Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Nine: The poor are precise strikes, and the rich are covered by fire
Zhen Beifeng is not stupid, of course he can hear the sarcasm in this sentence.
His face changed slightly and he suddenly became a little angry, but when he thought about the divine beast called Lingzi outside, which had been transformed into this by Kaiyuan Holy Land, the anger in his heart suddenly cooled down.
When Ding Xiaoyi saw that he had become silent, he stopped talking and gave Zuzhen Beifeng space to compare.
He seemed to put all the interests of winning and losing in front of Zhen Beifeng, and acted like he would not suffer any loss no matter what choice he made was fair and just.
But in fact, the topic has been directed towards the topic of 'watchdog'.
Because he believes that Zhen Beifeng is definitely not a person who is willing to be a dog for Jia Baosan and the Kaiyuan Holy Land behind him.
Just when Zhen Beifeng was still struggling to think.
There was a sudden commotion outside.
"Here it comes! Someone appears outside the factory!"
"Attention everyone, the target appears, the target appears."
The whistles outside the factory area, both overt and covert, immediately focused all attention on the figure that suddenly appeared.
It's just that these mercenaries haven't seen the opponent's true face clearly yet.
I saw the opponent's feet move, and the next moment stars were moving in the surrounding void, and mountains appeared out of thin air.
The ruins in front of us suddenly turned into a lush green carpet.
"It's a psychic space!!"
Some mercenaries realized something was wrong and immediately wanted to escape, but their speed could not match the speed of space expansion.
But in an instant, the entire factory area was swallowed up in a hazy mountain and forest world.
With a stern face, Ding Xiaoyi kicked open the factory door and walked towards the factory.
"Jia Baosan, get out of here!"
The angry roar was like rolling thunder, shaking the entire factory.
The guards following Jia Baosan were shaken by the loud roar, their internal organs tumbling, and their faces turned pale.
He couldn't help but look at Jia Baosan in surprise, who was calm and composed at the side.
They were all masters of the Kaiyuan Holy Land, and each of them had the strength of a high-grade disaster spirit. However, they knew that the person Baoye wanted to kill today was very strong, but they did not expect that he would be so powerful and shocking.
With just a roar, it is not difficult to tell that this person's strength is definitely not much worse than those of the elders in the Holy Land.
Recalling that from the information they had seen, Ding Xiaoyi was only in his early thirties. Instead of feeling fear, they felt even more murderous.
Just as Mr. Jia said, with such strength at such a young age, if this person is not eradicated as soon as possible, he will definitely be a major problem for the Holy Lord to rule the world in the future.
"Hmph, it's coming much slower than I thought. Get ready!"
Jia Baosan waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately dispersed, their figures disappeared around, and a large black flag appeared in his hand.
"Boom!"
At this time, the metal door of the factory was knocked away by an unstoppable force. The huge iron door was like two out-of-control fully loaded trucks, roaring and crashing into Jia Baosan.
But before it even got close, an arc-shaped shadow in the darkness had already smashed the two flying doors into pieces.
When the shadow stopped, I saw it was a black and slender tail.
"Jia Baosan!"
Ding Xiaoyi stepped in from the door, his angry eyes fixed firmly on this old guy who didn't know how old he was.
"Director Ding!"
Jia Baosan stood up from the chair and arranged his clothes unhurriedly.
Looking at the furious Ding Xiaoyi, he stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at Li Chuanhai who was hanging in the air behind him.
Or maybe it was originally referring to the huge strange sheep behind Li Chuanhai.
"I thought you didn't dare to come. Now that you are here, how about we have a good chat?"
The strange sheep behind Li Chuanhai cooperated and wrapped its tail around Li Chuanhai? The threat was self-evident.
"Chat? What to talk about!"
Ding Xiaoyi looked at Li Chuanhai and couldn't help but frown.
"Let's talk about the academy. We want to form an alliance with Beimang Academy. In fact, we are very sincere and are willing to use top-level resources to help you break through the shackles? You have been stuck in the mid-level dragon level for a long time, right? As long as you
Nod? Become a demigod, or even a god that we mortals dare not even look at? It will all be yours!"
"Is there such a good thing? I will nod immediately."
Ding Xiaoyi nodded his head in an exaggerated manner, then opened his hands towards Jia Baosan: "Bring it here!"
The corner of Jia Baosan's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but said angrily: "I'm not kidding you! Hand over the formation drawings of Beimang College and the method of controlling the formation."
"Oh? It turns out that this is what you want. If you had told me earlier, I would have given it to you. Anyway, I was thinking of getting a bigger one."
He suddenly realized it, changed his exaggerated expression, and said sincerely: "But I was in a hurry and didn't have time to get it. How about..."
Ding Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment, then whispered tentatively: "Definitely next time!"
"kill him!"
After Jia Baosan heard this, he frowned. The anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He pointed at Ding Xiaoyi, and the strange sheep behind him whipped up a strong wind and rushed towards him.
Sweeping the slender tail, each long black tail actually has a completely different divinity, representing a quasi-god-level energy.
