Sky Jialan's eyes flashed, "In that case, Senior Lu, let's do it."
Lu Buzheng is not a procrastinator. If the person who wants to bear the king stick is not Lu Yin, he will not ask a question. Just like Sky Jialan, once a cultivator steps on this path, he must be prepared for death. No one has privileges.
In the half-ancestral battlefield, those star envoys or more ordinary cultivators may become cannon fodder, but in the ancestral battlefield, how could they not.
"Shoot", Lu Buzheng drank, stepped out, beside him, Xianxin, Nihuang, Xia De, Queluo, Shangsheng Tianshi, Bai Laogui and Wang Si all rushed out of the ancestral tortoise, and rushed towards Wangxu. go with.
Wangxu God's eyes were cold, and although his face was smiling, it was full of weird coldness, one foot stepped out, and the heads of wolves rose into the sky one by one, covering the sky.
The first wolf head opened his mouth, covering Lu Buzheng and other half ancestors and biting them away.
Wang Si shouted, "The nine wolves of the great ancestors swallowing the sky are very domineering, ancient books record", "record a fart, hard support", Lu Buzheng interrupted her directly, shot his heart, cut the void, and pushed out horizontally. , Shangsheng Tianshi waved, and the original treasures flew out one by one, turning into the original treasure formation and slammed into the wolf's head. Nihuang's body was full of hideous barbs, demonstrating the infinitely close to the ancestral realm's powerful strength.
Regardless of whether it is Nihuang or Zen, they are the powerhouses closest to the ancestral realm in this era. If Dao Yuanzong is still there, they can also be ranked as the masters of the twelve heavenly gates. The ancestors of the king's family.
The starry sky burst, even if the half-ancestor's power was not used, the terrifying force of the collision at this moment still spurred the thinking web.
Lu Yin was afraid that the thinking net would drag one away, and the gods of Forgotten Ruins would be able to withstand it. Lu Buzheng might not be able to withstand it. No, it was absolutely impossible to withstand it. They were not in the ancestral realm.
At this time, the King Scepter appeared inexplicably in the hands of Henxin, the closest to the God of Forgotten Ruins.
Sky Jialan's eyes opened sharply, staring at the king stick and wanted to transfer. However, the next moment, Sky Jialan's expression changed. How could it be possible that he couldn't transfer
The king rod shattered and turned into a streamer that pierced Henxin's body. Fortunately, Henxin was prepared and didn't put all his hopes on Sky Jialan, otherwise the blow would be enough to damage him again.
But even so, he suffered serious injuries.
"What's the matter?" Lu Yin shouted sharply, staring at Jialan at the sky.
Tian Jialan's face was ugly, "One step too late, the moment the king stick appeared, it was already fixed in the hands of the master of the heart, unless the position was determined one step earlier than the king stick, otherwise it couldn't be transferred."
"If you knew the position a long time ago, you still need to transfer it?" Lu Yin shouted angrily.
Sky Jialan was aggrieved, staring at Lu Yin, wanting to refute, but couldn't refute it, mainly because he didn't understand the talent of the Void King Scepter. He thought there was no master in this era. If this talent came from the God of Forgotten Market, he would not be so confident.
Lu Yin watched as many half-ancestors rushed towards the wolf's head desperately, his gaze crossed the Wangxu god, and saw the prince, if they didn't solve her, those half-ancestors would be killed one by one, even if Lu Buzheng couldn't bear it several times.
To a certain extent, the threat of the prince is even higher than the god of Wangxu.
"Come on, do you know where you will appear in advance?" Lu Buzheng shouted.
Sky Jialan makes a fist, "not bad."
Lu Buzheng kept retreating. On the top of Nihuang, air currents appeared on his body surface, constantly changing. It was the air current that could transform fate. He wanted to capture the movements of the princes with fate and predict the position of the king's rod in advance.
The ancient gods had previously possessed the ability to transform fate because of Lu Buzheng, and even if his half-ancestor body collapsed, he would destroy him. Fate can turn things around.
"It's me again," Lu Buzheng yelled, turning his head and shouting at Jialan Sky, "It's me."
Tian Jialan's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Lu Lu without fighting for both hands.
The next moment, the space in Lu Buzheng's hands was twisted, and he lifted his heart, vaguely seeing the king stick appearing, and suddenly, the king stick disappeared and appeared in Lu Yin's hands. It succeeded.
Sky Jialan breathed a sigh of relief.
In the distance, the prince was surprised and actually transferred her talent
Lu Buzheng looked at Lu Yin, Yunying Mebis and others also stared at Lu Yin.
Only Queluo knew that Lu Yin was okay.
The king rod covered everyone's thoughts in a certain range, and the closest to Lu Yin was the Mebis clan. Anyone who knew Lu Yin's life would not admit that he had the king's aptitude, he was the absolute nemesis of the prince's talent.
Suddenly, Wang Zhang's rays of light burst into Lu Yin's body, turning into a stream of light.
Lu Buzheng watched closely, the king rod was not broken, but was shining brightly. What do you mean
Sky Jialan also stared at Lu Yin, a talent that even half of the ancestor couldn't bear, how could he break it
Seeing that Lu Yin stood on the spot intact and the sky was blank, what did he do
What did Lu Yin do? He didn't do anything, and let the king stick turn into a force to enter the body. This feeling is very good. The last time he felt like this, he said that he could punch Xia Ji to death. Now, he looked at the sky. Jia Lan, without this strength, can beat him to death with one punch.
Sky Jialan finally found a sense of participation in the half-ancestral battlefield, but compared to Lu Yin at this moment, it always felt several levels worse.
