The third thousand one hundred and nineteen chapters of the golden gun
"Oops, this guy is going to wake up!"
Fang Yue's expression changed slightly.
Sure enough, the ancient clans sleeping in these underground palaces have left behind their own back-ups. They cannot really be slaughtered by others and have no power to fight back! "Kill!"
An ancient Daluo Jinxian revived.
His eyes were open, and there was no sense left in them.
Just take action brazenly.
A skinny hand suddenly grasped Fang Yue's neck.
Fang Yue was not afraid and collided with him with one hand.
There was a bang.
The palm of the powerful man from the ancient Da Luo Jin Fairyland was shattered.
Originally, practitioners at the Da Luo Jin Immortal level were no longer a match for Fang Yue, but this Da Luo Jin Immortal from the ancient tribe had been exhausted over the endless years and could not even exert one-tenth of his peak combat power.
His current combat power is at the peak of the ordinary spirit fairy realm. Compared with Fang Yue, he is just hitting an egg against a stone.
"Soul Plunder!"
Fang Yue pressed a palm on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the ancient Daluo Jinxian.
A weak soul was stripped out.
Originally, the normal Daluo Jinxian would not be captured so easily by Fang Yue.
However, he is now in the weakest state in history and has no power to resist at all.
"Soul refining!"
Fang Yue growled.
Dozens of drops of golden soul liquid emerged, each of them round.
At the same time, Fang Yue also gained a full twenty copies of the will of the Tao.
"Rubbish!"
Fang Yue commented dissatisfiedly, a strong man at the level of Da Luo Jin Fairyland should not be so unbearable even if he is weak.
Dozens of drops of soul liquid and twenty copies of the masterless will of the Tao were basically all Fang Yue's gains.
As for the frail body, the life essence has long been drained away, and the bones have been squeezed dry and turned into bone meal.
These bone powders are used as medicine.
It can barely be regarded as the raw material of Da Luo Jin Fairyland level.
The other ancient tribes Daluo Jinxianjing and Xianjun also opened their eyes.
The death of their comrades stimulated them and they briefly woke up.
“Did the ancient clan’s city fall?
It has actually been invaded by a human race and entered the underground palace!"
A strong man from the ancient tribe at the level of Immortal Lord said to himself.
He opened his mouth, wanting to suck in the immortal energy in the air and restore part of his original power.
However, how could Fang Yue give him such an opportunity.
Before these ancient clans revived, Fang Yue had absorbed all the immortal energy in the underground palace and put away the immortal stones.
The immortal sucked for a long time, and finally absorbed the loneliness! He opened his mouth but did not speak.
Is this calculated by the human race?
It's really like a tiger being bullied by a dog! "Kill!"
An ancient Daluo Jinxian roared angrily. He was wearing golden armor, and a faint red light appeared on the surface of the armor.
This red light was the power of the enemy's flesh and blood that the armor had absorbed during many years of fighting with him. It was fed back to him at this moment, helping him quickly recover his energy and blood, and his skinny body became stronger in the blink of an eye.
His murderous intent is awe-inspiring.
Even though he knew he was outmatched by Fang Yue, he still had to swing his sword.
There are only ancient heroes who died standing, and there are no cowards who live on their knees.
This ancient clan tried their best to attack, even if they died together with Fang Yue! "It's sad to sing and cry!"
Fang Yue sighed slightly.
If it weren't for the different camps, Fang Yue would really want to applaud this strong man from the ancient clan.
Unfortunately, the way is different.
The two sides are in hostile camps, and it is destined that there is no possibility of sympathy for each other.
"Qi and blood stripping!"
Fang Yue's finger fell on the armor of the ancient clan's Daluo Jinxian.
The red light above quickly extinguished.
When it comes to controlling Qi and blood, Fang Yue is the real expert.
It's just a piece of armor, how could he be Fang Yue's opponent?
Daluo Jinxian of the ancient tribe was beaten back to his original form and became extremely weak again.
The strength of the sword is also strong on the outside and strong on the inside.
Then, Fang Yue dropped another hand knife.
Daluo Jinxian from the ancient tribe had his head split open and his brains were all over the floor.
"Separation of soul and body!"
Fang Yue peeled out the opponent's soul and quickly refined it.
Thirty-two drops of golden soul liquid, plus twenty-five copies of the will of Tao.
"What era is this? When did the human race become so powerful?"
An immortal king from an ancient tribe looked at Fang Yue critically.
He was just a great sage with astonishing fighting power. Killing the Daluo Jinxian in his clan seemed as simple as eating and drinking.
Even though the origins of these Da Luo Jinxian have been exhausted.
But the fighting consciousness they had honed in the Middle Ages was still there.
They actually died in Fang Yue's hands, so easily and simply.
Could it be that the human race is restoring the glory of the overlord of the underworld before hundreds of millions of civilization eras?
"Don't worry! The human race has not become strong yet, and has even declined unprecedentedly! I am the only one who is strong. I am worried that you will attack the human race after you recover, so I acted first to gain advantage!"
Fang Yue explained.
"Three Immortal Lords, which one of you will take action first or come together?"
Fang Yue has ignored the existence of the ancient clan's Da Luo Jinxian and those at the pinnacle level of the Spiritual Immortal Realm.
