God Killer

In the furnace room, the heat of the ground fire collided with the extreme cold, and they couldn't argue with each other, and the mist surged violently.

The entire furnace room became one yin and one yang, like thousands of soldiers fighting each other, it was indistinguishable for a while, and they were comparable.

The frozen ultimate battle armor on Zheng Xian's body began to thaw slightly under the collision of hot and cold breath.

Zheng Xian was overjoyed, and hurriedly shook the ultimate armor on his body. As soon as his waist could move, he bent down and punched the frozen leg of the ultimate armor, smashing the ice on it.

Zheng Xian stood up, got out of the ice, and then chased after the figure of the little grandfather trying to escape from the underground furnace.

At this time, the three furnace slaves shouted loudly, and they pulled out a chain from the rolling magma. The Furnace Slave was even thicker, and was burnt red like blood by the high temperature of the magma, and every time it shook, layers of sparks burst out.

At this time, the blood-red veins of the three furnace slaves were moving and agitating one by one, and coupled with their black bodies like pig iron, they looked particularly fierce and ferocious.

The chain was pulled up inch by inch by them, and there were strange and unspeakable sounds from the ground, as if something was being dragged out by the three furnace slaves little by little.

The extremely cold air released from the alchemy furnace became more and more solemn and cruel, and the magma was frozen layer by layer, even the magma at the feet of the three furnace slaves began to freeze, and the layers of ice crystals were thunderous. It grew out of the magma, like a forest of swords, struggling upward.

The three furnace slaves were emitting raging heat, competing against the freezing cold. All the three furnace slaves focused on the three huge chains, constantly dragging the chains.

Every time the chain was pulled out, a scorching breath spewed out from below, and the freezing cold turned the surrounding area into a sea of ​​ice, but the place where this chain was located was not frozen.

Zheng Xian raced all the way up, but it didn't take long before he met the troubled little grandpa.

Facing a dead end, Zheng Xian and the little grandpa had the same thoughts. Zheng Xian directly activated the charged particle cannon on his chest and fired it out. Instead of smashing the Wanjin Hammer, it was bounced back instead. If the little grandpa and Zheng Xian avoided it by a hair's length, they were killed by their own strength.

On the left side of the little grandpa's face is boundless joy, while on the right side is full of sorrow and weeping. This guy is indeed a rare treasure in his life, but he is indeed about to die!

The road was blocked, so Zheng Xian didn't even look at the surrounding walls. The charged particle cannon that bounced back finally hit the walls around the cave. The power of the electron particle cannon was swallowed up, that's just a ripple.

"How did you do it?"

After all, the little grandpa's yin and yang face was completely occupied by bitterness, and he said sadly: "I can't run away, the whole furnace room has been sealed, and those veterans outside are so ruthless, even my little grandpa and I are going to circle and kill here together." , my master will definitely not break up with them if he finds out."

The little grandfather's face full of resentment suddenly collapsed and he said: "Forget it, so what can the master know? He has such a good relationship with the bullshit Taoist priests of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Gate, so what can he do to those stinky Taoist priests?" ? Woohoo, it looks like I died in vain this time!"

"What's going on?" Zheng Xian also knew that he was in a dead end, but even if he was going to die, he had to be a ghost, and he couldn't die without knowing it!

The little grandpa turned his head to look at Zheng Xian, and then showed an expression of what's the use of telling you so much, sighed dejectedly, and kept silent like a gourd!

I have to say, this is really an annoying look that wants to be kicked!

Zheng Xiandao: "Tell me, maybe I have a way to get out of here."

The little grandpa let out a heavy cold snort from his nose, still looking like what's the use of telling you so much, is it any use for a guy like you to struggle?Wash it clean and wait for death.

The battle armor on Zheng Xian's left hand made a mechanical roar, and in an instant the vortex-like drill reappeared and blasted towards the little grandpa.

The little grandpa has lingering fears about Zheng Xian's drill bit. He was covered in holes all over his body by this thing. Now that the injuries are still not healed, he has to rely on the fragments of the Baiqiaolinglong box on his back to support his movements. The whole body immediately fell apart, and the bones were broken for an unknown number of joints.