Lu Buzheng laughed wildly, "As expected to be a descendant of my Lu family, hahahaha", suddenly, his face changed, his hand pointed, "that guy".
He was referring to Nihuang. Lu Buzheng retreated. Nihuang and Henxin became the first people to rush. Among the half ancestors on the scene, Nihuang was in full force and it was not surprising that he was targeted by the princes.
Sky Jialan hurriedly shifted, and another king stick fell into Lu Yin's hand. Lu Yin pursed his mouth, allowing the king stick to turn into ten thousand ray of light into his body. The strength was a little too much. Thinking about it, he slapped it with a palm and struck across the void. The wolf head, this is the power of the prince, far surpassing any attack he has ever performed.
With Lu Buzheng, Tian Jialan cooperated with Lu Yin, Wanghou's talent was completely destroyed, and she no longer shot with talent.
The talent of the Void King Rod is so dazzling that Lu Yin and the others have forgotten that, the prince, not only has the Void King Rod talent, she can also use the Nine-Chapter Method and step backwards.
The prince divided into two, two to three, and three to five, and rushed directly into the battlefield, easily dragging the Saint Celestial Master, Wang Ji and their half-ancestors, the god of Forgetting Market snorted coldly, "Without your intervention, these people can't get past me. ".
The prince clones immediately disappeared one by one.
"I said, you don't need to intervene." Wangxu Shen was dissatisfied, and there was a princely clone behind her right.
The prince’s tone was indifferent and without emotion, "That's not my clone".
The God of Wangxu was taken aback, then suddenly turned his head, only to see that the fake prince clone had passed her and rushed towards the entrance of the Sea of Falling Stars.
And the prince, there is no meaning to block.
Only the half-ancestral corpse king and half-ancestral giant beast rushed over to stop them.
"Presumptuous", the god of Wangxu was angry, and countless black ropes appeared in the void to bind the fake prince clone. This was the ban on the royal family's secret technique, and it was also the secret technique she created.
Lu Yin looked at the fake prince clone blankly, who was it? All the half ancestors are there, who can pretend to have deceived the god of Wangxu, he is definitely a strong half ancestor.
I saw that the fake prince clone was bound by countless black ropes, and his body penetrated the past without any hindrance, leaving a black air current on the spot, which was death.
Passing through the border with a lifeless spirit, the real face of that person was revealed. He was the ancient strongman who followed the ancestral turtle all the way to here.
"Surely one?", Hen Xin, Lu Buzheng was surprised.
Lu Yin was surprised, he was actually dead, this person also belonged to the dead clan? Perhaps this person may be the oldest generation of the Dead.
"Even him is here," Sky Jialan exclaimed.
Lu Yin was curious, "Who is he?".
Sky Jialan said, "Jueyi, one of the masters of the Heavenly Gate of the First Continent, a disciple of the god of death."
"A disciple of the god of death?" Lu Yin was really surprised. For the first time, the god of death was absolutely proven to exist. This ancient man from the age of the Heavenly Sect, "the god of death has a disciple?"
Tian Jialan said in a deep voice, "If it weren't for a disciple, how could he learn to die, and how could he hide it from the ancestor of the Wang Family".
In the distance, Jueyi not only concealed the God of Forgotten Ruins, but also avoided the mystery of God of Forgotten Ruins, and rushed towards the entrance of Falling Star Sea with a weird posture, but the question is, what is the meaning of his rushing over
Lu Yin was puzzled, a voice came from his ears, Henxin took out Jieshan, Lu Yin waved his hand, Yu Zimi started, Jieshan disappeared, reappeared, and it has fallen into the hands of absolutely no one.
Definitely holding Jieshan rushed towards the entrance of Falling Star Sea, while Wangxu God was dragged by Henxin and the others.
The prince still did not make a move.
Lu Yin watched Jue Yi rush over, suddenly remembering something, "Be careful, there is still a Seven Gods Heaven."
Lu Buzheng, Henxin, and Tian Jialan looked at him subconsciously, with a desperate expression on his face, there is one more
They now have a psychological shadow on the Qishentian.
Especially the words of Wangxu God kept echoing in his mind,'Seven Gods are seven treasures, and will always bring surprises to them'. This is not a surprise, but a fright.
People in this era are far from understanding how they feel when facing the Seven Gods.
For them, the times have not passed for long, but when you close your eyes and then open your eyes, everything has changed. The original high-ranking and respected Taoists and the ancestors of the family have become traitors. This is unacceptable.
"What status?" Sky Jialan couldn't help asking.
Lu Yin shook his head, "This Seven Gods Heaven is called Bai Wushen, the most mysterious, no one knows her identity, but it is absolutely difficult to entangle."
As he spoke, the original treasure formation appeared in front of Jue Yi, he avoided it, using deadly and strange means, and then, the second original treasure formation appeared, and it could still be avoided, followed by the third and fourth. One, the fifth, until the eighth, there is no way to avoid it again and again.
The speed at which Bai Wushen lays out the original treasure array makes the Saint Heavenly Master feel ashamed.
Lu Yin didn't understand that Jue Yi Duo was powerful, but after all, he was only a half ancestor. How could he overcome Bai Wushen's blockade
He is anxious. He has already lost an opportunity before. If this continues, Nihuang and the others will run out of star sources, and it will be useless. At that time, let alone drag the God of Forgotten Market, whether he can protect himself will be a problem. A second chance
The three ancient twelve heavenly gate masters shot, the ancient gods collapsed, and the princes' talents were broken. If they still fail in such an excellent situation, then there is really no possibility of winning.