Although it is still at a very vague edge, its power is earth-shattering and terrifying.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't dare to be careless. He had already heard it from the conversation between Jia Baosan and Zhen Beifeng with the help of his big eyes.
This strange sheep is named Qianxian. It is definitely a mythical beast-level existence. However, it failed to compete with the so-called Holy Lord in Kaiyuan Holy Land for the divine position. It was destroyed a lot of spiritual intelligence and became the watchdog of Kaiyuan Holy Land.
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But even if he is a loser, this guy is almost a god, and his strength is even stronger than Jia Baosan.
His silhouette was seen retreating sharply, and at the same time, the surrounding peaks rose from the ground.
In his spiritual space, the five elements are all his subjects, and he can squander and knead them at will.
However, before all the rising mountains could be seen from the ground, they were smashed to pieces by the huge force.
The terrifying impact force is going to tear apart the void.
"boom!"
The psychic space is closely related to the user, and the entire Five Elements Mountain was cracked open. The corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth turned red, and blood overflowed from the crown of his teeth.
"Roar!!!"
Although it is in the shape of a sheep, its roaring sound is more like that of a lion.
Roaring, with black light all over his body, he rushed towards me like a giant mountain, with a pair of horns reaching into the sky. The majestic spiritual energy mixed with a divine power wanted to tear this spiritual space into pieces.
"Hahahaha, how can you, a dragon-level psychic space, be able to carry the wrath of a demigod? You are really asking for your own death!"
Jia Baosan laughed from behind.
But at this moment, Ding Xiaoyi summoned the Huntian Ling with both hands, and when he waved it, he saw a long ribbon like a rainbow, with thousands of wordless stone tablets falling through the air.
Although these stone tablets have no words, there is a layer of gleaming light on the ancient tablets, as if they have run through the long river of history and recorded countless mysteries.
No words are worth millions of words, and silence is worth millions of chapters.
It was so overbearing that it hit the strange sheep like a heavy rain.
"Rumble, rumble..."
At first, he was still able to block it, but he was soon surprised to find that his spiritual power was actually suppressed by the mysterious power on the stone tablet.
For a moment, only the wisps of divine power on the tail were not suppressed, but these powers were too little.
It was not enough for it to resist, and it started wailing and scurrying around in confusion as it was being smashed.
Jia Baosan looked at the wordless stone tablet falling like a heavy rain from the sky, and almost his eyes popped out: "What kind of ability is this?"
Not to mention Jia Baosan, everyone else was shocked by the horrific scene in front of them.
When someone launches his ultimate move, he finally musters up all the energy in his body to burst out. He pays attention to one fatal blow and accurate strike.
When this guy launches his ultimate move, he just bombs randomly for free, regardless of whether there is any deviation or accidental bombing, and direct firepower covers it.
This gap... is a bit big!
Jia Bao's third-level talents can only be stunned for a moment.
"Rumble, rumble..."
There were bursts of wild bombings, and huge craters were sunk into the entire earth.
Fortunately, this place was sealed by Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual space, otherwise the aftermath of this covering blow alone would have been enough to completely turn this ruined city to the ground.
As for Qingxu, he was beaten even more miserably. Three of his tails were broken off, the horns on his head were smashed, and the eyes on his back were beaten so hard that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
Lying on the ground, he looked like he was dying.
"waste!!"
Seeing that Ling Xie had become like this, Jia Bao stamped his feet angrily and cursed, but he understood in his heart that this was no wonder Ling Xie.
This beast originally had nine tails, but one of them was broken off by the Holy Lord, and most of its mind was wiped out.
Although he has the body of a demigod, his muddled mind is only slightly stronger than those well-trained domestic dogs, and he is simply unable to exert the full power of a demigod.
But even so, Jia Baosan could not let Ding Xiaoyi continue to fight.
Qingxian was kept in captivity in the Holy Land, not only because it was used as a watchdog, but also because it was necessary to take his blood and refine it into a unique beast god elixir to be taken by the proud ones in the Holy Land.
Therefore, it is okay to beat him to death, but he cannot be beaten to death.
Thinking of this, Jia Baosan was so anxious that he was about to turn around to grab Li Chuanhai and threaten Ding Xiaoyi to stop.
"boom!"
There was a sudden sound of gunshots, causing everyone to look back, only to see Zhen Beifeng appearing in front of everyone at some point, holding a pistol made of pure gold high in his hand, pointing at Li Chuanhai in mid-air.
"Ding Xiaoyi, if you still don't stop, I'll kill this old guy first!!"
As if Ding Xiaoyi couldn't hear him, he pulled the trigger with his finger, and with two deafening gunshots, a pair of bloody holes suddenly appeared on Liu Chuanhai's thigh.
Seeing Zhen Beifeng become so proactive, Jia Baosan finally showed some relief on his face.
Hearing this, Ding Xiaoyi stopped and looked at the bloody holes on Li Chuanhai's body. His fists clenched tightly and made a crunching sound.
