Of course, Ye Wenlong would not really change his mind. Even if the King was a real god, he would not be able to worship him as his disciple and turn him into a mummy like the King. He might as well kill him with a piece of tofu.
What’s the point of “god” living longer?
His mind was just thinking about how to escape from here with Zhao Xueling and others.
According to the Pharaoh, this empty pyramid is almost indestructible. Ye Wenlong's original intention was to stop the Pharaoh and let Zhao Xueling and others escape first. With his own strength, he could not defeat the Pharaoh, but he wanted to escape.
It shouldn't be a big problem, but now it seems to be very uncertain.
"Boy, how are you thinking? The Patriarch's patience is limited. If you don't agree, I will just slap you to death and eat your soul!" the Patriarch said with a wry smile.
"Hey, can you give me a few more days to think about this? I will reply to you, the Emperor, after I go back and think about it?" Ye Wenlong chuckled.
"Boy, why don't you agree quickly? Why are you hesitating? The great King of Dharma has taken a liking to you. That is the blessing you have cultivated for several lifetimes. If you miss this village, you will not have this shop (similar words)." Master Abaixi.
A voice sounded next to him. With a flattering smile on his face, he walked over and stood beside the Emperor respectfully, with his back arched, shoulders drooped, and a smile on his face. A word flashed in Ye Wenlong's mind.
:Eunuch!
"Shut up, when will it be your turn to talk too much about the Emperor's affairs?" the Emperor snorted coldly.
"Bang"
Without seeing him move, Master Abashi was suddenly struck down by a majestic force. He lay on the ground like a dead dog, with blood that was neither red nor green spurting out of his mouth. He staggered up and bowed down, saying in horror
: "Your Majesty, spare your life!"
The French Emperor said grimly: "Spare my life? You and Serit are planning to kill me and refine me into the God of War. Don't you think that you can defeat me just by relying on Serit's little trick.
The emperor? As the high priest of my emperor’s Guita, you conspired with outsiders to deal with me, why do you think I should spare you?"
"His Majesty, the great Emperor, clearly knows that this villain was also forced by the witch... Naselit!" Abashi said tremblingly.
Ye Wenlong listened to the conversation between the two and figured out three things. First, the shaman god in Abashi's mouth was the Serite mentioned by the emperor; second, the shaman god and the emperor knew each other, but there was no harmony between them.
, and even have hatred; thirdly, these mummy-based organizations were created by the witch god Serit, and their purpose is obvious.
"Forced? That's very good. Considering that you have been guarding the Emperor's holy body for many years, if you want to survive, show your sincerity. If you do it to the satisfaction of the Emperor, I will consider giving you a chance.
." The King of France said coldly.
"You two have something to discuss, so I won't interrupt you and retreat first!" Ye Wenlong took advantage of the Emperor's inattention and backed away like lightning, exiting through the broken stone door.
"If you want to escape, I will break all your bones first and then I will see how you can escape!" The Emperor snorted coldly in his heart, and did not chase after him. He punched out in the air, and a giant golden fist slammed towards Ye Wenlong.
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"Thousand-year-old Nai, your strength is higher than mine, but if you want to hurt me, you are still a little worse!" Ye Wenlong laughed loudly, and in the midst of laughter, he swung his right arm out, and the golden light was also shining.
A dragon roared in the sky, and a huge dragon claw appeared in the golden light. It collided hard with the golden fist. The violent fluctuations of golden light swept away, and Master Abashi who was lying on the ground screamed and was thrown away.
As he left, the powerful King of France was shocked back half a step. When the golden light faded away, Ye Wenlong was nowhere to be seen.
"What a powerful body. This kid is actually a dragon cultivator, and he has already achieved extraordinary things. Well, it's interesting. It seems that not only his energy and spirit are of great use, but even his bones are of great use!" Although the King of France was attracted by
He took half a step back in shock, but he was not surprised but happy. He murmured, but he tilted his head and continued to mutter to himself: "Why did he call me Qian Laonai? What is Qian Laonai?"
mean?"
It seemed that he couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time. The King then walked toward the stone gate, but he didn't walk fast and seemed to be in no hurry. In his opinion, the inner tower defense of the Void Pyramid had already been activated at this time.
, Ye Wenlong and others cannot escape even if they have monstrous abilities.
"Fuck, this thousand-year-old man wants to accept me as his disciple. It's true that he wants to suck my energy and energy. Oh my God, it turns out that he didn't want to accept me as his disciple because of my incredible aptitude. It's really sad.
!" At this time, Ye Wenlong had already rushed to the second corner, but he had been paying attention to the movements of the Emperor. When the Emperor was mumbling to himself, he opened his spiritual ears, and the other person's whispers reached his ears word for word.
When he knew the truth, he was heartbroken.
He thought of many ways, but he couldn't defeat the King of Pharaoh, whose cultivation was comparable to that of Nascent Soul. However, with his powerful body, it would be difficult to kill the King of Pharaoh unless he had a magical weapon in his hand. However, it was not possible to deal with the King of Pharaoh.
The main purpose was to lead Zhao Xueling and others to escape from the Void Pyramid. After thinking hard to no avail, he could only run away first. He did not believe that there was really no way out of the Void Pyramid with the inner tower defense turned on.
.
Although the Golden Dragon Arm that is fused with 50% of the Golden Dragon Arm cannot exert 50% of the power of the Golden Dragon Arm, it is no less powerful than the Holy Body of the King of the King. Therefore, there is no problem in confronting the Holy Body of the King of King.
