Gou Zai Xiong Bing Company Plays Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 42 Qingyang Fighting Wukong ([-])

Leina clutched her swollen buttocks and glared at Lu Qingyang angrily.

Everyone else was put down by one move, but she was "specially cared for". Lu Qingyang took Ruimengmeng's sword and slapped her on the butt at least a hundred times. . .

Although this "minor injury" is nothing to Leina, and it can heal in minutes, but she just can't swallow this breath, Uncle Lu is too much!

If it wasn't for the energy of the brown light that could suppress the power of the flare explosion, Lena would have blown up Lu Qingyang's face. . .

"There's nothing wrong, let's go first."

After Lu Qingyang left a sentence, he jumped into the air and headed straight for the spirit stone mine. Playing house here, how could it be more important than digging for spirit stones?

Besides, Xiao Jiu is still at the mine vein. He might have dug up a lot of spirit stones while he was away, so he has to hurry back and "split the spoils"!

Leina looked at Lu Qingyang who was flying away quickly, and was so angry that she almost exploded.

"Go, go back!"

After glaring fiercely at the Xiongbinglian and the others, Leina got into the cabin of Liming No. [-] immediately.

Go back and discuss the tactics carefully, and whatever you say, you have to beat back all the beatings you received today!
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In the afternoon, Lu Qingyang, who was called back urgently, looked confused.

Is Monkey King coming out so soon?
At nightfall, Lu Qingyang followed the team bored, listening to them chatting about Monkey King, secretly felt it was funny.

The so-called peak animal body is nothing more than the projection of the real Monkey King, realized by the laws of this world!

The memory is not complete, the stick in his hand is still a modern equipment of dark alloy, such a Monkey King. . .

To be honest, although it hurts a bit, compared with the real Monkey King, the Monkey King in this world is weak!

Either way!

Lu Qingyang scratched Xiao Jiu's head, and asked Pindao to try, how much of the Monkey King in this world is the real monkey brother!

"Little Lun, be careful!"

Qiangwei yelled suddenly, and Ge Xiaolun, who was at the front of the team, only had time to raise his sword before he was swung out by Monkey King with a stick.

"Tut tsk tsk," Xiao Jiu pouted and said, "It's so miserable, it hurts just looking at it!"

"Pindao can assure you, it's definitely not as painful as it looks!"

Lu Qingyang patted Xiao Jiu on the head and said: "I have tried it for the past few days. The genetic technology in this world can not only enhance the physical fitness, but also reduce some pain. The more advanced the super gene, the degree of weakening the pain It will be higher!"

"So don't look at how hard this is, it won't hurt too much."

(Note: There is a lower limit for pain weakening, and the pain will be weakened above a certain level!)

"Is that right?"

Xiao Jiu flicked her tail, and said disdainfully: "Heretic or heretic, even the senses have been weakened, so what's the point of becoming stronger?"

Lu Qingyang: "It still has some effect, don't make technology so bad!"

"..."

The two chatted enthusiastically, and the fight between Sun Wukong and Xiongbing over there was also very lively.

After shooting Ge Xiaolun away again, Sun Wukong once again hid himself in the night forest, secretly observing the reactions of everyone in the Xiongbing Company.

The reactions of the others are quite reliable, that is, the one named Qiangwei, I started to fight, and you are still shouting "Don't attack, don't attack". . .

Never died?Or do you want to kill your teammates on purpose?
Sun Wukong felt that if it was a real enemy, the time when she shouted those two sentences caused other people to hesitate would be enough to kill the hesitant person dozens of times!

Then Monkey King saw the contented Lu Qingyang at the end of the team, hugging a cat.

Is there a tourist here?
Sun Wukong frowned, anger surged in his chest, and he disappeared in place with a leap.

He wants to teach this "traveler" a good lesson!
"It's coming towards us," Xiao Jiu said with a gleeful smile, "To be more precise, it's coming towards you!"

Well, Ben Meow is just a cute kitten, what bad thoughts can a kitten have?
You, a monkey, can't bully me, can you?
"Pin Dao sensed it."

Lu Qingyang pulled out with one hand, and red blood appeared in his hand with the scabbard.

The red blood foot is six feet six inches long and more than one foot wide. When Monkey King saw this thing, he secretly exclaimed that something was wrong, and hurriedly wanted to change direction.

Although you are not afraid of something like a door panel, if you bump into it like this, it will definitely not feel very good!

Unfortunately, it's too late!
Lu Qingyang hugged the cat in his left hand, and the red blood in his right hand blew up in the direction of Monkey King.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Sun Wukong simply swung the stick in his hand fiercely, wanting to have a head-on confrontation with Lu Qingyang.

Meow, what a hand, is this guy looking down on my old grandson?

Sun Wukong also became ruthless, and added a little more strength, ready to beat Lu Qingyang severely and let out a bad breath.

With a sound of "duang", the scabbard collided with the stick, and the shock wave generated twisted the surrounding trees, which was enough to see the power of this head-on confrontation.

As imagined, the saber came out of his hand, but the situation where Lu Qingyang's tiger's mouth opened did not appear.Instead, Sun Wukong's hands were numb from the shock, and he almost couldn't hold the stick in his hand.

"If the peak beast body only has this strength," Lu Qingyang shook his head disappointedly: "Then the poor will not be polite!"

"Hey, the kid is crazy?"

Suddenly, Sun Wukong's voice came from another direction in the woods: "It seems that this clone of my old grandson can't cure you, you have to use your own body!"

As soon as the words fell, a stream of light appeared from the forest and rushed to Lu Qingyang in an instant.

Before it was too late, Lu Qingyang swung the red blood in his hand, and another stick hit the red blood.

The huge force from the red blood pushed him, forcibly drawing a dirt ditch on the ground, and barely stopped when he rowed five or six meters!
"That's interesting," Lu Qingyang said with a smile, "Since your body is here, the poor don't need to keep their strength!"

Without Lu Qingyang's words, Xiao Jiu took the initiative to jump from his arms to the big tree next to him, and got into Qi Lin's arms after a few ups and downs.

"Throw this thing away, and watch carefully," Xiao Jiu slapped Qi Lin's sniper rifle away with his tail, and said, "The stinky Taoist priests in the Jindan period will do their best, and it will be very good for you!"

Hearing this, Qi Lin simply hung the sniper rifle on her shoulder, and honestly hugged Xiao Jiu to watch the play.

On the other side, Lu Qingyang held the knife in both hands, and said with a smile: "You and I are not enemies, so Pindao's knife will not come out of its sheath, so as not to hurt your stick, and Pindao will have to pay for it!"

He was very familiar with the trash talk project before the war, so Sun Wukong was not angry, but just said with a smile: "If you have that strength, even if you cut off my old grandson's stick, you don't need to pay for it!"

(End of this chapter)