Chapter 2390 (1/2)
According to Jiang Zhenyi's understanding, this magic weapon can at least resist the divine consciousness of the nine monks in the fairyland at least three times.
It's even possible to shake the other person's consciousness.
But just now, because he blocked Chu Yan's divine sense attack, this magic weapon was directly broken!
”Only once!”
Jiang Zhenyi's whole body was shaking, and he could not care about the damage of the treasure.
Behind him came Chu Yan's angry voice, which made his hair stand up.
Fortunately, the destination of his escape at the moment is close at hand.
Completely disregarding the image, Jiang Zhenyi fell from the sky and knelt down heavily with a thump of his knees.
The ground cracked and the earth waves pounded.
But he didn't care about it. He kowtowed to a black stone tower in front of him.
”Laozu! Please help me
The wind behind him is getting closer and closer. Jiang Zhenyi's skin and flesh on his back are tense, and a heart almost springs out of his throat.
He kowtowed like he was mad.
Bang bang!
The sound of his forehead hitting the ground, even from a hundred miles away, can be heard clearly.
”Lao Zu, help me!”
Seeing that there was no reaction in the black stone tower, and Chu Yan was getting closer and closer, Jiang Zhenyi clenched his teeth and said in a loud voice, ”please help me, I'm willing to give the whole Shuiyuan Gang to Lao Zu!”
”Well --”
Inside the black stone tower, there was a sigh.
At the same time, the black stone tower seems to be alive, giving people a sense of breathing.
Jiang Zhenyi loosened his body and scolded the old fox in his heart.
The original water gang was built by him, and it was also the foundation of his life in Heilu city.
And this old fox, actually took advantage of the fire at such a time.
However, although Jiang Zhenyi's teeth are itching with hatred, there is nothing he can do.
After all, if you don't hand over all the raw water Gang, you can't ask your ancestors to help you.
In a word, the most important thing is to survive now.
Jiang Zhenyi can only endure the anger in his heart, and make a respectful appearance on his face: ”thank you for your help.”
As his voice fell, the black stone tower flickered slightly, and the next moment, a dark light burst into the sky.
An old man wearing a black robe and holding a long black gun stepped out of the black light.
He gives people a very deep, very deep, as deep as the night.
See this old man appear, black furnace City, immediately spread bursts of exclamation.
”It's Blackstone!”
”Jiang Zhenyi invited Heishi Laozu!”
”I don't know what kind of price he paid. He even invited the Blackstone ancestor of jiuzhong in fairyland to come out.”
”Hum, anyway, Jiang Zhenyi must be bleeding heavily this time.”
”Master Blackstone has saved Jiang Zhenyi's life.”
”The ancestor of Blackstone was one of the founders of blackstove city.”
For a moment, there was a lot of discussion.
At this time, Chu Yan saw this monk with dark hair, but he was an old man.