Emperor’s Domination

Though Guo Jiahui repeatedly provoked the crown of the saint and struck the quadruple-handed giant corpse again and again, he still failed to recover his weakness.

They have messed up their feet, they have to set their feet right again, it is not that easy anymore, at this time they are just bitterly supporting, defeated again, only sooner or later.

Guo Jiahui's path was far worse than that of a four-handed giant corpse. They relied entirely on the power of "Baojiao Qixing Shenzhen Shenzhen Array” and the compatible tacit support. Now they are in a mess, they lose most of their advantage. It is not easy for them to support it to this day. Without the cooperation of the toughness and tacit understanding that has been grinding out for some time, they would have failed once again.

“Stupid -” Li Qinight glanced at them coldly and said: "Return to the statue of the original ancestors and agree on a countermeasure to launch another attack. ”

Guo Jiahui, who painstakingly underpinned the situation, heard these words and retreated in succession. They eventually retreated to the statue of their nearest ancestors.

When they approached the statue of the original ancestors, they only saw the unprecedented chapters hanging over their heads rolling over, followed by the sound of "buzzing”, and saw that the statue of the original ancestors corresponded to the unprecedented chapters above their heads. At this time, only the statue of the original ancestors suddenly emitted light, and the glow of the original ancestors was shed, divine and invincible.

When the statue of the original ancestors sprinkled such a supreme glow, the four-handed giant corpse dared not approach, but to turn around the statue of the original ancestors and stare at each of their seven movements. As long as they left the statue of the original ancestors for half a step, it would strike them with a strong and ferocious attack.

“Practice yourselves, life and death depend on you.” While Guo Jiahui and the others had not come up with a plan, Li Qinight just glanced at them and told Chen Wenzheng: “Go -”

Chen Wenzheng jumped terribly, afraid to go against the meaning of Li Qi Night, busy pushing the wheelchair forward for Li Qi Night, not too far away, Chen Weizheng still had to look back to see Guo Jiahui and them.

“Master Jo, this, it's only dangerous.” Chen Weizheng couldn't help but worry about Guo Jiahui's safety. After all, it was the first time they had gone away, and for the first time they had been so isolated.

After all, before that, although Li Qi Night had left them to grind in those dangerous places, at least Li Qi Night was still there.

Now that Li Qi Night has thrown them directly on the ancient battlefield, why doesn't this worry Chen Wenzheng?

At this time, however, Li Qi Night was no longer responding, sitting in a wheelchair, as if he were asleep.

When Li Qi left at night, Guo Jiahui and all seven of them were forced to jump and have hair in their hearts. Although they have experienced life and death before, they have also grinded in dangerous places.

However, Li Qi Night was on the scene, which gave them the courage, which gave them the bottom gas in their hearts. Simplest, even if the sky fell, they still had Li Qi Night to support.

Now that Li left seven nights ago, let seven of them stay in the ancient battlefield of the World War II. Why doesn't this leave seven of them void in their hearts?

“Me, what do I do?” The younger Wang Xuehong ambition also had to faint and hairy scalp.

“We finally have a time to stand in our way.” Guo Jiahui said in silence: “We can't let the son stay with us, otherwise how can we go out in the future! ”

Among the seven of them, Guo Jiahui was young, but her heart was the strongest.

“Sister is right, it's time for us to stand in our way, we take our time, there will always be a way.” As the eldest brother, Li Jiankun took a deep breath and encouraged everyone.

Li Qi Night no longer cares about Guo Jiahui and the seven of them are grinding by themselves. After all, if he has always supported them, they will never grow up and will never be truly strong.

At the behest of Li Qi Night, Chen Wei was pushing him into the nearest ancient city.

This ancient city is not the largest of all the mountains, but it is one of the oldest, that is, it was built by the elderly.

In addition to the ancient city built at the beginning by the elders of the Everlasting Life, there are many city pools in this vast 100,000 mile turnaround mountain city, and later people built the ancient city on the mountains.

When Li Qinight pushed Chen Wei into the ancient city, at the gate of the city, the wheelchair stopped.

At the gates of the city, there is a statue of a magnificent stone, a statue of an elderly man of the primitive ancestors of the fairy monastery. The statue is enormous, but it is impossible to see the face of the statue.

Li Qinight looked at the statue and sighed softly. Years later, the old man's appearance was still so familiar. Although he was no longer alive, he also left a tremendous wealth.

Ultimately, Li Qi Night allowed Chen Wei Zheng to enter the ancient city. After entering the ancient city, Li Qi Night did not go anywhere else, but went directly to the ancient wall in the ancient city.

