The two Jue Dian were still questioning Yuan Xingzi, when suddenly, a sixth-grade grandmaster exclaimed.
In fact, the low-level warriors near the tea house have already dispersed. If the climax comes, there may be a fierce battle. No one dares to stay where they are and wait to die.
The warriors who can come to Baheng City are very smart, and they know how terrifying the aftermath of a battle between strong men can be.
This sixth-grade grandmaster is the owner of the teahouse and a well-known Qi and blood warrior in Baheng City.
"Ah...it hurts so much, I...wow..."
At this time, a low-level warrior outside the door howled miserably. His voice was indescribably shrill, like a hungry wolf whose tail had been pulled out.
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
Tick tock!
At the same time, raindrops began to leak from the roof of the tea house.
Perhaps, those were not raindrops at all.
It's thunder pulp.
Condensed into thunder slurry that looks like raindrops.
The roof of the tea house is made of a special material, which theoretically cannot be corroded by rainwater for 300 years.
But in the blink of an eye, the roof has become like a colander, and the scattered raindrops are now dripping down densely.
Those raindrops that dripped down penetrated into the cracks in the ground, and then the thunder slurry spread on the ground like water after a heavy rain.
"Ah...it hurts..."
The sixth-grade grandmaster originally didn't care about these raindrops. There weren't too many thunder drops in the teahouse at the moment, but he could actually avoid them!
But the Grandmaster wants to see what this is!
He stretched out his palm and caught two drops of thunder slurry.
Bah, bah, bah!
However, the thunderous liquid fell on the palm of his hand and instantly evaporated the Grandmaster's flesh and blood. His palm was like a white bone claw, which was shocking.
Moreover, the thunder slurry that penetrated into the palm of the hand, like toxins, is still spreading towards the wrist.
The two top men were stunned for a moment.
They also took away two drops of thunder slurry.
Of course, the thunder slurry could not penetrate Juedian's body, but it still left two shallow marks on their palms.
It hurts terribly, like a needle prick.
You know, when you reach the ultimate state, it is basically impossible to get hurt again.
"Clan leader, save me, help me!"
The sixth grade grandmaster screamed.
He never thought that in a few blinks of an eye, half of his arm would have been corroded into white bones. The key is that his master's energy and blood could not stop the corrosion of the thunder plasma.
Fortunately, Grandmaster Liu Pin was not paying attention, and a few more drops of thunder syrup fell on his shoulders.
Suddenly, a very respectable teahouse owner shouted the same name as the death row prisoner who was being tortured.
Pain, fear, despair.
Various emotions were intertwined, and the master almost collapsed.
He even thought about what his own death would look like!
Buzz!
Juedian popped out a stream of energy and blood, accurately covering the wound of the sixth grade.
Unfortunately, it can only suppress the spread of thunder plasma, but it cannot help the sixth-grade recovery at all, and there is an even worse situation.
The roof of the tea house had been completely penetrated. As several pieces of broken pieces fell down, the sky above the tea house suddenly became unobstructed.
Although the sixth-grade Grandmaster is a Grandmaster, the thunder and liquid is as dense as raindrops, and there is no place to hide.
Frightened, he quickly refined his own defensive weapon.
The Yangxiang people living in Baheng City are either rich or noble, and they all have their own life-saving things.
Not useful.
No one expected to see that a defensive demon weapon that could withstand even eighth-grade bombardment would be shattered into pieces in an instant.
"Help... clan leader, help me... help..."
A shrill roar resounded throughout the earth. A dignified sixth-grade grandmaster was riddled with holes in the thunder. In the end, his energy and blood could not support him from floating in the air, and his body fell straight to the ground.
In fact, compared to being in the air, the ground is the real hell.
The thunder slurry has formed a layer of stagnant water. A warrior cannot bear the thunder slurry as small as water droplets, let alone soaking his whole body in the thunder slurry.
The two top men were dumbfounded.
It's not that they didn't save Level 6, it's just that it was useless.
Even Juedian's energy and blood can be slowly penetrated by the thunder plasma. Juedian can only delay the fall of the thunder plasma, but cannot completely stop it.
"Uh... I don't want to die..."
"Honored clan, save me, clan lord, help me, I don't want to... uh... it hurts..."
Within a few seconds, a sixth-grade man with a strong desire to live was already begging for death.
More than half of his body has turned into white bones, and even most of his internal organs have been evaporated by the thunder plasma.
There is only pure thunder slurry on the ground, which can be said to be very clean.
Although the fate of this grandmaster was tragic, surprisingly there was no blood at all.
The power of thunder plasma is so powerful that it can even evaporate blood directly.
Boom!
With one flick of his finger, an extremely powerful person instantly killed this sixth-grade man.
If you can't live anymore, it's better to die more easily than to continue to suffer.
He is a master, and because of his deep Qi and blood, he will not die for a while. It is a good thing to die early.
"I'll go take a look!"
The leader of the Four-Armed Clan flicked his sleeves, and his body rose straight into the sky like an arrow.
Another top figure from the Yangxiang Clan was guarding Yuan Xingzi, with a dark face and gritted teeth:
"Tell me, does this thunderstorm have something to do with you?"
This top guy rushed down and pinched Yuan Xingzi's neck tightly.
"You are the Jinzhudong of the Yangxiang Clan, right? You only broke through the pinnacle 17 years ago, and you are also the youngest pinnacle of the Yangxiang Clan!"
Although Yuan Xingzi was being pinched by the neck, there was already a painless smile on his face, which was very strange and eerie.
"I am Jinzhudong, who are you? What on earth is this thunderstorm?"
Jinzhudong gritted his teeth.
