The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 938 The Palace of Divine Weapons

"You don't need to think too much about these," Ling Yu said.

Ding Zhen was taken aback, nodded and said: "Well, the most urgent thing is to ensure Yu Ling's safety first, we are almost there."

The vast starry sky is boundless.

In a remote corner, a crimson planet is like a huge burning fireball, emitting a fiery temperature. It is a bit like the sun, but its size is at least a hundred times that of the sun.

Before he got close, Ding Zhen was already dripping with sweat.

"Can you hold it?" Ling Yu's face remained normal.

Ding Zhen's eyes were determined, "Yes!"

The two of them landed on this planet like dust invisible to the naked eye.

Ling Yu's body was filled with golden light, separated from the flames and high temperature, and his face was calm and calm.

Ding Zhen was going all out, and his momentum exploded, so as not to be affected.

Looking around, there are seas of flames everywhere, without any trace of life.

But Ding Zhen has already been here once, and he is familiar with the road, leading Ling Yu to walk forward along a strange track.

The deeper you go, the lower the temperature.

Ding Zhen gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

At the end of a vast sea of ​​flames, there stands a palace, and the sound of metal and iron clanging can be heard from the palace.

"I once stopped here and separated from my sister." Ding Zhen looked solemnly, "The Palace of Divine Weapons, which uses the divine fire of this planet to train divine weapons. It is a huge arsenal, and the amount of weapons produced is terrifying."

Ling Yu said: "Is this the place where the resources mined by the Shenman mine are sent... No, although the palace is big, it is still incomparable with the scale of the mine. There should be other similar processing and forging places."

Ding Zhen nodded, "There should be no doubt about the war, but now I just don't know which side is behind it, or which big bosses want to make trouble."

While talking, the two approached the palace.

Some secret whistles went back to report, and some bright whistles came up directly to stop them.

Those who blocked were directly killed by Ding Zhen.

He took the lead, unstoppable, releasing the suppression of a century to his heart's content, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and the more he fought, the more fierce he became.

With his hands in his pockets, Ling Yu strolled along, covering tens of thousands of meters with one step, and followed behind Ding Zhen unhurriedly.

"Who...is you!"

A man in a red robe came out with a terrible breath, his eyes fell on Ding Zhen, his brows were tightly frowned, "How did you escape from the mine?"

"Where is my sister?" Seeing this person, Ding Zhen was like a furious beast with murderous intent, and his hair danced wildly, rushing straight up.

The man in the red robe sneered, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the monstrous flames surged out, turning into eighteen fire dragons in the void, roaring intertwined.

Ding Zhen used his hand as a knife, and the light of the knife bloomed, beheading all eighteen fire dragons.

The man in the red robe showed a startled look, snorted coldly, and made a tactic with both hands. The beheaded fire dragon merged into one, turned back into a sea of ​​flames, and engulfed Ding Zhen.

Ding Zhen rushed out of the sea of ​​flames, bathed in flames, appeared above the head of the man in red robe, and fell with his saber.

"what!"

The man in the red robe let out a scream, one arm was chopped off, and blood spattered.

Ding Zhen landed on the ground, strangled him by the neck, and lightly lifted him up in the air.

"Say it!"

The man in the red robe was frightened, shocked and hated, "How come your strength has become so much stronger... But, if you come here, you don't even want to go back alive!"

"You don't need to ask him." Ling Yu walked over, and casually gouged out the red-robed man's eyeballs, "Look for yourself, kill him."

Ding Zhen would not have the slightest doubt about Ling Yu, and immediately followed suit.

Ling Yu crushed his eyeballs, and the spots of light emerged and condensed, turning into a picture, in which was the memory of the man in the red robe.

"He doesn't have a high status and doesn't know much, but you can be sure that your sister is not dead yet." Ling Yu looked at Ding Zhen.

Ding Zhen was extremely excited, a boulder weighing on his heart was finally released, and he let out a sigh of relief, "In a few hours, she will be sacrificed to the sword, and we must save her before this time."

The main hall has eighteen floors, and the two entered the first floor.

As soon as they entered, they found someone waiting for them.

The trap is activated and the formation is in operation.

The soles of the two people's feet suddenly turned into magma, the bubbles in the magma exploded, the temperature was terrifying, and the void was burned.

"This is our weapon refining furnace, let's make it a raw material!" Someone sneered disdainfully.

It's too presumptuous for just two people to break into the Palace of Divine Weapons!
However, as soon as the words fell, a golden light shot up into the sky, turning into a huge sword, majestic and full of sword intent.

The void was annihilated under this sword, and everything in the void disappeared.

The huge hall on the first floor was empty in an instant, the killing array was gone, the furnace for refining weapons was gone, the weapons were gone, and the people who refined soldiers... were gone!

Only Ling Yu was left.

"Go upstairs."

Ding Zhen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and finally he could only nod like a chicken pecking rice, and hurriedly followed Mr.

The ranks of the Divine Weapon Palace are strict, and the higher the level, the stronger the person.

However, Ling Yu's speed of breaking through the second floor does not seem to be slower than the first floor.

The shot is only a moment, and the time is mainly spent on walking...

The base layer is completely wiped out, and the upper layer shakes.

When Ling Yu led Ding Zhen to the tenth floor, there was no one alive below.

Strangely, this floor was empty.

"Have they all withdrawn?" Ding Zhen was confused.

Ling Yu shook his head, "They want to train us to death."

"Hahaha, you actually saw it!"

Suddenly an old voice sounded, gloomy, "But, so what? After killing so many of us, you two are destined to die here today!"

"Open the furnace, light the fire!"

"I want to appreciate the process of their pain to death, that expression must be very interesting..."

The surrounding walls, above the head and under the feet, suddenly turned red, the light was dazzling, exuding scorching heat, and the space was distorted.

Magma seeped out from every corner, and runes lit up one after another, forming a cage that bound Ling Yu and the two of them.

"We use this layer as a sacred furnace, and we use the burning flame, which is a divine fire that can burn even rules!"

A sneer sounded from nowhere, and the surrounding temperature was getting higher and higher. Ding Zhen could feel that what that guy said was true, and the rules in this area began to disappear.

"The method is good." Ling Yu praised, "It's a pity that it doesn't work."

He took a step forward and broke the cage casually. The people who were hiding somewhere suddenly shut up, only the sound of their tense and surprised breathing could be heard.

When Ling Yu grasped the void, all the magma flames gathered, and the temperature was concentrated at this point. This point contained unimaginable hot energy density, and the light was dazzling, like a small sun.

"Get ready to go directly to the No.18 floor." Ling Yu said.

Ding Zhen was taken aback, before he could react, Ling Yu threw out the little sun.

The void burst, and the roar was deafening.

A destructive solar storm swept across the upper floor, destroying everything. The people who hid on the tenth floor were the first to be directly gasified under the terrifying high temperature, leaving no bones left!

(End of this chapter)