In every ancient city that rotates back to the mountain city, there is an ancient wall and a platform next to the ancient wall, which is where the ancient battlefield is transmitted after it fails to sand.

And the ancient walls do not seem to be useful. Each ancient wall is engraved with an ancient mural. It seems that for millions of years, the meaning of this ancient mural has not been understood. In the eyes of the world, this ancient mural is only used for decoration.

The ancient walls are cut from a complete rock, which is very heavy and difficult to destroy. The paintings on the ancient walls were carved directly onto this rock.

Each ancient wall has a painting, which belongs to an ancient mural as well as an ancient symbol, which is very hard to comprehend. In fact, few people have truly been able to see and conjure up the meaning of this ancient mural since ancient times.

However, Li Qi Night can read and understand, it can be said that he inherited everything from Changsheng Xiao. They have been interdependent for a long time. Who knows the elderly better than he?

When Chen Weizheng pushed him to the wall of ancient paintings, Li Qinight lay in a wheelchair, as if he were asleep, as if he hadn't even gone to see these ancient murals.

Seeing Li Qi Night as if he was asleep, Chen Weizheng couldn't help but look at the next stage. He thought Li Qi Night was here waiting for Guo Jiahui to grind them to fail.

In fact, here, Li Qi Night is not waiting for Guo Jiahui to see them. He is indeed watching these ancient murals, and these ancient murals Li Qi Night is not to be seen by his eyes, but by his heart.

Because Li Qi Night suppressed the existence of terror in the Daoist heart, he only used a small part of his god to observe the mysteries hidden in this ancient mural. More god is to stay in the Daoist heart, continue to suppress and destroy terror.

This ancient mural, very deep beam, is difficult to understand, but the elderly man himself left the ancient mural, with his deep intentions, just waiting for the future to dig and discover it.

Of course, those who fail to attain that level of strength cannot understand this ancient mural, even if some really understand the mystery of this ancient mural, but those whose strength does not reach that level, it is useless.

While Li Qi Night sat quietly there, Chen Wei was waiting quietly, not knowing Li Qi Night's true intentions.

In the process of Chen Weiwei's waiting, the stage sounded “buzzing, buzzing, buzzing” over and over again. Over and over again, the disciples of the brothers were conveyed. The disciples of the brothers who were conveyed were seriously injured and even coughed up blood.

Without a doubt, these disciples are nearby disciples who have failed to practice and whose shields, once broken, are instantly transferred to the ancient city nearest to the ancient battlefield.

Exactly because of this, this made Chen Weicheng stare at the dojo somewhat nervously. He was all somewhat afraid that Guo Jiahui would show up here. If one of them died on the ancient battlefield, his patriarchal heart would be disturbed.

Sure enough, not long after hearing the "buzzing” sound, only Wang Xuehong of the seven of them was transferred out and fell heavily on the ground.

“Where are the others? Are you all right?” Chen Weizheng couldn't help but worry when he saw the blood stains on Wang Xuehong's body.

“Still fighting.” Wang Xuehong coughed up a bite of blood, but his words had not yet fallen. The "buzzing” sounded on the stage. Xiuling and Xiuqi brothers were all transferred by a sudden, with wounds on their bodies. Immediately afterwards, Li Jiankun and Zhao Zhiting were also transferred, and they were all injured.

In the end, both Guo Jiahui and Lu Ruoxi were transferred, especially Guo Jiahui. Her wounds were deep, her bones were broken and her blood drained, but she still didn't say a word.

Without a doubt, they failed to defeat the four-handed giant corpse and were defeated back.

When they climbed up and saw Li Qi Night sitting there, all seven of them were awkward and very ashamed. Fortunately, Li Qi Night didn't take another look at them and didn't blame them, they seemed to be asleep.

After seven of them took Golden Injury, the wound quickly recovered. After all, the Golden Injury came from the hands of Li Qi Night, and the effect was unparalleled.

“Go, fight again.” When he recovered, Guo Jiahui sipped and took the other six to the battlefield again.

Later, after a long time, Guo Jiahui was sent back again, all wounded. There is no doubt that they failed again.

Nevertheless, Guo Jiahui were not discouraged, but rather the more courageous the Vietnam War was, because the time lag they passed back over and over was getting longer, which meant that they began to have a better strategy and slowly had the strength to fight the quadruple corpses.

The interval between seeing Guo Jiahui and the seven of them being transferred back was getting longer and longer. Chen Wenzheng couldn't help but relieve himself. After all, they had made great strides in bathing blood on the battlefield and didn't let the blood flow.