MTL - Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation-v3 Chapter 2425 Abstain, or die

boom!

After the great emperor successfully activated an altar, the core area of ​​Yanhuang Guling once again rushed out of a heavenly light.

On the altar, the light of the sky is shining, and the dragon shadow is lingering.

The entire Yanhuang ancient tomb, no matter where you are, can see clearly.

In the core area, there are only eight altars, and only six are left.

The emperor who is still on the road seems to be more anxious, and the speed has to speed up a lot.

After three hours, the nine emperors and his party finally came to the core area.

At this time, the core area of ​​Yanhuang Guling has been very chaotic.

The seven altars have been activated, and countless fierce beasts come from all directions.

There are also some princes and their guests, mixed in, attacking the princes who have occupied the altar.

Xiao Chen’s eyes swept away and found that in addition to the Great Emperor and the Eight Emperors, there were also altars occupied by thirteen emperors.

There are no other emperors, but other emperors have it.

It is also expected that after all, the three great emperors are the strongest, and no one will go to the hard bones if they have the choice.

"Wanger Avenue?"

When I noticed the avenue of the refinement of the great emperor Wang Fei, Xiao Chen’s heart was slightly stunned, which seemed to be somewhat unexpected.

Wang Dao, this is not the road that most people dare to repair.

Not enough life and gas, not looking down on the banner of the king, but will be affected by it.

However, once it is a big success, it should not be underestimated.

This person is really an ambitious generation, and the killing in the eyes is fleeting.

I will not take care of it for a while, and Xiao Chen’s eyes are swept over other altars, and my mind is thoughtful.

"Are we going to capture, the altar of other emperors, or the last altar of the rest?"

Qin Zhuolin took back his sight and asked the Nine Emperors and others.

The last remaining unactivated altar, gathered seven emperors, the competition is fierce.

To capture other altars that have been activated, you must face the pressure of the beast.

There are only these two choices in front of them. There are both advantages and disadvantages. The specific decision still has to listen to the opinions of everyone.

Wang Hao’s eyes fell on Tian Ceshu and Xiao Chen, waiting for the two to speak.

Xiao Chen does not need to say that the strength of his exhibition has already stabilized the position of the core of the nine emperors. Tian Ceshu, who counts the life, can look at people and make a secret decision to accurately grasp the strength and strength of the current great emperors.

It is his best to choose weak and avoid strong.

Tian Ceshu’s eyes are in full bloom, bursting out with an elusive atmosphere, and the body is full of mysterious Yuwei, mysterious.

"There are several emperors who occupy the throne, except for the two emperors, the other princes are prosperous and prosperous, but they are not seen to decline. But the throne of these two emperors has been stared at by the three emperors, the four emperors, and the seventeen emperors and eighteen emperors. It is very likely that we will face the five kings' counterattacks."

Tian Ceshu Shen Shen said: "Xiao Chen, I tend to compete with other emperors to **** the remaining altar. What do you think?"

Xiao Chen nodded: "I have no opinion."

After listening to another round of suggestions from other guests, Wang Hao had already had an idea in his heart, calmly saying: "Just follow Changji."

Hey!

Just when everyone was about to act, a group of people emerged from the flanks, but the seven emperors Wang Yun and his guests rushed over.

Wang Yun, the seven emperors, ranks high in the ranks of many princes, and the foundation is better than the nine emperors.

Among his men, all of them are Dacheng Emperors.

"Nine brothers, come really, have any interest in joining me and go to the altar of the sixth brother." Wang Yun smiled and sent an invitation to the Nine Emperors.

In his view, the nine emperors Wang Hao did not have the strength to compete for the Prince, and will certainly be eliminated in this round.

I sent an invitation to him, gave him the opportunity to get this round of opportunities, there should be no reason to refuse.

"I am sorry for my seventh brother. I have no plans to cooperate with others for the time being."

Wang Shu decisively refused, without much words, with a group of people quickly killing two altars that have not yet been occupied.

The group of people left in a hurry, leaving Wang Yun with a face full of mistakes.

After half a ring, Wang Yuncai woke up: "Damn, this old nine really does not give face, it is a bit difficult to do."

Wang Yun’s eyes turned, and his heart groaned, and his sixth brother was hidden. No one is joining hands, and it is difficult to capture his altar. Others who occupy the altar are not fuel-efficient.

Next to a dead old man, whispered softly: "Seven princes, if this is the case, we will not forcefully touch the princes who have occupied the altar. We are here to rest, after the chaos of the nine emperors and other emperors In the interest of the fisherman."

