The origin of doom

Chapter 800 Set fire to the mountain and sit in prison

The green hat boy was full of excitement, and even his breathing became short of breath: "Senior, can you break the limit of talent?"

Before I could answer, Cantis snorted coldly: "If you can break the talent limit, wouldn't everyone be a first-level master, he lied to you, and he is a fire cultivator, and has no healing ability. "

I picked up the long sword in my hand, and a wound appeared on Cantis's neck, and blood flowed out quickly.

"Don't hurt her!" The green hat boy said nervously.

I used a burst of life force to heal the wound quickly, and both the green hat boy and Cantis were stunned.

After a few seconds, the green hat boy said: "Senior is actually a rare dual-ability cultivator, and the wound heals so fast, maybe he can really regenerate a severed limb!"

After seeing my healing method, Kantis also had a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Originally, I thought that the green hat kid would make a quick choice and choose to break through the talent limit. However, after 2 minutes, he was still struggling. It seemed that Kantis held a very important place in his heart.

"2 minutes is up, you haven't made a choice yet, the opportunity is void." After finishing speaking, I ignored the cuckold's pleading, and looked at Cantis: "Now, I also give you a chance to kill Scott, I Just help you recover your broken arm."

The green hat kid was still begging me to give him more time to think, but he was stunned when he heard this: "Senior, why did you kill me?"

The corner of my mouth raised slightly: "Take it as a psychological change."

Kandis glanced at the cuckold, and then at her broken arm. Although she was disabled, she was still a fourth-level cultivator. It was very easy to kill the cuckold, but she didn't do it, but He lowered his head and asked, "You feel happy playing with people's hearts like this?"

My sword is still on her neck: "It's quite happy. How about it? The opportunity to restore your arm is right in front of you, you have to seize it."

"Oh." Cantis sneered: "I know I might die, but I will never be played by you before I die."

The implication is that she will not make a move.

She probably thought that even if I killed the cuckold, I wouldn't help her heal, but just make her more miserable and desperate before dying.

I turned my gaze back to the kid in the green hat: "What about you? Which one do you choose?"

"Ah? I still have a choice? Let's help Miss Candis heal her arm."

This answer was a bit beyond my expectation: "Why don't you choose to break through the limit of talent? Isn't it good to improve yourself? Do you really like her so much?"

"Senior, I chose this after careful consideration. Maybe you can really help me improve my talent, but it will take a long time to verify, and the rebirth of a broken limb will soon see the effect. After Miss Candis recovers, even If the seniors want to harm us, we can also resist one or two."

The green hat kid is honest, I shot a green light and shone on Cantis, her severed arm grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Remember, it's for Scott's sake to help you recover."

Cantis didn't speak, but just quietly looked at her broken arm.

After 5 minutes, the fix is ​​complete.

The green hat boy asked: "Miss Cantis, how do you feel?"

"It is indeed the regeneration of the severed limb, the same as the previous arm. Who are you, and with such strength, why have you never heard of you?"

I didn't answer, but looked at the green hat kid: "The wish has been fulfilled, I hope you don't regret it in the future, although Kandis owes you favors, but the difference in strength is too great, she won't like you."

"I understand, thank you for your help, senior."

"It's good to understand, let's separate here too."

"What? Senior won't go back? You cure Miss Cantis, Captain One-Eyed won't blame you." The green hat boy sincerely asked to stay.

"No, let's just leave it here, you live well, maybe we will see you again in the future." After I finished speaking, I flew away and quickly disappeared from their sight. . .

……

It landed on a mountain full of corpses, and there were animal corpses everywhere, and most of them began to rot, and the stench was overwhelming.

Although every species has the right to survive, bloodthirsty worms destroy the ecology and make other creatures extinct.

Looking at the tragic situation in front of me, I sighed slightly, and used the sea of ​​fire technique to set the nearby corpses on fire. With the billowing thick smoke, I took out the communicator to contact Ning Rou.

Soon, the pair was connected conveniently.

The gentle three-dimensional projection appeared, her eyes were worried, and she asked in the language of the sixth world: "Xiaolong, did you get rid of that person?"

I shook my head slightly: "I don't know, how are you doing?"

Ningrou replied: "Fortunately, we have continued to expand the 'Defender League', recruited a person with creative ability, and asked him to create contact lenses. The team members of the Second Realm have gone back to visit relatives."

Are you still expanding the Guardian League?It was just an organization I made up out of my mouth, and it recruited too many outsiders, so it was not easy to control.

