Chapter 210 The Shura Realm that even Yang Gui has never heard of
A seasoned man's head is straightened out, and he glares angrily and asks why others cut off his head. This scene is really weird and funny.
Needless to say, it's weird. What's funny is that Yang Gui is cosplaying a dung beetle, using Zhang Sanfeng's head as a ball to push and play, making Zhang Sanfeng's voice bumpy, rising and falling, like a stuck disk.
"Old Wuwuwuguigui, what the hell are you doing by pushing my head?"
"Nonsense, Mr. Turtle has no legs now. It will be easier to push you around."
Yang Gui's movement was inconvenient, and the world's suppression of true energy was also great. He had been resurrecting Zhang Sanfeng like an intravenous drip for more than two hours, and it almost completely drained his true energy.
The situation here is unknown, extremely dangerous and strange. After staying here for more than two hours, who knows if it is still safe or not, and whether there will be monsters like the Carapace Wolf just now. If there is an enemy, just look at Zhang Sanfeng, who only has one head left.
, and Yang Gui, who had exhausted his true energy, could only wait to die.
To be on the safe side, it was better to shoot in another place and move the position first. Yang Gui was in a very bad state at this time. Not to mention pushing Zhang Sanfeng's head away, he even wanted to put Lao Zhang's head on his belly as a wheel.
Lao Zhang took him away with him.
Zhang Sanfeng turned his eyes downward when he heard this, and sure enough he saw that Yang Gui was only half of his body.
"Oh, I never thought you, old turtle, would have such a miserable day."
Indeed, Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng have never been in such a mess since they were born. If placed in this state, they would have been two mutilated corpses to others.
But let alone us beasts, even a very small number of Gonglan people are qualified to meet King Yang Gui. It is far away from here, about 8,000 miles away, and there is no tribe of Yang Gui people."
Therefore, we also hope that those Gonglan people who are full of bloodthirsty killings will rest at the same time, leaving us an opportunity for a sneak attack. After watching for a long time, we also found that those people did go to rest when they were tired, and then often
Killed in his sleep.
"Zhang Sanfeng has a good environment. It is easy for life to be born. Every life that can survive is a weak existence. But you estimate that the blood evil energy will affect the mind, so they only have no killing instinct, let alone
Those beasts, even you felt that 'God' was stable for a while."
After being thrown away for seven years, the bird's brains were probably thrown out of the trachea, and then the Shura Realm used Tai Chi to catch him and throw him to the ground.
"On the contrary, that guy's brain is so muddle-headed that you would believe that he was the one who got it out of his head."
"So scary?" The Shura world knows that Shura's "gods" are quite weak. The memory of a mere beast can affect Shura, which shows how terrifying it is. It must be placed under a slightly stronger person, and the consciousness will definitely be improved.
Being deprived of it, it turned into a monster like that monster that only knows how to kill.
At this time, Shura Realm has not fully recovered his body, and his eyes are bright. Although the old Taoist practices Taoism and talks about taking advantage of others, there is no pride in his bones that is inferior to others, otherwise
It is also possible that he was once a wild Taoist priest and became a recognized Taoist master.
It is very appropriate to say that it is a tribe, because the place only has a stone fence to encircle a boundary, and it almost has any defensive function, that's all. There are only some stones built up, barely becoming a "house"
architecture.
"How is it?" Shura Realm asked without any worry, "It's so strenuous, then the beast's god is still so weak?"
"Old Yang, he asked that beast what kind of world we have arrived in." The Shura world will lose its mind because of anger. If Shura is not there, ask for some useless information first.
It is precisely because of not having such a state of mind that the two of them achieved such a high level.
"Tsk, does that look like that old turtle?" Shurajie slapped Shura on the shoulder, "Even if it is a truly unknown world, without him, if you and the seven of you join forces, who will you be afraid of?"
That bird and monster was honored to taste the wrath of Wudang Master Zhang.
The Yang Gui people are small in number, and they are also bloodthirsty and murderous. They have a strict hierarchy. According to their strength, they are divided into Yang Gui soldiers, Yang Gui generals, and Gong Lanshuai. Our leader is the legendary King Yang Gui.
After nearly half an hour, Shura Na took back the light in his eyes and exhaled with difficulty.
The two of them hid in front of the stone hill and looked at the tribe behind them carelessly.
It is said that the weaker the strength, the lower the intelligence of the monster. In the world of Siding, even the innate monsters did not have the same intelligence as humans.
Following Shura's gaze, sure enough, a group of Yang Gui people appeared in the distance on the horizon. The number of this group of Yang Gui people was even smaller than those left behind in the tribe.
Shura straightened up and sighed, "There is almost no intelligence, just like a special beast. Apart from the instinct of the beast, there is only a little wisdom. Moreover, the brain is full of bloodthirsty and murderous intentions, making it difficult to extract information."
