Although there is no sun and moon in the spiritual realm, the light of the sun, moon and stars can still shine through the cliff of spiritual energy. At this time, the world is dark. Summit 23S.
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"Old Pang, that guy is very cunning, are you sure he's in there?"
Outside the stone forest, four artistic conception masters gathered together, with sinister and ferocious faces in the darkness, as if a life-threatening ghost came to the door.
"Hmph, what did I miss with my tracking skills? Although that kid left many traces in various directions, the center was all around the stone forest! Moreover, I have already smelled the smell of fuphos poison. Although it is vaguely visible for some reason, it is still there.
You can’t go wrong!”
The archer surnamed Pang snorted coldly and looked a little unhappy.
"Lao Pang, don't be angry. Lao Zheng was also confused by that little bastard. We have been through life and death for so many years, and we still don't know what you are capable of?"
"Yes, now that I have determined that this kid is inside, I can catch him quickly without further ado. I won't be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart without tearing him apart!"
"Yes, there is also the tiger demon and Xiao Nizi, we must not let them off lightly!"
The three of them talked to each other, one of them covered his broken arm and said bitterly.
"Now that we've caught up, we can't run away! I've concluded that the tiger demon is now poisoned into the bone marrow, so there's nothing to worry about. The only thing we have to guard against is this kid's divine arm crossbow! So, we don't need to spread out and surround you, just rush in.
Yes, just in case you are plotted by him!"
The archer surnamed Pang holds a broken arrow with greed in his eyes.
"Okay, let's do it!"
All three of them knew how tempting a divine arm crossbow was to an archer.
Even though this treasure is precious, it has already been decided to be distributed to this person.
As a result, the two people fanned inward, a hundred steps apart, with the man with the broken arm behind him in the middle to provide support, and the archer surnamed Pang at the end observing.
Even in the dark night, his eyes still exude a stunning light, revealing every detail wherever he goes. There is almost nothing that can be hidden from his eyes!
Although the master of artistic conception already has spiritual consciousness, he cannot spread it too far, and it consumes a lot of energy, so he can only use him to observe.
"careful!"
As they were marching, the archer named Pang suddenly shouted loudly.
At this moment, there was a loud sound, and dozens of sharp arrows hit the two people in front.
Bang bang!
Ordinary arrows pose no threat to the Yi Jing warrior, and they are shattered into pieces by the outwardly released Qi shield without even getting close.
"Don't take it lightly, lest it contains broken arrows!"
The archer surnamed Pang suffered losses and firmly remembered the power of the divine arm crossbow.
Needless to say, the three of them are all experienced veterans. Naturally they know this kind of method of avoiding the weak and making the real, and they are on careful alert every time.
Even so, he was still troubled by the endless traps on the way forward!
Fortunately, it was just an ordinary trap and no losses occurred!
"Old Pang, what's going on? You didn't even notice the trap?"
One person couldn't help but said angrily.
"Hmph, this kid actually has such superb mechanical skills. He almost blends into the surrounding environment, making it difficult to distinguish with the naked eye!"
The archer surnamed Pang observed it carefully, with even more jealousy in his eyes.
Thinking that Wu Ming is young and has obviously not developed any internal strength. Not only does he have a divine arm crossbow, but he also possesses such a wonderful mechanism inheritance. How can we not make people jealous?
How did he know that these were just special combat tactics that Wu Ming had learned in his previous life?
It's just the first time it's been used in the land of China to deal with the artistic conception warriors, and the effect is obviously not good!
call out!
At this moment, a distinctly different sound broke through the air.
"Be careful, it's Po Gang Arrow!"
The archer named Pang's scalp exploded and he instinctively turned to one side.
Poof!
Almost instantly, the light flashed close to the scalp, taking away a strand of hair and bits of blood.
"There!"
The man with the broken arm noticed Wu Ming's aura with sharp eyes, and used his body skills to pounce forward.
"Don't chase after the poor guy. This kid wants to distract us. This direction must be where the little bitch and the tiger demon are!"
The archer surnamed Pang was quite resourceful and actually knew how to attack the enemy and save his life, so he called his companions to rush to the other side.
"Old Pang, you're just too careful. You're just a little bastard who doesn't even have aura. I'm enough for you!
Before you can catch that beast and that little bitch, I can pick up his head and join you!"
The man with the broken arm hated Wu Ming so much that he roared wildly. Not only did he not stop, but he accelerated his speed.
"Well, only by letting Lao Peng kill the little bastard with his own hands can he calm down, otherwise it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the future!"
The companions nodded in understanding, and one of them followed closely, while the other ran to the other side with the archer named Pang.
"You little bastard, you can't run away!"
The man with the broken arm was extremely fast. Even though he was seriously injured and his body movements were a bit awkward, he was still several steps faster than Wu Ming when he ran wildly.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the distance was shortened to more than ten feet!
Unless he is injured, he can use his true energy to attack from this distance!
"Lao Peng, don't rush in, this kid can't escape!"
Another person chased after him, fearing that his companion would step into a trap.
"Don't worry, I haven't lost my mind yet. The little bastard has weird tricks. He can actually communicate with the crocodile dragon. There may be some conspiracy!"
Bloodshot eyes loomed in the eyes of the man with the broken arm, his madness a little lessened, his speed slowed down, and he hung slowly behind Wu Ming.
