602: C602 Breaking in

C602 Breaking in

Lee Zongjiu, Ying Hu, and the Moonhowl Wolf King. The two men and a wolf started to eat chicken and drink wine in the courtyard.

When they stopped, Lee Zongjiu was also in his mind, reading a little about this hellish technique.

Such a terrifying technique, even if he casually read it once, he would feel as if he was deeply trapped in it.

Lee Zongjiu hurriedly read it once and then withdrew.

It seemed like he was training in this kind of cultivation technique. It was an extremely dangerous thing in itself. If you were not careful, it was very likely that you would be sucked in and directly assimilate your strength.

Lee Zongjiu, who was more cautious, did not try to comprehend it by force.

On the other hand, the White God Poem had also gradually entered the third level under Lee Zongjiu's cultivation recently.

"This White God Poem seems to have reached a bottleneck in the cultivation of medicinal spirit powers."

Lee Zongjiu thought in his heart.

Although Lee Zongjiu's time of reading this medicinal White God Poem had been shortened slightly, the effects of the White God Poem's amplification had been gradually decreasing recently. After entering the Origin King Level realm, it had been reduced to such a state.

Lee Zongjiu was a little confused.

"It looks like I have to go to some extreme environment to cultivate."

Not only the White God Poem, but also the Tyrant Ancient Golden Body Technique. It required a strong external force to continue breaking through.

Although he had already reached the Origin King Level realm, his opponents in the future... Therefore, he had to make sufficient preparations.

"Young master, there seems to be something wrong."

Ying Hu said in a deep voice.

Then he looked at the surrounding walls. Although it looked empty, However, there was a bad feeling in his heart. As an assassin's intuition, he had told Ying Hu immediately that there was movement outside.

"Awoo?"

The Moonhowl Wolf King suddenly raised its head, as if it was looking for movement in the surroundings.

The moon in the sky also slowly reached over. Soon after, it saw a huge dark cloud emerge, directly covering the moon. The surrounding light instantly dimmed, as if it had entered into a world of extreme darkness.

Sou Sou!

"Young Master, be careful!"

Ying Hu could clearly feel the fluctuations in his surroundings. He immediately wanted to pull Lee Zongjiu to hide.

However, he was stopped by Lee Zongjiu with a wave of his hand.

"Don't worry, sit down too."

Lee Zongjiu patted the Moonhowl Wolf King that had entered its combat state. The aura of the person who came made the Xiaoyue Wolf King very uneasy. It wanted to fight directly and tear the enemy in front of it to pieces.

However, Lee Zongjiu comforted it and made it quiet down.

Several figures landed in front of the courtyard. They could coincidentally see Lee Zongjiu and the others, but they did not approach. Lee Zongjiu and the others were all jealous of those who were in danger.

They had to be extremely careful.

Dozens of figures were jumping on the roofs of the surrounding buildings.

"It's the Night Nether Army of the Ye Family!"

Ying Hu said nervously when he saw these moving figures and the Qi emitted from their bodies. These Night Nether Army were the spokesperson of the Death God. They were the guards of the Yeh family. They wouldn't listen to Holy Flame Emperor's orders.

They would only listen to the master of the Night Nether Army.

Previously, it was Yeh Lantian. After Yeh Lantian died, whoever obtained the Tiger Tally would naturally listen to him.

"The Yeh family also has a share?"

Lee Zongjiu was a little surprised. Almost all of the Yeh family's people were about to die, yet they still wanted to get involved in this mess. They were simply seeking their own death.

He didn't want to test his own strength.

"I'll stop them later. Young Master, you should retreat first. The enemy has too many people. This isn't good!"

The Night Nether Army specialized in group attacks. At the same time, if the Dark Snake Origin Spirit was released at the same time, it would be hard for ordinary people to defend against it. It would be very easy for them to be controlled by the enemy. As the saying goes, a wise man does not take advantage of the situation. A true man can yield and stretch. As long as they temporarily avoid the sharp edge, there would be a chance for them to rise again in the future.

Ying Hu was already prepared to die.

The enemy had launched a large scale attack. It was impossible for a lone expert like Ying Hu to withstand it. Even the Moonhowl Wolf King might not be able to gain anything from these people. However, if he escaped with Lee Zongjiu, it would be impossible for him to escape. It wasn't hard.

With the speed of the Moonhowl Wolf King, he had to escape. No one in Royal City could stop them.

After these black-clothed Night Nether Army descended, another five female swordsmen in white clothes descended from the sky.

"Lee Zongjiu, hand over the Universe Nine Revolving Needles. Our Valley Immortal Sect will spare your life."

The leading female had a cold expression. She looked as if her husband had died many years ago. It was no wonder that she had such an expression all day long. It was very normal for her husband to be killed.

"Young Master, it's too late!"

It was the Night Nether Army just now, and now there were these white-clothed women. Just from their aura, Ying Hu could feel a trace of pressure. The aura of these white-clothed women seemed to be stronger.

If they were to fight head on, Ying Hu would be completely defeated by these five women in less than five rounds.

"There's no hurry. Sit down first. I'll call you later."

Lee Zongjiu calmly took out a scroll from his pocket.

He placed it on the stone table.

"The scroll is here. If you want it, come and get it yourself."

As he spoke, he leisurely drank the wine and ate the meat.

"Universe Nine Revolving Needles!?"

The few experts from the Valley Immortal Sect looked at each other. Then, they looked at the leader of the Night Nether Army.

"En!"

The leader of the Night Nether Army waved his iron hand. Immediately, all the experts of the Night Nether Army rushed towards Lee Zongjiu and Ying Hu. Not only that, they also rushed towards Lee Zongjiu and Ying Hu. The Moonhowl Wolf King was also included in the list.

Ying Hu couldn't hold it in any longer. If he didn't make a move now, he would be torn apart by these people in front of him.

His heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his body.

At this moment, a long blade in his hand was about to strike Lee Zongjiu's Night Nether Army. His body suddenly flew backwards. It was as if there was a rope tied to their waists, and hundreds of people were pulling him back at the same time.

Bang!0

The person who was pulled out of the Night Nether Army, along with his armor, instantly smashed onto the huge rock that came out from the corner.

Slap!

The armor was broken into pieces.

Because the person under the armor had already turned into a pile of meat paste.

His original appearance could no longer be seen clearly. All he could see was the ground full of flesh and blood.

"Damn!" Ying Hu's eyes widened.

It wasn't just this person, but all the people who attacked were instantly sent flying by this powerful force.

"Smack!"

Bang!

A series of meat paste sounds rose and fell.

In an instant, the scene was dazzling to the eyes. They could not believe what they had just seen.

"These stones... what's going on..."

Ying Hu saw that these people had taken the initiative to hit those stones. Not only that, the stone itself was unharmed. It was as if a huge piece of black iron was erected there.

On these stones... What kind of mechanism was there to have such great power?

Ying Hu couldn't help but rub his eyes. Could it be that he had seen wrongly?

The leader of the Night Nether Army and the five members of the Valley Immortal Sect were all shocked.

In that instant, nearly ten people had been killed by that strange rock.

Those dozens of piles of meat paste were lying on the ground. Their armor was scattered all over the ground. It looked as if they had been dismembered by five horses and then trampled by ten thousand horses. Their deaths were extremely tragic.

A ray of light flashed across the eyes of the Night Nether Army commander. He immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

They were warriors of sacrifice, but they weren't fools.

Similarly, they had brains to think about.

"This is... Origin Pattern Formation!"

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