Chapter 1157

Lu Zujian's crown is absolutely ancient and modern, and the mysteries of the royal swordsmanship are even more right.

Above the speed, even if it is exhibited by the God of God, it is the ancestor, and it is difficult to reach.

Although Lin Yue was just grasped, it was above the speed, and it was extremely fast.

It was almost shrinking, and in the blink of an eye, I didn't know how far I was going forward.

But even so, Lu Zu's brows were tight, because he had perceived that the two Holy Lords of the ghost and ancient pot holy land were getting closer to them.

And they seem to be able to perceive the specific location of the people in the Shifang Realm.

I don't know why it is out of.

The only possibility was that before the Holy Lord was killed, some kind of imprint was left on a certain person.

And everyone knows that all the holy places now must march towards the depths and compete for mysterious factors.

They only need to block it in front, and the people in the Shifang Realm will throw themselves to the net.

Lin Yue was also sighing at this time. After all, he would have encountered two ancestors, but it was a matter of time.

This world is very vast. A few days have passed, Lin Yue and others, I don't know how long the distance has been.

It is just that the breath of the mysterious factor in front has become more and more intense. It is reflected on the entire dim sky, with five lights and ten colors, with a fascinating breath.

And the surroundings of mysterious factor also have rich and inseparable origins.

Under the distance, Lin Yue already knew that the quality and quantity of the originable substances here exceeded the origin of the origin of the previously absorbing refining and refining.

Until ahead, there was an abyss of heaven, I don't know how much miles.

Below is the black mist of the heart of the people, like a black dragon, rolling.

And the last place of the two sections is only a broken cable bridge.

There are already power on it, fighting, and even a war.

There are not many beings that enter the funeral place, but now they are all for mysterious factor. At the expense of the price, even if it falls into the abyss, it is necessary to pull a pad.

Endless power, venting above the cable bridge.

This is a war in the ancestors.

It is the hidden ancestor of the Qinglan world and the bitter sea world. At this time, a battle occurred.

Suoqiao was shaking violently, and it was crumbling because of the battle of the two ancestors.

There are a large number of other forces, and therefore suffered a disaster, and they all fell into the abyss.

Even if it is the holy realm, it looks so small on the abyss, and even the resistance cannot be done.

The abyss has the mysterious and powerful power. No matter what you practice, it is difficult to resist.

At this moment, the starting point above the Suo Bridge appeared with two hearts.

That figure, with a cruel smile on the face at this time.

The old sanctuary of the ghost and the ancient pot sacred place slowly said at this time.

Obviously, the only way to the end of the ground is the only channel for the cable bridge. There is no other way to go.

The old sanctuary of the ghost and the ancient pot holy land has used all the cultivation, and it has quickly come here.

Everyone in the Shifangjie, at this time, was dignified, staring at the two figures that exuded a horrible atmosphere in front of them.

Lu Zu and Lin Yue have no waves. At this time, they slowly stood out.

"The ants at the peak of the two gods, do you want to stop us?"

The old sanctuary of the ancient pot and the ghost sacred land said coldly.

When the old priests of the ghost sacred place looked at Lu Zu, the complexion appeared unsatisfactory. "You just notice the person who exists?"

"Monk ancestor, I haven't cut it before."

Lu Zu's open opening.

He looked directly at the two at this time, without the slightest fear.

Lu Zuben has been breaking through the ancestral situation for a long time. It is just because of the ones that lead to a fall in the sky.

But now, Lu Zuxiu has fallen into a fall, and can resist a ancestor monk, which is very reluctant.

And today, although the cultivation is condensed, it can be said that it is impossible to win a monk who won a ancestor.

The holy realm is in front of the ancestral realm, like ants, and now the only person who can resist the old master of the ancient pot of the ancient pot, only Lin Yue and Lu Zu.

Lu Zu and Lin Yue just looked at the two lightly, with fearlessness in their eyes.

Today's war, there is no avoidance.

However, Lu Zu and Lin Yue knew that if they could not solve the ghosts and ancient pot holy places, there would be no competition for the last mysterious factor, and there would be no chance.

In addition to the ghost and ancient pot sacred land, they have to face, and there are five other holy places.

"In this case, then fight it."

Lu Zu looked at the two indifferently at this time.

The immortal sword in his hand blooms bright glory and illuminates the entire world.

The dark mist in the abyss is avoiding retreat at this time.

At this time, the old priests of the ghost and the ancient pot holy land changed at this time, because of the breath of Lu Zu, it was a bit scary.

Even in their eyes, although Lu Zu's breath was only in the realm of the god of God, at this time, under the fairy sword in their hands, they faintly made them feel like they were passing.

"Your realm should not appear in the realm of God."

The old priests of the ancient pot holy place said, "Presumably you must be the monk of the ancestor before you must be."

"If you want to fight, why do you have to talk nonsense?

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Lu Zu was very indifferent from beginning to end. He slowly spoke, with his eyes with war.

He has been silent for a long time in these millions of years.

Lu Zu was originally a person who belonged to peace. Otherwise, it would not reach the top ten holy places in the time of the ten holy places with the twelve universe.

It's so ended.

But in his heart, there was no regret.

It is the place where there is no complaint at this time to enter the funeral day.

In his heart, as long as he can work with the Lord of the Shifangjie, it is enough.

Even if you can't sleep, you can't sleep, you have to sleep.

Before Lu Zu came here, it was already ready for this time.

At this time, Lu Zu looked at the second palace owner, and a smile overflowed with the corner of his mouth.

In the eyes of the second palace master, just one million years ago.

"Senior, today, maybe we can't go out."

Lin Yue faced the old priests of the two holy places in the ghost and the ancient pot, just with a smile, half a joke.

It was just in his eyes, there was no sense of fear.

The emperor's sword in his hand was trembling, and he seemed to respond to Lin Yue.

"Unfortunately, in the era of my rise, I did not encounter you, otherwise, we may be a confidant."

Lu Zu faced Lin Yue and said indifferently.

"Isn't it forgotten now?"

Lin Yue asked with back.

"Speaking of this, there is nothing wrong. After going out, I will drink it again."

Lu Zu said with a smile at this time.

Lin Yue nodded slowly, "but cynical."

At this time, the two took one step at the same time.

The origin of the origin here is avoiding retreat, and it seems that the breath of Lu Zu and Lin Yue can't bear it.

At this time, the old priests of the ghost and the ancient pot holy land showed a surprising look.
Chapter completed!