C735 (2/2)
Here, very dark, gloomy, as if entering the primeval forest, gloomy terror.
Fang Chen raised his eyes and saw that there were many peaks here. There was also a distance between Wuxing college and here.”How did you come here?” Fang Chen asked.
”Boring, random walk, inadvertently came here.” Said the little mouse.
”Which mountain peak?” Fang Chen inquired.
”The one in front.” The little mouse held out its little paw and pointed to it.
Fang Chen looked at the mountain and found that the mountain that little mouse pointed to was not very high. If compared with other peaks of the five element group peak, it was very short.
There are countless peaks of this kind.
looks as like as two peas.
Fang Chen quickly approached the peak, and soon came to the foot of the mountain. At this time, Fang Chen finally noticed a trace of abnormality.
”Do you feel it?” The little mouse blinked and asked solemnly.
Fang Chen squinted at the mountain.
At this time, the old prodigy also opened his mouth.
”There must be something wrong here. The immortal spirit in me is dissipating.” The old stick said.
Hearing the old staff's words, Fang Chen was shocked.
After the old magic stick transformed into a fairy tree, it has become an extraordinary plant.
The immortal spirit on its body is a special breath, which is superior to the aura. It is very powerful.
However, the old magic stick said at this time that the immortal spirit was absorbed near the mountain peak.
”Go up and have a look.” Fang Chen said in a low voice.
Soon, Fang Chen stepped on the mountain.
All of a sudden, Fang Chen's eyes turned white, and the next moment he found himself in a battlefield.
On this battlefield, there are corpses everywhere. There are rivers of blood and smoke everywhere.
”Kill, kill me all.”
A tall and powerful man, wearing a black robe, long black hair covering his face, Fang Chen can not see the face clearly.
Only, when this person makes this sound, roars the mountain river.
Countless warriors have rushed into the battlefield, constantly killing their enemies.
Puffing
These enemies, desperate to resist, but can not resist at all.
”This...”
Fang Chen's heart is full of shock.
What kind of battle is this? Why are there so many strong people in Zhenwu?
Yes, if you look at the whole battlefield, there are strong people in Zhenwu.
The prestige of these powerful men in Zhenwu state made Fang Chen tremble. He stood quietly in the middle of the battlefield and witnessed all this.
”Those who are strong in Zhenwu are the most basic combat effectiveness?”
Fang Chen's heart set off a storm, black Zhenwu strong, constantly fighting, and in a certain part of the battlefield, black robed men, standing quietly, like a god of war.
He didn't move, but Fang Chen could feel his breath, completely beyond the Zhenwu realm.
”Is it the strong one in xuanwang's realm?” Fang Chen murmured to himself.
This man in black and long robe is terrible.
Fang Chen just looked at him and felt that his soul was about to explode.
”Dead.”
After a long time, the man in black finally spoke again.
He shook his head slightly and sighed as he looked at the battlefield full of corpses and blood.
For a moment, Fang Chen was shocked. He turned his head and saw that all the powerful men in Zhenwu, who had just returned to the black, had fallen down, and there was no one alive.
”What the hell is going on?”
Fang Chen cried in his heart. He didn't understand what he saw?
At this time, the black robe man, gently raised his head, long hair floating, his eyes, looked at Fang Chen.
When Fang Chen looked at the man in black, he suddenly felt a blur in front of him and his body was far away from the battlefield.
”Who are you
Fang Chen roared, he suddenly opened his eyes, found his side, old stick and little mouse, surprised to see himself.
”Boss, what's the matter with you?” Asked the mouse curiously.
Fang Chen's forehead is full of sweat.
What you just saw is an illusion?
Why do you feel so real?