Chapter 2672 Responsible for the Monster Race, Responsible for Yourself

It's a pity that the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is the backbone.

Chang Lubing's giant claws and Liu Lang's Wutian Sacred Tablet hit the altar master almost at the same time. However, the next moment, the altar master's figure shattered into pieces and disappeared into a sky full of stars.

"Mirror image!"

Liu Lang's face suddenly became ugly.

The master of the altar is good at using phantom formations. He has already experienced this point, but Liu Lang did not expect that the mirror image created by the master of the altar can be so real that it is impossible to distinguish it when standing face to face.

"Walk!"

After being stunned for about a second, Liu Lang quickly took out the talisman. To this day, Liu Lang doesn't know the way to get in and out of the altar. If he wants to get out, he can only go through this talisman.

Holding Chang Lubing with one hand, the other hand quickly cast out the formula. With the brilliance shining, the figures of Liu Lang and Chang Lubing immediately became blurred, which was the precursor to entering the transmission channel.

"boom!"

But at this moment, the talisman hanging in mid-air exploded.

The teleportation brilliance dissipated, and the figures of Liu Lang and Chang Lu Bing became solid again.

"Use what I gave you to escape, do you think it's possible to succeed?" The deep voice of the altar master resounded from all directions, making Liu Lang's scalp numb for a while.

However, Liu Lang did not give up.

"There is also the Wutian Sacred Monument."

Liu Lang immediately sent a voice transmission to Chang Lubing to let Chang Lubing relax.

The sacred artifact has the ability to travel through the void. After the two of them entered the Wutian Sacred Monument, even if they could not escape from the sky, they could at least protect themselves to a certain extent if they walked out of this world.

However, Liu Lang said it twice, but Chang Lubing didn't respond.

"Senior Changlu!"

Liu Lang turned his head and looked, only to find that Chang Lu Bing's gaze had become dull. If he hadn't known for a long time that there was a soul belonging to the human race under this huge body, Liu Lang would have thought that this was a completely A complete monster.

"How do we wake him up?" Liu Lang instantly became anxious,

And at this moment, Chang Lubing suddenly stretched out his huge claws and grabbed Liu Lang's body.

Liu Lang tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't use any strength at all.

Yes, he has the power to fight against Tianzun, but he can only fight against ordinary Tianzun, and Chang Lubing is the peak body of Tianzun, who can fly to the outside world and travel in the starry sky with one step.

"Thank you for sending me a right-hand man."

The next moment, the figure of the altar lord reappeared, looked at Liu Lang and said with a chuckle, "Originally, I didn't want your life, but you don't know the fun, so you can't blame me."

Liu Lang's face suddenly turned pale.

In fact, at the very beginning, Liu Lang had this kind of worry, so he included Chang Lubing in the Wutian Sacred Monument. Unexpectedly, in the end, the worry became a reality. Chang Lubing, who was in the body of a monster, was controlled by the altar master up.

"kill him!"

The master of the altar showed killing intent in his eyes, pointed at Liu Lang, and shouted in a low voice.

This order was naturally given to Chang Lubing.

Chang Lubing mechanically raised the other front paw, and then dropped it abruptly.

"You can't live without committing evil." The altar master curled his lips and murmured.

"boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the altar trembled suddenly, and the giant claws with long reeds stopped suddenly. At this time, the giant claws were less than one centimeter away from the top of Liu Lang's head. Press down a little, and Liu Lang would be wiped out in ashes.

"what happened?"

The owner of the altar was stunned. He had stayed in the altar for millions of years. This kind of situation had never happened before.

Just about to find out, a joking voice suddenly came from not far away.

"It's very lively!"

"Who?" The altar master was taken aback. Every part of the altar was under strict surveillance. If someone came in, he would know immediately, not to mention that this was the core of the entire altar.

"Me!" Following the voice, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes appeared in front of the altar master.

"Who are you?" The master of the altar looked up and down the middle-aged Taoist priest, his eyes full of vigilance. Although the opponent's aura is not strong, it gives people an extremely dangerous feeling, so we have to guard against it.

"Old Zhao, old Zhao!" Before the middle-aged Taoist could answer, Liu Lang had already shouted at the top of his voice.

Because, the person who came was none other than Zhao Wude.

"I'll wipe it, you're here too!"

Zhao Wude followed the voice and found Liu Lang. At this moment, Liu Lang's body was held by a giant claw of Changlu Bing, only his head was exposed outside, and on top of his head was another giant claw. If you don't look carefully, you really can't see it.

"Stop talking nonsense, save me quickly."

Seeing Zhao Wude's gloating appearance, Liu Lang said depressingly.

"Save you? Why save you?" Zhao Wude asked with a puzzled expression.

He had been imprisoned by Liu Lang for so long, and now, seeing Liu Lang deflated, he was not to mention how happy he was, and felt a sense of pleasure of getting his revenge.

"I..." Liu Lang almost choked to death.

To be honest, he and Zhao Wude didn't have much personal relationship, even if Zhao Wude was finally released from the Wutian Sacred Monument, it was still a deal, and Zhao Wude didn't owe him anything at all.

"I have clues about your father in my hand. If I hang up, you will never find him again." After calming down for a moment, Liu Lang suddenly thought of Zhao Wude's life gate, and said loudly.

"I'm convinced!"

Zhao Wude immediately admitted that if there were no problems with the sealing formation, he had already taken Yaohuang to Zuoqiu League, and the purpose of rushing to Zuoqiu League was to ask Liu Lang about the location of the rule palace.

He really couldn't watch Liu Lang die.

"That's enough of you! Do you think I don't exist?" Seeing Liu Lang and Zhao Wude talking nonchalantly, the altar master's nose twisted in anger, and he howled loudly, interrupting their conversation.

"You don't exist in the first place. What's the point of making a mirror image to pretend to be a tiger here? If there is a way to drive this deity over here! Let's fight for 300 rounds!" Zhao Wude looked at the altar master again, shook his head, and said confidently.

"Who the hell are you?"

The fear in the eyes of the altar lord deepened.

Inside the altar, except for him, no one can distinguish the mirror image from the real, no, there is one person who is a special case. Tens of thousands of years ago, that person walked into the altar in a grand manner, and walked out in a grand manner. Until now, the altar owner is still deeply impressed.

"The person who saw you off!"

Zhao Wude poked his neck and said: "I have taken a fancy to this altar. If you are sensible, pack up your bed and get out. I can save your life. If you are stubborn, I can only dig a hole and kill you on the spot." Buried."

Before entering the altar, Zhao Wude felt that the altar was a place of geomantic omen. After entering the altar, this feeling became even worse. Only by taking down the altar can we regain face.

This is to be responsible to the Yaozu, but also to oneself.