The first thousand two hundred and fifty-five chapters
After a while, Fang Hao looked at Ao Shuanghua who was running away in despair, and said angrily: "This old witch only knows how to love the soft and fear the hard. When she sees me being hard, she will be soft! Damn!"
Looking back, seeing the shocked expressions of Fu Tu and Ling Xian, Fang Hao couldn't help but brush his hair, put on a POSS that he claimed to be very elegant, and said with excitement: "Isn't my brother very stylish?"
Immediately, the person who responded to Fang Hao's beast was two pairs of big white eyes.
Fang Hao did not pursue Ao Shuanghua. There was a bloody battle between the Dragon Palace and the church. He still had many people. He was the only master of transformation on his side. Only he could guarantee the safety of everyone. Of course, it was necessary to maintain strength. No one else
You can predict what other surprises will happen.
Together with the people from Lingxian and the dark group, as well as Cheng Lianlian and Zangdao, two super masters under the transformation state, the fighting power of the group is quite domineering.
At this moment, everyone retreated to a palace, watching the battle between the Dragon Palace and the church from a high position.
Because of Ao Shuanghua and Mandala, Lingxian was disheartened by Dragon Palace and watched the battle below in silence.
Fang Hao looked back at Ling Xian: "Do you want me to help Dragon Palace deal with the church people?"
"No need." Ling Xian's answer was simple: "Dragon Palace has a very profound foundation. We'd better find the right time and get out as soon as possible."
"Why?" Fang Hao was a little surprised this time.
"How many masters of transformation do you think there are in Dragon Palace?" Ling Xian asked.
"Isn't there just five of them, the four dragon gods, and the old witch just now." Fang Hao said in surprise.
Ling Xian shook his head solemnly: "How could there be only a few of the Dragon Palace's thousands of years of heritage? Some of the reclusive masters should be in some of the forbidden areas within the Dragon Palace."
"I'm going. If you didn't tell me earlier, let's find an exit quickly. Otherwise, when they come out, it will be difficult to leave." Fang Hao said quickly.
The Dragon Palace covers a large area, and Fang Hao has not yet figured out how big it is, but there is a lake in the distance and a lot of woods, which is the source of life of the Dragon Palace.
Lingxian and Futu were from the Dragon Palace. Although they knew many routes, at this moment, they were undoubtedly occupied by the two warring parties and could not get out at all.
Fang Hao could force him to rush over, but Ling Xian and the others couldn't.
So with no other option, the cat was still waiting for a turn of events.
Not long after, several very powerful auras suddenly appeared in the woods on the other side of the lake. As an avatar, Fang Hao had extremely strong senses and immediately looked over there through the palace window.
Immediately, four or five shadows were seen rushing out like lightning, and the leader was Ao Shuanghua, who had been beaten away by Fang Hao just now. Apparently those people seemed to need the palace master for some reason.
Please come out.
Seeing this, Fang Hao decisively led a group of people and ran towards the lake. As a result, they couldn't get out of the lake at all. There is an invisible force that can affect people's sense of direction and even block people's way.
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Fang Hao frowned and looked at Ling Xian: "What kind of power is this?"
Lingxian explained: "I'm not very sure, but it has something to do with those black stones. They have survived thousands of years in the desert without damage, and can help the Dragon Palace block the wind and sand. People who don't know what they are doing think it is the method of gods, but I know.
These stones seemed to come from the sky and possess very magical powers. They were later discovered by the ancestors of Dragon Palace and used them to make this place a secret desert paradise. No one can enter without Dragon Palace's special means to open it."
Fang Hao was immediately confused: "Then how did those guys in the church get in?"
"I don't know." Ling Xian said simply.
Well, Fang Hao asked in vain, but he still asked again: "Do you have any special means to call here and let us out?"
Ling Xian shook his head and said: "Those methods are only useful in specific places. I have never been here at all, and I don't even know that I can get out of here. But if there is an order from the palace master, it should be possible."
"Then have you?" Fang Hao asked without giving up.
"Nonsense, I'm not the palace master." Ling Xian rolled his eyes.
Fang Hao was also a little anxious. Those guys just now were all obviously masters of transformation. He alone with these idiots would definitely be dead or alive.
Suddenly, Fang Hao saw a few wooden houses in the jungle over there. Fang Hao's eyes lit up: "There might be good things in those places where the transformation masters live, but they can't leave anyway. If you go and loot them, you can't leave empty-handed."
Well, that’s too shameless.”
In addition to Futu and Lingxian, there is another photo that was rescued later. He once fought in Wucheng with Fang Hao, but he always wore a veil, which made Fang Hao quite curious about what was behind the veil.
Look.
Of course, Fang Hao had met this woman many times, and she once helped him deal with the killer Tok Martin. Later, Fang Hao also found out that the person in the picture was the person sent by Lingxian to secretly help her deal with other killers.
After hearing Fang Hao's words, Yi Ying, who had been silent all this time, said: "Okay, there must be good things in the place where the elders of the past generations have cultivated."
After taking a look at the photo with gleaming eyes, Fang Hao said curiously: "You always wear a veil, don't you look good? Don't worry, I won't despise you just because you are ugly.
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"Is your method of motivating generals interesting?" Liu Yi glanced at Fang Hao but didn't take it seriously.
Immediately, several people quickly ran into the jungle, looked at the wooden houses inside, and quickly rushed in.
Then Fang Hao gave an order, and several boys from the secret team rushed in quickly, while Fang Hao himself strode towards the largest wooden house.
Lingxian and Futu took pictures. They have never been here. This place is usually a forbidden area, and absolutely no one is allowed to come here except the palace owner.
At this moment, they were already disheartened and determined to leave the Dragon Palace, so the ban had lost its meaning to them. Like Fang Hao, they walked in with some curiosity.
The scene in the wooden house surprised Fang Hao and others. There were several memorial tablets placed in this largest wooden house.
"The 23rd Palace Master Ye Cangtian's Divine Table." Ling Xian shouted out the name on the spiritual tablet in surprise.
Fang Hao frowned: "When most people die, they use yellow fonts on a black background as spiritual tablets and spiritual tablets. Only the tablets dedicated to gods have red letters."
"What's written above is the position of a god." Cheng Lianlian said calmly.
Fang Hao was even more puzzled. These were all the 23rd generation palace masters, so there should be another one ahead of them. There were only seven or eight on them. If this was the ancestral hall of the ancestors of the Dragon Palace, then all of them should be there.
That's right, why are there only these few?
Obviously, the rest of the people found something strange, and Cheng Lianlian frowned: "Could it be that the people on the tablets here have made great contributions to the Dragon Palace, so they are placed here?"
Ling Xian shook his head and said: "That's not the case. This is a god's throne, not a spiritual throne. The ancestral hall of the Dragon Palace is in the main hall. The spiritual thrones of the past Dragon Palace masters and elders are placed there, and the ones here should be from other places.
There is a reason, and I heard that the twenty-third palace master disappeared, but it does not mean that he is dead." (To be continued)