The Riddler Get Out of Terra

But to Xi Bao, who knows everything, Hao Zhao is just missing a fingernail at most - his body has long been an invisible magnetic field covering the entire direction!

It's just that she used the art of transcendence to stick to Hao Zhao's skin and couldn't break away from the skin and enter the magnetic field. Otherwise, Hao Zhao could even throw away the burnt black skin.

Wouldn't it be nice to wait until the old beast and the real dragon fight to the death before taking action?

It's just that even if the orange cat is angry and blood-soaked, his conscience is the second most important person here. He can't throw away Miss Xi who has always been by his side - saving Jingzhe is the end of all benevolence, so framing Miss Xi is nothing. A clear conscience?

So you were too fierce and just pressed them both down and beat them?

Using the orange cat's perception to check the status of the two outsiders, Qingdai Xiaolong couldn't help but coil himself tighter.

"awesome."

The reality did not slow down in the slightest because of Xi's conversation. Before Xi Bao and Hao Zhao finished speaking, Zhenlong, who raised his head with difficulty and saw that it was well-ventilated, was already making a sound without hesitation.

He still had the same tone as when he induced Hao Zhao to sacrifice Jingzhe, leisurely, confident and powerful——

Click.

Hao Zhao didn't even give him a chance, and directly tore the entire head of the True Dragon Dharmakaya into pieces without any intention of exchanging any words.

Jingzhe sighed in despair - even if the monster wanted to usurp her body, it was still part of the real dragon. Seeing the faith in his heart being torn off by Hao Zhao like a chicken, the Qilin agent couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. feeling.

But Hao Zhao didn't.

The orange cat didn't even think about continuing to pay attention to the corpse of the real dragon whose head was crushed by him and fell limply to the ground. Ever since he killed the real dragon in front of Jingzhe, his expression had gradually become serious. Now, half of his face is covered with blood. Black becomes ink.

As if in response to Hao Zhao's alertness, or as if he was infected by the orange cat's cautious aura, the real dragon corpse and "Xi" were beaten to pieces by Hao Zhao's punch. The body of the body dissolved as if triggering a reaction condition. When the indistinguishable liquid dripped onto the ground, the corrosive sound made Jingzhe couldn't help but protect her nasal cavity.

But soon she no longer had to protect her nose.

hold head high--! ! ! ! ! ! !

A vast, vast, whistling sound as if there were countless demons and monsters rang out from the ground. The orange cat almost immediately flew away from the place in the next moment, not forgetting to protect Jingzhe with an electromagnetic barrier, and threw it dozens of miles away in one breath. outside--

But compared to the monsters tearing apart the earth for tens of miles, I think they can surpass them with just a wagging of their tails!

Jingzhe looked outside through the tough electromagnetic barrier, and his mind was trembling.

Chapter 315 Stitched Things

"vomit--!"

Even after just one glance, Jingzhe couldn't help but make a painful sound. Her empty stomach swelled, causing her to spit out a mouthful of sour gastric juice.

The things that come out of the ground can no longer be called monsters, but should be called evil things!

The rotten and blackened skeleton is covered with messy flesh and blood, broken blood vessels grow and move around the rotten bones like maggots, the enlarged glands are covered with smelly and disgusting black spots, and a large number of unknown lines crawl in and out along the rotten heads. out!

The time she raised her head was so short that she couldn't count how many monsters there were, but at the beginning there were at least ten half-rotten, half-maggot black skeletons crying up to the sky. The harsh and gloomy sound made Jingzhe so excited that she could hardly tell them apart. Qing Dynasty southeast and northwest.

What's even more disgusting is that in the middle of the body of the deformed multi-headed monster, a strange insect with sharp and sharp tail spines piercing the monster's pus-filled abdomen is actually following the monster and is ready to move, swinging its sharp and biting flesh in the air like a twisted nematode.

Mud-like rotting flesh stuck to its body, and blood-streaked, hissing pus flowed down the monster's entire body. Just by looking at its body, you could tell how disgusting the monster's stench must be.

What is this?How could there be such a disgusting thing in the world?

"All the creatures in the underworld are like this." Xi Bao explained to Hao Zhao in the sea of ​​​​consciousness with an extremely ugly face: "Those who can enter the underworld are dead things, and the life forms are completely different from living creatures. Hao Zhao, you Since you recommended me to go to Kazdare, do you know the death destination of the Sakaz people?"