The original little grandpa really didn't see Zheng Xian in his eyes. In his eyes, Zheng Xian was just an immortal cultivator hiding treasures, no different from other immortal cultivators in the fractal period, but Zheng Xian attacked brazenly in the mist The act of killing him changed his view of Zheng Xian, not because of Zheng Xian's drill-like fist and the withered aurora emanating from the drill, but because Zheng Xian would kill him as soon as he struck. He's so ruthless, such a guy must be unusual.

So at this time, Zheng made the first move, and the little grandpa hurriedly said: "Wait, I said, I said, I will tell you to be a fool!"

The roaring sound of the drill bit on Zheng Xian's arm gradually stopped, and the machine couldn't keep turning, and then the fist turned into a big metal hand again.

The little grandpa was delighted to see it. He didn't understand how Zheng Xian made a move in the mist last time, and now he finally figured out what happened to the drill.

The little grandpa subconsciously licked his lips, and said enviously: "Your awesome magic weapon must have been made by the most powerful weapon maker in the world, and it's about the same as my master."

The surrounding cold air is getting stronger and stronger, and Zheng Xian's ultimate armor began to freeze again. When the ultimate armor was built, it was never imagined that it would fall into this extreme cold state, so for this extreme cold base There is no ability to resist, at most it is to ensure Zheng Xian's thermal insulation state in the ultimate armor.

The little grandpa said, "Have you heard of Tianjimen?"

After asking, the little grandpa smiled and said to himself: "By the way, you just came here from the mortal world, how could you know the prestige of Tianjimen?"

As soon as he heard the words "Tianjimen", some information was pulled out from the back of Zheng Xian's mind like clues, just like the end of a thread connected to a ball of thread.

Zheng Xian's head was filled with the past of the sect of Tianjimen, which contained a lot of information about Tianjimen, the world's number one weapon refining school, and if there were tens of millions of magic weapons in the world, 99 million pieces came from Tianjimen.

No matter where the disciples of Tianjimen go, they are admired by all sects. If the cultivators are like gods in the eyes of mortals, then the disciples of Tianjimen are like gods in the eyes of the cultivators.

A lot of information about how powerful the Heavenly Mystery Sect was was flooding Zheng Xian's mind, and then a term appeared in Zheng Xian's mind, the ancient wood divine staff!

The ancient wood scepter that made the whole fairy world frightened.

Broken memories appeared in Zheng Xian's mind. Immortal cultivators all over the sky rushed towards a lonely mountain. The disciples of Tianjimen resisted desperately. Contest, blood and corpses, and countless wreckage of magic weapons are scattered under Tianji Mountain.

The Tianji Sect persisted for an entire hour, contending against the [-] immortal cultivators for an hour. Within this hour, the [-] immortal cultivators failed to step into Tianji Mountain after all.

Finally a voice came from Tianji Mountain, and Tianjimen was willing to hand over the ancient wood scepter.

With one hundred thousand immortal cultivators, even if the Tianji Sect can survive for a quarter of an hour longer, the final result will not change.

Surrender becomes impossible.

Then a disciple of Tianji Sect, with shame, resentment and humiliation on his face, took the ancient wooden staff and sent it to the many sects attacking Tianji Sect.

Among the [-] cultivators, Cao Wang is one of them.

Many immortal cultivators were afraid of the ancient wooden scepter, and for a while, no one dared to take it. Looking at the ancient wooden scepter, many sect masters had greed in their eyes. At this time, a swordsman stepped forward with a long stick in his hand. The sword waved like a giant snake, and it slashed on the ancient wooden staff one after another.

However, the ancient wood scepter did not move at all, but the long sword in the swordsman's hand was attracted by the ancient wood scepter, and was directly swallowed by the ancient wood scepter.

The monks all around shouted loudly, the swordsmen with complex expressions yelled, and opened the top door, flying out no less than tens of thousands of flying swords of five kinds of gold, silver, copper and iron crystals, and slashed at the ancient wooden staff one by one.

At this time, the faces of all the sect masters around were not good-looking.On the contrary, the disciple from the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect who brought the ancient wood scepter showed a contemptuous sneer on his face!