Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2817
In fact, Mr. Xing has been studying the secrets of meteorites, and has a considerable understanding of meteorites.

Throughout history, there is no precedent for a sudden eruption after the meteorite fell to the ground and subsided.

And he just happened to encounter a meteorite falling to the ground, and this kind of thing always made him feel that something was wrong.

But the current situation is too chaotic, even if he can't completely protect himself, he doesn't have time to be distracted and think about other things.

On the other side, Mo Xian and the others were also resisting with difficulty. Now Su Wu couldn't exert his own strength, and Han Ling'er couldn't even use his Yuanli.

Ding Rui's strength is limited, so the burden is basically on Mo Xian.

Fortunately, they left in time, and are now moving away from the center of the outbreak.

But even so, the fireballs falling from the sky gave Mo Xian quite a headache.

This one careless, I'm afraid it will be beyond redemption.

Even if they are so difficult to resist, let alone other warriors around.

For a moment, the surrounding area was full of mourners, and it was unspeakably tragic.

Suddenly, Mo Xian realized that someone had grabbed his ankle, and his figure immediately stopped.

"Save... help me..."

The one who caught Mo Xian was a struggling warrior lying on the ground. There was a big hole in his chest, and the wound was charred black. It should have been pierced by a fireball.

With this kind of injury, he was basically hopeless, but instinctively grasped Mo Xian's last straw.

He didn't want to grab it, and immediately put Mo Xian in an extremely dangerous situation.

"Damn, I'm dying and I'm dragging the young master!" Mo Xian couldn't help but swear in his heart, because his figure paused, and now there was a fireball coming towards him like it had eyes. .

In other words, he was surrounded.

It would be fine if he was the only one, but now he is still holding one in each hand, and it is almost as difficult as going to heaven to escape smoothly.

"Get out!" Mo Xian yelled, and with a sudden force on his feet, he sent the warrior who was dying to the ground, and helped him end his pain and life ahead of time.

Then, he tried his best to pull Han Ling'er and Ding Rui in front of him, and used his not-so-great body to resist the impact of the fireball for them.

"Dong dong..."

With the sound of a dull collision, the defense behind Mo Xian condensed with the energy vibrated violently, and then shattered without any surprise.

A fireball hit Mo Xian's back hard like this.

"boom!"

There was another bang, and Mo Xian flew forward frantically with the two girls, or they were thrown out.

At this moment, Mo Xian only felt the burning pain in his back, and at the same time, there was a rush of hot breath rushing into his body.

You don't need to look at him to know that your back has been scalded. The fireball that hit him just now contains a lot of power. If he didn't have a body comparable to that of a holy man, he probably wouldn't have been burned. , but a big hole appeared directly.

After a short while, Mo Xian's heart suddenly shook. The scorching hot breath pouring into his body was a kind of fire poison, and it was a very powerful fire poison. Even Mo Linghuo, who can be called the ancestor of all flames, They are all a little apprehensive.

"Damn it!" Mo Xian cursed, forcibly suppressed the fire poison, and then suddenly exploded under his feet, and the Shaking Sky Nine Steps was cast to the extreme in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, he was a thousand meters away, far away from the range of the meteorite explosion.

On a high ground in the distance, the one-armed youth witnessed Mo Xian being hit by a fireball.

He couldn't help laughing wildly, his face was a little hideous because of the distortion.

The sudden eruption of the meteorite was undoubtedly a catastrophe, and countless warriors died because of it.

It is no exaggeration to say that most of the warriors gathered here are already dead.

The eruption of the meteorite lasted for several minutes before it subsided slowly, and the surrounding area was already devastated, with pits of various sizes scattered all over.

There is also a weird burnt smell in the air, which is disgusting.

And because it was too chaotic, the warriors who had gathered together had been completely dispersed.

Because the place where the meteorite fell to the ground was not too far from the gathering point, even the gathering point was not spared and destroyed.

Overall, the area is like the end of the world.

At this time, Mo Xian was sitting cross-legged on a rock, his whole body was red, and blue smoke was constantly rising from his head.

He tried to use this method to remove the fire poison in his body, but the effect was not very good.

Su Wu's condition is not very good, but he was not directly hit by the fireball, it just affected the previous injury.

Han Ling'er and Ding Rui were well protected, and they were looking at them worriedly.

In another place, Mr. Xing meditated and adjusted his breath with a gloomy face.

He was also hit by the fireball several times, so he was also infected with fire poison, and his face was extremely flushed.

The boys and girls who followed him basically died in the fire and rain just now, which is quite miserable.

At this moment, a few people walked over slowly, the leaders among them were the one-armed youth and Lin Kai.

They seemed to have anticipated it in advance and left before the meteorite erupted.

Sensing someone approaching, Mr. Xing opened his eyes, but the eyes were not as sharp as before.

After discovering that it was the one-armed youth and Lin Kai, Mr. Xing was slightly taken aback.

"Old Xing, your injury seems to be serious!" said the one-armed youth.

"I still can't die. I didn't expect that the two of you were not affected at all." Elder Xing said in a deep voice, quite calmly, as if he had expected something.

"Really!" The one-armed young man sneered, raised his hand and slammed at Old Xing.

Xing Lao immediately got up to avoid it, although he got out of the way, but his figure was obviously a little unstable, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Do you want to rebel?" Elder Xing asked with an ugly expression.

"Haha, old man, if you hadn't been protecting that kid all the time, I don't understand why he is in such a miserable situation now. What kind of magical power does that kid have that makes you think so highly of him!" the one-armed young man laughed wildly.

"You think we can deal with him, if we rashly tear our face, it may not be of any benefit to us." Old Xing said.

"It's a joke, after all, you've been away for hundreds of years, and you're actually afraid of a boy with no hair at all." The one-armed young man said angrily.

"That person is definitely not simple, I just want to keep you." Xing Lao said earnestly. After all, the one-armed young man is his old friend's apprentice, and it is impossible for him to watch him dig his own grave.

It's a pity that the one-armed youth obviously didn't understand.

"Enough, old man, today is your death day." The one-armed youth roared, and then slapped Old Xing again.

(End of this chapter)