Global Fantasy: Only I Can Hang Up!

Those who want to go in and those who want to go out can't leave, catching turtles in the urn, Chen Xuanfeng has no way to operate for a while, and sighs helplessly when he thinks of this.

"Is there a lot of old tricks? No wonder I was recognized by you when I was in Zanggong Pavilion, and you found me directly. I was really good at thinking, but you didn't expect me to get in. It doesn't matter, even if the eternal heart has something to do with the creation god, what does it have to do with me? I am not the creation god."

Chen Xuanfeng snorted coldly, thinking about these issues.

"My purpose is to go fishing and see if anyone is hiding behind me. Since the human race has an inner ghost, then I naturally have to be careful and try to kill all the races again when I find an opportunity."

After Chen Xuanfeng wanted to understand these things, he didn't think much about it. He kept looking at the entrance to check the situation. The Nine Elders were guarding the entrance there. At this moment, Shen Tiancheng and the others are also facing each other.

Shen Tiancheng was obviously very upset. He was losing his temper to the Nine Elders. The Nine Elders were not polite at the time. They stood at the entrance very fiercely, because the bronze figure he controlled didn't have any expressions, but his aura was extremely powerful. Huge, if ordinary people dared to contact him, they would be killed by this elder.

Therefore, at this moment, many monks are all around the door, especially those with weak strength who dare not move forward. I can only hope that some powerful people of all races can help them, and then they can solve this trouble, and they can enter. There is a chance to snatch it.

After all, the heart of eternity is about to emerge, and many people have already entered in advance. For example, Chen Xuanfeng has never seen the white velvet. The guy seems to have disappeared, completely gone.

And the magic scales are not there at the moment, and there are many people of the Linghua clan, only Shen Tiancheng and some other people of the ten thousand clan, a few of them, although they seem to be of good strength, they have reached the late stage of the Daluo Jinxian. strength.

But if this is compared with the bronze man, their strength is completely inadequate, not to mention the power of the Chaos Immortal to master the rules. The fighting power of people of the Daluo Jinxian level and those of the Chaos Immortal level are not at the same level at all, and it is very likely that they will be directly rubbed on the ground.

And the entrance over there is also starting to noisy.

"If you look for someone, just look for someone. What is the situation if you don't let us in? Do you think this is your ancestor's tomb? Do you care about this?"

A person from the Demon Race is staring at the bronze man fiercely at the moment. Although he has not reached the Chaos Immortal level, he and his clansmen together have the strength of three mainland Golden Immortals in the late stage. It can be said that it is also The top power is now, and the 110 configuration is taken out, no matter which ethnic group it is, there is no daring to provoke it casually.

After saying this, everyone in the vicinity was secretly happy, but it could be regarded as a high-ranking one who came out.

And after the nine elders glanced at them, although a little irritable, he slammed a fist, and instantly the world changed color, mixed with the power of thunder, flashed from the void, shattered the void, and an endless gust of wind was generated in the void. Squeezed down, from the sky, with infinite power, instantly knocked the talking man to the ground, his whole body was full of broken flesh and blood. .

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