Chapter 771: Helpless (1/2)
”tread!”
Stepping on the thick and solid ground, Jun Chang laughed and spread his arms and waved, and sang, ”Come on, be happy, there is a lot of time ...”
I thought the Valley of the Devil was dangerous, but it was easier to bring an elite disciple than hitting the man-machine, especially to get all the martial arts qualifications in it.
”Ok?”
Suddenly, Jun Chang laughed and felt that the atmosphere was not right. So he looked around and saw all the martial arts fighters looking at himself with an incredible expression in his eyes.
Forgot to forget!
There are so many people out there!
With a smile, Jun Chang hurriedly retracted his hands and turned his back. He suddenly turned into a serious face, and gathered around him as a fan that the monarch should have.
This kind of difficult face-changing action can only be performed by super shameless people.
of course.
The sectarian martial artists did not pay attention to Jun Chang's wave-like singing and jumping, but his mind was thinking, how is he alive! He should not be alive!
The presence of all the battle-strength strong men, after a brief surprise, then thought that this guy came out alone, more than two hundred disciples who entered should have fallen.
It's a little weird, but it's almost as expected.
and many more!
Even if this guy comes out alive, should he get hurt? Except that there are only a few folds on the chest, it looks shy and okay?
Jun Chang laughed that the folds of his clothes were hit by Yao Mengying just now.
”Monarch Sovereign.”
A big brother Zongmen laughed and said, ”Are you okay?”
This smile is full of a series of idioms such as falling rocks, gloating, watching the fire from the other side.
”Not just fine!”
Jun Chang smiled and grinned, ”It's just too good!”
Everyone: ”...”
When the disciples died, they even laughed so brightly. It seemed that they were not disturbed by magic, and their brains had completely broken.
”brush!”
”brush!”
At this moment, Li Qingyang and others came out of the vortex one after another.
”There are survivors?”
The martial arts eyes were surprised.
However, thinking of Li Qingyang and others who have participated in the dragon-tiger hegemony, their strength is okay, and it is reasonable to survive.
One two three ...
Two hundred disciples of Wanguzong and four elders appeared together in the barren land and stood behind Jun Changxiao in an orderly manner.
After checking the number of strong men from various schools, the expression on his face was frozen.
Correct!
How many people go in, how many people come out!
What the **** ...
Should the end of the Five Classes enter the Devil's Valley without permission? How come all come out!
The most crashing is.
Judging from their condition, it doesn't seem to be hurt!
Is this going to experience the devil's valley, or to go out for a scenic scenic trip?
Originally, I thought that all the ancient ancestors would be destroyed by entering the regiment. As a result, nothing came out, and my face was crackling.
”Elder.”
A Emperor of Emperor Taixuan Shengzong whispered, ”It's strange.”
Wu Yuan frowned slightly.
Obviously, even this half-step martial arts saint cannot understand it. Why did the elders go in and out without any loss?
”Master Hao.”
Jun Changxiao stepped in front of the sovereign monarch of Dingyuan and held his hand kindly: ”Thank you for giving me the quota for the eternal ancestor, Jun is really grateful!”
”Uh……”
Hao Zong's face was aggressive.
He brought his disciples this time, holding the mentality of most of the wounded and wounded, but Wanzong went in, but the fart didn't come out, it was a little hell!
Or.
They didn't trigger the ferocious beast group, and sat in it for half an hour?
Someone thought about it, and asked, ”Monarch Sovereign, did you break into Devil's Valley?”
”Break it.”
Jun Chang laughed: ”It can be exciting.”
”impossible!”
An elder Zongmen said, ”Since you broke through, why didn't you cut staff!”
”Do you have to say anything?”
Jun Chang smiled and said, ”My disciples from all ages are strong, and the beasts of the Devil's Valley cannot constitute a threat.”
”Crap!”
A strong man next to him said: ”I must have found a hole in the space. I squatted in for half an hour and was sent out again!”
This sentence was endorsed by the martial art fighters.
All in all, they never believed that more than two hundred people in Wanguzong would come out without any injuries.
”Monarch Sovereign.”
A warrior said lightly: ”Even if the top first-class sects enter the Valley of the Devil, it will take at least two hours to pass the trial and error. Why did Guizong come out half an hour?”