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Chapter 505 Infinite Cannon!Abandonment must die ([-]-character chapter)
In the berserk sea of ​​thunder, a huge phantom slowly emerged.

It was a strange magic weapon, round like a column, with a metallic texture that shone with luster, and secret patterns intertwined on it, outlining two animal shapes, like a wicked dragon panning the sky, like a precious elephant Zhenyue.

When dragons and elephants intersect, mountains and rivers collapse.

Unlimited cannons!

This is Wang Qiong's second flame weapon, the second flame weapon refined and forged after stepping into the second level of fusion device state.

On the same day, Wang Qiong obtained the second black lotus platform in the Dragon Vein of Absolute Prison.

For him, this was simply a surprise.

As a result, Wang Qiong stepped into the second level of the Fusion Realm, and the supernatural dragon elephant burst materialized, fused with the black lotus platform, and turned into an infinite cannon.

rumbling...

The infinite cannon released a piercing roar.

At this moment, Mr. Huafu seemed to be locked, and the surrounding void seemed to be collapsing.

With Mr. Huafu as the center, dots of golden light lit up, gradually expanding like a whirlpool.

They are like cannon points stepped out of the void.

The aura of heaven and earth poured into the little golden light one after another, like sea eyes.

In a blink of an eye, through fusion and fission, the golden light transmitted waves of destruction.

"This is……"

The wave of destruction swept across the storm, rippling in all directions, raging and roaring under the firewood volcano.

Everyone felt heart palpitations, the golden light all over the sky surrounded Mr. Huafu in the center, like big stars that were about to fall.

rumbling...

Finally, those streaks of golden light were like the mouths of cannons, shooting out dazzling brilliance, and a huge mushroom cloud appeared in each streak.

bang bang bang...

In an instant, streaks of golden artillery fire criss-crossed and covered the sky.

The terrifying power seemed to burst into pieces, stinging the eyeballs.

Almost every breath is covered by [-] artillery fires, and just one of them is more powerful than the previous dragon-elephant explosion.

Such an intensive and terrifying attack can almost completely destroy everything in the covered area.

bang bang bang...

Young Master Huafu waved his six arms, and a terrifying vision appeared behind him, with cracks in the black veins, as if to tear this terrifying power apart.

Over the fire volcano, artillery fire rumbled, and the aura between heaven and earth was devoured crazily and poured into the infinite cannon.

This Yanbing seems to be able to be used without restriction.

Five hundred golden artillery points kept bombarding.

Brilliant light exploded, intertwined vertically and horizontally, and the terrifying power was like a sea of ​​​​oceans, directly engulfing the young man in Huafu.

"Damn it... I'm afraid even the controller may not be able to resist this kind of power!"

"What kind of Yanbing is this? Such a large-scale and indiscriminate attack has no restrictions... Can it really be used infinitely?"

"It's a foul to step on a horse... How can there be no restrictions on a murder weapon? Can it let people live?"

"This flame soldier can actually communicate with the void, condense the muzzle, devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and fission into a disaster... This kind of power is indeed a bit against the sky..."

Everyone looked at the ferocious Yan soldier in front of Wang Qiong, and couldn't help but feel fear.

The ability of the infinite cannon is really unimaginable. It takes root in the void, turns the space within the range into a fort, directly condenses the muzzle in the void, and uses the aura of heaven and earth as fuel to generate huge power through fission.

Every path can almost threaten the controller.

Not to mention that its attack density is still so terrifying, with [-] cannonballs fired in every breath, there is no limit yet.

At this time, the sky above the Fire Mountain, within a hundred miles, was submerged by golden artillery fire. Looking from a distance, it was still a golden ocean, full of destruction.

Mr. Huafu has long since disappeared.

Seeing this scene, even Yi Shenxing, who was struggling in pain, stopped crying, and his blood-smeared face couldn't help twitching violently, showing deep fear.

At this moment, he finally knew how terrifying and ferocious this legendary butcher was.

Having such a heaven-defying Yanbing soldier broke some kind of rule somewhere.

The way of heaven is fair, how could such Yan soldiers be allowed to be born! ?

rumbling...

The golden cannon fodder rumbled endlessly, like a thunder god beating a drum, like a Balrog swinging a whip.

In the vast ocean of riots, one can only vaguely see a figure struggling hard, with six arms rushing like a wicked dragon!

"It's so cruel. With one against two, he is invincible. This is the butcher...he is getting more and more terrifying!"

"It's clearly at the second level of the Fusion Equipment Realm, but it seems that it already has the power to challenge the controller. Is this a monster? Butcher, oh butcher... It really is exactly the same as the one in the legend."

"Among his peers, who else can hold him down? This man's luck is unimaginable, and he can always rise against the trend in a desperate situation and sweep away all enemies."

Someone whispered and looked at Wang Qiong, as if truly witnessing the slowly rising tide of the new era.