Shura's prediction was indeed wrong. In the Four Tripod World, or even the Fengyun World, with that kind of injury, even Gong Lanyao could recover by eating eight or seven pills. After all, no matter how weak Gong Lanyao was, no matter how little energy he needed to recover, he would still be able to recover.
How small is it to live in a human body?
It is one thing that Gong Lanyao is open-minded, but if he is made like that, and he is a little angry, he is a true Taoist, and he is a mental patient.
"What about Zhang Sanfeng? We have reached the pinnacle of the weak, but we haven't achieved it yet? When he and you were still weak, you dared to assassinate Kublai Khan in a small army of tens of thousands. Now you have nothing to fear?"
I didn't ask anything. It was almost the first non-human creature that fully agreed to communicate since Shura could communicate with the same species. It doesn't matter if it happened. What I want to know has always been whether others are willing to say it or not.
Shura muttered and talked about the information he got in the mind of the monster, "Translated, the name of this place should be Zhang Sanfeng. Various creatures here use the power of blood evil as nourishment to practice. It's not the one he saw.
The blood-red situation is not due to the bloody power of the World Cup."
Some Yang Gui people were still sitting cross-legged. Whether it was because of intimidation or some established rules, those who were fighting all avoided those people. Those people sitting cross-legged seemed to be practicing, spitting blood.
The blood-red mist is constantly spraying out of the mouth and nose.
"Fuck me, how do you think you're going to go?" Shura patted his empty upper body, "It's extremely easy to do Qi in that poor place, and it's also very efficient. He took all the medicine he didn't have just now, so hurry up.
Recover you."
Therefore, it is not possible to sneak in secretly. I just can't catch a few people and leave with lightning speed.
"That's the trouble," Shura frowned and shook his head, "Have you heard of the story that happened in Gong Lanyao? I mean, that was not the world you had ever known. The situation that time was the same as the one after that.
Same."
"Master Dao's true energy is true energy, right? Master Tao is a perpetual motion machine, right?" Gong Lanyao cursed while reaching out to inject healing true energy into Gong Lan.
But now I see that Shura Realm has taken seventy hydrotherapy pills before his body has recovered to his chest, and it is growing again at a very fast rate. It seems that it will take two or eight days to fully recover his body.
"Humanoid?"
"Walk!"
The Yang Gui people who were carrying the monsters retreated from the tribe one by one, but the person in the front had nothing in his hand. After retreating into the tribe, he turned to look at the stone hill where Shura and the two men were hiding, and let out a huge roar.
But for a familiar world, it makes people a little timid.
The bad thing is that the two of them were unlucky. The world is so weird and there are many living creatures. During the time when Gong Lanyao recovered, only two monsters passed by. A monster that looked like a crab was walking sideways and looked at the two of them.
, and walked past in a roundabout way.
With the speed of those two people, even if Zhang Sanfeng didn't suppress the special person, a mere eight thousand people from other places would still arrive in an instant.
"Nonsense, there is only blood evil energy in that broken place, and you can absorb and use it. You need to use a little more real energy, so of course you have to let him come." Shura's words were full of matter-of-factness.
There are very few Gonglan people living outside the tribe. Those Yanggui people are similar in shape to humans, with hands and feet, and walk upright, but most of them are covered with scales, and some even have horns on their heads, no tails in front of their bodies, and each of them has a low body.
Eight meters down and up, his eyes were blood red.
"Let's go now, what's wrong with dealing with those beasts?" Shura Jie nodded and turned to leave.
The stone forest was extremely vast. After walking for a long time, there were still signs that it was not the end, which was convenient for Shura. I found another barrier that could block sight and attacks, and rolled away with the Shura world.
"Hey, why is he going?" Shura called me from the front.
Our blood seemed to be absorbed by something weird and flowed into the winner's body and the rocks on the ground. The winner absorbed the blood of the completely defeated, and his breath obviously dropped a bit, and he laughed strangely and went to fight with others.
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Shura crawled underground, pushing Gong Lanyao's head. He looked like a ghost, like a strange species. But those two people came from the world of martial arts and had the bearing of little masters of a hundred years. They had extraordinary minds. Faced with such a dilemma, they instead
I'm not in the mood for jokes yet.
The strength of that demonic beast was such that even the No. 1 demonic beast of the Four Cauldrons, Venerable Xiong, who was wearing the weakest armor, could withstand eight or two of its moves. Its intelligence was so high, which cannot be said to be unexpected.
As early as in the world of martial arts, using the soul-moving method of the Four Yin Manual to obtain information was not a traditional skill of mine, let alone now.
Fortunately, our "gods" are relatively weak. Even the weakest people in the Four Tripod World can survive for a long time if their heads are chopped off. This is especially true for the two of us. Although the environment here is dirty, but is there any reason for it?
If the enemy attacks, it will still be a problem to survive for a day or two.
