Supreme Martial Dao

"Guardian, what do you mean?"

When Wang Chen fell into the crisis of life and death, above the holy mountain, the atmosphere became very dignified at the moment.

The ancestors of Zhu’s ancestors were ugly, and the eyes were cold.

At the last moment, the figure in the sacred mountain's entry into the channel is what happened.

No matter who it is, the Zhu family ancestors are clear, the guardian really does not want to let Wang Chen.

This makes Zhu’s ancestors unable to resist anger.

"Adults, it doesn't seem appropriate to do this."

The face of Liu’s ancestors is also gloomy.

"Oh... Zhujia... Liujia, and Baijia and Wujia, what do you want?"

"You really want to be the kid, but we will not be able to make our holy mountains."

Don't forget, the holy mountain gave you something about the family, don't forget, you set up the holy mountain together, what is it for?"

"A little boy, you have to turn against the holy mountain to become a hatred, true God inheritance, huh, huh... For thousands of years, only he is a true God heritage, don't forget, there are also."

"Yes, the true God heritage does not mean that he is the true God."

After listening to the words of Zhu’s ancestors and Liu’s ancestors, everyone in the room couldn’t help but chill.

Zhu Jiahe Liu Jia, even Bai Jia and Wu Jia, this time, they are very angry.

"And, the guardian adult has let go of Wang Chen, he entered the channel, that is his business, we can have shots."

Someone asked.

"Wang Chen, I have already let go. As for the people who entered it, it was not arranged by me. I want to kill him, why should I,"

The Guardian of the Holy Mountain is also looking at the two families, cold and cold.

The voice fell, and he slammed his sleeves and stopped talking.

"You..."

Listen to the words of these people, Zhu’s ancestors looked like a blue.

"This matter, stop here, Zhu Jia, you don't need to be angry, don't forget, the agreement between Zhujia and Shengshan, when the formation of the Holy Mountain, Zhu's promise."

After the Zhu family ancestors continued to speak, there was a light voice in the sky.

A burst of voice came, and everyone looked a little different.

Looking in the distance, I saw a figure wearing a white gown, and now came to the air.

This is an old man with a crane hair.

It’s full of red light, and it’s like a saint.

"See ancestors."

Looking at this figure, all the people in the sacred mountains who were present could not help but change their faces.

Especially the guardian of the Holy Mountain, he is a direct gift.

Old ancestors.

Yes.

This is the ancestor of the Holy Mountain.

No one knows how old this ancestor is.

Because, from the first day when these people became the core of the sacred mountain, they only had a few such existences.

They seem to live with the Holy Mountain. They are unfathomable.

They are the pillars of the holy mountain.

Just, these people, they have barely seen real people, just saw the portraits passed down.

And today, such a person has appeared.

This kind of person did not even enter the high battlefield at the beginning.

Thinking of this, everyone can't help but change color.

What makes them even more shocked is that since the ancestors did not enter the high battlefield, he did not cut himself.

So, now he...

It’s all overwhelming.

"Okay, this is the end of the matter, Zhu Jia, Liu Jia, Wu Jia, Bai Jia... You don't have to care too much. I am holy, and I have done my best to the Wang family. My holy mountain, I have given to Wang Chen. It’s a face, this is the face for you.”

Between the people, the figure has already arrived.

He looked at the people who were lying on the ground, and he said indifferently.

In the end, he fixed his eyes on the four families.

"Holy Mountain, or that holy mountain, Wang Chen, is not dead now."

The old man continued.

"What."

"Wang Chen is not dead."

"Real."

When I heard the old man, Zhu’s ancestors and other people looked very happy.

Before the heavy mood, the previous anger seems to disappear at this moment.

Zhu family ancestors and others, they do not doubt the words of the old man.

With the strength of the old man, there is no need to lie.

With his identity and status, with his strength, if he really wants to, he is afraid that Wang Chen has already fallen.

No one can stop his pace between the world.

What did he say, then there would be no mistakes.

"This..."

"Wang Chen...is still alive."

Compared with the look of Zhu Jia and others, the rest of the people in the presence of the Holy Mountain, but the face is changed.

These people are surprised, unwilling, angry, helpless...

The change of the guardian's expression is even more exciting.

"Okay, since Wang Chen is not dead, this is the end of the matter. Go back and prepare to enter the battlefield."

In the changing expressions of the crowd, the old man waved his hand and said it without hesitation.

"Yes."

When I heard the old man, everyone just said with a good voice.

The voice fell, and everyone retired.

The four big families, gone, they have no more words to say.

Holy Mountain, or the Holy Mountain, Wang Chen is not dead.

This is enough.

The old man’s words also explain nothing.

They will continue to stay in the holy mountain, and there is no choice.

The rest of the people are gone.

Wang Chen is not dead, they have any way now, they can only enter the battlefield as soon as possible, and then chase Wang Chen.

In less than a moment, the venue was quiet.

"The ancestor, Wang Chen, he..."

