I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

"Could it be that he's already dead?" Gongshugou approached suspiciously, seeing the scene in front of him, almost stopped breathing in fright.

"He... how did he do it?"

On the telescope, Zheng Zhou walked out of the fire dragon step by step, his whole body was bathed in intense flames, but his expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened.

Every time Zhengzhou takes a step, footprints condensed by fire will be left on the ground. At that moment, Zhengzhou is like a person who has stepped out of the fiery hell.

"Brother Gongshu, I'm afraid the organs of the prefect's mansion won't be able to stop Zhengzhou, why don't we send someone there?" Wang Shouren thought about what he had to do to convince Gongshugou that Zhengzhou was really strong.

Gongshu Puppet shook his head brazenly: "There are more traps, there is no need to be so alarmed. He has consumed so much physical strength now, and he will naturally be exhausted when he encounters the remaining traps. At that time, it will still be in our hands, just watch it. No one can walk out of our artisan's trap alive."

Wang Shouren was silent. Is it necessary to make simple things so complicated?

The flames on Zhengzhou's body have gradually faded.

Fate did not disappoint him.

Everything disappears into the invisible.

Standing in the fire, he didn't even feel the warmth.

Ugh.

Invincible is indeed lonely.

But then again, why is the organization of this public loser so weak?

Ordinary poisoned arrows, fire dragons ignited by yellow phosphorus.

Some high-quality tombs in Zhengzhou's previous life are stronger than this, right?

Could it be that the first of the hundred scholars is so disappointing?

Zhengzhou shook his head and continued to walk in. The small two-story building was in front of him, but it was like a mirage. No matter how long he walked, it seemed like a moat that would never be reached.

It took about half a stick of incense time.

Zhengzhou's footsteps stopped suddenly, and the sudden surge of fate, like the red name prompt in the game, could not stop warning Zhengzhou that he would face the danger of his life again.

Zheng Zhou looked around, still nothing unusual, so he shook his head and continued to move forward. Before he took two steps, the danger warning became stronger.

Countless mechanical birds flew up from nowhere, the sound of fluttering wings was disturbing, and the already gloomy sky became even more invisible.

Zheng Zhou stretched out his hand, feeling the sound of wings shaking was getting closer and closer to him.

Gongshu Puppet laughed loudly in the small building on the second floor: "Brother Wang, do you know why this place is called Fengming Castle?"

Wang Shouren shook his head, he was still immersed in the sky full of trick birds and couldn't extricate himself.

Gongshu puppet said: "The mechanical birds accumulated by the ancestors for generations spread their wings and soar together, isn't it just like the singing of a phoenix?"

"Then Zhengzhou may have some strength, but he has absolutely no chance of surviving in this formation of birds and phoenixes."

"We have really killed immortals this time."

Wang Shouren frowned.

Gongshugou opened the folding fan and explained: "According to the ancestral classics, a cultivator from the Eastern Emperor's Realm once entered my craftsman's house and tried to take away the manufacturing map of the mechanism dragon. Close the formation, he has become a pile of dry bones."

The cultivators of the Eastern Emperor...

Wang Shouren looked at the Hundred Birds Array in surprise.

Does it really have the ability to kill the practitioners of the Eastern Emperor Realm?

If this is really the case.

Wang Shouren's worries will be gone. It is true that Zhengzhou is very strong, but in Wang Shouren's mind, no matter how strong Zhengzhou is, it will not be stronger than the immortals of the Eastern Emperor Territory.

As for why Sanqing Shengzong retreated, Wang Shouren wishfully believed that they were defeated by the 70 Xuanjia Cangyun Army, which had nothing to do with Zhengzhou.

At the same time, Zheng Zhou, who was in the formation of birds and phoenixes, grinned and said, "It's interesting."

Chapter 184 The God of Reverse Praise

Those mechanism birds are all inlaid with wood, their beaks are inlaid with rare gems of different colors, and the night sky as dark as ink can hardly hide their scorching beauty.

The craftsmanship of these mechanical birds is extremely complicated, and the gems inlaid on the beaks are even more touching.

And the speed is extremely fast, only a few back and forth, Zhengzhou is full of dead wood corpses after the organ bird died.

But even so, the number of organ birds in the sky is still quite large, and you will naturally feel a strong pressure when you are in it.

Moreover, the gems on the bird's beak are not ordinary things, they are powerful, sharp and unstoppable, and sometimes they will burst out with light that only the fairy gate can display.

They attacked Zhengzhou tirelessly.

Zhengzhou panicked and struggled to resist.

In fact, he didn't want to resist.

Fate: No!you think!

Under the duress of fate, Zhengzhou wanted to be pecked to death by the mechanism bird immediately, but at the same time, he stood there without paying anything in the power of fate.

Simply standing still can cause the mechanism birds to die violently one by one.

In the whole world, apart from Zhengzhou, maybe even the so-called Tianyu Shengzong's head teacher can't do it personally.

"Brother Gongshu, why hasn't this organ bird dispersed yet?" Wang Shouren asked anxiously.

If Zhengzhou walks out of this trap alive.

Then he really couldn't tell.

The affairs of various schools of thought may be forced to reappear in the arena.

He didn't know that Zhengzhou was originally here for the various schools of thought.

"The gems in front of the organ bird's beak come from a magical mine that even Li You Daozong respects. They are extremely aggressive and bloodthirsty. As long as Zhengzhou is not dead, they will not disperse. "

"The strong man in the Eastern Emperor Region in the classics persisted for three full days. What happened in the end? Didn't he get pecked to the point where there was nothing left?"

"Don't worry, this institution is bound to fail."

Wang Shouren nodded, and chose to believe in the public loser for the time being. Even if you are a [-]-year-old boy, there are times when you can be reliable!

It can't be so unreliable all the time, can it?