Ten Gods

Lin Tiandu was very fast. Soon after, he came to the vicinity of the original ancient forest where the gods appeared. He looked around and several mountain ranges in the ancient forest collapsed. A huge crack crossed the mountain and there was a black cloudy fog floating from it. Out. Bayi novel network ≯W

Because he was very popular during this time, he wrapped a black cloak at this time and covered his face. He engraved some special patterns on the cloak, and it was difficult for the mind to see through. He didn't want to attract the attention of others, because that would affect him more or less.

"This underground world, from the surface, is hundreds of feet deep!"

"The hundreds of deep underground worlds, this...unimaginable!"

"I can see that there is light shining in the underground space, there is nothing wrong with it, there is a rare treasure!"

At this time, a lot of people have been surrounded by the mountains, and they are looking through the cracks to the ground.

Bang!

In the distance, the gods can surging, a group of figures rushing, all have a light-light body, and the breath is extraordinary.

"Bone!"

In the mountains, many monks are moving together.

The bones have come to dozens of people, all of them are **** and thick, and the surface is intertwined with glimmers, giving people a very extraordinary feeling. Among them, one is the most outstanding, looks very young, but naturally breathes out. It is amazing.

"The Son of the Bone! It is said that it has reached the Eight Immortals, and the strength is terrible!"

Someone said.

Suddenly, the position of the East, the earth shook, and a giant shadow strode.

This is a giant, full of high Xu, strong body, holding a stone axe.

"The Son of the Giants!"

Some monks are trembled.

The southwest position sounded a heroic laughter, and a dozen figures stepped on the void, and the external breath was also strong.

Many monks were surprised: "The winds are also here, and the Son of this vein is in it!"

The bones, the giants, the winds, and the three tribes are the big forces at the second level of this Tianyu. At this time, the people of the three major families who came here were very powerful and imposing. The monks in this mountain range were quiet for a while. It is really strong for these three tribes, and the saints of the three tribes are all When I arrived at this place, it was said that the three characters of the same generation, together with three, naturally surprised these people.

"It is rumored that there are several great tribes who are coming, but it is true!"

"So, this place is really not ordinary, otherwise it is impossible to attract these young supremes to come here!"

"Not bad!"

"It is estimated that there will be other saints coming to the family later!"

"This... true?"

"Not sure, but the possibility is great!"

Some monks whispered.

Lin Tian stood in the air and looked down at the Bone Son under the cloak, the Giant Son and the Wind Son, and his eyes flashed a little. He just took a glance and could sense the extraordinaryness of the three men. It is stronger than the young ants of the ants and the Zerg. Of course, it is only a strong line. It is not a huge gap.

Among the three, he especially looked at the sacred son of the bones. After all, he is now a hostile relationship with the bones.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a roar in the depths of the ground, as if the thousands of horses were rushing underground, and the sound was loud and shocking.

"This……"

"What sound? What happened to the ground?"

"I seem to hear the knife."

In the mountains, some monks moved.

"boom!"

The roar came out again from the ground. This time it was like a tsunami rolling and deafening. And, at the same time, the swell of the sky is soaring, it is far more intense than before. It is like an endless black cloud rushing into the sky. In a flash, a large piece of sky is dyed with a layer of black, and the real clouds on the sky are at this moment. Covered.

All the monks were shocked all around, looking at the past and staring straight at the huge crack.

Lin Tian’s gaze naturally fell on the huge crack, staring at the smoldering yin, and suddenly frowned.

The next moment, a loud bang, the earth shook violently, a group of squadrons rushed out of the cracks, flesh and blood rot, murderous.

"Yin soldiers? How can it be so much?!"

The crowd exclaimed.

In a short period of time, from the big cracks, nearly a thousand yin soldiers have already rushed out. They are flesh and blood rotten, the scorpion is blood red, or they hold a knife or a spear, even though they are full of rust, but It seems very cold.

"These sinister soldiers are not ordinary, very strong!"

"There are too many!"

"Retire!"

Someone yelled.

The monks who come here are not weak. In the face of the general sinisters, they will never be afraid. But at this time, there are too many sinister rushes, and they are all very powerful, so that these monks are discolored.

"Boom!"

The powerful killings swept through this space. In a blink of an eye, more sinister rushes out, carrying a thick and dead yin and fog, almost all of this old forest was dyed with a layer of death. It is tremulous.

This kind of scene is shocking. At this time, thousands of yin soldiers have already rushed out, and Uganda is pressing it like an immortal torrent of death to destroy everything.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The soldiers screamed, these sinisters rushed out, all the scorpions were blood red, and the rusted swords and spears in their hands were trembled, directly crushing the nearby monks.

"puff!"

The blood rushed up, and the monks landed on the head and were rushed by a group of sinister soldiers. The body was directly stepped into a **** fog.