Everyone knows that as long as such an evildoer survives, he will definitely become one of the most dazzling lights in the new era.

Just like the Twelve Thrones back then.

At this moment, the masters of the Guangming Palace looked ugly, as if they were mourning their concubines. They came here with power. They thought they could shock the world with a single battle, suppress the Guangming Academy for a hundred years, and suppress the disciples of this generation.

But who would have thought that the butcher would actually come out from the middle of the road, almost crushing the two masters under his feet.

Yishen looks like a bereaved dog with a broken spine and decay.

As for that Young Master Huafu, even with six-armed supernatural powers, he is like a crossbow of wrath, and his death is imminent.

"Don't worry, none of them will survive today!" Wang Qiong said with a slight smile.

He stood under the sky, controlling everything, but his calm words sparked bloody killings.

Yi Shenxing's eyebrows twitched wildly, and there was a look of horror in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, the generous palm directly pierced his chest.

"Dharma King burns incense, the loser must die, you should know it!" Wang Qiong glanced back and said indifferently.

As he spoke, his palm shook violently, and the terrible strange force directly shattered Yi Shenxing's heart, and then, that force spread like blood, spreading throughout his body.

The latter didn't even have time to scream, all internal organs were wiped out, the fire was shattered, the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated, and he fell directly from the sky.

"Dead... dead... directly kill the killer!"

The scarlet blood infiltrated the sky, and the falling corpse was like a stone falling into the stagnant water, arousing thousands of splashes in people's hearts.

The disciples of the Guangming Palace will kill if they say they are killed?
Killing Youxin, without any hesitation!
This is indeed like the style of a butcher. He has never had any scruples about killing people, and he just does it when he wants to.

"you……"

Next to him, Wu Twelve looked dumbfounded.

You know, that is the successor of the Palace of Light.

He asked himself that even if he had such strength, he didn't have the courage to kill as soon as he said it, there was absolutely no taboo and lawlessness.

Roar……

Suddenly, in the golden ocean, a phantom rose into the sky, like a great demon.

The robe on Young Master Huafu's body has long been torn and scattered in the wind.

He was bathed in blood, his flesh and blood fell apart, and even bones and internal organs could be seen.

Facing the power of the infinite cannon, no matter how tyrannical the body is, even with the blessing of magic weapons, it will not last long.

puff...

Mr. Huafu's face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of anger and hatred.

One of his arms broke suddenly, and the blood mist surged, directly tearing through the void, engulfing him and fleeing.

"A strong man cut off his wrist? It's someone!" Wang Qiong smiled, as if he didn't care.

rumbling...

The infinite cannon returned to calm, and the golden space all over the sky disappeared.

"Not bad!" Satisfied, Wang Qiong put the infinite cannon into his body.

This Yanbing is also the first time he uses it.

In terms of single-target damage, it may be slightly inferior to the Reverse Thunder Dragon Fang, but its attack range and attack density will cause more damage.

Now that Wang Qiong has just stepped into the second level of the fusion device, he has two great flame soldiers.

Backblade Dragon Fang, Unlimited Cannon.

His strength is enough to crush the third level of Fusion Realm, and he is undoubtedly invincible among the ranks of rulers.

It can be said that Wang Qiong's harvest was beyond imagination during the trip to the prison.

"Come!"

Wang Qiong hooked his fingers, and the strange arm suspended in the sky flew over.

"Good stuff!"

Wang Qiong looked at the broken arm in front of him, the runes on it were still shining brightly, and the strange lines seemed to have life, wriggling slightly.

The white bones exposed in the air were surrounded by flames, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy like a small snake, and then burrowed into the broken arm again.

"Six-armed supernatural powers..."

Wang Qiong looked up and down at this strange severed arm.

Here lies the mystery of the six-armed supernatural power.

It was recorded in "Eastern Mystery Records" that the six-armed supernatural power originated from the innate supernatural power of the monster clan, combined with the three supernatural powers, it is known as three heads and six arms.

It is said that this kind of innate supernatural power claims to be able to kill ghosts and gods, and the void is not destroyed.

Later, there was a great power among the human beings, who captured the terrifying monster that was naturally raised, and realized the six-armed and three-headed two supernatural powers from its blood.

Although it is not comparable to the real three heads and six arms, it is also extremely terrifying.

Just look at the strength of the young man in Huafu just now, you don't rely on Yanbing, only relying on six-armed supernatural powers, you can actually fight against the reverse blade dragon tooth and tear the sea of ​​thunder.

That kind of power cannot be cultivated by human beings.

"I want to see what kind of thing you are to be able to get in touch with this level of cultivation." Wang Qiong raised his hand, and the black real energy surged, directly sealing the severed arm wrapped in flames, and putting it in the ring of fire. middle.

