Immortal Ape King

It was a secret history of Ji's, and the outsiders never knew it. Even some of the high-level members of the Ji clan were few known, and only spread among the old people of some families.

"In the past, the ethnic group's old ancestors made great achievements, and they were very tyrannical. They almost entered the realm of longevity, whistling the mountains and rivers, overlooking the earth, and letting the other three tribes on this land be jealous!"

The fascination of Ji Yan’s face, the brilliance of the smashing eyes in the eyes, is highly praised. It is the generation of Tianjiao in the family. It is much stronger than the Ji Lie of today. It is the celestial priest in the Ji clan.

"But it's a pity! The old people in the old age are expected to live in a long-term realm. They can protect my Ji's longevity, but I am buried here, and I have suffered from the unspeakable pain of Ji's!" Ji Peng said, it is also a pity. .

The temperament of a generation of Tianjiao has been cultivated in the realm of half a step of life for nearly a hundred years. It will soon be immortal and has an infinite life span, but it is buried in this magic land.

Long hate, how cool it is!

"But the Lord, I have something unclear. When the old people of that year were so powerful, they couldn’t escape even if they escaped. It is reasonable to say that every strong person has an invincible power, and it is extremely difficult to die. If you want to escape, There will be a chance to live!"

The big man said, very doubtful, his name is Ji Yun, belonging to the line of the shackles, some of these secrets are heard, but the knowledge is too little, far less than Ji Peng.

"I don't know! There was an unimaginable horror in the abyss, and the old people of my family could not compete. The best means did not escape, and all the people died!"

"This is a magical land. There are too many ominous and fears. When the old people entered the deepest part of the age, they learned everything and discovered the secret of this abyss. Our purpose here is mainly to welcome the bones of the ancestors. Take away the creation here!"

Ji Peng's heart is hot. He is a generation of Tianjiao. His talent is unparalleled. He is far superior to Ji's ancestors. He is also the blood of the golden-winged Dapeng. He has a **** heritage and will be endlessly brilliant in the future.

If it is possible to take away the creation of this magical soil, no one can stop the rise of Ji's. He is ambitious and has the ambition to swallow the mountains and rivers. He wants to inherit the immortality of Ji's and thoroughly dominate this territory.

"But since the ancestors were buried here, I am waiting to go to death. This is a magical earth. It is an ominous abyss. There is a law in the family." Ji Yan asked, he felt that if he was rash Advance, the three will die.

"Yes! Right! Right! With our strength, even a ghost can't compete, and it will only survive if you die. If you go into the old burial place, you will have no chance to enter the deepest place!"

Ji Yan also said that although he is tyrannical and has terrible strength, but compared with those ghosts wrapped in black fog, he has a big gap. If the three of them are not the secret treasures of the Yi people, they have already been swallowed up by the black fog.

The previous scene was terrible. He was almost killed by Kuitun. Thousands of ethnic soldiers were like grass and mustard. They were easily slaughtered by black shadows. The ghosts and hands smashed out everything, and the flesh and blood of one body was exhausted, leaving one With a bone.

I and the priests protect the young masters from escaping. In the end, they sacrificed the secret treasures of the genius to repel the black shadow. Just thinking about it is chilling, the terrible evil atmosphere, like the old hell. The ghost walked out of the earth and hunted the yang in the world.

It’s never been so close to death, it’s terrible to let the powerful atmosphere of desperation!

It is no wonder that Ji Peng hated Kuit so much, and he hated the roots and itch. He had no reason to replace the top tank, and he ate such a big loss. He wanted to kill him alive!

"Oh, the millennium time, you can wipe out too much things. Although this abyss is terrible, it will never be as desperate as it was before the millennium!" Ji Peng laughed and said: "The family of my family died though. Here, but he is too strong to repair, and finally to display the mysterious treasure of my family, to break through the void still escapes a trace of God!"

"Ah...·····! Is there such a thing?" Both of them were amazed and shocked, and they couldn’t calm down. There was such a secret. If Ji Peng said it, kill them. unimaginable.

"My ancestors escaping a trace of God's thoughts with the great gods, and the master who was rushed to guard with the soul of the soul, was lucky enough to return to the family!"

hiss!

Both of them took a breath of cold air. This is a great means, how deep the cultivation can be done, and it is no wonder that Ji’s rare genius has escaped from the innocent Jedi.

"But the old man is dead after all, just a trace of God's thoughts, and the ruin is so powerful that some of the secrets in the abyss are spoken out and then dissipated!" Ji Peng sighed, a generation of masters can only die.

"The information left by the old gods of the old people was broken. It took my family a thousand years to infer the correct results, and the ancestors used to say that after the millennium, they could find a chance!"

