Supreme Martial Dao

Chapter 577: 武干危急

Tiancheng.

The sky is slightly bright, and the moon has not yet fallen to the mountainside. At this moment, the sun can't wait to climb up the sky.

The morning glow is sprinkled, and the whole earth is bathed in the golden sunshine at this moment.

飒飒飒飒...

The breeze blew through, causing the leaves to shake, and there was a burst of crisp sound, which was faint and made people feel a bit cool.

A new day begins...

At the moment, in a hidden tree hole in Xuefeng Mountain, Wang Chen, Hao Tian·Xiong, and Bai Hao came out and came to the open space...

The morning air is exceptionally fresh and seems to mean a new day, it’s about to begin.

"Huh..."

Exhaled two breaths, Wang Chen feels full of vitality.

A night of cultivation allowed him to recover completely.

The battle of yesterday is still vivid.

Thinking of the vines escaping, Wang Chen still feels a bit wrong and not good.

Hidden, there seems to be a bad feeling, spreading and climbing in his heart...

Through the hoe, I took this idea out and looked at Xuefeng Mountain, which was covered in a mist. Wang Chen’s mouth showed a smile.

In any case, now, the biggest threat has been eliminated, isn't it?

Fuji, the biggest threat, is no longer in this snowy mountain, nor within the Tiancheng. Under this, Wang Chen believes that he can find a chance.

In this snowy mountain, there are many crises, but the chances are countless.

Yesterday, I got a few strains of Tianyang grass, didn't I?

Today, what will be the harvest, let people look forward to it.

St. Flowers, Holy Grass...

Wang Chen is looking forward to seeing these two things at the moment.

"Go, let's go to the top of the mountain."

Finally, retracting his thoughts, Wang Chen said to Bai Hao and Hao Tian·Xiong.

"Hey...you are looking for holy grass and holy flowers."

When he heard Wang Chen’s words, Hao Tian·Xiao smiled and asked him.

"St. Grass... um." Wang Chen hesitated and nodded. "I promised to help a predecessor find the holy grass."

"St. Grass...啧啧啧... It seems that you still don't know the role of holy grass and holy flowers, your predecessor...hehe...it doesn't seem to tell you."

弑天·雄 heard the words of Wang Chen and laughed out loud.

"What's wrong."

Wang Chen asked in doubt.

"St. Grass, Holy Flower, this is within the snow-capped mountains, even within the Tiancheng, the biggest opportunity, the holy grass holy flowers, see you in a hundred years, although, every ten years, Tiancheng opens once, eighteen magic will, eighteen The martial artists entered it, in order to find the holy grass and the holy flowers, but there are very few people who can be obtained.

Even, it’s always nothing.

In the rumor, this holy grass, holy flower, this root, once in a hundred years.

One hundred years, only to be able to grow a sacred grass, and the holy flower... is even more rumored to be seen in the millennium.

The Millennium Holy Grass is only blooming...

What do you think?

弑天·雄撇撇嘴 said.

嘶...

When I heard the words of Hao Tian·Xiong, Wang Chen’s mouth was soaked, and the whole expression became strange.

A hundred years of holy grass, only a thousand years to bloom, this is the holy grass and holy flowers......

It’s no wonder that even the predecessors like to get the holy grass and the holy flowers.

And, it looks like...he just said the holy grass. As for the holy flower, he didn’t even say it, maybe it’s because life is too rare and rare.

However, Rao knows the preciousness of the holy flower and the holy grass at this moment, but Wang Chen has not retired.

Since you promised, you will do it. This is Wang Chen.

The predecessor, for Wang Chen, can almost be said to have the re-creation.

When Wang Chen was at the most dangerous time, he saved Wang Chen, and more than once, and in the middle of the year, he gave Wang Chen tremendous help, which greatly improved Wang Chen’s strength and gained combat effectiveness. A huge leap, these kindness, isn't it worth a holy grass?

"I will get the holy grass."

Thinking of this, Wang Chen smiled and said with confidence.

This time, Wang Chen’s reaction is to make Hao Tian·Xiao feel a bit different.

Unexpectedly, after knowing the preciousness of the holy grass and the holy flowers, Wang Chen is still so confident, I really don't know where this guy comes from.

Do you not know that even if the holy grass and the holy flower appear, it will inevitably lead to some crazy competition?

Think of the holy grass, the eyes of Hao Tian·Xiong are flashing a trace of gloom.

Because, thirty years ago, one of his big brothers... was being besieged and killed in the battle of holy grass.

"Oh... then let's fight together."

After a moment, I came back to God, and Hao Tianxiong suddenly smiled.

St. Grass...

Since the big brother has not done anything, let yourself do it, and now the Red Crescent King really needs a sacred grass to help improve its strength.

"Go, let's go to the top of the mountain. The Tianlong Cave should be opened in these two days, and the holy grass is in it."

A deep breath, Haotian·Xiong said to Wang Chen.

Dragon Cave.

