The four Zhoutian quasi-mighty men took action at the same time, and each one of them was stronger than Kong Ling. Faced with such a situation, Kong Ling was no match for him, and he was thrown away in an instant.
"Elder!" The four peak sages became anxious when they saw Kong Ling being thrown away and defeated by the four Zhoutian quasi-powers.
The existence of Kong Ling is the guarantee of their safety. If Kong Ling is killed, they will definitely not end well.
"Walk!"
The powerful Kong Ling grabbed the four peak sages and turned around, preparing to leave the depths of the Undead Desert.
"Want to leave?" Zhou Tianquan, the four clansmen, saw that Kong Ling was about to run away, and a cold look appeared on his face. How could they miss such a good opportunity?
Rumble~~~
Four tyrannical auras swept through the void, directly cutting off all avenues for Kong Ling's power.
It is simply wishful thinking to want to leave the depths of the Dead Desert at this time.
"Damn it!" Kong Ling's face looked extremely ugly as he looked at the various auras of Zhou Tian's power blocking the surroundings.
He is a quasi-mighty Zhou Tian, so he naturally knows the methods of quasi-mighty Zhou Tian. If he still wants to leave the Desert of the Dead, there is only one way, which is to forcibly smash all the means blocking the surroundings.
But if he can break the methods of the four tribes of Zhou Tian Quasi Power, then there is no need to escape, because in this way he is fully capable of resisting the four tribes of Zhou Tian Quasi Power.
"Kong Ling, you can't escape. It's better to capture him without any help. This way you can die more easily." The demon clan Zhou Tianzhun laughed.
"Dream!" Kong Ling, the great master, snorted coldly, and a large amount of Zhoutian power appeared around him.
"broken!"
At this moment, the quasi-powerful attack of Zhou Tian from the Peacock Daming King clan came, powerfully shattering the power of Zhou Tian that Kong Ling might have dispersed.
The attacks of Zhou Tianquan from the Spirit Tribe and Stone Tribe were also washed over. Kong Ling, the mighty Kong Ling, lost Zhou Tian's power and had no means of defense. He was immediately hit and spat out a blood arrow from his mouth.
When the four peak sages saw Kong Ling vomiting blood, their expressions changed again, and they had already anticipated their own end.
"Elder, what should we do now?" The four peak venerables sent messages one after another.
Mighty Kong Ling himself didn't know what to do, how could he answer the four peak venerables, so he kept silent.
Whoosh!
But at this moment, his eyes suddenly glanced at the diaphragm behind him. Behind the diaphragm was the place where the ancient powerful men slept.
"It seems that's the only way it can be!" A trace of determination appeared in Kong Ling's eyes.
It is impossible for the four tribes Zhou Tianquan to let him go, and the way out of the depths of the Dead Desert has been cut off. Now the only way to avoid the pursuit of the four tribes Zhou Tianquan is to enter the Sleeping Land, but what will happen after entering the Sleeping Land?
It's impossible to predict.
However, when he thought that Luo Chen had also entered the place of sleep, Kong Ling was not so afraid.
"Hmph, even if the ancient strong man really wakes up, that boy will die first." Kong Ling, the great master, thought to himself, then grabbed the four peak sages and rushed out.
"Still want to escape?" Zhou Tianzhun of the four tribes saw the great master Kong Ling moving around, and did not think that the great master Kong Ling was going to enter the place of sleep. When they found out, the expressions of the four people changed.
Whoosh!
Kong Ling's speed was very fast, and he arrived in front of the Sleeping Land in an instant. As long as he passed through the barrier, he would truly enter the scope of the Sleeping Land.
"Elder, no!" The thoughts of the four peak sages were different from Kong Ling's. They did not want to enter the land of sleep.
In their hearts, it is a place of death and a restricted area of life. Once you enter, you can never come out again.
Kong Ling, the great master, was in a hurry to avoid the attacks of the four powerful Zhou Tian quasi-powerful men. He ignored the words of the four peak sages and took a step forward, crossing the barrier and entering the place of sleep.
The Four Clan Zhou Tianquan who was chasing behind him immediately stopped. You looked at me and I looked at you, with surprises on their faces. Obviously, they didn't expect that Kong Ling would enter the place of sleep.
"Since they are no longer alive, then let's die!" Zhou Tianzhun, the demon clan leader, snorted coldly and returned to the original place.
The other three Zhoutian quasi-powerful beings stared at the sleeping place, and then returned to their original places.
…
At the same time, on the other side, in the place where the ancient powerful men slept.
Luo Chen descended from the sky with Fairy Linglong and Taoist Xianlong, followed by Demon Hunting Taoist, Demon Breaking Taoist, Xiao Jin and Master Hang Ling also fell down.
Looking around, Luo Chen's expression changed. He once thought that he was not entering the place where ancient powerful men slept, not even the depths of the Dead Desert, but that he was entering a small world of another dimension.
In Luo Chen's imagination, the place where the ancient powerful men slept must have been extremely dilapidated. There were cracks in space everywhere, the sky was blood red, and there were many broken mountains and ravines on the ground, giving it an image of ruin. These were the battles between the ancient gods.
, caused by the mighty bloody battle.
But the reality is completely different from the imagination. The place where the ancient powerful men slept is like a fairyland on earth, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. Green grass and flowers are everywhere in front of you. There are also birds and cranes dancing in the distance.
"This..." Luo Chen opened his mouth, deeply suspecting that he had gone to the wrong place.
The expressions of Fairy Linglong, Taoist Tianlong, Taoist Demon Hunter, Taoist Broken Demon, Xiao Jin, and Master Hang Ling were just like Luo Chen, full of surprise and shock.
"Is this the place where ancient powerful men sleep?" Venerable Hang Ling murmured.
Luo Chen did not answer Lord Hang Ling, but took a deep breath, and suddenly felt a mysterious force in his body, which was more powerful than the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and many alien forces.
"This is not a ruined place formed by an ancient battlefield. It is a holy land for cultivation." Luo Chen said loudly.
He has been to all three major forces in the Northern Territory, the Divine Kingdom Organization, the Dao Sect, and the Demonic Sect, except for the headquarters of the Divine Kingdom Organization, and he clearly understands how powerful the three major forces are. However, compared with the sleeping land in front of him, the Divine Kingdom
The Small World, Dao Sect Small World, and Demon Sect Small World are incomparable even if they are put together.
Practicing in such a place will not only improve your cultivation speed, but also your cultivation limits and potential.
A warrior who could have become a master of Jindan, if he could stay here and practice, he would have a chance to become a master of Po Ai Qiao;
At the same time, warriors who could have become venerable warriors will have the opportunity to become Zhoutian Quasi-powerful ones.
"If you think about it, those who can become powerful gods can't become..." Luo Chen immediately thought of the divine realm, but he didn't believe it.
Just when Luo Chen was thinking this, the surrounding space suddenly shook.
"This little friend is right. Gods can be created here, but the power required is too vast. From the current point of view, it is not realistic." A figure with a large amount of death energy wrapped around his body and a holy light weapon on his head walked out.
, the voice is hoarse, full of the vicissitudes of time.
Luo Chen, Fairy Linglong and others immediately became nervous and looked at the approaching figures with great fear.