Chapter 1120: Absolute Shadow of a Thousand Chances
Outside the high-rise building.
Lin Huang raised his eyes and looked at the falling black ball, frowning slightly.
Then, Lin Huang reached out and slapped the black iron ball away with one palm.
boom.
Just when Lin Huang took the shot of the black iron ball, there was a loud sound in the void.
The entire tall building was engulfed in smoke and dust, and the building began to rapidly disintegrate.
Within a few breaths, many figures appeared around the tall building. The tall building collapsed instantly, something unusual must have happened.
but……
When the middle-aged man in red walked out of the smoke, everyone who came around bowed their heads respectfully.
"It's okay, it's all gone!"
The middle-aged man in red waved his hand and said calmly.
The next moment, the place where the ruined high-rise building was was once again without a trace.
The middle-aged man in red squatted down. He looked at the ruins of the high-rise building under him and frowned slightly, "Did you get bombed?"
"Ahem!"
At this moment, behind the middle-aged man in red, a slight cough sounded in the smoke and dust that had not yet dispersed.
Soon, the smoke dissipated.
In front of the middle-aged man in red, there was a young man in black standing quietly with blood all over his body. His hand that had previously slapped the black iron ball had become bloody and bloody, and the white bones could be seen.
Simply speaking, the young man has an extremely powerful repair ability. Even his almost useless arm showed signs of recovery in just a dozen breaths.
"Um?"
Looking at the young man in front of him, the middle-aged man in red gave a puzzled hum, which seemed to be a bit beyond his expectation. "Even the arm was not broken. Is there a flaw somewhere? Or..."
The middle-aged man in red raised his head, looked at Lin Huang, and then was slightly surprised: "Your body is not simple. Did you practice the Holy Body? But it doesn't look like the Holy Body of the Phoenix Clan, but it still has a hint of feeling!"
"Do you know who I am?"
Lin Huang coughed and vomited blood.
"Those who can escape the hunt of Qianji Jueying must at least be at the Holy King realm. And I have seen all the young people in the clan who are at the Holy King realm, but you are not among them!"
"A little martial saint can escape thousands of opportunities. You are very good! You are not a member of the clan! Are you Lin Huang?"
The middle-aged man in red said.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, "What is Thousand Planes Jueying?"
"Good question!"
The middle-aged man in red seemed to be more interested in talking to Lin Huang. As he waved his hand, a strange weapon appeared in his palm.
At least Lin Huang has never seen it.
I haven't seen it in ancient books either.
It has a long hollow black iron pipe.
It has a palm-sized black box.
It has a small and delicate wrench.
There is also a telescope.
The middle-aged man in red held up Qianji Jueying and pointed it at Lin Huang...
In an instant, the sense of danger that penetrated the whole body flooded the forest wilderness again.
"This is... using physical objects as materials and using formations as the core to promote the launch of hidden weapons?"
Lin Huang was suddenly startled and suspicious, and at the same time... he was also amazed. The moment he saw the Thousand Planes Jue Ying, he seemed to have seen a perfect work of art.
I also saw a deadly weapon.
"Do you know formations?"
The middle-aged man in red asked.
"Learned a little bit!"
Lin Huang nodded, and then asked: "The principle is similar to the existence of the formation puppet, with the formation as the center of operation and control, so as to achieve the purpose of control? Or is it derived from the idea of organism?"
"It's not easy to see through the core at a glance!"
The middle-aged man in red nodded, "It's just that this is the simplest structure... It took me nearly ten years from conception to drawings, testing, adjustment, and re-production...
The birth of this Thousand Machines Jueying!"
"In this way, even a mortal can snipe and kill all the warriors under the Holy King as long as he holds the Thousand Planes Jue Ying!"
The middle-aged man in red said proudly.
Lin Huang shook his head, "It is very powerful, but not powerful enough... If you want to snipe the Holy King or Holy Emperor, you need more precious materials and a formation with stronger explosive power!"
"Moreover, if you want to pursue fatal killings, you must pursue the ultimate speed and the accuracy of hidden weapons. This requires considering too many factors and requires extremely high requirements for those who can wield thousands of machines and shadows!"
"And not only that..."
Lin Huang paused for a moment, then continued: "I once saw a strong man from the Xuantian God Clan shoot a shocking arrow on the ruins of the battlefield. That arrow could go up to the sky and into the earth, traveling through the void and years, and contained the power of Tao.
, as long as the prey does not die, the arrow feathers will not be destroyed!"
"This hidden weapon launched by Qianji Jueying can achieve peak speed, but it has no soul! Even if it can evolve to hunt the Holy Emperor in your hands, the physical healing ability of the strong Holy Emperor is too fast.
Strong, even a hidden weapon that only pierces the skull may not have an impact on them!"
"Moreover, speed is one thing, but the power of a hidden weapon is another! That big black iron ball just now is enough to kill an ordinary Holy King. But how big does it take to kill a Holy King?
The power of!”
Listening to Lin Huang's chatter, the middle-aged man in red didn't say much, "I think about a lot... I just think too highly of myself!"
"Have you ever understood the nature of formations?"
"Have you ever understood the nature of vitality?"
"Why is it that the palm of your hand's vitality can penetrate cracked gold and stone, but others can't? Is it because you are stronger, or because you have mastered the use of part of your vitality, you can exert greater power?"
"There are many martial arts in the world, each with different powers. The origin can be traced back to the application of vitality and rules. In this case...why must the vitality be used only by people. Instead of using formations and applying them to weapons, let the weapons...
…Um……"
The middle-aged man in red seemed to be talking. After thinking for a while, he continued: "Let the weapons also have established ideas. In this way, can Qianji Jueying really only be able to launch hidden weapons in a straight line?"
"If I magnify Qianji Jueying ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times, can I kill a Holy Emperor! If Qianji Jueying has as big a territory as the Phoenix clan, can I kill a quasi-emperor?
?”
A few words from the middle-aged man in red.
Lin Huang was immediately stunned.
He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was wearing a somewhat arrogant and evil look, and frowned. He really dared to think about it. If such a weapon really existed, what kind of amazing formation would be needed as a driving force? Among the hidden weapons
The formation contained in it explodes, and how powerful it must be.
But once it does appear, I am afraid that it will really be possible to cross state lines overnight and kill targets thousands of miles away.
Liu Suifeng and Huang Zhaozu both said that Huang Wuxie was very...
...could it be this evil method?
"Are you here to find me?"
Huang Wuxie, a middle-aged man in red clothes, asked next.
Lin Huang nodded.
"Want the secret key?"
Lin Huang continued to nod.
"Little things!"
Huang Wuxie nodded calmly, but then continued: "I have two other weapons... Can you help me test their power? You have a special physique, so you shouldn't die!"
Lin Huang suddenly had a head as big as an ox. He looked at Huang Wuxie and his heart beat. A head that could create the Thousand Planes Shadow and that black iron ball must be different from ordinary people.