He couldn't kill this old beast until he figured out the truth.
"Seventeen years ago, when you had just reached your peak, you killed 6 ninth-level people and 32 eighth-level people from the Shenzhou Dao Sect. You didn't even bother to kill the seventh-level people.
"Do you still remember this past event?"
Yuan Xingzi asked calmly, with no emotion in his tone.
"Shenzhou Dao Sect?
"Hmph, killing the Wuwen clan is like trampling to death ants. I won't remember these trivial matters at all!"
Jinzhudong sneered.
"On the eve of your ninth-level breakthrough, before you had the opportunity to reach your peak, you committed atrocities in the Taoist sect. However, I will always remember this account.
"Back then, I was the only one who escaped!"
Yuan Xingzi's tone was neither sad nor happy, as if he was telling a past event to future generations.
"It turned out to be you, I remembered it."
Jin Zhudong was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled contemptuously.
There is such a past event.
"Jinzhudong, you should have paid attention to the war between Cangji and Shenzhou.
"He originally planned to use the Ultimate Life Cannon to destroy a city in China, but I have already modified the aiming array to Baheng City.
"If you know about the Ji Dao Life Cannon, you should know what Baheng City is facing.
"The Yangxiang Clan wants to bring peace to the eight tribes in the Shijing Realm. You are simply dreaming. Even a short-lived peaceful zone like Baheng City is not allowed to exist."
Yuan Xingzi still looked at the Golden Bamboo Cave with a pair of eyes that looked like they came from hell.
"What...the Ultimate Life Cannon...damn it..."
At this moment, Yuan Xingzi's whole body was cold.
right!
The deep chill almost froze every pore in the body.
Even Jue Dian cannot stop the killing power of the Jidao Life Cannon.
If what this Markless Tribe said is right, then in Baheng City, except for the Grandmaster, all living beings will be dyed.
hateful.
How could the demon weapon owned by Cang Ji be tampered with by this old beast?
This piece of trash deserves to be killed.
…
Looking down from the air of Baheng City, at a glance, warriors were rolling all over the ground, and miserable howls were heard one after another, which was horrifying.
And even more, there are endless white bones as far as the eye can see.
There was a lot of thunder slurry accumulated at the gate, and the warriors could not escape.
The prosperous Baheng City suddenly turned into a bone purgatory.
The first batch of thunder slurry has come to an end, and some areas were not contaminated by the thunder slurry, so many warriors survived.
But the warriors who survived were more painful and frightened than those who died.
In the center of the sky, the eight tribes all rushed over.
After all, Baheng City is not far from the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes, so the top players can rush over quickly.
Eight supreme peaks, more than thirty ninth-level warriors, and dozens of eighth-level warriors, all looked at the ground with shocked expressions.
They tried hard and fought for it, but they couldn't stop Lei Jing at all.
This catastrophe happened so suddenly that no one expected it.
Due to the collapse of countless houses, looking from the sky at this time, the ground of Baheng City was shrouded in a layer of strange patterns.
"What the hell is going on!"
Qingchudong had just arrived from the Holy Land, and he was already numb with shock.
"It's the Ultimate Life Cannon of the Lei Family.
"Qingchu Cave, let me explain to everyone why the extreme life cannon that Cangji used to deal with the earth fell in Baheng City!"
The top of the Cyborg clan gritted his teeth.
Originally, the Cyborg Clan was at odds with the Yangxiang Clan, but now he suspected that the Yangxiang Clan was plotting against the other seven tribes.
You must know that the warriors who are qualified to live in Baheng City are either rich or noble, and most of them are the descendants of Juedian and Jiupin.
More than half of a city died in an instant, it was like peeling off their skin.
Cang Ji is attacking Shenzhou, and the Yang Xiang Clan was just promoting the Ji Dao Life Cannon, so the eight tribes all know the pinnacle.
Moreover, the Yangxiang tribe loves to show off, so Qingchu Cave also invited the powerful men from the eight tribes to watch Cangji destroy the Divine State.
Cangji was overturned.
But I didn't expect that Cang Ji, a beast, would actually harm Baheng City.
Although the warriors here are not strong, they are a group of people who can affect the stability of the eight tribes.
"Qingchudong, give me an explanation!"
The leader of the Zhangmu Clan also had an angry look on his face.
Ying Guanming had just been killed by a warrior from China. If Cangji hadn't been bewitched, how could he have gone into the muddy water?
The cunning Yangxiang tribe has never had a good heart.
"It's Shenzhou's conspiracy. This beast sneaked into Baheng City in advance, and he tampered with Cangji's crosshair array.
"The living cannonballs that were supposed to land in China have now landed in Baheng City.
"Don't be fooled. Shenzhou has ulterior motives and wants to cause hatred among the eight ethnic groups."
At this time, Jin Zhudong pinched Yuan Xingzi's neck and quickly flew into the void.
He must give Zhong Juedian an explanation, otherwise, it will cause a big war.
If it weren't for the civil war among the eight tribes, the earth would have been occupied by the Yangxiang tribe long ago.
"I will order Cang Ji to stop firing now!"
Qingchudong clenched his fists fiercely.
No wonder.
No wonder that beast Yuan Longhan is not afraid.
It turns out that he had been plotting against Cang Ji for a long time.
Cang Ji, this idiot, has caused misery to the Yangxiang clan!
"Hey hey hey, no chance.
"Cang Ji only needs to activate the Ultimate Life Cannon once, and he won't be able to decide the remaining two times!"
Yuan Xingzi raised his head.
Although he was pinched by the neck and was dying, his speech was clear and his pupils were clear and firm.