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Chapter 1811 The powerful enemy from Wutong Divine Nest

This clan is so brilliant that no one can see the true face of the owner on the Shenhua Baogai wooden nest.
Only through breath sensing can one faintly sense a huge wooden nest that is larger than several rooms, lying on a huge outline.
Many people still wanted to continue to stare, wanting to see who was so bold and reckless, and dared to enslave the powerful man in the pseudo-fifth realm of Shinto as cattle, horses and animals that pulled carts.
As a result, just because he took a few more glances, the mysterious creature on the Shenhua Baocun umbrella took action directly at those people.
A young man walked out of the Shenhua side of the Shenhua treasure umbrella. The young man was tall and handsome, looking handsome.
The young man walked step by step, his expressionless face was even more deadly than a dead face. He was covered in divine light and annoying bad luck, as if anyone approached would suffer unintentional disaster.
As the young man walked, the mist around him dispersed independently, revealing his complete true body.
The other party is very young, looks like a twenties, has a handsome facial features, a fair and heroic face as white as ivory, and has a crystal luster that reveals under the membrane, a full forehead and a high nose bridge, but this does not mean that the cultivation level must be low at a young age.
As soon as the opponent appears, it brings people a sense of oppression as if they are facing a great enemy.
If it can bring them such a serious sense of oppression, this young man is at least at the fifth level of pseudo-fifth level, so no one present despises the combat effectiveness of the young man.
The following developments verified their conjecture about the other party's strength.
I saw the young man walking out indifferently, stepping through the sun and moon, and walking towards the powerful Shinto who were still staring at the Shenhua treasure-covered wooden nest and never retracted his gaze.
The battle came soon and ended quickly. The powerful Shinto masters were soon dying and seriously injured, and their souls became dim.
Several people were injured and alarmed the breath of a divine thought of the great demon in the underworld who had been lurking. The great demon in the underworld was about to move abnormally, but the young man raised his hand to sacrifice a magic lamp.
I don’t know what the magic lamp is. The place where the magic lamp illuminates it forms its own space. Even the aura of the great demon in the underworld is blocked and blocked outside the lighting range.
Without the great demons in the underworld, these powerful gods were soon defeated by young men like chopping melons and vegetables, and then put thick iron chains on their necks to pull the cart.
Those who are still kneeling forward will take the initiative to give up a position to those who are late.
True Lord Tianpeng kept looking at the new alien race coldly, and did not choose to retreat, fearing the other party's methods.
After defeating the enslavement of several people, the young man noticed that Tianpeng Zhenjun was also watching here. The young man actually rushed to Tianpeng Zhenjun without saying a word.
True Lord Tianpeng casually sacrificed a magic weapon, and the King of Qin looked at the opposite side with his bone mirror. One was to interrupt the other party's vision of the sun and moon shining with the stars, and the other was to find out the background of the young man and the mysterious visitor on the wooden nest of the Shenhua treasure.
The other party's realm is very high, and the King of Qin can only see the moment when he can see the bone mirror. This moment is enough, enough for the True Lord Tianpeng to see the other party clearly.
In the eyes of outsiders, the young man was a handsome and handsome hero. In the mirror of the King of Qin, the young man was a heartless man who left a big blood hole in his heart and lost his true heart.
Moreover, the body of this unintentional person was pierced by a colorful silk thread. Under the control of the colorful silk thread, the walking corpse made accomplices of the tiger like a tiger.
The colorful silk thread is thick in fingers, seven colors, with emotional fluctuations of seven emotions and six desires. This colorful silk thread is a divine thought silk thread.
And it also refers to thick divine thought thread.
Other people's thoughts are as thin as silver, so there is a saying among the people that there are three thousand worries, but the mysterious and powerful enemy in front of them has divine thoughts that are thick with fingers, which is simply a world of mud, and is a world of earth.
This makes people even more curious about which clan the giant lying on the wooden nest of Shenhua Treasure!
Unfortunately, the time for the King of Qin to reveal the truth was too short. Even the Shenhua Baobao Wooden Nest was not seen, so the mirror light retreated. Until now, I still don’t know what the mysterious behemoth on the wooden Nest was?
"A heartless puppet controlled by divine thought silk thread dares to collide with the Four Saints of the North Pole to show the saints!" Tianpeng Zhenjun shouted, and his voice was like thunder, and the three heads spit out the Six Ding Divine Fire.
The Six Ding Divine Fire can even be refined in the willow branches in the Bodhisattva Jade Pure Bottle. Now it is just a thread of divine thoughts. The Six Ding Divine Fire is like a fire to stoke a gold lock, and does not burn anything else. The divine flame is concentrated and only focuses on burning the divine thoughts thread. It will burn the divine thoughts thread soon.
The thread of divine thought broke, and the doll lifted the thread still moved, and then it was swept back to the side of Tianpeng Zhenjun by Liu Ding's divine fire, and was cremated into black ashes without any surprise.
The road sensing!
I have nine million good deeds!
It was indeed the Fifth Realm of the Pseudo-Fifth Realm, and the True Lord Tianpeng's eyes showed such an expression.
In the eyes of others, the young man with great talent shows the true truth of his body as the King of Qin reflects the bone mirror. It is easy for the True Lord Tianpeng to kill him. He uses his strength to attack the enemy's shortcomings and only attacks a little bit of weakness.
At this time, like other powerful gods, the feather god spirit took a long view of the sudden intervention of the mysterious alien enemy and did not act rashly.
True Lord Tianpeng also temporarily put down and continued to chase the feather god, and turned to face the Shenhua Baogai Wooden Nest that was still approaching here.
As we approached, people became more sensitive to the breath of the Shenhua treasure-covered wooden nest, and noticed more details. The branches of the building block nest were all from extraordinary branches of the sacred tree, with the shining of the Shenhua and the unique flaming phoenix fire breath of the phoenix clan beating.
"Can you say... it's the branches of the sycamore tree? Can the phoenix build a nest?"
"Is there really a dragon and phoenix god clan in the battle for hegemony?"
"As soon as the road to becoming a god in Mythology Mountain was opened, did the Phoenix Gods join the war directly?"
Amid the screams of exclamations, more than a dozen ferocious beasts, the humanitarian strong man knelt down and pulled the suspected phoenix nest, which had already arrived outside the Shenxu Divine Mine.
The Shenhua Treasure Cover's nest is so dazzling that no one has seen the identity of the visitor clearly.
Through the huge black shadow outline of lying, people have already made accustomed to the Phoenix God Clan, and only the Phoenix God Clan has the hobby of building a divine nest with the sycamore tree.
Suddenly, the Shenhua Baoguai stopped, and the outline of the huge black shadow inside seemed to be watching the Shenxu Shenmin, and then turned the black shadow figure toward the True Lord Tianpeng.
Seeing Tianpeng Zhenjun killing the evil spirits, it attracted the attention of the opponent. The expressions of the powerful Shinto masters were different. They dared not think about the consequences of even the four saints of the North Pole, who could not defeat the owner of the Shenhua Treasure Lair and were enslaved and pulled a cart... That kind of thought was already a blasphemy, and thinking too much would lead to the danger of heaven's punishment.
Chapter completed!
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