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Chapter 870: Under Emperor Mu, Ancestor Fentian

Landslides and cracks!

Rumble———

The tremor of the earth is getting more and more terrifying, making people feel unbearable!

A terrifying aura continues to permeate.

The entire Zhentian Ancient Sect felt that my scalp was numb and was about to explode.

At this moment, even the elders came forward, it made the disciples feel panic.

This is so scary.

It was as if there was some unknown ferocious beast that wanted to make the entire Zhentian Ancient Sect fall into trouble!

This feeling is completely unprecedented for the people of Zhentian Ancient Sect.

Even Ouyang Hongbo, Mo Yu Zhenren and others were extremely serious at this moment, and they didn't even dare to show off their anger.

Dong ———

Ye Xuan beat the second time, and the sound of Luo Tian drum came out, making people tremble.

An unimaginable force is constantly derived.

Time and space seem to be frozen.

It seems to be constantly going backwards.

The broken mountains, rivers and rivers have slowly recovered.

Even the tremor of the earth seemed to gradually calm down at this moment.

"What kind of drum sound is this?"

At this moment, many disciples of the ancient sect of Zhentian were puzzled.

They had heard the second sound.

When they said the first time, they didn't pay much attention. After all, Zhentian Ancient Sect was in absolute danger at this moment.

But this time the sound of the sound made all the turmoil around seem to calm down, and only then did someone really pay attention to the drum sound.

The great elder Gu Qianqiu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a solemn look in his eyes.

He vaguely seemed to guess where the source of the drum sound came from.

But he is not sure.

After all, that drum is a legendary divine object and should not appear here.

"Is it over?"

In the temple of Zhentian Ancient Temple, Lu Tong had already stood up, looked at Dongfang, and felt the gradually calming down of Zhentian Ancient Temple. He felt a little relieved.

Even though the turmoil just lasted for a moment, it still made him feel the fluctuation of power that ruined the world, as if the entire Zhentian Ancient Sect was about to be torn apart.

And they had no power of resistance at all.

"End?" The wolf of the East Wilderness next to the palace gate raised his lips slightly, and there was a sneer in his eyes when he heard Lu Tong's words.

How could it end so soon?

This is just the beginning!

After all, the monster below is nothing else, it is the ancient divine beast under the throne of Emperor Mu...

Above the nine heavens and among the auspicious clouds, the white-bearded Weng Zuoyishan also had a very serious expression.

He knew very well that this brief calm was not the end of things, but the opposite.

This is exactly the beginning of the matter!

boom----

It seemed that it met Zuo Yishan’s idea. In just a moment, a shocking force came from under the earth. Almost instantly, the Million-Mile Sect land of Zhentian Ancient Sect turned into powder!

Countless mountains, rivers, rivers, plants and creatures were shattered completely!

A huge pit of millions of miles appeared on the sect of the ancient Zhentian Sect.

The terrifying loud noise directly made countless disciples of the ancient Zhentian Sect deaf instantly. Even with the power of the imperial master, they still had blood in their ears and looked painful.

Only disciples or senior officials above the Return Realm were not harmed, but they were also pale and stared at the East.

From their perspective, there are countless mountains, rivers, and plants and creatures that are dying and turning into ashes.

This is simply a terrifying disaster!

"What happened there!?"

Countless people were shocked, they didn't understand what was going on.

call out!

At this time, a sword light soared into the sky and entered the depths of the nine heavenly clouds.

Everyone looked up and said in shock: "Is it the senior of the sect who took action?"

The Great Elder Gu Qianqiu, the Third Elder Ouyang Hongbo, the Fifth Elder Mo Yu Zhenren and others also looked at it, but they did see that the sword light was not someone else, but Zuo Yangming, the head of the ancient sect of Zhentian,!

At this moment, Zuo Yangming turned into a sword light, soared into the sky, and penetrated into the sky.

Zuo Yangming stopped not far from Zuoyi Mountain, and his handsome face was filled with solemn expression.

"Great grandpa..."

Zuo Yangming shouted in a low voice.

Zuo Yishan raised his hand and signaled Zuo Yangming not to say anything more.

Zuo Yangming wanted to speak but stopped.

Zuo Yishan waved and asked Zuo Yangming to sit next to him.

After Zuo Yangming sat down, Zuo Yishan pointed to the terrifying black hole covering a radius of millions of miles below and said hoarsely: "Then below is the method of the Shuang Emperors staying at the ancient gate of Zhentian, from beginning to end,

The Shuang Emperors did not regard my Zhentian Gu Sect as their own, and in fact, we have never been the Shuang Emperors."

"Although I haven't told you about this, you probably guessed it long ago?"

Zuo Yishan said.

Zuo Yangming nodded slightly when he heard this.

He has indeed had some guesses about this matter.

I just can't guess the specific thing.

"Our Zhentian Ancient Sect is worthy of the treatment of the two emperors like this?" Zuo Yangming frowned.

"I thought it was not worth it before, but after talking to Mr. Ye Xuan, I thought that the ancient gate of Zhentian was indeed worth it." Zuo Yishan's face showed a hint of pride.

"My ancient gate of Zhentian was created by the ancestor Zhentian Ancient Emperor. It has existed since the beginning of the era of the emperors. At its glory, all heavens and all worlds must come to worship."

"Although under the changes of the times, no Emperor Immortal Sect can escape the fate of declining strength, the inheritance of our Zhentian Ancient Sect has been one of the most powerful groups from ancient times to the present!"

"No one can deny this!"

There was a hint of fanaticism on Zuo Yishan's face.

Zuo Yangming was confused when he heard this, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Great Grandpa means, are the two emperors who have ideas about the inheritance of this sect?"

"If that's the case, can't they take action directly?"

"After all, no one in this world can stop the pace of the two emperors."

Zuo Yangming said this.

Zuo Yishan shook his head and said, "There are some things that my great-grandfather can't explain to you. Now you don't need to know these things, just focus on watching."

Zuo Yangming was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed, his eyes fixed on the location of the east of the ancient gate of Zhentian, the terrifying black hole covering a radius of millions of miles.

Boom———

The next moment, the flames burned the sky there, forming a terrifying fire domain, accompanied by an extremely terrifying roar.

Immediately afterwards, when Zuo Yangming was shocked to his heartbeat almost stagnant, a terrifying monster that was 100,000 feet tall slowly emerged from under the black hole.

"Here you come!"

"Under the throne of Emperor Mu, Ancestor Burning Heaven!"

Zuo Yishan paused word by word, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"Who dares to disturb my sleep?"

A powerful and old voice slowly came out, with a huge sound, deafening sound.


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