"After death, they will return to the legendary river of death in Sakaz, and return to the origin of Sakaz in the river that flows through the Yellow Spring - the so-called tribesmen of the Sakaz people will still be with them after their death. What the Demon King calls the resentful souls of Sarkaz refers to the dead of Sarkaz wandering in the River of Death."

"But if they really saw it, I'm afraid they would be scared to pieces." Xi sighed, thinking of the scene Sui Xiang saw when he died for the first time:

"Those souls were not voluntary at all. They were forcibly torn into the so-called mother tree by the river! The souls in the river will never rest in peace, and can only drag their rotting bodies in the river.

Living in confusion in the river, the screams heard by the so-called demon king were not the resentment of the dead against the living at all, but the screams of their struggle in the river of death, which was worse than death. "

"The rules of the underworld are like this. Whether it is the fragile soul of the Sakaz people or the powerful soul of the giant beast, once you enter here and try to return from the dead, you will look disgusting in front of you."

"how about you?"

Hao Zhao asked puzzledly, with even a little interest on his face, very curious about Huang Quan's resurrection mechanism.

"I...if I say I was reborn here, what would you think?"

Xi glanced at Hao Zhao several times and asked awkwardly after seeing that there was no disgust on his face.

"Then can you tell me what method you used to return from death? Can you be resurrected if your soul is burned until there is only a small amount left? What should you pay attention to when returning from the dead? Is there any special method to make up for the loss of soul in the underworld? ?besides……"

Hao Zhao regained his energy, and even ignored the rotten beasts that were making trouble outside and occupying the space with their spiritual energy. He asked Xi questions like he was pouring beans. The face of the incarnation in the sea of ​​consciousness was full of longing, and the thought of Huangquan was vividly on his face. ——

Resandral's Europa Universalis has been activated for almost two years. The speed of technological research and development, the health of the population, the number of supporters, and the difficulty of mining crops, minerals and other resources in the Kazdare territory are all becoming increasingly more and more opposite as he burns. The Kazdare people were extremely friendly, but at the cost, his soul was almost burned to only a little residue.

If it continues, Lei Sang may die on the spot in the next few months due to the burning of his soul!

While Europa Universalis offers reincarnation, where will Raisan find his newest offspring?He doesn't even have a wife!

"...I'm just super stupid for doubting that you will have any psychological changes because of this kind of thing."

Xi Bao crouched on his body, the little dragon looked at Hao Zhao with its pointed beak protruding, and the tip of its tail was curled up.

"I am a fragment of the age. I am different from those immortals. When I enter the underworld, I will be directly swallowed by the age. Therefore, I have always been alive and do not have this state of decay."

She gloomily said something that greatly disappointed Hao Zhao. When she mentioned that she would be devoured by age, her whole body collapsed, as if she was thinking of something in the past that she was unwilling to mention in her entire life.

"..."

Hao Zhao originally wanted to ask more questions, but seeing Xi's gloomy and inexplicable appearance, the rare liveliness of the calm orange cat also faded away. He silently withdrew his consciousness from the magnetic field, stared at the front with teeth and claws, and began to use power with power. He wantonly created a rotten beast that belonged to his home field. His withered and ferocious face turned cold because there was only one layer of skin left.

"Newborn."

He commented coldly, and sure enough, he attracted the attention of the two giant beasts connected together.

Jingzhe didn't dare to look closely because he was too disgusted, but Hao Zhao could see clearly that the evil beast in front of him was not a twisted monster at all. The aura of incompatibility in their flesh and blood, the magnetic fields that were mentally hostile to each other, and the incompatible nature of water and fire. Power... everything tells Hao Zhao that the two unwilling and unwilling saprophytic dead in front of him are still the two conspiracy adventurers he defeated not long ago.

But they had to unite. Faced with the pressure brought by Hao Zhao, the two immortals who thought that the other was the ultimate enemy sadly and reluctantly incarnated their most humble images in the underworld.

How can there be anything that lurks so deep that one day it will be revealed?How can anyone uphold a human heart and never live as an immortal?

They are just two monsters who don't want to die but restrain each other driven by hatred!

and so……

"Cooperation?"

"Cooperation."

"His body is mine."

"Her body is mine."