The two artistic conception warriors, like a cat playing with a mouse, chased Wu Ming and soon ran out of Li Xu.
"Huh? Where did the little bastard go?"
"It's not good, it's authentic!"
After chasing for some distance, I found that I had suddenly lost track of Wu Ming. I carefully went forward to check and found that it was a small cave entrance, so I couldn't help but hesitate.
The power of the divine arm crossbow is still fresh in my memory. No one wants to encounter such a murderous weapon in a narrow cave!
Boom!
While the two were hesitating, thunder suddenly broke out, the ground shook like a dragon rolling over, and the roar continued, causing the two of them to almost fall down.
"What's going on? What's this movement? Could it be a fight between innate strong men?"
"No! It's a scam!"
The two of them turned pale with shock.
Before he finished speaking, he felt a huge and strange force surge under his feet, and the ground suddenly swelled up, making a muffled sound.
What was especially terrifying was that fire shot out from the cracked ground, instantly filling an area of dozens of feet!
For a moment, gravel rolled, air waves surged into the sky, and the unparalleled heat wave blew away the two artistic conception warriors who were unable to dodge.
Without the slightest time to react, he was swallowed by the fire snake. The screams and screams came one after another amidst the rumbling sounds, and he stopped abruptly after taking a few breaths!
"puff!"
Among the piles of rocks not far away, Wu Ming poked his head out, spat out dust, glanced coldly, and rushed towards the direction of the two archers named Pang.
Although he was very confident in his arrangement, it was exactly where Mao Mao and Chu Chu were as he expected.
As a warrior of artistic conception, there is no guarantee that he will not have one or two life-saving things. If he is not killed by the explosion, the consequences will be disastrous!
When Wu Ming came two miles away and saw stumps and broken arms among the rocks that were almost the size of a human head, as if they had been plowed over, he knew it was time to worry!
For the sake of safety, Wu Ming used almost half of his inventory to lay traps surrounding Mao Mao and Chu Chu's healing.
No matter you enter from any direction, you will touch the hidden mechanism. Unless you fly over from the sky, the artistic conception warrior obviously cannot do it.
"You little bastard, go to hell!"
Just when Wu Ming turned around and was about to pick up Mao Mao and Chu Chu, a sharp roar suddenly came from behind, accompanied by a violent and terrifying force!
"not good!"
Wu Ming secretly shouted in his heart and instinctively arched his back, turning the golden bell to the limit.
Bang!
Without waiting for the internal strength of the hard work to spread all over the body, a powerful palm strike hit the back of the heart, flying ten feet away, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood while rolling!
"Ahem, damn it, my hands and my eyes! Even if I cut you into pieces, it won't be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
In the midst of the mess, a broken figure stood up staggeringly. It was the archer surnamed Pang, staggering up like a ghost.
The clothes on his body were torn to pieces, his entire right shoulder was missing, and his left leg had horrific scars with deep visible bones.
What's especially horrifying is that half of his face is rotten and only his left eye is left!
It was this look that allowed him to hide it from Wu Ming!
Moreover, although his body was broken, his chest and abdomen were intact. As his body swayed, dark cyan armor loomed under his tattered clothes.
"Go to hell!"
The archer surnamed Pang was filled with the desire to kill, and even though he was seriously injured, he did not hesitate to consume his true energy and slapped him down with a fierce palm.
call out!
The moment he raised his palms to cheer up, Wu Ming, who was lying in the pile of rocks, suddenly turned over, and a beam of light shot out.
There was a soft pop sound, and it instantly passed through his forehead, bringing up a large area of yellow and white filth!
"Uh-huh... you!"
The tall and thin body shook a few times, then fell to the ground with a bang, one eye wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.
"Pfft! I was careless!"
Wu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, glanced coldly, and staggered to his feet.
Afterwards, under the heart-broken clothes, a piece of dark golden armor was revealed, unscathed!
I didn't rush to search for the loot. I came to the hiding place and saw the sleeping kitten and the astonished Chu Chu!
"Clean up and leave immediately!"
Leaving behind a word, Wu Ming took action again.
Since there were so many traps, there was no time to dismantle them all, so we had to destroy them and uncover the hidden drug devices.
After gathering them together, they picked out the bags of the four warriors, and quickly left with one cat and one person!
Such a big movement will definitely alarm the treasure hunters in Fulong Bay, and even the monsters may be interested in finding out.
After all, hundreds of kilograms of explosives explode with earth-shattering power.
People who don't know what's going on may think that it is an innate strong person who is taking action, and if they are not protected, some powerful person who cannot compete will be attracted!
Facts have proved that Wu Ming's calculations were extremely correct. Not long after the two men and the beast left, several rays of light with astonishing auras appeared one after another.
The strong man hiding in the dark didn't seem to know him. He only touched it slightly with his spiritual consciousness, then took it back and looked at it on his own.
However, the medicine does not contain spiritual energy, and there is almost no trace except for the burnt and messy wreckage all over the floor!
These strong men gained nothing and scattered with full of doubts. Even though several groups of strong men arrived one after another, no trace was found.
Even so, this shocking news spread, causing many speculations.
The person who created the figurines had already fled hundreds of miles away and found a secluded place to heal and rest!