Wang Chen brows a wrinkle, holy grass in the Tianlong Cave, this point, Wang Chen really do not know.

However, now that there is a clue, is it wrong?

Under the circumstances, the three went toward the snowy peaks.

......

The road is rugged.

Looking at the high cloud of the snow cloud peak, after the real deep into it, this gives a feeling of upright, difficult to conquer.

A full morning, Wang Chen and others speed up the pace of travel.

During the period, it killed a monster of the ninth-order peak, but it did not take any time.

Now the nine-order monster, even the monster of the ninth-order peak, in front of the three of Wang Chen, it is simply vulnerable.

It can be said that in the morning, they are almost all moving forward.

But, that's why they looked up and found that the road ahead was long and I didn't know how long the road was not finished.

When I turned around, the road in the back was rugged, and I had already known tens of thousands of feet.

It seems to give people a feeling that this snow cloud peak is boundless, straight into the sky, and successively.

It seems that this is a fantasy, but it is so real, it seems that this is true, but there is such a illusion...

It’s like a dream, like a dream...

This is Xueyunfeng, this is the most mysterious place in Tiancheng.

"Booming..."

It’s been a while, and a few people heard the front, and there was a fierce fight.

Amazing momentum, straight into the sky.

A wave of anger, even Wang Chen and others outside of the kilometer can clearly feel.

"Go, look at the past."

When I heard this movement, Wang Chen said subconsciously.

Because, in this momentum, he feels familiar.

Maybe, it’s an acquaintance.

For Wang Chen’s request, Hao Tian·Xiong did not object, and nodded and followed Wang Chen’s direction in the battle sound.

......

This is an open space.

At this moment, in this open space, the three figures are fighting together.

"Hahaha...because of death, humble humans."

Crazy laughter came, and two figures besieged one of them.

"Xuanwu blood, haha... I like it, this perfect level of basaltic blood, can bring me more power."

It’s another huge man with a bloodthirsty madness on his face.

I saw this handsome man with a huge hammer in his hand. The dancing is screaming, not crazy.

The other man who spoke first was thin and pale, with a pale nose and a hook...

This is not the man who appeared in the open space after Wang Chen and others left the battle last night.

I saw this man, his body is like a ghostly ghost, erratic.

Turned into a virtual shadow, launching a sneak attack like lightning.

Under the siege of the two men, the middle-aged man who was trapped in it was losing ground.

If Wang Chen appears here at this moment, he will definitely recognize it. Isn't this just Wu Gan?

Yes.

Wu Gan, at this moment, the besieged person is the martial arts of the Xuanwu family. This once played against Wang Chen, but it helped Wang Chen a lot of men.

At this point, the besieged person is awesome.

No wonder, Wang Chen will feel some familiarity with this momentum.

The six blood vessels, basaltic blood, Wu Gan, this Wang Chen is familiar.

"Hey... I’m thinking about it, I’m fighting with you, you’re going to get my blood.”

Looking at the defeat of the festival, the danger is like a ring, and his own field has been broken by the joint efforts of the other two. At this time, Wu Gan looks very incomprehensible. He is covered with scars and looks at the attack. The more crazy two people, he gnawed his teeth.

Burning real blood...

Yes, he is planning to do this at the moment.

Even if he is dead, he will not leave his blood to the two **** magicians.

If they are allowed to get their own real blood, the strength of these two people will inevitably increase.

Warcraft relies on absorbing energy to increase speed. The more energy is pure, the more horrible they are.

The perfect level of basaltic blood contained in his body is undoubtedly a big supplement for these two people.

This is also the reason why the two men were under siege in Wugan.

The six bloods are an irresistible temptation for Warcraft, they can prevent it.

"Hey, I want to burn the real blood, I don't think about it."

Seeing Wu Gan’s move, the eagle hook nose man sneered and shouted.

Combustion of blood.

This trick may work in front of other guys, but in front of him, it is futile.

"Flock."

Put a stamp in his hand and he smashed toward Wu Gan.

Zizi...

Snow is full of snow and ice.

Between the blink of an eye, the surroundings are caught in a snow and ice.

Moreover, Wu Gan’s sudden discovery that his own blood seems to have been dragged by this energy seems to have frozen the general, even if he wants to burn his own real blood, it seems so hard at the moment, I don’t know how much it is slow.

This ice seal is like a blockade of the surrounding atmosphere.

There is not enough breath to guide the impact, and his blood is not burning so fast even if he wants to burn.

"Hahaha...because of death, humble humans, I have to set your blood."

Sneering again and again, after the ice seal, the eagle hook nose man sneered and rushed toward Wugan.

very fast...

A glimpse of the shadows, as if all the shadows of the heavens are his shadow.

Wu Gan, even looking at the eyes.

Despair...

A desperate moment, this moment began to permeate and rise in his heart.

"No, I don't think..."

Wu Gan is unwilling, and grows desperately.

"Dead...hahaha..."