Being trapped in a cave by a group of monkeys sounds funny, but in fact, it's not funny at all.
This was no ordinary group of monkeys, especially that baboon, it was absolutely terrifying!
Since he couldn't hide, Luo Chen simply stopped hiding. He sat on the moonstone and looked at the colorful stone egg carefully.
Time passed by and there were almost a dozen breaths. Luo Chen faintly felt waves of commotion coming from the front.
Looking up, Luo Chen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes. He saw the old baboon appearing in front of him, pulling Wangcai's tail and throwing it towards him. Seeing this scene, Luo Chen's face turned slightly.
Yihan raised his hand, and there was a gentle eruption of soul power in his palm. He took Wangcai's huge tiger body and gently placed it on the ground. He looked down and saw an angry and moved expression.
"What a cruel method!"
Wangcai's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was covered in tiger skin. There were many scars on him, which were caused by someone pulling his tail and rubbing it against the edges of the rocks.
On the tiger's back, the spine was broken into three strands, one of the tiger's claws was bent inward, and the bones were all changed.
The murderous intent flashed in Luo Chen's eyes frequently. Even though he usually looked like he was making a fortune by barking at a dog in his mouth and looking disgusted, he still recognized it from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing it suddenly look so miserable undoubtedly touched his nerves and touched the bottom line in his heart.
You know, he did not move any of the previous monkeys. Even the diamond monkey that was blown away by his fist did not hurt his body. His attack was extremely measured, but this old baboon
What? How could Luo Chen not be angry when he was so ruthless? Do you really think he didn't dare to go on a killing spree?
A monstrous murderous intention burst out of his body.
boom!
The terrible murderous intention turned into reality and wrapped around his body. The old baboon felt a great terror, and a look of emotion flashed across the old monkey's face.
"not good!"
"Old guy, you're looking for death!"
Tear!
He held it in the void with his bare hands, and a bead exuding the aura of thunder and calamity appeared in Luo Chen's palm. With the appearance of this thunder bead, people gathered in the sky outside the cave as if they were going through calamity.
The large swaths of thunder clouds are shocking when viewed from a distance!
The middle and outer areas of the Tianhuang Mountains.
The two major sects were fighting fiercely, and the disciples and elders of the sects fought fiercely, causing a lot of damage.
Among them, the Holy Son and Shi Hao caused the greatest damage.
In the center of the chaotic battlefield, Shi Hao roared, and a gun appeared in his hand. Pointing at the gun, he stepped forward and pulled out a long oblique shadow on the spot. The gorgeous golden gun light shot straight out and exploded on the death sickle.
, the gun light was ejected and pierced in other directions.
The Holy Son wields the Death Scythe, and there is always a woman by his side. From time to time, she will help the Holy Son to resist the light of the gun.
Shi Hao stared at the Holy Son. His originally calm expression became more solemn as the fight began. This was indeed a very difficult opponent! It was even worse than before.
Shi Hao had a spear spirit all over his body, and the violent air flow blew against his clothes, making a hunting sound. His eyebrows were like swords. The next moment, he saw the cyan figure in the void turning into eighteen afterimages.
Each afterimage is a spear force, and eighteen of them are combined together to form a complete set of spear and soul fighting skills!
"Eighteen Thunder Strikes!"
A cold voice came from Shi Hao's mouth, and everyone was shocked to see that in the violent gun shadow, there was a figure. He tore through the thunder, destroying all the great terror, and shot towards the Holy Son!
"This...could this be the little magical power engraved on the sect's stone tablet, the Eighteen Thunder Strikes? Oh my god! How is this possible! Even the old sect master has not succeeded in practicing this little magical power!"
Some elders of the Lan Sect were surprised and exclaimed. This shocked them so much.
"No, this is not the real Eighteen Thunder Strikes. To practice this magical power, the first condition is to need the soul power of the thunder attribute law. The soul power attribute of the sect master is the mutated water attribute ice! The reason why it can be used vaguely
Come out, it should be because of that thunder gun!"
After the shock, some old people in the sect saw some clues and explained.
"Such a strong attack power!" The eyes of everyone in the two sects were focused on Shi Hao. At this time, he was as if he was possessed by the God of Thunder. He was too dazzling. At first glance, he seemed to be bathing in the water.
In the thunder and lightning.
His arm and the thunder gun formed a straight line, and due to the line of sight, it felt like the hand and the gun had become one.
It was as if his blow could kill the Holy Son with one shot from the Thunder God Spear!
The entire Lan Sect was filled with excitement and cheers. Some disciples had even seen the scene of the fall of the Holy Son and could not help but scream.
As for the Ancient Tomb Sect, their expressions were extremely ugly. Their bodies were tense together, and they forcibly looked away from Shi Hao and looked at their holy son. They thought in their hearts, such a strong attack,
Even if he is a two-star soul king, he has to avoid the sharp edge temporarily. Can the Holy Son be able to take it?
The Holy Son's face was expressionless. He calmly looked at the scene before him, motionless, as if he was not the one who was going to face this thunderous blow next.