Ningrou saw what I was thinking and explained: "I understand that the more outsiders are recruited, the more difficult it is to manage, so I plan to assign them in small groups, just like sowing many seeds, some of which will die in the soil , some will grow deformed, but there will also be mature ones, won't they?"

Ningrou used the seed as a metaphor, that is to say, to disperse outsiders to various places and develop under the banner of "World Protector League". Some teams may perish soon, some teams will rebel, but some will obey orders.

I don't know how long this mission will stay in the Second Realm. The greater the power of development, the more beneficial it is for us, and it also solves the management problem. I can only say that it is worthy of Ning Rou. . .

While I was sighing, Yu Jia leaned over to Ningrou and asked, "Brother, where are you? Why are there so many smokes?"

Now the flames had spread across the mountain, thick smoke was billowing, and the entire sky was darkened with smoke.

I replied: "Passing by a mountain, I saw many carrion animals here. Burning them is considered a respect for the corpses."

The boy also came over and forced to show his face: "Brother, you are too reckless, you know how to set fire to a mountain, you will sit in prison!"

I wanted to give him a kick across the screen, when is this, who cares if the mountain is burned or not?Just about to reprimand the poor man, he suddenly sensed someone approaching, so he said: "Someone is here, I will contact you later."

After speaking, he hung up the communicator.

Seven figures flew from the right, male and female, the leader was a thin old man with wrinkled face and mung bean-like eyes, looking a bit wretched.

They fell down holding the protective shield, and the wretched old man asked: "Boy, did you set this fire?"

I didn't look at him at all, but looked at the only woman in their team, and asked, "So what?"

I saw that woman not because she was good-looking, but because I knew her. She was Shirley, the instructor of the School of Dancing and Songs. She had met a few times before, and she also knew that I was a 'disciple of the Lord of the World'.

At this time, Xue Li's eyes were full of surprise, and she obviously recognized me, but there were people around, and she didn't recognize me rashly.

As a level 3 cultivator, when was the wretched old man ignored?So I was very annoyed: "Haven't you heard that sentence? Set fire to the mountain and sit in prison. It's fine if it's another mountain, but this mountain is within the jurisdiction of my dancing and singing city."

I was speechless, thinking that the crow's mouth of the poor man was really sharp. Although I scolded the poor man secretly in my heart, I said: "Who are you? It's none of your business whether I burn the mountain or not?"

The wretched old man pressed the communicator a few times, and an identity card was projected: "We are the Dancing City Special Operations Team, responsible for investigating the swarms. There are traces of the swarms passing by on this mountain, but you destroyed them. What do you say?" Is it none of my business?"

I shrugged my shoulders: "That can only be blamed on you for being late."

Seeing my birdish attitude, a red-haired young man shouted, "I'm courting death!"

As he spoke, he drew out his weapon and prepared to strike, but was stopped by the wretched old man.

The red-haired youth said angrily: "Group leader, why don't you let me take him down!"

The wretched old man raised his hand: "Dancing and Song City has always been known for its tolerance, boy, don't say I won't give you a chance, today I'll let you hit me ten times while standing, if I can move my feet, I'll let you go."

"Stand and let me fight?"

"Yes, and the old man will not open the protective cover to resist."

Seeing his confident appearance, I reconfirmed: "Are you really thinking about it?"

"Stop talking nonsense, this old man is a 'Crystal Body' cultivator at level 3 and level 1, and you are only level 4 and level 9, so it's fine to stand and beat you for a whole day!"

Xue Li kept silent all the time, and now she began to persuade: "Leader, let's forget it."

I was able to kill a level 3 cultivator more than ten years ago. Shirley saw it with her own eyes. Besides, I am still a disciple of the Lord of the World. Now I must be stronger. The funeral was held on the spot, so it was easy to persuade.

But the wretched old man is very confident in himself: "Don't worry, Teacher Shirley, after watching this battle, remember to go back and tell your students."

After finishing speaking, the wretched old man's skin changed from flesh and blood to crystallization, and it looked very solid. This is the first time I have seen this ability.

Since he is in a defensive posture, I will naturally not be polite and punch him!
When the fist made contact with his body, I felt as if I had hit a giant diamond.

His body didn't move at all, but my fist hurt.

The old man smiled wretchedly and said, "This punch is too light for an old man to massage."

It seems that this guy still has some skills, and I'm not going to be polite anymore, his fists are ignited with raging flames, and the six blows of Tianhuo are brewing, and I don't know how many times he can last. . .

(End of this chapter)