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Chapter 153: The Secrets of the Wild World

Under the clear starry sky, boundless screams were heard in succession, and the bodies of elites from all walks of life turned into blood mist, falling from the sky, dyeing the originally peaceful land red...

At this moment, Leng Binghan's heart was filled with despair. If he had known this, why would he rush here in such a hurry? He thought he could get a bargain, but he didn't know that he would even lose his life here.

"Three adults, have mercy on us, we don't dare to do it anymore!" It seemed that everyone was scared to death and kept crying and begging!

In mid-air, Leng Binghan, who had escaped Li Qingquan's bombardment, gritted his teeth and said: "Fellow Taoists, there are only three of them, let's escape separately!"

"Whoosh!"

Their reaction was very quick. After Leng Binghan's words fell to the ground, they transformed into a flying rainbow and fled towards the distant sky.

"Come down! Roar!" Yang Jian roared upon seeing this, like the sound of heaven, stirring up circles of golden ripples and spreading throughout the sky.

"ah……"

Amidst the shrill screams, all the fleeing elites from all walks of life fell from the sky. Many monks who had just entered the realm of quasi-sages were blown into powder by golden ripples, with blood splattering everywhere, and they died on the spot!

"Ah! No, don't..." They were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and they ran away frantically, hoping to escape from this hell on earth as soon as possible.

Li Qingquan and three others followed closely and killed them one by one with overwhelming force.

Time passed, and eventually there were only a dozen or so people left among the number 100.

"Damn, damn!" Leng Binghan kept dodging Yang Jian's attacks, the despair in his eyes getting stronger and stronger.

"I'll fight with you!" In the end, Leng Binghan, who couldn't run anymore, turned pale. He slapped his chest suddenly, summoned a strange little wooden sign, passed his true energy, and turned it into a huge

The incomparable stars smashed down with ferocious looks.

Feeling the power contained in the stars, Yang Jian suddenly felt chills all over his body, and his chest was sore from the starlight emitted by the star that hit him, as if a ball of flame was burning on his skin.

, very close at hand.

"No!" Man Niu's pupils shrank and he shouted: "Erlang, get out of the way!"

As he spoke, he took out the green bamboo stick he had used before, and instantly transformed it into a huge mace, and blasted it out with incomparable ferocity.

Yang Jian flew out almost as soon as Man Niu finished speaking and came to Li Qingming's side.

The emerald green mace as thick as a sky pillar carried supreme fierce power, like a wild and ferocious beast, and was drawn towards the huge stars above.

"boom!"

A wisp of heavenly sound from the Dao fell from the sky, the mace emitted a bright brilliance, splitting the void, and an inexplicable Dao rhyme rippled out, colliding with the stars, making a deafening sound.

When the two intersect, the vegetation disappears, the stars and rivers are shattered, and the sky collapses!

After all, the huge stars were no match for the green bamboo sticks that Li Qingming carefully selected for Man Niu. The brilliant green light passed through the center of the stars, splitting it from the center and completely shattering it.

"puff!"

Leng Binghan Dakou**, who used a secret method to extract his own life force and carried out this desperate blow, not only had his coat shattered, but even the mana fluctuations throughout his body became ethereal.

He looked at Barbarian Niu with great hatred and said: "Don't let me escape, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!"

"You won't have this chance, I will destroy you physically and mentally!" Man Niu replied indifferently, the bamboo stick in his hand flashed with green light, and turned into an unrivaled sharp three-foot green peak. One sword

Stab out, a hole was made in the void, Leng Binghan's head was directly stabbed through, and even the soul did not escape.

Among the dignified Yasheng and the three hundred elites in the Zhongtian world, only one Taoist Zhenjia was left, and the rest all perished, leaving no one alive.

Seeing that the originally peaceful paradise had turned into the mess that it is now, Li Qingming smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Damn it, there are really unpredictable things!"

Instructing Yang Jian to clean up the battlefield, Li Qingming dragged out Zhen Jia who was pressed into the ground by the giant axe.

At this moment, Taoist Zhenjia was in a state of embarrassment, his black robe was torn in many places, and his already wretched face became even more unworthy of the audience after being kissed at close range by Da Di.

Dragging Zhen Jia in his hand, Li Qingming came to Man Niu, glared at him angrily, and said: "Tell me about it, my 'good' brother!"

Man Niu touched the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "What do you want to know, brother?"

"That strong man must be the ancestor of the barbarians, right? And what about the small hatchet?" Li Qingming frowned and asked all the doubts in his heart.

Manniu took a deep breath, looked at Sakyamuni and others who were approaching, and said: "Yes, that strong man is indeed the ancestor of my barbarian tribe, the ancestor of the barbarian tribe?"

Xuan Tian frowned and said: "It is said that in order to break through to the realm of heaven, the ancestors of Manhuang practiced Pangu's way and created the world. However, due to the lack of true energy, the ancestors of Manhuang died after opening up the world of barbarians.

After death, his blood gave birth to the barbarian clan, and the rest, such as hair, bones, heart and liver, etc., all turned into wild and ferocious beasts. Could it be that the barbarian ancestor is not dead?"