"Before this time, my father told me everything and gave me a map. This is the road map in the ancient mine. As long as we follow the road map, there is absolutely no danger!"

"Go! Let's go now, although we are at the forefront, but the other three tribes will not be slower than us, and those big demon, in case of night long dreams!"

call!

The three men stood up and applied their bodies to bring a gust of wind to the mountains in the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Oh!

Shortly after Ji Peng left, in a mountain, the fog slowly dispersed, revealing a figure, black hair and waist, temperament, if a Taoist dust.

"There was still such a thing. I didn't expect Ji's people to hide so deeply, huh, I didn't expect this time to be cheaper for me!" Yuan Hong laughed, and he just came here to be the three who ran wildly.

"My Yuan Hong is really awesome! Ji Peng, you are waiting for me, Xiaoye must be dying, you can't!"

Yuan Hong is invisible in Mizusawa. Although he wants to kill Ji Peng, he knows that this is impossible. The two are life and death wars, and they may not be able to do it. Ji Peng’s township treasures and golden-winged Dapeng magical are terrible. I lack the opportunity to attack!

"After his transformation, the strength is not weaker than me! Really fight, I may not be an opponent!"

Yuan Hong said to himself, but if he can find a few more helpers, he might be able to leave him here. Since Kui has pitted him, he will never die.

Perhaps, you can pull the little fat man, and by his means, you can definitely destroy Ji Peng into a slag. Yuan Hongyue wants to be more likely. The fat man is a financial fan. If you understand everything, you will definitely dig a big pit again.

call!

Yuan Hong stepped forward and was very fast. He followed up in the direction of Ji Peng. The surrounding mountains were filled with fog. He walked in the fog, his own breath was hidden, and he was not worried about being discovered.

The mountains in the distance are too high. It has thousands of feet and stretches far into the distance. It can't see the head at first sight. It is like a magical ridge before the ancient times. It has crossed over time and space, and it has the power to suppress the ring, and the black pressure is over. A heart-rending volatility.

This is a dragon vein that condenses the heavens and the earth, which makes people feel terrified, because it is too extraordinary. This kind of creation has a mysterious vision, and it contains several terrible existences.

"Oh my God! It is even more terrible than the terrain outside. The dragon is so vast, the air of the dragon and the blood of the dragon, condenses the essence of this small world. Is this to produce a peerless demon? I am afraid No one can afford it except the ancient power!"

Yuan Hong was shocked. He shouted loudly. The closer he was to the huge mountain range, the more he felt his heart was, the pores were blasted, and the scalp was numb, as if he had angered the majesty of the heavens and the earth.

This is a terrible intuition, and it is extremely real. He went on to say: "No wonder that part of the Luohe River was intercepted. It seems that it is far more than this! It is even more terrible, so extraordinary terrain, and it is afraid to extract all the creations of Luohe. Can you give birth!"

"No! It is impossible! In the past earth, it is the supreme emperor, and can not hold such a terrain. Once buried in this place, not only can not bless the children, but instead be condemned, so that future generations can not die! ”

This is a lack of air transport, no blessings!

The mountain towers rise into the sky, like a pile of stars, dark and deep, simple and vicissitudes, with the majesty of the heavens, really like the former residence of a god, the more powerful it is, the more intense it feels.

Yuan Hong’s forehead sweated, his body was shaking, and he suffered terrible pressure. Not only was the flesh difficult, but even the Yuanshen was extremely uncomfortable. He was born with a near-field, and his sense of sensation was extremely sensitive, and his feelings were far stronger than others.

"This······! This is exactly where there is such a terrible power. If I have already condensed the gods, I am afraid I will not be able to walk to the mountains."

Yuan Hong stepped on a footstep, and he walked very slowly, and it was very difficult. He moved the blood, bones and flesh and blood are all in the same name, and the gods flowed in the body, swallowing terrible power and resisting the pressure of the dragon pulse.

This is the physical aspect, Yuan Hong is fearless, but the spiritual aspect is even more terrible, like being crushed by a big mountain town, the forehead's big tendons are constantly beating, obviously suffering from unimaginable tempering.

The more you go forward, the greater the pressure. At the end, Yuan Hong has traveled for hundreds of miles, almost close to the foot of the mountain. He is uncomfortable and wants to vomit blood. He is almost unconscious, and every thought turns slowly.

Time seems to be not flowing, this is a pressure of the oppression, even directly on the Yuanshen, even the moral scriptures and black runes are not blocked, so that Yuan Hong's illusion of the gods suffered a terrible hone.

It's like a piece of pig iron, constantly being beaten, removing impurities, and refining a piece of fine iron! Yuan Hong’s illusion of the gods is under pressure, constant resistance, strong will to live and become more and more tough.