Seeing this scene, the disciples and elders of the Tomb Sect were even more worried.
"Haha, look, the Holy Son of the Ancient Tomb Sect seems to have been frightened by the sect master's shot, and he doesn't dare to move at all."
"It's true. What a piece of shit! Compared with the sect leader, he is just a scumbag!"
"The sect master is invincible and his peers are unparalleled!"
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Amidst the screams and shouts that filled the sky, the thunder gun tore through the space and came to the front of the Holy Son. It was so fast that everyone felt a thunder streaking across the sky. The spear came three meters away from the front of the Holy Son.
It only takes a moment to blast the Holy Son's head!
However, just when everyone thought that the Holy Son was about to fall under Shi Hao's gun, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the expressionless face of the Holy Son.
"Death!" Shi Hao didn't notice. He roared and stabbed forward with his piercing arm. With a whoosh, the thunder gun vibrated and came out of Shi Hao's hand at a faster speed.
The spear disappeared out of thin air, and his body stayed in the void. This blow, he was confident that no one among his peers in Tianlan Territory could resist it! Even the Holy Son could only suffer from this blow.
Down!
However, the ideal is always perfect, but the reality is so skinny that it makes people fall from the abyss, leaving no bones left after being thrown!
The piercing thunder gun appeared again, but it appeared on the same spot, still staying three meters away from the Holy Son.
"How is this possible!" Shi Hao exclaimed. His eyes were fixed directly in front of the spear. Through the tearing thunder, he saw that the Holy Son was still standing there, but in front of him, there was
A beautiful shadow appeared.
The uproar in the sky became dead at this moment, and everyone became stupid. They rubbed their eyes vigorously, and it was incredible to see that Shi Hao's eighteen lightning strikes that penetrated were actually hit by a
He blocked everything with his palms.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunder body gun exploded in Zuo Linglong's palm, and she saw the eighteen gun shadows bombarding her palm one after another, but! But it couldn't shake her at all.
She stood there as if she were a mountain. Any aftermath of the attack was blocked by her alone, and not a single ray of gun light reached the Holy Son.
What's even more frightening is that when Zuo Linglong held the Thor Gun, a force came out of Zuo Linglong's five fingers. As she watched, the head of the Thunder Gun changed its shape in her hand.
Shi Hao's expression changed slightly. He flew forward, holding the shaft of the Thunder God's gun, and exerted force with his arms, showing a ruthless expression.
"It doesn't matter what kind of monster you are, if you stop this sect, you will die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Hao poured all his power into the Thunder God Gun.
"Let go!"
The thunder gun trembled violently, trying to escape from Zuo Linglong's hand, but it was still tightly held.
Shi Hao's face was filled with anger. She still knew Zuo Linglong, but he was just a puppet around the Holy Son. In the past, he had made fun of the Holy Son because of this.
But now, I feel like I've been slapped in the face.
His body spun around, his palm separated from the gun barrel, and landed on the Thor Gun in the air.
Shi Hao stepped forward, and a huge force came out from under his feet and fell on the gun barrel. The gun barrel was bent downwards by the trampling. He originally thought that he could fly this damn puppet in this way, but he wanted to know more.
Already.
How is this possible!
"It's the corpse of the Holy Son! Oh my god, how can it be so powerful?"
"What a terrifying physical strength. I'm afraid that corpse puppet has reached iron level, right?"
"I can't stop watching it. The domineering blow before was too strong. An ordinary iron corpse puppet couldn't resist it, let alone catch it with bare hands? I suspect that the Holy Son's corpse puppet has reached the half-silver level!"
"I finally understand why the Holy Son resolutely chose to destroy his own corpse, take out the corpse energy and refine it again. Oh, I am so ashamed! He is indeed the Holy Son.
With such courage and means, I feel ashamed of myself."
The elders and disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect were relieved, and then they burst out into cheers.
As for the Lan Sect, there was a dead silence the moment the Thunder God Spear was intercepted. At this moment, they saw their sect leader jumping up and down on the gun barrel like a clown, and they all covered their faces, feeling very agitated.
Shameful.
"What kind of monster are you!" Shi Hao couldn't accept this fact and asked the Holy Son angrily.
"Monster?" The Holy Son responded with ridicule and disdain. He looked at Zuo Linglong with love, his voice was extremely gentle, and he murmured softly: "She is not a monster."
Suddenly, the gentleness on the face of the Holy Son turned into a ferocious look. Shi Hao secretly said something bad and subconsciously wanted to grab his own thunder gun and retreat. However, the thunder gun was tightly held by Zuo Linglong and he could not draw it.
return.
"Monster, let go of this sect!" Shi Hao raised his hand and struck Zuo Linglong's shoulder from the air. This palm, with a full force of 100%, could be enough to flatten a hill if it struck it.
But when it fell on Zuo Linglong, it only made her take a step back.
"I... am... not... a... monster."
Immediately afterwards, a faint, intermittent sound that only Shi Hao could hear came from Zuo Linglong's mouth... (To be continued)