Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 861 Lurking
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One woman, two men, and three plain-looking men in military uniform stood side by side in the void.

All three were slender and tall, but the leader was holding a pale man in a black cloak who was unconscious in his hand, which showed that they were by no means ordinary people.

Diagonally below them, a man who is exactly the same as the man in their hands is leading two strangely dressed disciples, a man and a woman, talking to three men in military uniform.

"Wang Jinlong thanked the three generals for their assistance." The man clasped his fists in thanks and said, "It's really troubled the three generals, they are so tired just after arriving."

"It's nothing more than a little effort." The leading man didn't care.

On the contrary, the heroic woman frowned slightly, and reminded her from her background: "Major General Wang, your movements are too blunt, not as casual and unrestrained as Qin Cang, Venerable Demon Flame."

Wang Jinlong shrugged, "General Xingyun is right. Qin Cang has been hiding from the world for many years. Although not many people know him, most of those old guys still remember him, so we really need to be cautious."

General Xing Yun only reminded him, seeing that he was very sober, he didn't say much, the generals should not stay for a long time, and left soon.

Watching the generals leave, Wang Jinlong's expression also became serious. This is the devil world after all, so don't be careless.

His image is the image of the original Moyan Venerable Qin Cang, not to mention, it's pretty good.

The figure is tall and straight, with supreme majesty, and a pair of eyes that are disillusioned with thunder, which makes people feel afraid when they see it.

The temples are cut like knives, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, looking forward to shine, as if a demon descended into the world, and the overlord came.

Wang Jinlong, no!It should be Qin Cang, the Venerable Demon Flame, who turned around slowly, glanced at the two behind him with dignity, and said calmly, "From now on, you will be called Mu Xiulan and Ouyang Ke, and it is me, Qin Cang. His left and right disciples."

"Yes!" Quan Xiuying, a former member of the Joint Committee for Multi-Diversification, and Mu Xiulan, a disciple of Lord Moyan Qin Cang, didn't think too much, and nodded in response.

"Wait!" Milk was about to open his mouth to agree, but suddenly his expression froze, and he looked at Qin Cang suspiciously.

"My lord, I understand the truth, but why did I become Ouyang Ke?" Mikel looked innocent, "I ask myself that it has nothing to do with Ouyang Ke."

"Look at you, comrade, why are you so ignorant? I'm telling you something serious about lurking. What's the matter with you?" Qin Cang said with a straight face, "The name is just for easy remembering, you little Comrades, don’t make unreasonable associations.”

Milk nodded with half understanding, always feeling that something was wrong.

……

In the center of Zhenwu Holy Land, a huge space-time channel slowly opened.

Like a huge channel made of amethyst, it slowly opened its huge mouth, and a huge battleship sailed out of it!

True Martial Battleship!

The battleship is ferocious and majestic, like a sacred mountain suspended in the sky.

On the sacred mountain, there are god-like existences, overlooking the bottom.

Some of them are dazzling, like gods coming down to earth, some are wearing golden scales, mighty and extraordinary, but without exception, they all exude terrifying coercion. , one by one was shocked.

"Could it be that these are the supreme talents of the Dragon Court, the Demon Prison, the Demon Kingdom, and the ghost race?" A disciple from the inner sect of the Zhenwu Hall turned pale with shock, "How do you feel that each of these guys has a huge origin, infinite power, and they are all the talents of the heavens?" level?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" The veteran inner sect disciple of Jindan Daren corrected his point of view, "Those who can stand on the bow and overlook the bottom, I guess even if they are not the top royal god sons, they are also particularly outstanding four clan powerhouses .”

"These guys are like a copper furnace of heaven and earth, and their blood is like a vast ocean. They can feel the boiling meaning from such a distance."

The man sighed, "In terms of origin alone, it is indeed far superior to the arrogance of my human race."

Some of the core disciples were unwilling to reconcile, and forcefully explained: "It's just that the ancestors of longevity enlightened their stupidity and gave them a chance to develop. Otherwise, how could they have such a good situation."

He said bitterly: "The Goddess of Longevity is too merciful, I shouldn't have enlightened them in the first place."

"Senior brothers, you're looking good." A clear and melodious voice came, and Mu Yalan, who was dressed in a bright moon-white dress, also came here.

"Although the four races have their own good fortune and are inherently powerful, they only have a little advantage before the life wheel. We, the true martial arts disciples, aim at the life wheel, so we don't have to envy them."

"Besides—" Mu Yalan paused slightly, "Even if it is at the Jindan stage, at the same level, my human race's arrogance may not necessarily be inferior. It must be known that the strength of one's own origin does not mean everything."

Just as Mu Yalan was talking, she saw the real warship approaching across the sky in an instant, suddenly disappeared hundreds of millions of miles away, and reappeared not far away from them.

The Zhenwu battleship is about thirty miles long and four miles wide, with supreme power, it suddenly appeared in the sky, making all the disciples feel extremely depressed.

On the battleship, the power of the god sons of the four races was unscrupulous, showing their respective strengths.

They looked down from the sky, their eyes were like lightning, and they were as indifferent as gods, making many true martial arts disciples below suddenly lose their voices.

"Are these guys really our peers? Why do you feel so weak!" There was an indifferent golden-armored monster, who spoke slowly. His eyes were indifferent and golden, evil and terrifying. There are vague shadows churning faintly.

"Seniors have said that in the training of the Nine Realms, one needs to be cautious when encountering geniuses of the human race. Although they are not obvious, their strength is terrifying." A man in a pitch-black robe, with black hair hanging naturally Demonic, the strong man with a pair of ferocious sharp horns on his head said indifferently: "It's just that the following looks really make it difficult for me to be vigilant."

Down below, Zhenwu disciples flew into the sky one by one, looking angry, looking at the powerful men of the four clans on the Zhenwu battleship with indignation.

At the beginning, they were worried that their Zhenwu Hall's hospitality was not enough, and they were afraid that they would neglect the geniuses of the four races.

I didn't find the other party and didn't treat myself as a guest at all, so I uttered quibbles as soon as I met.

"Interesting, the geniuses of the four clans of this generation are more daring than those of the previous generation. It's really nostalgic."

In the cloudless sky, the tone suddenly darkened slightly, and a slender and tall figure suddenly appeared. Behind him, ninety-nine and eighty-one dazzling divine rings enveloped him, transcending and peerless, setting off his whole person incomparably sacred, even the strands of his hair Both the clothes and the corners were dyed with a layer of golden light, and the whole person was like the second round of the sun, like the son of the sun god.

Only then did people realize that it wasn't the sky that had darkened just now, but his appearance made the sky look a little darker.

The person who appeared was Hong Qiong, another invincible genius of Zhenwu Hall and vice-master of Thunder Hall.

With his hands behind his back, his expression was peaceful and serene, but everyone who saw him had the illusion of being stared at by an ancient prehistoric beast.

"Welcome everyone to come to my Zhenwu Hall as a guest. This Thunder Hall Hong Qiong is your peer. I don't know if there are seniors who are in charge of contacting among the four clans."

Hong Qiong smiled lightly and said, "I don't know if the Nine Changes Venerable from the Demon Prison or the Frost Venerable from the Demon Country has come before."

(End of this chapter)