Chronicles of the Kingdom of Heaven

This was only three days on the island, and together they cut a dozen monsters. If it is ten days and eight days, I am afraid that the demon king and the ghost king will have the opportunity to meet. If they do n’t go together, can the two go back alive, but It's really a question mark ...

"Okay, for your poor sake, I'll make it difficult for you to give you a good face ..."

So, a short cooperation was reached in this way, no high-five vows, no blood confederations, some just lost the morality ...

Sure enough, after the two went together, their strength suddenly skyrocketed, Zhong Yang's destiny, ghost king, and ghosts, haunted Wang Jingyu, and the two men worked together to destroy the demon.

Very smoothly, it went to the center of the island.

However, after arriving in the middle of the isolated island, the two people who had been cooperating seamlessly opened the distance, and Zhongyang's natal ghost king never left, and Wang Jing also had flashes of light in his hands. The two people seemed to have made an appointment. After arriving in the middle of the isolated island, leave and start to guard against the other party ...

The aura in the middle of the isolated island is very rich, and it has been turned into a drizzle of rain. It slowly falls from the sky. With a breath, a large amount of aura will flow in. This is a place where the monk dreamed of. In the northern border, such a place has long been controlled by the various gate factions, even the younger brother of the door, can not easily step in ...

The two walked into this treasure land together, but no one said anything. Whether it was Zhong Yang or Wang Jing, they knew that such a place would definitely have a terrifying chance ...

The two stepped slower and slower, using most of their energy to guard against each other ...

After walking along the way for almost an incense stick, Wang Jing suddenly said, "I, Brother Zhong, don't blame me for not reminding you that I am the elder of the dragon elephant in the Qianshan Sect, and I have already landed on the island three days ago. There are also several Senro ships patrolling, if you do n’t hit it, you will have nothing to eat ... "

"Hehe ..." Zhong Yang smiled and looked around, his mouth was not idle: "Brother Wang, when you said this, did you ever think that this is actually a trap for my Nether Sect? Once the elders of your Qianshan and the Senro ship are exhausted, you really want to get up. You have been weak for many years, and there are only a few ships of the Senro ship. In case of loss here, will your Qianshan Sect be a successor? No one? "

The two men talked and threatened each other, tempted each other, and walked to the middle of the isolated island, but after passing through a woodland, Zhong Yang suddenly lost his voice, and Wang Jing did n’t respond even after several provocations. Looking back, I realized that Zhong Yang was staring at a stone pillar in a daze ...

"What are you doing?" Wang Jing couldn't help but stunned. The stone pillar was no stranger. He walked all the way on the isolated island. At the beginning, he was like Zhong Yang. He thought there might be any tricks about this stone pillar, but later, But found that this stone pillar can be seen everywhere, there is no trick at all ...

If there is a pattern, will there be too many patterns?

"Don't be stunned. Such pillars are everywhere. Look at them one by one. Can you finish it?"

Zhong Yang had no words, but when Wang Jing walked over, the natal ghost king appeared, intentionally or unintentionally, blocked between the two ...

Damn, people!

Wang Jing is almost a black line in his head. I kindly remind you not to waste time. Are you actually giving birth to ghost king to guard me?

While Wang Jing condemned Zhong Yang's heart, he silently brewed a thunder of light in his palm. What if the life-ghost king suddenly broke up and hurt people?

So, the two people who were pregnant with ghosts, one stared at Shi Zhu, and the other stared at each other, dumbfounded. After a while, Wang Jing waited impatiently. When he was about to urge, he saw Zhong Yang suddenly. Stood up.

"Have you discovered that these stone pillars are like a map ..."

"Ah?" Wang Jing didn't respond at all. Map, how many meanings?

"Forget it, I don't understand you ..." Zhong Yang smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile. After standing up, he didn't ignore Wang Jing, but walked forward on his own.

"What do you mean!" Wang Jing stopped suddenly, and when he was about to sneer, he found that Zhong Yang's steps seemed strange ...

The distance stepped out at each step is different. There are many, and there are several large ones, but only a few points. This makes Zhong Yang ’s walking look strange. Wang Jing is confused in the back. When trying to laugh at Zhong Yang, Zhong Yang stopped suddenly.

"It should be here ..."

"What is here?"

At this time, Zhong Yang was standing under a steep mountain wall, and at a glance, he could hardly see the end of the mountain wall, smooth as a mirror, steep and sinister, Zhong Yang stood there, looking up at the mountain wall, nor In other words, Wang Jing looked inexplicably aside ...

"Me, you are ..."

Wang Jing looked at it for a long time, and finally got impatient. He was about to urge it, but he suddenly saw that the phantom ghost King Xuying behind Zhong Yang suddenly showed his real body, his red eyes, his head full of messy hair, with a thick Thick ghost spirit rushed towards the mountain wall, followed, and saw two sharp claws, grabbed fiercely on the mountain wall, suddenly, a large piece of sand fell ...

Zhong Yang didn't say a word, and concentrated on controlling the ghost, but in a few moments, he dug out the mountain wall and looked at it at a glance, just like a cave dug out ...

After a quarter of an hour, the natal ghost king had dug into the mountain belly, but Zhong Yang didn't mean to stop. After another quarter of an hour, he suddenly heard a scream coming from the mountain belly. , And reverted to a phantom floating behind him. After doing all this, Zhong Yang did not greet Wang Jing, but walked to the heart of the mountain.

"..." Wang Jing scolded inwardly, but his feet were not slow. He followed Zhong Yang into the mountainside.

then……

The two saw a stone door a dozen feet tall, covered with various strange patterns ...

The stone gate was buried in the belly of the mountain. If it were n’t for Zhongyang ’s natal ghost king, he was afraid that the two would find this stone gate for another hundred years on this isolated island.

Suddenly, Wang Jing was a bit gaped, staring at Zhong Yang for a long time, and then asked awkwardly, "You already knew there was a stone gate here?"

"Isn't it? The stone pillars just now look like a map. Follow the map and you will find it here ..."

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