Under the spiritual handover, the spiritual transmission is unprecedentedly fast. Almost at the moment when the decision is made, the true dragon, which was still squeezing the vitality of the year and destroying the cycle of life and death through its tail thorns, takes back the obstruction of [flow], and the year is multi-headed and rancid. The body suddenly let out a scream.

With the help of the real dragon, the power spread thousands of miles and began to compete with Hao Zhao's magnetic field. The roar of power aroused the power symbolizing death deeper in the underworld, and instantly turned into a turbulent flow of death that eliminated all life!

Since you're blocking the road, I'll step over you and keep walking! /I know all about your methods, they look violent but are actually shaky!

Similar words resounded from every head of the stitched thing.

What Hao Zhao did was just tear the dry skin contemptuously and wave the magnetic field fist at the two extremely disgusting monsters!

Chapter 316 Hao Zhao: Year Beast, True Dragon, you have been defeated!

People can punch at beasts, they can also punch at steel, and the best warriors even dare to punch at mountains and waves.

Jingzhe grew up listening to the name of the martial arts master who took root in Yumen. At that time, she was still young and could only practice family martial arts. Different Lei Fa was not allowed to use Origin Stone skills because she was still young—— However, the powerful families always have a way to let their children enjoy better education and a better environment, widening the gap between them and the common people, so Jingzhe was able to learn martial arts from his father at a very young age and gain more knowledge.

At that time, the Kirin girl regarded her father as an insurmountable mountain, and asked with longing, if she defeated her father in the future, would she be able to become the most powerful warrior in the world?

Then the man patted Jingzhe's round head when she was a child, and told her with a bit of frustration that the strongest warrior in the world was in Yumen. He was a master of the generation, and his

This skill is just one of the many martial arts skills that the Grandmaster recorded in his spare time.

Later, when Qilin grew up, he learned the art of thunder and spells, and he also realized that not being the best in martial arts can determine everything in this world:

Martial arts can be used to defeat one person, ten enemies, hundreds of people, or even the mythical enemy of a thousand people. However, the Yan Kingdom has thousands of soldiers who grind their teeth and suck blood, there are heavenly masters who have been continuously optimized and cultivated from generation to generation, and there are countless, The magic is becoming more and more profound. In the face of these powers, what can even a martial artist do?

Later, she learned about the deeper secrets of this ancient country, and came into contact with the concepts of giant beasts, gods, and power. Her thoughts on martial arts also faded away a little bit:

The grandmaster of the Yan Kingdom was a fragment of a giant beast that was defeated by the people of the Yan Kingdom. Martial arts were just an insignificant embellishment in his long life. In the final analysis, the mere tricks of a mortal could only amount to the immortality.

Therefore, she diligently practiced thunder techniques, practiced spells, and even dabbled in military formations and command. She was still able to speak meaningfully on the military formation sand table and tell some ingenious plans for dangerous battles.

As long as we master these, even if the giant beasts return, the people of the Yan Kingdom can still defeat them and compose the myth of the true dragon of the Yan Kingdom, right?

She had thought this many times, and the fearful and evasive attitude of those seniors confirmed her thoughts.

Even after guarding the border for decades, the Grandmaster was still guarded by the Yan army and could not enter the Great Yan Gate; even though he had made countless achievements with his plans, Shang Shu's military advisor was still under close surveillance and could not escape; there were only a few crooked melons left. Zao was amusing himself by hiding in a place where ordinary people could not find him, pretending not to care about the Yanguo people's attack.

There is only Nian who is looking for trouble. She likes to cause trouble everywhere in the Yan Kingdom, leaving legends related to Nian one after another. The Great Yan people discovered her little tricks, but they were just small tricks after all, and the heavenly masters turned a blind eye to them. Close one eye, barely count the years, and the beast quietly thinks about playing in the human world.

Therefore, even its peak master cannot compete with the Yan Kingdom with it, and even the power that is more advanced than the concept of martial arts has been lost to Great Yan. Is there any need to study martial arts?

until today.

There has never been a story told to Jingzhe. In fact, when faced with the power of giant beasts, ordinary people are completely given away. Even the proud capital city can be sacrificed by a monster in an instant. Everyone's flesh, blood, and spirituality have become He restored food to the flesh.

