Chapter 553: Deja vu
Yes, the emergence of the battle, let the vines down this, it is not calm in my heart.
The real strength of the battle is that no one knows. All people know only one thing, that is, Ling War is a Shenwu, and it is a very good Shenwu. The rest, but they don't know.
Because, since a few years ago, after the battle entered the sixth layer of purgatory, he never shot.
After these years, the battle has rarely appeared, and almost all of them are hidden in the mountain that belongs to him.
So even some people have just heard of the name of Ling War, but they have never seen the war.
This kind of person is the most terrifying.
It is precisely because of the actions of the war, he does not want to provoke others to participate in anything, and people will not find him trouble.
Under this, the body of Ling War is full of suspicious places, and he even began to be forgotten.
If it wasn't for the opening of the city, he appeared here, and even the vines forgot the existence of this guy.
At this moment, Teng Li realized that Wang Chen was not alone. Behind him, he still stood a mysterious battle.
The battle of today is here. If you want to enter Tiancheng, it seems to be troublesome.
"Bastard."
Thinking of this, Teng Li could not help but scream.
"Hey, Ling war, you better choose not to be an enemy of my Fuji family, not to have any connection with the Wang family, otherwise, don't blame me Fujin is not welcome, even if you are, killing."
The eyes squinted slightly, his eyes were cold and cold, and the vines secretly groaned in his heart.
"Yeah."
And the chilly eyes of Teng Li are naturally unable to escape the feeling of battle.
Feeling this sudden cold eyes, with a murderous look, wrinkled his brow and looked in the direction of the side of the cane.
The next moment, he smiled.
"Teng family, kid, it seems that they are really hateful to you, it is a blessing to kill you, you offend them but you are offended."
After seeing Fujiwara, the battle was instant, and Fujiwara was indeed qualified to kill the man who had never dealt with him, isn’t it, because his relationship with Wang Chen is not a secret. what.
Thinking of this, the battle is sighing again and again.
This mountain has already met a huge opponent.
One of the few existences of the three kings, Teng Li.
The battle is very interesting.
"In today's Tiancheng, I am afraid that danger is inevitable."
When I heard the battle, Wang Chen sighed and said.
Just, in the eyes, that look is very determined.
No matter who, today, I want to stop his pace, see God killing God, see Buddha and Buddha, nothing more than a kill, not you die or I die, this battle is impossible to avoid, so Wang Chen also does not have to worry about anything here.
"Well, the danger is definitely inevitable."
Nodded, Ling war agreed with Wang Chen’s words: "Oh, unfortunately, Teng Li did not go in personally, or else it might be lively."
The next moment, in the eyes of the battle, suddenly burst into a dazzling light, faintly muttered.
The tone is plain, but it can't conceal the domineering and majesty.
At this moment, the battle even made Wang Chen have some ecstasy.
This is the style of the strong, you do not commit me, I will not commit you, if you commit me, I will kill.
"Oh...Teng Li."
After Wang Chen finished this remark, Ling war turned around and looked at the distant vine, showing a smile, that smile, brilliant, that smile, looks like a harmonious Very incomparable.
But this smile is to let the mouth of the vines twitch.
Although Ling Xiaoxiao seems to be very splendid, but he does not know why, from the side of the backbone is a hint of meaning.
This feeling, as if it were behind, was stared at by a powerful viper or beast.
Hang...
It’s just that, without waiting for the vines, the ground is shaking more intensely.
The next moment, the thunderclouds are quickly condensed above the sky, and the lightning flashes madly,
Booming...
A blue thunder, like the thickness of an arm, swam in the air, falling from time to time.
Calling...
The wind is raging, and heavy rain is coming.
咔咔咔...
This piece was originally flat on the open space. At this moment, it turned out to be cracking.
The cracks in the road spread quickly and without warning, so quickly.
咔咔咔...
A crack in a road, in a flash, spread to a length of several hundred meters, with a width of two or three meters.
Under the bottom, it is dark and damp.
It seems like a giant beast has opened his mouth and wants to devour everything,
"Tiancheng is going to open."
"Yes, it’s about to open soon."
"A decade, hahaha... finally waited for this day."
"Tiancheng..."
As this scene appeared, the people present did not feel the slightest panic, but felt excited.
Know that the scene in front of the scene is thunder and lightning, the wind is blowing, the earth is shaking, the land is cracked, and it is almost the same as the end of the world. These people are so excited that Wang Chen is frowning.