It's just that the blood in the body is surging.
Ye Wenlong quickly rushed to where Zhao Xueling and others were fighting with the mummy warriors. Only eight people participated in the battle. Among them, Su Waner was holding Su Ruoyu, Feng Qingyao was holding Ouyang Kerui, and there was a female spirit killer team member.
Holding the other two unconscious team members, the remaining eight formed an advancing formation with Zhao Xueling as the leader and Zhao Wenzhuo as the tail.
Because the passage was not very wide, even though there were many mummy warriors, they could not stop the advance of the crowd. In just a short time, the crowd had already advanced nearly one-third of the 3,000-meter straight passage.
"kill--"
Ye Wenlong's Qingxuan Sword swung forward and slashed forward. The human sword merged, and the sword spiraled around the sword body, forming a handleless blade. Ye Wenlong's speed soared to the extreme, exceeding ten times the speed of sound.
The mad running brought up gusts of wind. Before the mummy warriors who were chasing after them could react, the dozens of meters long pursuit team was cut open by the sword like cutting tofu. Ye Wenlong seemed to have no hindrance.
Then he rushed in front of Zhao Wenzhuo.
"Brother Ye!"
Zhao Wenzhuo suddenly felt an unparalleled sword energy coming towards him, and he was feeling extremely frightened. When he saw Ye Wenlong suddenly appeared, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly took back his sword and shouted.
Hearing Zhao Wenzhuo's shout, Zhao Xueling and others were also overjoyed and turned around one after another.
"That thousand-year-old man is chasing us, we must leave as soon as possible!" Ye Wenlong just paused, then rushed forward to Zhao Xueling again, loudly saying: "I will open the way, and then everyone runs!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingxuan Sword was already shaking out, and thousands of sword energy containing thunder arcs were slashed out wildly. Dozens of mummy warriors in front of him who had reached the Xuan level or the Foundation Establishment stage were immediately slashed by his sword energy.
As they drove away, the secondary corpses were all smoking, as if they had been burned by lightning arcs. Even if the magician could pick them up again, it would not be that easy.
"Everyone, catch up!"
As soon as Ye Wenlong arrived, Zhao Xueling's pressure dropped sharply. Ye Wenlong strode forward on the corpse of the mummy warrior while swinging his sword. The mummy warriors in front kept coming, but no one could get close to him. He would be killed within thirty meters.
The sword energy killed Zhuo Jiao, while Zhao Xueling moved to the back to help.
With Ye Wenlong opening the way, everyone's formation was like trotting forward, and their trot was simply faster than ordinary speeding cars. They had already rushed more than a thousand meters in a few breaths. Everyone felt a light ahead, but
Ye Wenlong actually killed all the hundreds of mummy warriors in front of him.
"Oh my god, Brother Ye is such a monster. How long has it been since then that hundreds of mummy warriors have disappeared like this?" Zhao Xiaocao and others all took a breath of air.
"Stop talking nonsense, follow quickly, the thousand-year-old man is coming!" Ye Wenlong moved to the side and urged, his consciousness had already scanned the trace of the Emperor on the other side of the passage.
Everyone did not dare to delay and ran forward. Ye Wenlong turned around to deal with the mummy warriors chasing after him, but this time he did not kill them, but put away the Qingxuan Sword and flew like a strong wind.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the passage. Zhao Xiaocao turned around and looked back curiously. He couldn't help but slow down in shock because he once again saw a scene that shocked him. Each of the mummy warriors seemed to be swept up by the strong wind.
Falling down and stacked together, they turned into "blocks" of mummy bricks. In almost two or three breaths, a mummy wall was built in the two to three meter wide passage, blocking the way.
"Let's go, why are you still standing there?" Before he had time to exclaim, Ye Wenlong had already rushed over, picked him up, and rushed forward. In an instant, he caught up with Zhao Xueling and others, rushed out of the passage, and came to a main hall.
Among them, I also saw a huge circular screen in the middle of the hall.
"Bang"
There was a loud noise in the passage, and you didn't need to guess to know that the mummy wall "built" by Ye Wenlong had been blasted away by the Emperor. Although the Emperor was not chasing fast because he was confident that Ye Wenlong and others could not escape, he still
With the speed at which he was walking, he could chase him out in less than twenty seconds at most.
"Damn, as expected, the inner tower defense is opening. No, it's too late." Ye Wen's dragon consciousness scanned and saw that the passage behind the screen was slowly closing. It was a black door dozens of meters thick. If it was closed, here would be
If it really becomes an airtight cage, they really won't be able to get out.
At this time, more than half of the black door has been closed, and the remaining gap is less than three meters. Although the screen is a passage leading to the outside, they have no way to open it. They can only force it open, which does not cost a couple of dollars.
The minutes cannot be broken at all.
"Let's break the screen together!" Zhao Xueling said loudly, raising his sword and about to charge forward.
"It's too late, everyone, come up quickly!"
Ye Wenlong sacrificed the Thunder Yu Qingsuo and called everyone to come forward, and he quickly took out the inferior immortal spirit stone and poured it into a groove of the Lei Yu Qingsuo.
"Wen Long, there is no exit here, how can we fly out?" Zhao Xueling asked anxiously when she heard the heavy footsteps on the other side of the passage.
"Let's crash out!" Ye Wenlong said calmly, with a rush of enthusiasm in his eyes.