Wang Yun whispered: "Oh, okay. You have to be stubborn. I will see what strength you have. Go, don't follow the past, deliberately open them."

The last unmanned altar.

The square is smashed with hundreds of lava behemoths, and the body of the lava is like a mountain, braving a hot flame.

The seven emperors are divided into two parties and are in a mixed battle. No one wants to give up this last altar.

It can be a time, and it is difficult to win or lose.

There are too many princes to gather, but they deter the latecomers and dare not choose this altar easily.

Because it occupies this altar, it will definitely be counter-attacked by the seven emperors. When you think about it, you will feel a headache.

The two parties are the first, one is the second emperor, and the other is the fifteen emperor.

There are other princes to help, the victory and defeat are difficult to distinguish, plus the existence of lava monsters, the situation is even more chaotic.

Just as the two sides fought, a **** battle flag fell from the sky.

boom!

The red blood of Wang Wei, which broke out in the battle flag, swept through all directions and forced the separation of the group of warriors and the doormen.

Xiaosuo slowly fell, holding the red blood flag, cold eyes to the Quartet.

"Nine brothers?"

"Nine brothers!"

The two emperors and the fifteen princes who were headed were slightly stunned. Obviously, they did not expect Wang Shu, who had always been low-key. How can it be so abnormal, not to unite with other emperors, to capture the altars that have been activated, but to challenge them.

But the situation can not allow them to think more, Xiaosuo with the red blood battle flag, forcibly separated the group of emperors.

There is a golden shadow of the sun that is condensed by the sun, descending from the sky and swooping over.

boom!

Many of the lava behemoths that hovered under the altar were suddenly smashed by Jin Wu, and they rushed into the blood.

Wang Hao followed, following the gap, vacated and flew to the altar.

"Damn, stop him, stop him!"

During the time, many of the seven princes of the princes broke out with amazement, and they all rushed to Wang Hao.

Want to stop him and climb the altar.

"The wind is old, see you got it."

He smiled a little and said to the old man around him.

"Roger that."

The old look of the wind is dignified, his hands are quickly printed, and he is rushed into the body of the nine emperors in advance. It was activated from a distance, and suddenly there was a terrible wind in the nine emperors.

The doorkeeper who wants to kill him has been blocked out.

After blocking the first wave of the most powerful offensive, Wumeng, Qin Zhuolin and Tian Ceshu, while shooting, fell behind Wang Hao.

Whizzing!

He is old with the wind and comes to the left and right flank of Wang Hao, blocking other people.

On the ground, there is a red blood flag, dragging the remaining doormen.

For a time, Wang Hao was unimpeded, step by step toward the altar that burned the blazing flame.

"It’s not that easy to go to the altar!"

The second emperor was furious, and he was eager to take out his sword.

The moment when the handle can be held by hand, an ice-cold killing intention, invading, and hard-moving his eyes from Wang Hao.

I don't know when, a warrior wearing a silver armor, dotted with a dragon pattern, a long knife with a long hair and a long hair.

Appeared in front of him, lying two cold bodies under his feet.

The body apparently wanted to stop him, but did not expect to lose his life.

The second emperor felt that his back was cold, and he didn't know how the two died. He didn't notice it at all.

The hand holding the hilt, a little trembling, the person responsible for his safety, just want to move.

"stop!"

The second emperor spoke and stopped, and he felt that even if the two men shot, they stopped the dragon swordsman.

Xiao Chen reached out and held the handle of the knife behind him. The left hand condensed the Buddha's seven kills, which expanded his killings by seven times.

What is even more frightening is that this explosive killing is like a running water in the Quartet.

But there was no trace of it, and it was contaminated with him.

It’s like a lotus flower doesn’t hold water, just like the sun and the moon!

Buddhism’s seven killings, illusory and tangible, and illusory, bring tremendous psychological pressure to people.

In the eyes of the second emperor, this dragon swordsman seems to be infernal hell, dark and terrifying. But he himself, like the clear water hibiscus, lead washed, not stained with a trace of dust.

It’s weird, it’s too weird.

As Xiao Chen walked step by step, the pressure of the second emperor was like a mountain, and the sweat on his forehead continued to drip.

In the hands of Yan Huangjian, it is hard to pull out.

"Abandon, or die, you choose."

The Dragon Knights stopped their steps, and the knife was half an inch, slamming, dazzling knife light, such as the Huanghuang Day, the two princes of the thorns did not dare to blink.