the burden of the patriarch in a hurry, but also leaving you a mess, but if I don't sacrifice, you can't escape, just let me die before I die. Protect you once, go, you are going."
The seven patriarchs used their full strength to push Pan Xingpeng out. If it was not a last resort, how could he be willing to sacrifice himself? Although he lived for thousands of years, the longer he lived, the more he did not want to die. As a family leader, Living is simply enjoyment. If you die, it is nothing.
He is still sitting in the position of the patriarch, which means that he is still a young man. Because he is old, he will be declining. He can't keep the patriarch's position. However, only the patriarch can sacrifice, even if he wants other Ashura to replace him. It is also impossible.
"You must help Penger well, or else, even if you are a ghost, this patriarch will not let you go."
The seven patriarchs took care of him. They were all loyal to him. As for the two hearts before, he would certainly not care for their lives. They nodded one by one, because what they want to do now is to keep themselves. The life, if the seven patriarchs are willing to cover them to escape, their chances of living will increase greatly.
"With my flesh and blood, give my life, sacrifice."
Time is tight, the seven patriarchs have no time to arrange everything, and sacrificed directly to himself. On his head, there is a huge black whirlpool. His momentum is rising, and it seems to have broken through to the heavenly landscape. Legend, the Ashura tribe The patriarch's sacrifice can summon a powerful ancestor.
"Hey..."
The sound of ghosts and screaming sounds, the black whirlpool, suddenly a hand, the back of the hand is covered with dense scales, and then, a hand appears, the two big hands seem to be tearing the black vortex Perhaps his body is too big and the black vortex is not enough for him to pass.
"Fast, fast, stop him, ruin the black whirlpool."
The demon cloud changed, and quickly urging the holy soldiers to bombard the black whirlpool. After her reminder, other peaks also noticed the black vortex, although they did not know what the black vortex had, but only from the two big hands. It is possible to infer his horror.
The peak of Tianjun around Lingdao is to promote the Shura Holy King's flag and deal with the black vortex, because they noticed that other sacred soldiers attacked the black vortex, and the black vortex had no damage at all. Now they can count on it. It is the Shura Holy King's flag that restrains the Ashura tribe.
The two huge Ashuras, one left and one right, rushed to the black whirlpool, six pairs of fists, fiercely swaying toward the black whirlpool, but unfortunately, they did not succeed, because the hands blocked their attacks, as if the mountains hit Together, a deafening noise was heard.
"Dare to shoot this seat, you will soon regret it."
The sound of the rumble, shaking the ground and shaking, the existence of the black whirlpool, has not come out, it blocked the attack of the Shura Holy King flag, just a pair of big hands, there is such a skill, if he let him out, then it is still It is the realm of the seven patriarchs who sacrificed themselves and summoned them.
"No, the Shura world is not without Tianzun. You can't be so powerful."
"Who knows what is going on, anyway, if he is allowed to come out, we are afraid to die in the battlefield of Shura."
"Continue to motivate the sacred soldiers, don't chase the Ashura tribal warriors, the threat of the black whirlpool is the biggest."
Even if they don't say it, other warriors can also see that they had the addition of Shura's holy king flag. They can defeat the Ashura tribe. Who knows, the seven chiefs sacrificed themselves, and the summoned presence is so terrible. Time sacrifice, they are not dead.
"Small patriarchs... No, patriarchs, don't watch, the existence of the black whirlpool, can't come out, or else, how can the old patriarchs let us escape."
"If the existence of the black whirlpool can come out, we not only do not need to escape, but can kill them. The old patriarch sacrificed himself and won us the chance to escape. The patriarch can not let him down. Mind."
The persuasion of the ones of the Ashura tribes finally allowed Pan Xingpeng to turn around. He stopped paying attention to the seven patriarchs and escaped as quickly as possible. As long as they were alive, the seventh tribe had hope and rested for hundreds of years. For thousands of years, the seventh tribe can still rise.
The seven clan Changming knew that he was going to die soon, but his face was still full of smiles. The warriors of the Ashura tribe knew that the existence of the black whirlpool could not come out. The celestial warriors did not know, and now the celestial warriors are all dealing with black. The whirlpool, his Penger can escape safely.
"Kill him, he is offering, if he is dead, the black whirlpool will disappear."
The demon cloud did not lose its sense of proportion, but pointed to the seven patriarchs. The disciples of the Tianhu Holy Land took the lead and attacked and attacked the seven patriarchs. The young disciples of other forces also reacted. Since they couldn’t help the black vortex, they went from the roots. Starting up, the seven patriarchs may be very powerful, but they are not only a crowd of people, but also sacred soldiers. Apart from the seven patriarchs, there is certainly no problem.
"No one wants to grab the sacrifices of this seat."
They thought that killing the seven patriarchs was not difficult. However, they did not succeed. It was not the seven patriarchs who blocked their attacks, but a dark hand that slammed over and dragged the seven patriarchs into the black vortex. Among them, even if they are courageous, they dare not kill the black whirlpool.
"Hey..."
The creepy chewing sound makes the young warriors change color. If they don't guess wrong, the existence of the black whirlpool directly treats the seven patriarchs as food and eats them into the stomach. If they exist in the black whirlpool, they The next estimate is the same as the seven patriarchs.
If it is normal, the existence of the black whirlpool is really impossible. However, it is different now, because the existence of the forbidden land is intertwined. Although the existence of the forbidden land has not completely broken the seal, she has been able to shoot the battlefield of Shura. .
"It's just me. It's impossible to break the rules of the Shura world. Since you want to come over, then I will help you."
The existence of the forbidden land of the magic hand condenses a white palm like a jade, rushing to the battlefield of Shura, and slamming on the black whirlpool. The young disciples of the major forces have not figured out what happened, they feel a black, a giant. Standing in front of them, more majestic than the mountains.
"Ha ha ha, this seat has finally come over, that is, you have shot on this seat, very good, you are all good sacrifices, just let this seat enjoy."
Ps: Drunk, today is my birthday, please take a vacation, owe two chapters.