Manniu slowly shook his head and said: "You fellow Taoists don't know something! Back then, our ancestors really wanted to break through the last step, so they opened up the wilderness world. But when the opening was completed, a group of high-level people suddenly appeared

The dark shadow sneaked up on the ancestor and stole the ancestor’s most precious treasure, the Wild God Axe, thus causing the ancestor’s death.”

"That's not right. Doesn't that mean that the ancestor of the wilderness has still fallen?" Li Qingquan frowned and said.

Man Niu signaled everyone to be calm and continued: "Originally, our ancestors thought that they would definitely die! However, there is a glimmer of hope under the law of heaven. After our ancestors opened up the wilderness world, they actually gave birth to a special innate gift on their own.

The most precious treasure, the statue of the wild god."

Having said this, Man Niu touched his head and continued: "As long as there is still a trace of the soul left, it can be warmed and nourished in the wild god statue, and then slowly recover! Countless years have passed, and the power of the ancestor's soul has also

It has returned to its peak state, and has even improved!"

"Oh no, doesn't that mean he has the same strength as half a step of heaven?" Yang Jian came back after cleaning up the battlefield and said in surprise.

Barbarian Niu shook his head and said: "No! The ancestor only has the power of the soul left. If he wants to go out, he can only use the body of our barbarians that was transformed from the ancestor's blood. So over the years, the old man has

Our ancestors have always been living among the idols!"

"Have you found the murderer?" Li Qingquan suddenly asked.

Man Niu shook his head in disappointment and said, "No, but now I have some clues!" As he said that, he glanced at Taoist Zhen Jia beside him with ill intentions.

"Oh! I understand!" Li Qingming clapped his hands, suddenly kicked Zhen Jia who was lying on the ground, and said, "I said, you have heard enough! Shouldn't you tell us what we want to know?

?”

"Ouch!" Taoist Zhenjia was kicked and turned over. There was a trace of fear, a trace of fear and a trace of hatred in his pair of small green bean-sized eyes!

"Hey! There's so much resentment!" Li Qingquan said something sinister, and with one hand he lifted up slightly, grabbed Zhen Jia from the air, and then threw him to the ground with great ferocity.

"Bang!"

The huge force created a ten centimeter crater in the ground.

"Hiss!" The external pain affected the internal wounds, making Zhen Jia's small body instantly curl up in pain, and his wretched face suddenly became extremely ferocious.

"Is there still so much resentment?" Li Qingquan, the former demon of the universe, finally began to show his ferocious true colors.

As the saying goes, evil people will be punished by evil people. At this moment, Zhen Jia endured the pain inflicted both internally and externally, squeezed out a smile and said: "Of course I don't dare to resent you adults!"

Li Qingquan nodded and said, "That's good! Tell me, who gave you that hatchet?"

Zhen Jia cursed Li Qingquan in his heart for not being a human being. At the same time, he also resented Mobei King Huntian: "It's all because of you. If you didn't give me that hatchet, I would have ended up like this."

?Even if I die, I will still use you as my backer!"

Thinking of this, a trace of ruthlessness quietly flashed in his eyes, and he said: "My lords, that small hatchet was given to me by King Huntian of Mobei when I rescued him from the northern city of Hanyuan Ancient City. He

What is it that is an innate treasure? It is a sacred object obtained by his father, the ancestor of all demons, who killed an enemy back then. It can kill immortals and gods, it is extremely powerful!"

"Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons!" Manniu heard this and shouted through gritted teeth: "I should have thought a long time ago that besides this old bastard, Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, who else has the ability to sneak attack a person who is half a step to the peak of Heavenly Dao?

A strong man in this realm! What an ancestor of all demons, what a cruel heart!"

Li Qingming glanced at Zhen Jia hesitantly, but found a trace of schadenfreude in his eyes. With a move in his heart, he directly covered Zhen Jia's head with his big hand and said: "Your name is Zhen Jia, right! Remember,

When you lie to others in the next life, don’t show any strange color on your face!”

"What...what! I don't understand what you mean, sir?" A look of panic flashed across Zhen Jia's face, and he suppressed it immediately.

"Buzz!"

Li Qingming didn't bother to explain to him, and the soul-searching technique was activated immediately. The majestic power of the soul penetrated Zhen Jia's sea of ​​consciousness and soul pervasively.

In an instant, everything Zhen Jia had experienced in his life was displayed before Li Qingming's eyes.

After a while, Li Qingming gently exhaled a breath and said: "This guy dares to lie to me. He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

Having said this, he forced out a piece of soul fire and shot it into Zhen Jia's body.

"Bang!"

Before anyone could react to Li Qingming's actions, Zhen Jia's body and soul had completely turned into ashes and dissipated in mid-air.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Li Qingquan looked at Li Qingming with confusion and asked.

Li Qingming smiled and said: "This guy lied! I just used the soul-searching technique to investigate! This wild divine ax was indeed made by Huntian, but it was not the ancestor of all demons who killed the enemy at all.

What he got was given to him by others!"

"who?"

Everyone's eyes lit up and they stared at Li Qingming.

Li Qingming waved his hand and said: "Master of the Technological Lost City, Holy Master of the Blood Clan!" (To be continued.)


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