The remaining guardian, looking at the old man in front of him, he asked unwillingly.

"Not dead."

The old man is expressionless.

He glanced at the guardian: "Holy Mountain, change the taste, you, do it yourself, I don't want the holy mountain to be destroyed in this generation, you will leave the inheritance, leave the holy mountain order, and you will enter the battlefield. I will make people hand over the holy mountain."

After these words, the old man's body shape gradually blurred.

As if disappearing out of thin air, he disappeared in front of the guardian.

Even, the guardians don’t know how the old man disappeared.

"Bastard."

Until the old man disappeared completely, the look of the Guardian of the Holy Mountain changed.

His expression became a little smashed, and he couldn’t help but scream.

Wang Chen is not dead.

This makes the guardian willing to be willing.

Know that he sent someone from his mysterious organization.

The people inside are strong.

Under Wang Chen’s lack of defense, he was not able to kill Wang Chen.

What went wrong?

The Guardian of the Holy Mountain is burning with anger.

Of course, there is more anger from the old man.

Obviously, the ancestors were very dissatisfied with him, and the guardians could feel it.

But he is not willing.

He was exhausted and tired for the sacred mountain, and he was not able to stand up.

Now, he is leaving.

However, he chose the successor.

And now, it is obvious that the ancestors denied their choice.

This makes the guardian of the Holy Mountain how to be willing.

Thinking of this, the face of the Guardian of the Holy Mountain changes again and again.

"I won't let you succeed."

After a long time, the face was gloomy, and the guardian of the holy mountain muttered coldly.

The voice fell and his body flashed, and he swept away in the distance.

......

The pain of tearing all over the body continues to spread and sweep.

This is a dark world.

In this world, Wang Chen does not know how long it has been floating for a long time.

Under serious injury, Wang Chen has no ability to separate the Quartet.

He can only let the horrible storm continue to sweep himself.

Wang Chen, the only thing that can be done is to hold the Oriental Niu Hao, who has fallen into a coma and is dying.

The meat is not relying on the amazing flesh and the mighty white tiger, I am afraid that Wang Chen has already fallen.

This is so, Wang Chen is still a life of nine deaths.

His consciousness is gradually blurred.

At last I fell into a coma.

Wang Chen’s last sense of consciousness can be done to maintain the white tiger’s shackles and constantly run the stars to quench the body...

This is the last resort of his life.

In this darkness, I don’t know how much time it has been floating. Finally, Wang Chen feels that the whole person has relaxed.

There is a black front, and the last sense of consciousness is completely gone.

......

Pain.

It is a heartbreaking pain.

When Wang Chen’s consciousness returned again, what Wang Chen felt was only boundless pain.

Open your eyes and look around. Wang Chen sees only a dim cave.

嘶...

A little bit of activity, Wang Chen couldn't help but **** a cold breath.

"This is...where."

Strongly endure the pain, Wang Chen almost exhausted his strength to speak.

Just, the voice is hoarse, dry, and tiny.

"Chen."

After Wang Chen’s voice fell, a nervous voice came.

The next moment, in the darkness, in the darkness, a figure appeared in the sight of Wang Chen.

"蝎皇."

Looking at the figure appearing here, Wang Chen is different.

"Well, during my cultivation, I feel that you are in danger and go out in advance."

蝎皇沈声 said.

Yes.

At this moment, it’s not the Emperor.

At the beginning, the Fuji family was in a battle, and the emperor was injured.

The war of the warriors was severely wounded.

After , in order to prepare for the battlefield, he retired and practiced.

A few days ago, Wang Chen was preparing to leave Wangcheng, and he left with the Emperor.

He, let the emperor stay in his own Dantian cultivation.

When Wang Chen was involved in the whirlpool of time and space, when the life was about to end, the Emperor was awakened.

Wang Chen at that time, consciousness has been lost.

He relied on the last sense of consciousness to support the white tiger's shackles and the stars.

Unfortunately, in the terrible time and space storm, Wang Chen’s star quenching and white tiger’s shackles are not enough to save his life.

The appearance of Emperor Huang can be said to be the most important reason for Wang Chen to survive.

This time, the whirlpool of space and time is more powerful and horrible than Wang Chen imagined.

After the appearance of Emperor Huang, he took Wang Chen to the storm of time and space and came to this new world.

This is the scene at the moment.

It can be said that Wang Chen’s luck is good.

He eventually survived.

Just, even if he survived, Wang Chen’s injury is not optimistic.

When he heard the words of Emperor Huang, Wang Chen knew that after he was in a coma, there were so many things happening.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be afraid.

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"Right, the predecessors of the East, and now, here is..."

After sighing, soon, Wang Chen seemed to think of something general, but he quickly asked.

Oriental Niu Hao, how is it now?

In addition, here, what is it.

This is the new world, here, but the legendary battlefield.

Thinking of this, Wang Chen is anxious to cut it up.

Time and space vortex, in the end will bring Wang Chen to a place.