"The strength is too weak!" Long Feiyun was still unsatisfied, and his eyes were brightly looked at the person in front of him.

"This is just a patrol guard. How powerful can it be? There must be masters in the ancestral land. The people who come now are much stronger than the few just now, but they are still just guardian guards." Wang Meng said, waved his hand, and a black robe instantly covered his body. Only a pair of eyes were left.

Long Feiyun also put on the hood.

"kill!"

The two of them took the initiative to kill each other without waiting for each other to approach.

For the Japanese, Wang Meng and Long Feiyun had no mercy at all. They were ruthless in their actions and would kill them with one blow!

More than twenty people came here, each of them was much more brave than those who had just passed, and they were not afraid of death and fought to the death.

But strength is the bottom line!

Wang Meng and Long Feiyun killed each other, just like cutting melons and vegetables. In less than a few minutes, they were beheaded.

If this were the past, let alone Wang Meng, even Long Feiyun would have to work hard to face so many ancient warriors. After all, there were too many people on the other side.

However, since Wang Meng and Long Feiyun Yin and Yang merged, they broke the seal in Wang Meng's body, and both of them benefited a lot, and their combat power was good.

"It's so powerful, it feels so good!" Long Feiyun waved the dagger into the void, still feeling unsatisfied.

"The master is here!" Wang Meng suddenly pulled Long Feiyun and retreated violently.

At this time, in the ancestral land, a bald old man wearing a black kimono came through the air. He could feel his powerful aura from afar.

The bald old man was flying without touching his feet, and countless figures followed him behind him.

This old man had a stronger aura than the previous defenders, and he was not one or two points stronger.

"Grass! I won't have trouble with them. What should come will come. Anyway, we can't get out if we don't pass through their ancestral land." Wang Meng said, and Swish, Gatling's machine gun was in his hand, dada dada, and then he started shooting, rushing forward while shooting.

Wang Meng had searched the memories of the guards he had killed and knew that the cliffs behind him could not be climbed. Only by passing through this ancestral land can he walk out of the abyss.

Gatlin's bullets were wild and covered in an overwhelming area.

The bald old man in front suddenly retreated under the white burst bullet, and he felt the threat of the bullet.

He retreated, and the ancient warriors behind him were the first to welcome the overwhelming bullets.

Those who were swept were beaten into sieves and knocked down.

Bang!

Long Feiyun was holding a hot spot three-dimensional positioning tracking sniper rifle and shot the bald old man flying backwards.

Hotspot three-dimensional positioning sniper rifle is an upgraded version of hotspot sniper rifle, avoiding interference from other hotspots. As long as the target is determined, you will never stop until you die.

The bald old man who flew backwards wondered, I had already left the danger range, why was there any danger approaching?

Being stared at by such a bullet, the outcome of the bald old man can be imagined.

Bang!

The bald old man turned around and used his hands to intercept the bullets that were flying.

Blood splashes.

One of the bald old men's palms was penetrated by bullets, and the bullets kept casting, bang!

The bald old man was shot in the eyebrows...

This hot three-dimensional sniper is too domineering. At the beginning, where are you aiming at the opponent, and in the end it hits, running to the black one by one...

Ga? My grass! Dead?

Wang Meng was stunned. He was ready to compete with the bald old man, but he didn't expect it to be so relaxed.

He didn't know that these ancient martial artists had never seen anything like guns because they lived in seclusion. If they knew that this thing was so powerful, maybe they would have equipped them too.

The most important thing is that they were caught off guard this time. Who would have thought that Wang Meng and Long Feiyun would fall from the sky?

Wow!

The ancient warriors were in chaos and fled in scattered places. They were all shocked by the hot weapons.

Long Feiyun was domineering. With one hand, he took back the sniper rifle and also took out a Gatling machine gun. A large row of bullets hung horizontally on his body.

Wang Meng and Long Feiyun were majestic, just Tutu.

The tongue of flames spits out, modern technological weapons strongly harvest ancient life.

The person who was harvested had martial arts in his body, but his flesh and blood body could not resist the penetration of metal.

Some ancient martial artists took action to block bullets, but the consequences can be imagined.

There were people falling to the ground again. As long as the rest were not fools, facing one-sided massacre, who would not run away from their lives?

Wang Meng and Long Feiyun advanced strongly and arrived at the ancestral land where the fireworks were just shining.

At this time, the torches in the ancestral land were already clear and life was in full swing.

The so-called ancestral land is too primitive.

Dozens of low stone houses are surrounded by a giant round arched ancient tomb!

The ancient tombs of the ancient tribe are all very large because the "inhabited" them all, and everyone has to occupy a place, and they also need to clean and offer sacrifices. When they are small, they become graves, and they are not tombs.

There were quite a few people in the Emperor's ancestral land. In addition to those who went out to fight, there were at least three or four hundred people at this time. However, no one came out to fight, but all surrounded the ancient tomb. Obviously, they loved to protect the ancestral tomb.

At this time, Wang Meng and Long Feiyun did not use Gatlin to thrust, because a powerful aura was emanating from the gloomy ancient tomb.

This aura is even stronger than the Emperor's Land.

Squeak!

The stone door of the ancient tomb suddenly slid horizontally to one side.

"Class leader!"

All the ancient emperor warriors around the tomb bowed together.

An old man wearing an eight-headed snake-colored kimono stepped out of the stone gate.

Just this step, the old man came to Wang Meng and Long Feiyun.

Ga?

Wang Meng and Long Feiyun were shocked. The speed of the old man was even more surprised that the old man's face was shocked.

Emperor's land?

Except for the different clothes from the Emperor's Land, this old man's appearance and even height are exactly the same as the Emperor's Land.

At this time, the Emperor's aura was strong. Although the man was not handsome, not tall, and was skinny, just standing there, an invisible aura suppressed Wang Meng and Long Feiyun, and they had to use their internal strength to offset it.

What Wang Meng and Long Feiyun didn't know was that this person was Emperor Datu, and the one who died was Emperor Xiaotu, and they were twin brothers.

The strength of Emperor Datu is much higher than that of Emperor Datu.

"I need pressure!" Wang Meng murmured in a low voice, blocking Long Feiyun in front of him. This sentence was passed to Long Feiyun through the cochlear communicator.

Long Feiyun understood Wang Meng's meaning and did not stop Wang Meng, but was careful and prepared to rescue him at any time.

"Here! I've met you two again for a long time!" The skinny emperor's eyes, with small eyes, looked at Wang Meng and Long Feiyun, and said.
Chapter completed!