The first thousand seven hundred and thirty-eight chapters of the black rotten alliance elders
Allen nodded: "Come with me, no matter where Lin Ziman is, as long as she catches the Pope, she can be saved. And the Pope usually works in her Hall of Light, which is also where she lives."
The diluted holy medicine also had an amazing effect. In a short period of time, Allen had recovered a lot and immediately led them to run in that direction.
That direction was also where the fighting was fiercest.
Zhang Cheng was completely red-eyed, and even he didn't know how many people he had killed. Sweat and blood mixed together and kept dripping. Fatigue kept coming, and his head was dizzy.
There were human figures all around, and his vision began to blur.
Under normal circumstances, even a monk's true energy would have been exhausted long ago. But Zhang Cheng had the "Ninety-nine Heavens" running, constantly spitting out black internal energy and fighting continuously, so that he could face so many people and fight all the way.
However, there are too many opponents. They are so densely packed that they are countless.
Zhang Cheng fought back one wave, and then another wave came, rattling, rattling, machine guns kept ringing, and a huge impact came from Zhang Cheng.
Despite being blocked by transparent scales, he still felt the huge lethality. After a long time, even the scales began to break and drip with blood.
From time to time, explosions suddenly sounded. Although Zhang Cheng had keen intuition and evaded immediately, he was still blown up and had multiple wounds on his body, dripping with blood.
"If it hadn't been for the holy medicine, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to hold on. No, we can't fight like this. No matter how powerful I am, I can't face an army head-on." Zhang Cheng decided to retreat and jumped down.
He jumped up, climbed through the window and hid behind the wall as a cover. At that moment, bullets hit the wall.
Zhang Cheng took a breath for a moment. He knew that the opponent was about to swarm in or directly use weapons of mass destruction. Unexpectedly, after a while, there was no movement. Instead, the noisy outside suddenly became silent.
What's going on?
Just when Zhang Cheng was confused, a voice came from outside: "Zhang Cheng, come out. I am the elder of the Black Death Alliance. I will give you a chance to fight head-on with me."
Black Death Alliance?
Zhang Cheng's heart moved, wasn't that the force that returned to the earthly world with them?
Zhang Cheng poked his head out and saw everyone outside getting out of the way. A middle-aged monk wearing a robe was suspended in the air. There was a symbol on the chest of the robe. Yes, that symbol belonged to the Black Death Alliance.
They are really members of the Black Death Alliance, how come they are here? By the way, the people who kidnapped Lin Ziman this time are said to have monks involved, so it seems they are them.
After weighing for a moment, Zhang Cheng walked out of the door.
"After returning to the secular world for so long, there is quite a lot of news about the Nine Spirits Storm, but you, the Black Death Alliance, don't have any news at all. It turns out that they are secretly colluding with the Church of Light." Zhang Cheng raised his head and looked at the other party, feeling extremely wary in his heart and condensing on his hands.
Internal strength, the gate of hell is ready.
"Zhang Cheng, you have a very good talent, and you have mastered the peerless skills of "The Thirty-Three Heavens". Unfortunately, you are too high-profile. No matter how powerful a genius is, he is no different from a mediocre person if he has not grown up.
." The other party looked down at Zhang Cheng in mid-air and said.
"You are right. A genius who has not grown up is no different from a mediocre person. However, I don't think you can defeat me. When you were in the cultivation world, many of you died in my hands.
Up." Zhang Cheng sneered.
"There are indeed very few people at the same level who are your rivals. But I am an elder of the Black Death Alliance. For the sake of the alliance leader's grand plan, I gave up my cultivation and entered the secular world. But even if I give up my cultivation, it is not comparable to other juniors. Even if we are in the same class
"Jie, you are no match for me. My understanding of cultivation is unmatched by a junior like you." This elder was very proud, with his hands behind his back, and did not take Zhang Cheng seriously at all.
"I'll talk about it after you win, Gate of Hell."
Zhang Cheng immediately summoned the Gate of Hell, and the Gate of Hell appeared, filled with gloomy energy, runes flowing, and the aura on his body suddenly expanded.
Even if he is out of shape at the moment, he is still incomparably powerful!
"Spell, Dashan!"
On the opposite side, the elder quickly formed a seal and shouted. Immediately, the phantom of a large mountain appeared above Zhang Cheng's head and fell from the sky.
Soon, the phantom of the mountain pressed against the Gate of Hell, and Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a majestic pressure. The Gate of Hell began to crack, but he could obviously hold on.
"The elders of the Black Death Alliance are nothing more than that." Zhang Cheng said coldly.
"Then you underestimate us monks who have been immersed in cultivation for hundreds of years." In mid-air, the elder raised a hint of disdain on his lips, and then, a strange scene happened. The surrounding mist rolled in, gathering from all directions, and injected into the phantom of the mountain.
.
The phantom of the mountain immediately skyrocketed, from more than ten meters high to more than twenty meters high. It continued to get bigger, and the pressure it came from became more and more intense, as if a real mountain was falling. The terrifying force immediately made the gate of hell collapse.
smash.
Zhang Cheng was startled, and he lifted up the mountain with both hands. As a result, with a pop, a large mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth. The pressure from his hands was too heavy, and the jaws of his hands immediately burst. His arms were in unbearable pain, and he felt severe pain in his chest.
"With the same spell, there is a world of difference between different people. Based on my understanding of spells, even if it is only the virtual realm, it is difficult for me to be my opponent in the bigu realm. This is the realm!"
The elder's voice kept ringing, "Zhang Cheng, it's a pity that you can't become the second Zhang Nitian. Today, I will strangle you in the cradle of your growth here. Remember my name, Li Fei, it's
I'll kill you."
The phantom of the mountain grew bigger and bigger. Zhang Cheng's face turned red under the pressure, and it was difficult to breathe. His feet sank deeply into the hard concrete ground.
The spell can actually be used like this, and the opponent doesn't seem to be using his full strength.
no!
I can't resist anymore!
If I continue to resist, I will be crushed to death.
Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng was about to escape, but at this moment, a blazing fire snake suddenly appeared in the void. The fire snake was extremely hot and turned into a giant python. Its body continued to wrap around the phantom of the mountain pressing down in mid-air.
The phantom of the mountain suddenly became distorted. Under the high temperature, it was burned into little bits of light and disappeared.
"This is... a spell! What a brilliant fire spell! Who is it?" Seeing this, the elder frowned and looked not far away.
Not far away, a young man appeared. Like the elder, he stood in the air, covered in raging flames.
Jiang Yao!
"Whoosh!", "Whoosh!"
Two figures flew over very quickly and landed next to Zhang Cheng, and then Jiang Yao also came over.
"Boss, how are you?"
Chen Xiaolong asked.
"I just consumed too much, and there's nothing else." Zhang Cheng took a breath and stood up.
"But your injuries." Chen Xiaolong looked at the crisscross wounds on Zhang Cheng's body and was shocked. He seemed to have taken the holy medicine, but he still hadn't recovered after taking the holy medicine, which showed how serious the injury was.