With this treasure, not only can he comprehend the mystery of the "six-armed supernatural power", but he might also gain insight into the origin of the handsome young man.

"Wang... Senior Brother Wang..."

At this moment, Wu Twelve came over and looked Wang Qiong up and down, his eyes glowing with splendor.

It stands to reason that he has a noble status, is different from others, and his strength is also the best in the Guangming Academy. Most people don't pay attention to him at all, let alone get his recognition, or even respect.

But Wang Qiong was different. He was dumbfounded after watching the battle just now.

Whether it's unrivaled strength, ruthless methods, or resolute style, Wu Twelve sincerely admires, even fears.

What's more, Wang Qiong's introduction was earlier than him.

So this time he called senior brother, he was really convinced.

"Well, you're not bad." Wang Qiong hummed lightly.

To be able to get such affirmation from him is enough.

In fact, Wu Twelve's talent is indeed good. It is extremely rare for the pure blood of the Great Xia royal family to retain this trace of blood after thousands of years.

This kind of talent can be cultivated much faster than ordinary people, and when it reaches a certain level, it can awaken incredible power, such as the golden body of glass.

Therefore, Wu Twelve's reputation is not obvious, but his strength is indeed outstanding among the younger generation.

However, he should be the kind who hides at the mountain gate and devotes himself to self-cultivation, so his combat experience is far less rich than Wang Qiong's, and his methods are naturally much inferior.

Of course, these can be filled slowly.

With such disciples in Guangming Academy, at least there is hope for the future.

"Let's go, show you the scene!"

Wang Qiong grinned, stepped out and came to the foot of Firecracker.

There was a hint of awe in the eyes of everyone, and they couldn't help but backed away, making way for them.

Facing Wang Qiong, those Guangming Palace disciples were already terrified and pale.

"It's really kind, you dare to come here to show off your power." Wang Qiong sneered.

"What does this evil star want to do?" Everyone's heart skipped a beat, with a bad feeling.

"Butcher, if you have the guts, then..." Suddenly, a Guangming Palace disciple gritted his teeth and shouted.

puff...

After the words were spoken, his head flew high, and the blood spattered like a fountain.

"... Let me go!"

The flying head let out a final roar, and he stared at Wang Qiong with his eyes wide open, as if he didn't understand that the other party would strike suddenly and kill him.

"..."

"What did he just say? Let him go?"

"The disciples of the Guangming Palace are begging for mercy, just like the uncle's crazy pottery, so hard-nosed."

"Is there something wrong with his mind? Don't even look at who he is talking to!"

How ruthless is Wang Qiong's methods?
Since his debut, countless disciples of the Guangming Palace have died in his hands, and he has not spared Yi Shenxing, let alone these ordinary disciples?
"Please let me live!"

At this moment, a Guangming Palace disciple directly knelt down in front of Wang Qiong with a "plop".

He clasped his hands tightly, lowered his body, and his back was firm.

"Huh?" Wang Qiong glanced at him, faintly feeling something different.

"Zheng Heng, you unplanted thing, our Guangming Palace..." Another disciple was furious.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Qiong flicked his fingers, directly piercing his head.

He talked and laughed and killed people, understating it, scaring the rest of the people no longer dare to speak.

"Why should I let you go?" Wang Qiong said casually.

"I have a reason not to die!" The disciple named Zheng Heng gritted his teeth.

Wang Qiong waved his hand and brushed his forehead.

Immediately, a majestic mental force overwhelmed the past, and a lot of information was transmitted through thoughts.

"It turned out to be a test product..." Wang Qiong was surprised.

The boy in front of him is just an experiment in the Hall of Light. His mother seems to be a high-ranking person in the Hall of Light. She created him with her own blood and gave birth to him through other mother bodies.

From the day he was born, he was abandoned by his mother.

This disciple named Zheng Heng grew up in the Guangming Palace. Since he was a child, he has suffered a lot of cold eyes and bullying.

At the age of 12, he accidentally learned of his life experience and collapsed on the spot.

He is just a test subject, abandoned by his biological mother from the day he was born, and while being bullied, his mother is close at hand but ignores him.

He frantically rushed to the woman, wanting to question the reason.

But what he got was a response like falling into hell.

"First, I don't call you hello!"

"Second, I'm already doing good deeds by bringing you into this world. You are just a test subject. I want to have many at any time!"

From that day on, Zheng Heng went crazy and practiced desperately, so that one day, he would be able to gain enough power to control the situation and return everything he had endured to that woman.

"I can't die here!" Zheng Heng raised his head abruptly with firm eyes.

Wang Qiong looked at him indifferently.

"You go!"

"You really let me go?" Zheng Heng was stunned, he didn't expect it to be so easy?
"Of course, you will die if you abandon your child!" Wang Qiong turned around and said casually.

　Any similarity is purely coincidental
　　
　
(End of this chapter)