The powerful squadrons rushed to the Quartet, and the number was very fast. The number was very large. There was hardly any way to stop them. The powerful monks, such as the Royal Air, also had some white faces, and it was difficult to compete under such death torrents.

"what!"

The screams rang and a group of monks fled to the distance.

Thousands of yin rushed out, black death smog, tumbling and moving, wherever the blood fog continued to splash.

Moreover, in the depths of the big crack, there are still more sinister soldiers who are going out, which makes many people unable to tremble.

"Too much! How come there are so many sinisters?!"

"How many people died in the battlefield below?!"

"Retreat! Back off first!"

A group of monks yelled.

All the monks in the mountains are retreating. At this time, there are too many sinister rushes, and they are not ordinary. It is like a torrent of death. It is terrible. It is definitely not a sensible thing to confront the death torrents. .

"Humph!"

A cold sizzle sounded, and many of the treacherous soldiers of the earthquake were trembled.

The sacred son of the bones stepped out, and a bone knife appeared in the hand. As soon as the hand was lifted, a large piece of **** light was pressed down, and hundreds of yin soldiers of the shackles collapsed and turned into dust on the ground.

"Before you, please let me go."

The wind saint came out, raised his right hand, and took a palm to the front.

With a bang, a gust of wind swept through and smashed hundreds of sinister soldiers.

On the other side, the giant saints also started, and the stone axe was swept away. Thousands of sinister soldiers were shattered into ash.

"Good... so strong!"

Staring at the three people, many monks are sucking in the air.

In the distance, Lin Tian was hidden under the cloak, looking as usual, just staring at the **** crack.

"boom!"

The bones of the Son, the Wind Son, the Giants, the three strong men, three different strong interweaving this space, so that the smashing yin smashed the smashing, in a blink of an eye It was all smashed into ashes.

For a time, this space suddenly became empty again, and the rich cold air suddenly dissipated a lot.

The bones of the saints are indifferent, step by step, and directly plunged into the huge crack, rushing to the underground world.

What did the Fengzi Son say to the people behind him, and the figure flashed, leaving a shadow and shooting into the crack.

The giant saints stepped forward, and the earth could not help but sway, jumped over and jumped into the huge crack.

Around the crowd, the crowd was moving and then swarmed.

"Thousands of sinister rushes out, and there must be a lot of rare treasures underneath!"

These monks are excited.

In a twinkling of an eye, most of the monks in the mountains rushed into the underground world.

Lin Tian stood on the void in the distance, naturally did not stay too much, stepped out, and did not enter the crack.

He fell down, and there were rocks and soil layers on both sides of the crack until it fell about a hundred feet. The rocks and soil on both sides disappeared. Then he landed about two hundred feet before he stepped on the soil. .

At this moment, the land he was stepping on was damp, with many small otters, and there was a stench in the air.

He looked up and looked far away. Now the underground space is very wide. It is hard to say how big the Qing Dynasty is. In this space, he even saw a piece of yellow mountain lying, which is very unusual.

"There is a crystal!"

There are monks yelling.

There are a lot of monks who have entered this underground world, and soon there are some very good things for the monks.

Lin Tian turned his head and his eyes fell to a distant and endangered mountain range. He remembered vaguely that the light that had rushed before was from the depths of the mountain range.

Staring at it, he didn't stay, and his footsteps crossed the past.

He was very fast, and soon he came to the vicinity of the Dead Yellow Mountains and went straight into it.

Walking between the dry yellow mountains, he saw a plant withered plants on the mountain, painted black, and the temperature in the air became significantly cooler, as if he had come to a snow-capped mountain.

"laugh!"

A ghost claw suddenly pounced out of the ground, clutching his left leg, as if to break him into the secluded hell.

He didn't look at it. The sun's heart was running, and the power of the sun rushed out, directly smashing the ghost claws.

"Little devil, dare to stop the king!"

The voice of indifference came from far away.

Lin Tian looked down and the bone saint entered the mountain range, raising his hand to annihilate a ghost that is comparable to the peak of the air. At the same time, in the other two directions, the powerful gods can fluctuate. The Fengzi Son and the Giant Son also entered this place, and they broke the ghosts of the road.

Lin Tian’s eyes crossed a glimmer of light. Obviously, the three men also came to the light that had rushed forward.

Without too much stop, he stepped forward and headed for the depths of the mountain.

"boom!"

There are devils appearing, the atmosphere of death is intertwined, and the ghosts are stunned and caught at him.

His expression was indifferent, and his right hand was intertwined with a little bit of gold, and a slap in the face, directly crushing it.

Walking in this mountain range, his steps were gentle, but the degree was very fast, annihilating a ghost that was blocking the road, and soon appeared in a small valley filled with bones and rancid. It is in this rancid and unhealthy bone, but there is a purple tree about half a foot rooted in it, with a fist-sized blood color fruit.

"Blood fruit?!"

Lin Tian’s eyes were a touch of surprise.