Alien replication system

Chapter 197 Chaos
Chanyeol quietly hid among the martial cultivators, and he was already paying attention to the surrounding situation just now. Since the appearance of the terrifying thundercloud and red millstone before, there have been martial cultivators coming from all directions in an endless stream. Inside, it has risen to as many as thousands of people.

Among these martial artists, the weaker ones are only at the Martial Dao Realm who are here to die, and there are not a few stronger ones at the Qi Sea Realm. There are even a few of them, even Chanyeol himself can't see clearly, probably they have already touched the Liehou Realm strong.

Canlie has a fiery temper, but it doesn't mean he is reckless. He secretly estimated that if he wanted to be the first to capture the nine-headed beast that attracted the heavenly thunder, he was afraid that more than half of the people here would have to die first, and then he would take the lead. He is good at action, so from the very beginning, he quietly hid the power of the sun in his body, fished in troubled waters in the melee, but his eyes were always paying attention to Cangqingke and Youhun, and... the life-or-death that suddenly appeared teenager.

But, this damn Cangqingke, this voice obviously exposed everyone's attention, it's too early, this old guy!In Canlie's heart, he greeted Cang Qingke's deceased friends from eighteen generations up to his ancestors!
And in the scuffle, there were also a few strange places. Not only did no one dare to step forward in these places, there was even a large piece of empty space for no reason.

It was an old man who was covered with a mask except for a pair of eyes, a stunning woman covered with ice within a meter of her feet, an old woman with a cane with a ghost head...

There are still a few people around, and no one dares to approach them. A young man with a cold expression is casually wiping an unsharp knife in his hand. If someone recognizes it, they will definitely be familiar with it. The symbol of the clan - Wufeng Mingdao.

But what is even more strange is a strange combination, a Taoist priest with a wooden fish in his hand, and a fat monk with a handle of floating dust in his waist. The two are leisurely drinking and eating meat, and behind them, A young man in ragged clothes was standing, rolling his eyes and helping the two of them hold the wine gourd.

The immoral Taoist priest and the crazy monk also appeared under the Beast God Palace at this time, but judging from their appearance, it seemed that they didn't care much about the shouts around them. , Dare to treat it as a human flesh cushion!
Cang Qingke's voice immediately attracted everyone's attention to You Hun's hand, the ball of light that was shining with a dim purple light.

You Hun stood there coldly, behind him was Chu Feng who was leaning on five war bones incarnate as a phantom, on the periphery, seven ghosts stood solemnly, and in their hands, seven huge black death scythes were dripping down quietly. There were drops of blood dripping from the scuffle just now.

"What are you waiting for? Although this thing comes from my Beast God Palace, the one in front of you is one of the nine sons of the Six Clans of the Gods. He wants a different beast. With so many of you, are you still afraid of an evil cultivator?" Cang Qingke coughed softly, and he didn't know whether it was Youhun's three palms that really hurt him just now, or if it was done on purpose.

As soon as the word Xiexiu fell into Youhun's ears, his brows frowned quietly, and a strange light flashed in the eyes of the young man who was wiping Wufeng Mingdao not far away.

But Canlie from the Mangjia tribe rushed up directly, with the power of the sun wrapped around a huge golden fist, and directly punched Cang Qingke, "Old man, who do you think is an evil cultivator? Explain to me clearly, don't confuse me with those guys who collude with hell creatures."

A blue light flickered above Cang Qingke's head, and the bronze Dao halberd that was about to be broken into several pieces had already recovered under his killing intent. The Dao halberd cut horizontally, and a blue light shot out, crashing into the golden fist , dissipated without a trace.

"Hehe, Young Master Lie of the Mangjia Clan?" The power of the Mangjia Clan's sun is blazing and domineering, with the power of an endless flame, which is very easy to recognize, and Cang Qingke is not surprised.

