Chapter 1344 (1/2)
Ah, stupid, I forgot to update
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However, no one can answer his question.
To answer him, only in the silence, the black light once again shines, slowly but non-stop towards a higher index.
Dead silence.
Absolute silence.
The mouth of all the friars widened and looked at the rising count. I don't know how long it took for an old voice to scream in despair: ”still... Still rising?”
Unnecessary questions. Echoing the sky in an empty and lonely way, the answer to him is that the counting bar on the retina is firmly moving forward while all eyes are beating.
160 million, 70 million, 80 million, 90 million!
It's impossible to describe the feelings of all the monks. As the index gets higher and higher, their mouths become wider and wider, and the fear in their eyes becomes more and more intense, 98 million, 9 million... Just when their hearts are all raised to their voices, with the sound of ”Da”, the dark light suddenly shines all over the sky on the Zhenling beast stele.
The red is black, the black is purple.
Red. It's extremely dangerous. It's a warning to evacuate the city. Now... It's the darkness I've never seen!
”PATA...” a monk's sword fell to the ground unconsciously, but he didn't feel it at all. He just looked at the stone tablet dully and stepped back a few steps: ”my God...”
”This... How can this...” ”still rising... Still rising!”“ It has surpassed the Dragon Lake people who ranked the first in the Zunsheng list... This, who is this
The dense and precious light in the tight array trembled sharply. A number enough to shatter their confidence appeared in the red tide.
200 million!
And... Still on!
”Zun, Zun, Zun Shengbang number one... Transposition...” the Friar's face was half calm. His face was pale and sweaty. He felt his throat dry and his aura had been stimulated to the greatest extent. A factor called fear is rampant in the body.
”But... But the people in Longhu are still closed...” the tones of the big men around them have changed, and they look at the closed gate with trembling eyes,
”Card...” at this moment, a soft voice sounded, the closed door card card opened, like death knell. The friars at the gate exclaimed, retreating hundreds of meters like the tide. The friars at the rear gasped like needles. The sea tide, the magic weapon that almost broke away, once again sparkled, and countless eyes were staring at the gate.
A tall figure in a cloak and full of strong black clothes slowly opened the door as if a demon had come into the world.
I never felt that the sound of the city gate opening was so harsh
The creaking and sour sound rang through my heart. At the same time, it was a light ”Da.” the Zhenling stone tablet finally stopped. For the Seven Realms, a figure that is almost mysterious and has never appeared before appears on the stone tablet.
200 million... 50 million!
Dead silence.
If 190 million brings infinite fear, 200 million... It brings extreme despair.
Yuan Ying's eyes were black and he almost fell out of the air.
250 million saints? There are only 173 million people in Longhu. That's the great perfection of Yin Zun. Isn't that 250 million?
”Er...” Xu Yangyi looks at his crowd like a monster for no reason. What's the matter?
You're so unpopular? Behind so many floating boats are ready to ”meet” themselves? All the cannons are fully open?
Master Hanxue? Master Mianfeng?
Some bad eyes swept the whole room, Yuan Ying's heart trembled, and a chill that seemed to fall into Jiuyou went all over his body. At that moment, he was like a blow to fly ash, and he had no resistance at all.
Never met
He is also the chain of seven worlds. He has never met this kind of reverence for saints in the rest of his life. He can't bear a single look! Even those who ranked in the top ten in the past have never reached such a terrible level!
With all his strength, he yelled, ”come on, who's coming!”
At the same time, the Baoguang river behind him suddenly flashed, and stood ready in fear.
Xu Yangyi did not answer, in everyone's vigilant eyes, slowly swept a circle of the audience, this slowly said: ”thunder.”
”The Taoist of Tianjian mountain villa, the king of thunder.”It should not have been premeditated.
It's more like I'm at the right time.
Benlei?
Yuan Yingzhen's brow was frowning. How could he be so familiar with the name... Suddenly, he raised his head and exclaimed, ”you... Are you the king of thunder?”