Super Treasure Hunter

Presumably this battle fluctuation was caused by mid-week, and I was very worried about mid-week, but the ceremony in front of me had just begun, and I couldn’t get out of it. Seeing the change of expression on Cao Yiming’s face, some people even began to suspect that the sound came The direction is not what happened.

In desperation, Cao Yiming could only order his subordinates to use the sound of a simulated firecracker to cover up the aftermath of the battle.

"Everyone, have been waiting a long time, the ancient godsong ceremony ceremony is about to begin!"

This pulled everyone's attention back to the ceremony. After all, this ancient **** sect was located in the depths of the Black Maple Mountain Range, and maybe it was which monk was fighting the monster beast.

This kind of thing happens every day in the Black Maple Mountain Range, which is not surprising at all.

Judging from this posture, it should be within the scope of the Ancient Shenzong. It will not be long before the Ancient Shenzong will send someone to deal with this matter.

Since the competition is not enough to consume, and I don't know who will die, then compete for strength. In previous lives, I will also pay attention to fighting skills and the like.

Now that he possesses the power of darkness, it is a natural piece of cake, and it is a grappling that locks the rage.

Wuangkong has a strong body, how can he unlock the locks in the middle of the week, it can be said that he is pinched.

The control of power in the middle of the week was extremely precise, perfectly subduing the point of force of rage.

At this moment, the middle of the week is like a huge animal trap, covering the prey in madness, and the rage is indeed unable to break away.

But relatively speaking, he completely lost his sanity, but in exchange for an extremely powerful combat talent, there was no way to unlock the lock.

He broke his arm abruptly, broke away from Zhou Zhong's bondage, and hit Zhou Zhong's lower abdomen.

All the attention in the middle of the week was on the angry body, and he didn't even notice that the angry broke his arm directly.

Without any defense, his body was like a kite with a broken line, and he shot backwards fiercely, breaking a dozen large trees with a thick waist, and then barely stopped.

It was obvious that the whole body had suffered serious injuries. Just as the body flew upside down, there was a sudden flash of inspiration in the middle of the week.

I understand a truth, why humans are inherently stronger than animals, not because humans are stronger than animals, and humans do not have fangs and claws, but because humans have wisdom.

Rage is like losing their minds together, only knowing the bloodthirsty beast. As for the middle of the week, it is not the case. Before, it was completely in a misunderstanding.

Why should I go with the rhythm of rage, I should use the advantages of being a human being, so that I can get twice the result with half the effort.

As soon as Chen Qingfeng slowly blows in, the mood of the middle of the week is suddenly clear.

Today's rage is indistinguishable from a beast, and coupled with his own dark power, it can be used to restrain it.

If you still can't beat this, you can just find a piece of tofu and kill it.

Not far away is the Heifeng Desert, which is connected to the Heifeng Mountain Range. Looking at the sky full of yellow sand, Zhou Zhongji thought about it.

The figure turned into a phantom, rushing towards the desert.

Seeing that this was going to run in mid-week, I could bear it, so he walked violently and caught up with mid-week.

For the beast, the most intolerable thing is that the prey that is about to arrive just runs away.

I saw Zhou Zhong leaping into the yellow sand, the Promise Sword Intent forcibly swept a whirlpool in the void, and then was forced into the yellow sand by Zhou Zhong.

A slight change appeared on the surface of the yellow sand, followed by an extremely terrifying vortex, which continuously swallowed the surrounding yellow sand.

It was shocking, and a magical array hit it in the middle of the week, making the yellow sand look nothing unusual.

Then he turned around and killed the anger, slapped his hand, pretending to be unsupported, and fell towards the quicksand trap before.

The rage was also overjoyed when he saw it, and he punched again in the middle of the week and rushed over.

The speed of the fall was extreme, but under the intentional control of the middle of the week, at the last few tens of feet from the yellow sand, he used the recoil of a palm to directly rise.

As for the rage, there was no time to make any response, and it was directly swallowed by quicksand.

Constantly bombarding the surrounding quicksand, trying to keep oneself from being swallowed, but the strength of human beings against nature is so small.

At this moment, there was no resistance at all, I saw Zhou Zhong's whole body sword intent at this moment, extremely condensed.

"Wuji Chuanhe Jianyi!"

Six words slowly uttered from the mouth, and the bone sword in his hand cut out a sword intent that made the heavens and the earth outrageous.

Slashing towards the rage deep in the yellow sand, even though the rage was above this sword intent, he felt extremely dangerous.

But he didn't have the slightest worry, because he was an immortal body, even if his head was chopped off, he would be able to recover without half an hour.

The next moment, the head of anger was thrown up in the air.

The body wanted to find the head and then recover. At this moment, another sword hit the furious body into the yellow sand again in the middle of the week.

Immediately after the extremely powerful formation method, the profound meaning swept towards the furious body.

"One!"

"Ten Dao!"

"Hundred Ways!"

"Thousand Ways!"

In a short while, in the middle of the week, a thousand bans were issued, and the angry body was sealed severely.

Although there is still vitality, vitality cannot rejoin the head through the formation.

The furious body was in a different place, but his life was not lost, his head was held in his hands by Zhou Zhong, but he was still gritting his teeth and staring at Zhou Zhong viciously.

At this moment, Cao Yiming also boarded the high platform, and began to tell the world of Ancient Shenzong!

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"Since the Ancient God Sect has returned to the secular world, it is to stop the chaos, calm the turmoil, destroy the evil spirits, promote the righteousness, open the peace of all ages, and establish the foundation of all ages!"

Cao Yiming's passionate speech made everyone present more or less emotionally infected.

The clan elders of Ancient Shenzong had their eyes shining brightly, and their fists could not help clenching.

"Stop the chaos, calm the turmoil, destroy the evil spirits, promote morality, open the peace of all ages, and establish the foundation of all ages!"

If they could truly achieve this point, the Ancient God Sect would have reached the pinnacle in their hands.

Even when the Ancient Shenzong was at its peak, it did not achieve this level.

Shen Guyi's eyes were also faintly shining, and he didn't want to see the ancient godsong standing on the top again.

If there is no middle of the week, this is a big dream, but the middle of the week seems to have a unique charm, which gives him a strong self-confidence, thinking that what Cao Yiming said is not an exaggeration, but a true story of the ancient gods in the near future.

When a member of the Li family saw Cao Yiming standing on stage, he was just stunned to talk about money. It was unbelievable.