Chapter 690 New Watchdog

In the hall of the three clans, apart from the laughter and dog barking in the picture, there was no other sound.

The blood on the faces of everyone at the top of the three clans has faded.

Their heads were buzzing, and they were about to lose the ability to think.

Some people fainted with fright on the spot.

Some people have closed their five senses, and they dare not listen or watch any more.

Some people hold their breath, wishing to go back in time, they have never seen this photo.

They are not stupid, they know that it should not be the wrong deity, but his incarnation.

But even if it is an incarnation outside the body, doesn't it mean that the clock is still wrong?

The level of humiliation is still beyond the limit.

Although I don't know what plan Zhong Zuo used to deal with Li Junlang a few days ago, it is clear that he failed.

Not only did it fail, but even the avatar outside the body was detained.

No wonder!

No wonder he doesn't let anyone mention...

No one in the hall dared to discuss, and no one dared to say a word.

Seeing Zhong Cuo's external incarnation reduced to this state, something deeply ingrained in their hearts began to slowly collapse.

Did that person fail?

But soon, it was replaced by a long-term accumulation of power, and it became fear again.

呲!

The shadow-taking device suddenly collapsed and dissipated.

At the same time, the Sky Profound Realm who sent the profound tool to take a photo also fell silently.

Emperor Xuan Jiuzhong, headed by the Jin Xuan clan, slowly retracted his fingers and looked around everyone with murderous eyes.

"You are all listening."

"We didn't see anything, we didn't hear anything!"

"No one has been here today either.

"

He is not stupid. If Zhong mistakenly knew that he and others had seen this image, he would probably try to silence them all in the future.

That person acted ruthlessly and would never let outsiders know about his dark history.

The masters in the hall are not stupid. After all, they are all people who have lived for hundreds of millions of billions of years, and their hearts are like mirrors.

Everyone nodded heavily.

I decided to rot this matter in my stomach, and I will never mention it again in my life, just pretend that nothing happened.

Just when the top three clans made such a tacit decision, the Bai Xuan clan on the third floor was very lively.

Under the instigation of Brother Cheng, Li Hanyu led Zhong Cuo's incarnation and appeared everywhere outside the temple.

At first, when the Baixuan people saw the dignified siblings of the emperor and barked like dogs, they felt that the world had turned upside down, and they were scared to flee everywhere.

But slowly, I got used to it after seeing more.

And he recalled the oppression that the Bai Xuan clan had been subjected to in the past.

Thinking back to the fact that the entire third floor was encircled and suppressed by the three clan armies more than ten years ago, a large number of clansmen were killed, and those who escaped fled...

The culprit of everything, isn't that the emperor?

If it weren't for him, the Bai Xuan clan would stand side by side with the other three clans, and everyone would be doing well.

Because of him, most of the Baixuan clan's previous hall masters have perished.

Those who did not fall are also missing on the sixth floor.

The experience of suffering, if it wasn't for the appearance of the great sage of Jiang Cheng, would still continue to this day.

Thinking of this, everyone gathered up the courage to surround them.

Gradually, I started walking the dog.

Over time, this has become a landscape of Baixuan Temple.

Every day, countless people come early and come here to watch the dog in a civilized way.

"Stupid dog, crawl around and show us!"

"Stupid dog barks twice!"

"Haha, you see this stupid dog is still very upset..."

"Can I ride it?"

"Okay, I rode it yesterday. It feels really different to ride the Emperor, and the whole person is sublimated!"

In the distance, Brother Cheng smiled and watched this scene.

The clock is wrong, the clock is wrong, let you set the score.

The avatar outside the body just wants to come here to pretend to be coercive. After doing this, the position of coercion will never concern you.

Returning to the Palace of the Sages, he continued to work on improving his profound patterns.

Time passes day by day.

These days, he has only raised the Profound Mark of Death to the seventh level.

As he expected, after this profound pattern reached the seventh level, it merged with the profound soul.

From now on, it can be used together with other profound patterns in battle.

His combat power has been improved in a straight line.

In a good mood, he went outside again.

"Is there an enemy attacking these days?"

Xin Ling and the others shook their heads.

"No, there doesn't seem to be any movement from Zhongcuo."

"There are no masters of the gold, silver and black clans on the sixth floor."

"This must be an extremely terrifying conspiracy plan!"

"Yes, Zhong Cuo suffered a big loss last time, and he will never let it go..."

Shen Liang's voice just fell.

The surrounding space was isolated again.

Immediately afterwards, the boundless cold air enveloped everyone in the field.

It was clear that the world outside was not covered by anything, but Xin Ling, Shen Liang and the others could no longer see anything.

Can't perceive any existence.

Their spirits and five senses were temporarily suppressed.

In the central area, the most terrifying murderous aura was all concentrated on Jiang Xianzhe alone.

The whole process was extremely fast, so fast that everyone had no time to react.

The clock was wrong again.

As the son of the plane, he must find this place.

This time, it is still the incarnation of the body.

There was no way, his body was busy refining the seeds of profound energy, and he couldn't get out of it at all.

But this time, he absorbed the experience of failure and changed his strategy.

The last time he failed, in his opinion, he was too careless.

You shouldn't think about subduing Jiang Cheng and making him his slave.

As a result, he failed to block his 'calling', and Li Junlang still appeared.

So this time, I won't be sloppy, and I will directly engage in assassination.

With lightning speed, he quickly beheaded the eighth level of Tianxuan in the area of ​​Jiang Cheng.

Don't give him any chance to react!

Kill him, one hundred and one hundred!

His plan is perfect, isn't Dixuan Bazhong's body incarnation to assassinate a Tianxuan Bazhong?

The premise is that Brother Cheng is really an ordinary Heavenly Profound Eight Layer.

Zhong Cuo's profound weapon was about to touch him, and at that moment, he smelled the breath of success.

"Die!"

Perhaps because of a failed blow, the expression of the avatar outside the body became a little hideous.

Then, his profound weapon stopped.

A fiery red sword suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Li Junlang!"

Zhong Cuo saw that familiar face again, and his expression became extremely unbelievable.

"This is impossible!"

How could it be him again?

Didn't he kill Jiang Cheng himself?

Is his summoning so fast?

He can't understand...

Immediately afterwards, the three forces of the mysterious pattern of death, the mysterious pattern of speed, and the mysterious pattern of the sword suddenly broke through his defense under the perfusion of immortal energy.

Immediately afterwards, it blasted into his body's meridians, the profound veins of the soul...

Just like last time, Divine Soul quickly cut off the connection between him and the main body.

When the coldness disappears, the murderous aura dissipates.

The people who were still in shock saw the wrong clock that was thrown on the ground like a broken sack.

"Let Li Hanyu come over and take the new watchdog away."