Battle God Emperor

C1280

Doutian was on a mountain more than ten miles away. Several figures knelt respectfully on the ground, shaking all over.

There were still several corpses beside them. There was a blood mark on the eyebrows of each corpse. There was a needle shaped hole on the mark.

If you don't look carefully, you can't find out. It's obvious that they were all killed with a kind of needle like weapon.

In front of those figures stood a young evil spirit in a blood black robe. Besides yanluozi, who else could there be? Only yanluozi could make the killers of yanluofu so afraid.

"Half a month's time has come. If you haven't found Shura hall, how dare you come to see me?" Yan Luozi coldly glanced at these people in black, and there were several gold needles in his hands.

When the needle in his hand was ready to move, two streamers came from the sky in vain.

"My Lord, the Shura hall has appeared!" Glass and jade face mercilessly came near, very excited worship way, dare not have the slightest over.

"Where is it?" Yanluozi put away the gold needle in his hand, and his eyes lit up slightly. He was quite excited and said, "take me there quickly. If it's true, there will be a lot of rewards!"

Doutian stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the sea of golden flames in the distance. He didn't rush up immediately, even though he was sure that the flame was the spirit of golden fire.

Because he knew that the visions in the valley were not only seen by them, but also by others.

Especially the people of Yanluo mansion, they came to the sea of riots to look for the Shura hall. How could they not find it.

"We don't want to go there? Maybe that will fix your problem. " Dragon dance is concerned about the road.

Doutian doesn't turn a blind eye to the concern of dragon dance, but he keeps this feeling and gratitude in his heart. If anyone wants to hurt dragon dance now, doutian is the first one who doesn't want to.

But doutian knows that if he is with dragon dance for the sake of gratitude, it is his irresponsibility to dragon dance.

Dou Tian took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "when did you find that vision?"

Dragon dance is right. His chance to recover his cultivation may be here, but it's not the time to go in. There is a strong uneasiness in doutian's heart.

"I've just discovered it. I've been paying attention to it. I'll tell you as soon as I see it." Dragon Dance explained.

"Thank you." Doutian said with a smile that he knew the dragon dance was for him, so he kept observing the movement of the valley.

Dragon dance just ready to speak, doutian a hand quickly covered her mouth, made a silent gesture, in the distance, a shadow quickly toward the valley.

A moment later, there were more than 100 people in this valley, and each of them was above the holy land of Hunyuan battle.

Seeing this scene, Longwu's eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of horror. She couldn't understand how doutian found it. Didn't doutian have no soul power?

Doutian squinted at the distance and said, "are they all from Yanluo?"

That's hundreds of people, and each of them is the holy land of Hunyuan war. If they are all from Yanluo mansion, the strength of Yanluo mansion will be a little terrible.

To subdue Luo Shengmen and destroy xuelou, Yan Luofu really has his strength and inside information.

"I don't know how the teacher is now." Thinking of the collapse of xuelou, Dou Tian can't help worrying about the safety of the drunk. The elder of xuelou, Lu Zhan, is dead. As the owner of xuelou, the drunk may not escape.

Just when doutian lost his mind, several figures suddenly came near in the distance. The breath of those people was very violent. Doutian recognized two of them at a glance. They were Zhan Tianlong and Zhan Yuyan.

Just to doutian's surprise, Zhan Tianlong and Zhan Yuyan stood at the end as if they were servants. Before them, there were two others, led by a young man in white robes.

You know, before doutianwei entered the unparalleled holy city, Zhan Tianlong was the first person of the young generation in the unparalleled holy city. He was also proud of Lin Tian. How could he be willing to stand behind others?

"It seems that the man is not simple. He may be from the headquarters of the temple of war god." Dou Tianxin had a general guess about Yan Luozi's identity, and then he asked: "isn't the temple of war god not popular with the three killers? How can it be safe now?"

Think of this, doutian's mouth is full of a sneer. It's estimated that there's some collusion that can't be seen here. People in the war temple also want to share a share of Shura hall. If outsiders know about this, they will be very puzzled.

But this is the fact, because even for the temple of war god, the Shura temple can not be ignored. You should know that the former Shura temple, like the temple of war god, was the highest temple in the spleen region of Pangu continent.

Just as doutian's heart wanders away from the sky, the distant voice rings out. With doutian's and dragon dance's ear power, you can hear it clearly.

"Sikong zangjian, you're so early, just five of you?" A sharp voice sounded, which is probably the only one.

Even if doutian closed his eyes a few miles away, he could guess who he was. There was no one else except Yan Luozi!

"With so many of you, five of you may not be able to get in." Sikong hid his sword and looked at Yan Luozi with disdain."Don't you hate Shura hall the most? Why do you want to enter Shura hall now with your face licking? The hall of war god is really some sinister people." Although Yan Luozi's tone is very feminine, he is not bad at all in attacking people.

"Well, no matter what, it's not that you filthy little worms who can't see the light can match you, especially you sissy. How did your mother give birth to you in those years? I wonder if your mother accidentally cut off your stuff when she gave birth to you. That's why it's like this. "

Sikong zangjian spat his phlegm, as if he had said one more word to Yan Luozi, which made his mouth dirty. He argued with a sissy, which made him very unhappy.

It has to be said that Sikong's skill of swearing at others is really good, but it's also because of his identity that he dares to scold Yan Luozi.

"You want to die!" Yan Luozi yelled angrily. What he hated most in his life was that people called him sissy. He couldn't bear this tone. He flicked a golden needle from his fingertip.

"A sissy is a sissy. Do you think an embroidery needle can hurt anyone?" Sikong cangjian looks disdainful. Before he gets rid of it, Luo Yu beside him throws his robe. A sword burst out and directly bumps the gold needle back.

"Boom!"

Yan Luozi was preparing for a big war. Suddenly, the void began to vibrate violently. The golden flame was surging wildly, and the void seemed to be shaken away.

In the rolling sky, the soul of golden fire is constantly churning, burning the whole void. After counting the breath, people suddenly feel a burning temperature, and as time goes on, the temperature becomes higher and higher.

It seems that the spirit of Tianjin fire appears in this void across time and space. Yan Luozi and others retreat one after another, looking at the distance in horror, and dare not fight with the spirit of Tianjin fire.

At the next moment, what shocked everyone is that a huge golden palace slowly rises from the sea of golden flames. The bright light makes people unable to open their eyes. The awe inspiring power makes people feel like bowing down to worship.

At that moment, everyone was so nervous that a monk screamed out: "Shura hall!"