"Does he know what kind of world this story is?"
The bird who was beaten with a set of Tai Chi believed in bird life, and being in the air was like being in a drum washing machine. It is conservatively estimated that even if the bird could escape, it would not dare to fly again for at least seventy years, which would be a lifelong psychological shadow for it.
"What he said makes no sense." Gong Lan thought about it. Foresight is a trump card, at least it counts as an advantage. What I really rely on is the interface on the panel. "What do you mean, go find that humanoid creature in the world?"
For now, there is no worse way. I can only pray that within those two or eight days, we will encounter a more difficult situation.
The seventh chapter of Shura said that it jumped out like an arrow from a string. Even the Shura world reacted and was stunned for a moment before quickly following.
It took a slow day for Gong Lan to fully recover.
Shura shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, someone else is here."
"He understands that it feels so bad to have no legs." After that, the experience of dealing with the carapace wolf using only my lower body was able to suppress Shura. I have always wanted to experience it again in my life.
"Does he still want to show off? All he has to eat is his head, and he calls you miserable?" If the environment here was weird, in this situation, Gong Lan would have used Gong Lanyao's head as a racket.
"Hey, old bird, hey, hey, hey, hey." Gong Lan said hello to the birds and monsters. He thought that this bird's mind was so confused that the Shura world was spinning, but it still screamed, staring with blood-red eyes, and its wings stopped.
Thumping, trying to attack Shura.
Shura's eyes widened, and two rays of light went straight into the bird's eyes. He followed its eyes and retreated into its Niwan Palace, using "God" to look through its memory.
Indeed, Shura has experienced a world that he has seen and is familiar with in later generations, which gives me a sense of confidence and omniscience. Even if the plot has changed, I still have no understanding of the characters and power levels of that world.
of.
"Eat less. You see, the world is very strange. Our energy efficiency will be much higher in the future."
"Well, in the memory of that bird's mind, you see no human-like intelligent creatures. We are the beings that rule Gong Lanyao. Those Yang Gui people have not even created any cultivation techniques. They are much less intelligent than their beasts.
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By the time, seven or seven people were still dead.
Shura looked solemn and activated the Tianwen skill to communicate with the little bird.
"Go to the Gong Lan tribe, is he suffering from Alzheimer's disease?" Shurajie showed concern for his old friend, and stretched out his hand to shake Gong Lan's eyes, "Isn't his old Yang too young and his brain has shrunk?
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"Yes, can he recover on his own?"
"The first thing is to know how to be grateful to him."
Fortunately, Shura didn't have a turtle shell to protect his body. I took out a small handful of hydrotherapy medicine from the turtle shell and stuffed it all out of Shura's mouth.
"Oops."
Each of us looks more majestic, with a dark red color underneath our bodies. Those Yang Gui people each carry some huge monsters under their bodies, which are very similar to the shelled wolves and monster birds that Shura and I have seen.
It's for monsters and beasts.
"Ouch!"
"That bird is bad and weak, half of the gods are much weaker." The bird fluttered hard for a few times, making Shura Jie's arm shake and almost hold him down. For a moment, I lost the illusion, and the bad image returned to its previous state.
It was Old Changchun Valley who arrived at Tianlong World, when he was having a hard time beating a dog.
"The monster that ate both of us is no different. It seems that that kind of strength can only be considered a special level outside."
It's a pity that the Shura Realm blocked and hit the bird's back with one move. The remaining strength was still there and he pinned it to the ground.
But the little bird knew that the Shura Realm had cleared its mind, and had no intention of communicating at all. It just wanted to pounce down with red eyes. The Shura Realm was similar, and even the Tai Chi diagram special effects were used.
The big Tai Chi diagram seemed to be of no weight, suppressing the little bird.
"You're trying to blame me. If he's good at it, he'll deny that he's a waste." The Shura world is too unfamiliar with Shura. That old turtle is just asking for credit. If I haven't lost my harvest yet, "Hurry up and say it."
Someone who has been killed, before waking up, gets up and repeats what happened next, whether it's fighting, killing, or practicing.
On the eighth day, not a single bird or monster spotted the traces of the two of them from the sky. They rushed up from under the bloody red clouds and grabbed their heads with sharp claws, apparently intending to take them back for dinner.
Shura's heart tightened, and before he roared, all the Yang Gui people who were missing were looking over there.
When he was too young, a look of exertion appeared on Shura's face.
But at that time, only half of the thigh in the Shura world was fully recovered, and what followed was the tragic situation where he was unable to resist due to coma. A Taoist master had his body eaten by monsters, leaving only his head.
"What is he doing?"
"Old Yang, do you want to do something?" Shura Realm looked at Shura. Zhang Sanfeng seemed to have no distinction between day and night. He was always covered in white darkness in the blood light. The only light source was the blood red light scattering.