"Kid, can you remember the original Purple Temple?"
Seeing the appearance of Wang Chen’s doubts, Ling War suddenly said.
"Purple Temple."
When I heard the battle, Wang Chen stunned. The next moment, he nodded and looked at the battle. He was full of the look of inquiry. This battle was absolutely impossible to say this for no reason. Whatever the words, since he said this, it must be of any purpose.
Is it...
Next, as if thinking of something in general, Wang Chen is wide-eyed.
"Is this heaven city... the same as the Purple Temple."
Wang Chen exclaimed.
This time, the scene is similar to when the Purple Temple appeared.
Just, the holy place of the Purple Temple, the Purple Temple appeared, but there was no lightning and thunder.
The place is the same mystery, the Purple Temple...
When I think of this name, Wang Chen has some strangeness.
There has been no news of the Purple Temple for many years. They are, now, where is the most mysterious holy land in Northern Xinjiang, the most powerful sect. So far, no one knows their true strength. Who is standing behind them?
It is possible to open up such a space, which is even more horrible in today’s Wang Chen’s view.
At the very least, today's Wang Chen is definitely not able to do this.
At the same time, I thought of the Zixiao Temple, but there was a picture in the brain of Wang Chen.
Along with him, he still doesn’t know how to go and face it, let him have a complicated figure, Han Yuxi.
This woman who helped him, but also hurt his woman, is now a member of the Korean family.
Call...
Exhaled, Wang Chen forcibly threw this figure out of his mind.
Then, looking at the turbulent valley ahead, he thought of the Temple of the Purple.
White jade is a ladder, clothed into a ladder, straight through the nine miles, Lingyun Hall.
The Purple Temple makes Wang Chen really remember, it is a place that people can see once and can not forget for a lifetime.
And enter Tiancheng.
Tiancheng, Tiancheng, is also a city in the air.
"Purple Temple, yeah, kid, over there, your gains are not small, don't forget the place, don't forget the Purple Temple."
Seeing Wang Chen’s appearance, Ling’s nodded and sighed, and said to Wang Chen with deep meaning.
Then squinted and looked at the canyon in front of him, his mouth faintly smiling.
Just, no one noticed that at this moment, in the depths of the battle, there was a hint of incomparable eyes.
Booming...
I don’t know how long it’s been in the turmoil. When the crack is not full of tens of miles or even a hundred miles, finally, the city appeared.
Under the roaring sound, under the bottomless canyon, finally, a bright light rushed into the sky.
St. Step, warm, this is the only feeling that gives people.
Looking at the sacred light of this column straight into the sky, people have an impulse to resist worship, the breath of which is so peaceful, yet without majesty, so pure, but yet Do not lose the hegemony.
The emergence of this light, even directly scattered the dark clouds, dispelled the thunder and lightning, dispelled the wind and drove the rain.
The world seems to be quiet at this moment.
嗡嗡嗡...
Vatican came and made people intoxicated.
This Sanskrit actually has a calming effect, which is quite intoxicating.
The light is constantly expanding, expanding from one meter to two meters, to five meters to ten meters... Finally, it has reached a diameter of several hundred meters, and finally it has reached a kilometer. Diameter.
This light column, in an instant, seems to be the pillar of heaven.
This Tianzhu appeared, so that all Shenwu people could not help but be quiet, staring at the Tianzhu with their eyes, seemingly waiting for something.
Under the accompanying of the Sanskrit, under the wait of the light column, finally, a huge building began to appear, slowly rising from the canyon and floating a little.
White jade city pool... majestic and magnificent.
White jade city pool, the holy light greets, this sitting in the white jade city pool, is rising within the white jade light column, showing in front of everyone.
White jade golden light, holy majesty.
Purple Temple...
Wang Chen couldn’t help but exclaim.
This is similar to the Temple of the Purple Temple. The places where they appear are also canyons, and they are all light pillars.
It’s just that this momentum is bigger than the Zixiao Temple.
Is it...
The heart suddenly jumped, but Wang Chen’s heart could not be calmed down.
At this moment, his attention could not even be placed on the sky city that appeared.
Because, Wang Chen is more concerned about going to the Purple Palace Hall.
The Purple Temple... Why is it so similar to Tiancheng, the Purple Palace... Why is it so mysterious?
Does it have a special relationship with Tiancheng, or it is said that there are some terrible secrets inside.
And this secret, the battle seems to know a little bit.
