Broken Night

Chapter Two Hundred and Forty-Four – Thousands of Mountains and Thousands of Waters

At the moment when the woman disappeared, a violent shout resounded through the Zuofu: "Who dares to trespass in the Zuofu!"

Whether it was the man or the middle-aged man known as Kuroko, his complexion changed slightly.

Four Palace Realm powerhouse!

Its black aura is monstrous, but although both sides are filled with black aura, the Zuo disciple's [ink meaning] gives people a majestic and majestic meaning.

But the two middle-aged men were eerie and terrifying, like the nine secluded yin wind.

It was Zuo Canghai who came.

Zuo Canghai glanced and saw Zuo Sheng and Zuo Chengzhe who were unconscious.

Only to hear his old voice sound: "Retreat Zuo Sheng and Zuo Chengzhe."

"Other Zuo disciples, form [Coiling Dragon Formation]!"

"Yes!"

The sound of countless long sticks hitting the ground sounded rhythmically, forming a continuous beating sound!

Heizi still sneered again and again, and the sound of chains sounded again on the dead palm print on his chest.

The left arm was also filled with black smoke, but this time, it was a wasp the size of a fist! Its humming sound could not be concealed even in the sound of the club beating like waves.

"Tietou, are you afraid?" Kuroko laughed wildly.

The other man, who looked calm and was called Iron Head, had no expression on his face: "Afraid?"

Black smoke was also rising from his body, and black smoke was coming out of his lower abdomen. The black smoke turned into a ferocious human head, but there was only one terrifying head, and its long hair was like a ghost. A pair of cyan fangs, extremely ferocious.

The strange head was grabbed by the man called "Iron Head", it looked like a big ball, and he smiled: "There is no such word in my dictionary." He held the head and threw it at the disciples of the Zuo family!

The entire dark head smashed into the wind, and a long hair scattered like countless tentacles!

"What kind of evil is this!"

Zuo Canghai watched his disciples being blasted away by this head, and before he could form a battle, he snorted coldly, "The masters of the Zuo family, follow me."

With a great sense of blackness on his body, Zuo Cangkong jumped into the air again.

A pair of thin hands, the thumb, food and middle fingers are slightly bent, in the shape of dragon claws.

Just from the stance in the hand, there is a monstrous fighting spirit floating in the sky.

The black dragon phantom condenses between the claws and does not disperse!

Zuo Canghai snorted coldly and waved at Heizi and Tietou far away: "Black Dragon Claw!"

boom!

The black claws, with incomparable strength, grabbed the two of them fiercely!

"Sure enough, he's the strongest of the Zuo family!"

Tietou snorted coldly and moved his hand at will, and the huge head returned to his hand like life. I saw him holding his head high, and he actually used this head as a shield to cover up the two!

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The entire Nanhuangcheng went crazy.

Nanhuangcheng, the imperial city in the south, is the core of power. For more than a hundred years, no one dared to make trouble in the five southern cities, like the Daoist Huangquan who was attacked in Pingnan. In fact, if it wasn't for Xu Yan's appearance, Daoist Huang Quan would have succeeded and retreated.

But now, it is a clearly premeditated attack!

With such a strong fluctuation in the power of the Zuofu, it is natural that no one will know about it.

At the beginning of the offensive, forces from all over the South were already deployed.

Quanqing Palace, Lanzhen has long been awakened.

At this moment, he was wearing a golden-yellow dragon-patterned nightgown, but his face was cold: "Everyone is dispatched, I want them to dare to come to Nanhuangcheng, and they will leave!"

"All the water curtain doors are blocked, I want a mosquito to fly out of Nanhuang City!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Countless orders were sent out like flowing water, and Ji Wu was the only one who stayed by Lanzhen's side. The anger on Lan Zhen's face became stronger and stronger, and his voice was cold: "Yes! It's very good! They were all touched inside the door, but no one knew about it. The city defense of Nanhuang City was done carefully enough!"

Ji Wu's body trembled as he heard it, and in addition to the emperor's anger, there was also a naked murderous intent. It seems that this trip, I don't know how many people are going to die.

Suddenly, the Quanqing Palace seemed to tremble violently.

Lan Zhen raised his head and looked out the window, only to see a light blue water curtain in the area of ​​the Quanqing Palace.

The water curtain towers into the clouds, like huge waterfalls falling from the sky, covering the entire Qing Palace.

Lan Zhen slammed the desk in front of him, and the whole desk was shattered: "How dare a thief enter the palace!?"

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In the sky above the Quanqing Palace, a shadow stood above the void, watching the water curtain in front of him motionless, like contemplation.

Whoosh!

An old figure appeared out of thin air.

It's more like traveling through space and creating something out of nothing.

It is different from Jin Xing's [Night Walk].

This is true teleportation.

Anywhere, anywhere.

That is the prerogative of only those who control the most powerful forces in the world.

The comer is the dangerous old man.

Wei Lao looked at the shadow in front of him.

It can only be vaguely seen that this is a figure.

But the whole body, shrouded in darkness, looked like a blazing black flame.

What makes Wei Lao even more dignified is the terrifying aura that is vaguely present.

Is this the powerhouse of the corpse pattern?

"Who are you?" Wei Lao frowned, looking at the person in front of him: "You have nowhere to run."

"Hehehe..." The voice from the dark shadow was very strange, and it was like the echo resounding through the heavy caves, making it difficult to capture the real voice: "[Thousands of mountains and rivers]? Great handwriting. ”

Wei Lao stared at the black shadow in front of him, as if to feel his eyes passing through the black flame, sizing up himself.

"Thousand-pattern tattoo artist? It's also a great handwriting."

"It's just that it's not enough to stop this seat."

Wei Lao had no expression on his face, and his eyes were calm when he looked at the shadow in front of him. Those turbid eyes that can devour all light are like ancient wells: "The old man knows that you may be very strong. But this is the Quanqing Palace."

Following his calm words, the water curtain surrounding the entire Qing Palace fluctuated violently.

The water curtain is like boiling water, and there is a thin mist of smoke.

The mist took shape and filled the sky above the entire Qing Palace.

The entire Qing Palace alone is equivalent to a city.

Now the whole city is full of fog.

It is a mountain range made of water mist, and it is endless, and it seems to prove the words of the old man. Wei Lao stared at the shadow in front of him and said calmly, "In Nanhuangcheng, you are not my opponent."

The shadow was silent for a moment, but did not answer directly. The hollow and strange voice sounded again: "You know what? Humans are very strange creatures."

"Even if the strength is strong, it will be disturbed by various emotions. In the world a thousand years ago, there is a special term for that - cause and effect."

The face of the dangerous old man is still calm, but the phantoms of the thousand mountains around him are shaking slightly, as if the next moment will come, and the person in front of him will be smashed into pieces.

"Cause and effect, along with a person's survival, will be connected with others. When the cause and effect are established, it is not so easy to let go."

"It is indeed here, this seat may not be your opponent."

"But I have the confidence to slaughter a dog in the palace before that."

Wei Lao's eyes finally flashed a wave, and it was like a water curtain just now.

His eyes, which had always been as calm as an ancient well, had ripples called anger.

"you dare!?"