Under the premise that their origins are exhausted, they are not Fang Yue's enemies at all.
"We were both the top warriors of an era. If they join forces, wouldn't it be a disgrace to us?"
An immortal king from the ancient tribe said coldly.
His eyes were filled with disdain for Fang Yue.
How dare a mere junior say such a thing?
Although their origins have been exhausted.
But it’s still not something that a random cat or dog can humiliate! “Then let’s do it one by one! Which one of you will be first?”
Fang Yue looked at these three immortal kings from the ancient clan and said with a cold snort.
"Let me take action first!"
One of the powerful ancients from the fifth level of the Immortal King Realm spoke up.
"In the medieval times, I, the Golden Gun, was once a mighty and powerful man! Your death in my hands today can be regarded as a kind of blessing for you!"
An immortal king from the ancient tribe wearing golden armor spoke.
There was an indifferent look in his eyes.
In his body, Fang Yue could not feel the slightest weakness after the source was exhausted.
At this time, Fang Yue's heart suddenly contracted.
He felt as if he had missed something.
"Here comes the gun!"
Golden Gun raised his hand.
A dark golden gun shadow broke through the sky.
The cold gun shadow turned into a streak of light and instantly pierced Fang Yue's heart.
Fang Yue was nailed to the wall of the underground palace.
Fang Yue's eyes widened and he exclaimed.
"How can this be?"
Fang Yue was shocked.
Aren’t these three ancient clan’s Immortal Lords exhausted?
It’s pretty good to be able to retain an achievement despite having a lot of strength.
But now it seems that this golden gun is still in full swing.
"How is it impossible?"
The immortal king of the ancient tribe sneered.
"Do you really think that we will not be able to display our true strength due to the depletion of our origins?
In the Middle Ages, not everyone established the Tao based on their origin.
In the Middle Ages, thousands of races competed for supremacy, and the stars shone brightly."
“Different civilizations and different orthodoxies exist in the world.
The original way is just one of the mainstream choices! There are different people who have taken different routes based on the original way!"
“Back then, when I was 3,000 years old, I was a master of the art of spear, and I could connect myself with the art of spear in the dark.
Even if you have just recovered and have no original power, you can still summon the spear to kill gods and demons!"
Jin Gun said proudly.
"So that's it! No, all strong men are relying on the origin..." A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Fang Yue's mouth.
His heart was pierced, and his whole body was nailed to the stone wall.
A pair of eyes are empty and lifeless, as if their life has been exhausted and they are gradually dying! "The genius of the human race is nothing more than this!"
Jin Qiang said proudly.
"Gunway?
When a gun is fired, hundreds of soldiers lurk! The gun is the king of hundreds of soldiers! It is indeed worthy of its reputation!"
Behind Jin Qiang, Fang Yue's voice reappeared.
"Are you not dead?"
Jin Qiang suddenly turned around.
His eyes widened and he looked at Fang Yue.
All of them had expressions of astonishment.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Yue slashed down with his sword.
The light of the sword contains a hint of magic power at the level of the Immortal Lord of the Death Emperor.
The black sword light fell, swallowing up all the surrounding light! "Qiang!"
The Golden Spear is, after all, a master-level existence in the art of marksmanship.
He hurriedly raised the spear in his hand and blocked Fang Yue's sword.
Swords and spears echoed in the air.
Both sides trembled.
Fang Yue's tiger's mouth came out, and a stream of blood spilled out.
"What a powerful illusion! It's a pity that these bells and whistles are just tricks after all! Real power depends on absolute strength!"
The smile on Jin Gun's lips reappeared.
He is still confident that he is invincible! Even if Fang Yue makes a sneak attack, he is still no match for him! A cold look appeared on Fang Yue's face.
"The gun masters are indeed well-deserved! Logically speaking, by using the Qi at the level of the Immortal Lord, I should already have combat power comparable to the level of the Immortal Lord. However, your source is exhausted and you are unprepared.
You will be my opponent! But, after all, I underestimated your strength!"
Fang Yue sighed.
"If it's a fair fight, I'm indeed no match for you. It's a pity that I have to win today's battle!"
"noob!"
Fang Yue called out in a low voice.
A white kitten suddenly emerged from a crack in the ground.
It meowed.
He shook his head, opened his mouth, and engulfed the ancient clan's Immortal Lord.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Jin Qiang's expression suddenly changed.
He felt a strong threat from Xiao Bai that he had never felt before.
A black hole formed in Xiaobai's mouth, and the irresistible suction force rolled out from it.
The golden gun tried to resist, but in the end it was powerless.
He was swallowed up by the black hole, and in an instant he was swallowed into Xiaobai's belly.
"Break the sky with one shot!"
The golden gun roared in Xiaobai's belly.
"Meow!"
Xiaobai called out softly.
The golden spear. The spear at the level of the Immortal Lord in his hand was gradually being smelted and digested, and even the armor on his body gradually disappeared, becoming nourishment in Xiaobai's belly! "No! Let me out!"
Golden Gun roared.
However, his roar gradually became weaker.
Without the spear in his hand, his connection with the gun lane became even weaker.
That spear is his weapon of enlightenment, and his connection with the Way of Guns is entrusted in it.
Now, this medium is broken.
The origin of the golden gun is weak.
I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to escape from Xiaobai's belly again!