Ji Zilong smiled innocently and strode out, not realizing at all that he was walking towards death.
"You, you, you, and the rest of you, come out."
Then, the man called the names one after another, selected more than ten people from the crowd, and ordered them to go to the formation to explore the way.
"Be careful, everyone.
Although the formation of this abyss maze is terrifying, it has been for some time after all, so it has long been damaged.
Although the formation is dangerous, some places have failed.
If we settle in these failed places, we will not There will be danger." said the person who kindly reminded Ji Zilong.
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, Nalang Cheng spoke.
He jumped up from the rock in the distance, landed in front of Ji Zilong, and said coldly: "Why do you look so familiar to me?"
"What's your mother's surname?"
Ji Zilong was stunned and asked.
"You scolded me again."
Lang Cheng was angry.
With a shake of his hand, he pulled out a two-meter long black iron stick from his robe.
Seeing this long black iron stick, Ji Zilong was shocked and began to have doubts in his heart.
He couldn't help but look at the group of people around him again, only to find that these people all had a long black iron stick on their bodies.
"Did I scold him?
It's just a greeting."
Ji Zilong shrugged.
"Damn it, let him take the lead."
Lang Cheng was furious.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a ferocious smile: "If I don't let you die without a burial place today, I won't call you Demon Lang Cheng."
"Let's go."
Someone stepped forward, pushed Ji Zilong, and sneered: "You are so arrogant.
Not only is Senior Brother Lang Cheng unable to stand it, but I, Mo Zhong, want to kill you now.
You are so arrogant."
Ignoring this person, Ji Zilong's eyes began to become complicated, and he murmured in his heart: "Are they all surnamed demons?"
When Ji Zilong and a dozen of them were all pushed into the formation, this group of people did not continue to follow.
Instead, they stood on the outside of the formation, sneered repeatedly, shouted loudly, and asked Ji Zilong, who was the leader, to move forward.
"Little guy, be careful, nothing will happen."
The disciple reminded him kindly.
"Hey, it's just that the remnants of the Gentlemen's Alliance live too long.
If they had been caught earlier, these disciples of the Demonic Iron Sect would not have blended into the young disciples from all over the world to look for traces of the remnants of the Gentlemen's Alliance."
At this time, a person said.
"That is, if not, which country has the strength to send so many masters of the Double Dragon Fusion Realm in one go?"
Another person also sighed.
"Sure enough, it's the Magic Iron Gate."
Ji Zilong suddenly raised his head, his naughty eyes suddenly burst out with strange light and hatred.
He had talked about this matter with Leng Jiudao before entering Qilong Lake.
He thought it was Now it seems that the trap set by the five sects to hunt them down is exactly as Ji Zilong expected.
"Damn it, move forward, do you want to die?"
Outside the formation, the disciple of the Demonic Iron Sect in charge of supervision yelled angrily, raised his hand and shook, and a rune shot out and flew towards Ji Zilong.
"snort" Ji Zilong snorted coldly, turned around, shook his hand, pinched out the spiritual seal like lightning, and used the air control technique.
Bang The spiritual energy exploded, directly blowing up the rune.
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"How dare you resist?
Kill him."
The people around him didn't expect that Ji Zilong would be so bold.
Facing him, so many of his core disciples would dare to take action.
They were all furious, as if they were being greatly challenged.
The man who attacked Ji Zilong stared with anger in his eyes.
He raised his hand and saw hundreds of runes shooting out.
"Damn it, what are you doing?
Do you want to kill us?"
This scene frightened the people around Ji Zilong.
They all took crazy action to stop Ji Zilong.
If he was fighting in the formation, he accidentally touched the formation. , they will all die.
"The Baiwei Cauldron."
Ji Zilong shook his hand, and the Baiwei Cauldron was sacrificed by him.
It quickly enlarged in the sky, and then came down with a rumble, trapping all the people around him in it, and isolating everything from the outside world.
"Air control, explode" Ji Zilong shouted, using the air control to the extreme, and in an instant, he saw hundreds of runes a few meters in front of Ji Zilong, and suddenly they all exploded with a rumble, but they still failed to hurt Ji Zilong. .
In the Baiwei Cauldron, the faces of the young teenagers turned pale.
In this small space where they could not see their fingers, they felt extremely nervous and frightened.
However, they were completely isolated and could not even hear the sounds from the outside world.
"What should I do if this little bastard gives us?"
"Don't talk.
This should be a spiritual weapon.
This little brother looks extraordinary.
He should be using his spiritual weapon to protect us." said the young man who had been looking after Ji Zilong.
"Who are you?"
Demon Lang Cheng Nu, Ji Zilong is so young that he can even block the attacks of their core disciples of the Demon Iron Sect.
His status must be extraordinary.
He stared at Ji Zilong with his eyes, carefully searching for the memory of this face in his mind.
"Who am I?
I am the one who wants to kill you, Dalong, kill them all."
Ji Zilong roared, and his enemies were extremely jealous when they met.
At this moment, he thought of those dead brothers, and the flame of hatred in his heart began to burn blazingly. .
"call" The Wuji war puppet rioted and jumped out from the ancient bronze coffin.
He was holding the five-meter-long bronze war halberd.
As if the same ancient god of war came to the world, he rushed out of the formation as soon as he appeared and went crazy.
He killed the person who had been attacking Ji Zilong.
"The League of Gentlemen, it's the League of Gentlemen.
This little exhibitionist is Ji Zilong, whom Senior Brother Xiaotian has always wanted to kill.
Catch him."
At this moment when he saw Wuji Zhanpuppet, Mo Lang Cheng suddenly woke up.
At the end of the Gentlemen's Alliance battle that day, Mo Xiaotian discovered that Ji Zilong was not dead, so he passed Ji Zilong's portrait to every Demon Iron Sect disciple, vowing to kill Ji Zilong with his own hands.
It can be said that Ji Zilong is the Demon Iron Sect's disciple.
The same goes for Jun Hao, the number one wanted man.
After all, among the many fugitives, the two of them have the greatest potential.
"So it's him, catch him."
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Suddenly, everyone suddenly realized, and in an instant, everyone became ferocious.
Unexpectedly, the trap set by the sect actually worked.
When they arrived at the ten-city battle, there was someone from the League of Gentlemen.
The disciple is exposed.
"Catch them alive.
The treasures of the League of Gentlemen and the secrets of the Three Immortals are on them.
We must interrogate them."
Demon Lang Cheng shouted.
As he spoke, he was running at lightning speed.
He had already reached the formation and cast his spiritual magic.
A huge palm with concentrated spiritual energy in the sky penetrated the formation, trying to capture Ji Zilong.
"roll" Ji Zilong roared loudly and used the blood-devouring spirit technique.
He opened his mouth and swallowed up the palm with the force of swallowing mountains and rivers.
"Boom boom boom" However, in the next moment, other people's attacks have arrived.
Dozens of core disciples have joined forces to attack.
Even if Ji Zilong has the ability to defeat Ji Jun Feihong, he cannot withstand it.
Even if he is hit, he is beaten.
Blood spurted from his mouth and he almost fell off the Baiweiding
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