Youhun sensed the power contrast between the two, and felt a little uneasy. This Cang Qingke had been showing weakness, and the attack just now obviously didn't seem to be lacking in stamina.

This old fox wanted to use the power of everyone to get rid of those who had a lot of background in martial arts first, and missed the little white fox in the purple light group, obviously he did it on purpose.

His consciousness was released in all directions, and he was shocked again. At some point, everyone was surrounded by the hundreds of disciples brought by Cang Qingke, and there was a huge economic technique that surrounded everyone. into the range.

conspiracy? !
And You Hun didn't have time to think too much at this moment, because the martial artists below who were reminded by Cang Qingke's voice had already shown their bloody weapons and went straight to kill him, Chu Feng and the Seven Ghosts.

"Hmph! Mr. Gui, I'm afraid that today, you will really become a fierce ghost under my Beast God Palace. Give me the boy behind you, and maybe I can let you live." Cang Qingke is obviously still thinking about it. Specter's belittling of Beast Palace.

Youhun didn't answer, and as soon as the purple light ball in his hand was retracted, he stuffed it into Chu Feng's arms behind him. He shook his arms, like a screaming phoenix, accompanied by an equally high-pitched dragon's roar, a huge black snake Appear behind him!
Qi Sea Realm, this huge black snake is his battle bone incarnation!
"Fight carefully, find a chance to retreat, help me stop these people for a while!" Ghost waved at the seven ghosts, and the seven dark shadows immediately set off a whirlwind, and the death sickle turned into a soul harvester, swishing towards the surging The Wuxiu who came was harvesting, their heads flew flying, blood stained the blue sky, but they just didn't stop, killing all the way towards the sea of ​​people.

Ghost Seven is petite, but the death scythe in her hand is never too slow, often it only takes three swords to go down, and the slightly inferior martial arts level or even the original body level is hacked and vomits blood and retreats. The death scythe in her hand cuts her actual The combat power has been expanded several times by the radiation.

Suddenly, a black dagger like a machete came towards him from bottom to top. Without hesitation, Gui Qi slashed down three times in a row, but with a loud bang, his arms went numb. The hatchet directly shook the death scythe away, and continued to move towards Gui Qi without haste.

Ghost Seven's body hidden in a black body trembled, and she was horrified to find that she couldn't move. The hatchet seemed to have some kind of immobilization technique, and the pair of pupils shrank sharply, and the hatchet quickly enlarged in front of her. !
厱啷——Sparks radiate!The ear-piercing metallic interlaced voice rang out, "Second brother!" In front of him was Ghost Er, who was also dressed in black. Even with the dark samurai uniform on the outside, his sturdy body still looked extremely burly and strong.

The huge death scythe, like a soul-stirring and fatal knife, firmly supported the strange woodcutter.Gui Er squeezed out a few words in his low voice, "Ming Dao clan... Young Master Ming!" Gui Qi was startled, obviously he had heard of Young Master Ming's reputation. None of the prey escaped.

She then looked at the hatchet again, Wufeng Mingdao!The unique symbol of the Hades Knife Clan.

"None of the people I want to kill can survive the next day." Mr. Ming grinned, and the Death Scythe and Ming Knife immediately clashed.Wufeng Mingdao flashed a black light, and slashed at Gui Er Gui Qi again.

"Wuliang's grandpa is a god, I said you are really funny," at this moment, a tattered piece of dust with curly hair suddenly appeared in front of Young Master Ming's eyes, and with a slap, the Wufeng Ming knife in his hand was directly drawn away. Released his hand.

Mr. Ming was startled, and immediately jumped up to catch Ming Dao, but retreated far away. In front of Ghost Seven and Ghost Two, stood the greasy crazy monk, just in time to sort out the curls on the floating dust. hair.

"Wuliang, Heavenly Venerable, were you guys chasing Buddha me that day?" The crazy monk said carelessly, as if he just felt that Mr. Ming was in the way, so he was blown away by a cloud of dust.

(End of this chapter)