There is no history that tells Jingzhe. In fact, the bodies of giant beasts are so big that the descriptions in those history books pale in comparison. Their scales are as thick as mountains covering their bodies. They are hard but comparable to the best alloys, and are easily killed by real dragons. The year-old beast of sanctions may only need to turn around and wag its tail, and the city that the Yanguo people have worked so hard to build will fall apart in the next moment.

No one would ever tell Jingzhe that in fact, the real dragon had ascended to the gods so early that he could not be called a human being at all, and even his own character may not be the appearance of the eternal saint king and saint as in the history books.

But she had never thought that someone could develop martial arts to such a level that it would make the gods and ghosts weep!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

Can't see clearly!Can't see clearly!

Jingzhe couldn't see clearly when Hao Zhao punched, and when his fist rubbed in the air and emitted a terrifying light, Jingzhe didn't dare to see clearly!

What kind of boxing is this?What kind of martial arts is this? !

Just wave your fist and the world will be empty, only the sound of your fist will break the shackles of all living beings!

Qilin didn't dare to look, so he could only listen with his ears, so in his ears there were fists and kicks accompanied by thunderous winds, and furious hurricanes roared and roared as Hao Zhao fired 27 punches in a row at the same time!

27 punches separated the dark cloud cover, 27 punches smashed the moon and the rising sky!

After 27 punches, Jingzhe had to cover her ears to block out the sound.

The stage of the strong turns out to be so vast yet so narrow. They can make mountains fall and rivers turn upside down. It turns out that ordinary people are not even qualified to take a look!

Qilin smelled the scent of the monster being stitched together. She smelled the faint fragrance of ink spreading in the air. Even if Hao Zhao threw her very far away, she herself was not the life being mainly targeted by the monster. She could still pass through the magnetic field that Hao Zhao had maintained. The barrier smells an elegant fragrance - so what kind of hell should Hao Zhao face in the center of the battlefield?

She smelled a faint heat, which was the cry of iron and buildings being shattered and destroyed under extremely violent temperature changes. The sound of wind sounded thousands of times louder than when Hao Zhao punched his fist. This was the evil dragon calling for the wind to flow. The lingering sound of destruction that has the power to involve everything.

There were more and more smells caught in her nose, including the scream of the wind being stabbed, the thrill of water vapor being captured and turned into poison, the sharp sound of swords made of ink constantly colliding, and the sound of being so pure. Unparalleled determination and ruthlessness, full of murderous intent.

All kinds of killing methods that Jingzhe could and could not imagine collided in her mind with her sense of smell, and various death scenes rushed into her thoughts again and again. At the same time, she died in the melting ink flow, the poisonous erosion, the wind knife, the bone-cutting thunder and the sun, melting into the body. Thousands of times, I kept sinking into death like a nightmare.

Then, the sound of fists shook the earth, and all nightmares were shattered into pieces in this loud sound!

"Magnetic field rotation·25 horses!!!"

The orange cat roared angrily and threw thousands of punches aimed at the opponent aimlessly, and each bombardment was aimed at the soaked world in front of him!

His punches became faster and faster, and the thunderous sound in Jingzhe's ears changed from noisy to neat, from continuous drumbeats to overlapping, and in an instant there was only

A violent and domineering punch.

Quiet, extremely quiet, so quiet that Qilin couldn't hear any subtle sounds, as if there was only one punch in the world, and the rest was all blank noise!

Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch! ! ! ! ! !

The victory finally came in the distance, and the giant beast let out a sad and strange cry!

Chapter 317 Light

The beast, which was so huge that its body was as sinuous as mountains and rivers, lay miserably on the broken earth. Its scales, which were harder than the legendary magical weapons of the Yan Kingdom, exploded piece by piece, and the miserable blood was smeared with broken flesh and blood. The surrounding area was filled with more than ten heads that were constantly drawing the awakening ability through power, and nine were smashed. The pink brains and broken dragon horns were mixed into a ball and stuck diagonally on the ground.

The real dragon that is connected to Sui through its tail thorn is entrenched in the ground. When this giant beast, which has been sublimated with the support of Sui beast, is alive, it cannot find a suitable place to live due to its size. Once it reveals its true form, it will kill Sui. The beasts call them "stupid, weak, and vulnerable fellow creatures", so the real dragon must find a continuous mountain range and hide its huge figure in it.

But now he no longer has to look for mountains, nor does he have to worry about the huge size destroying the great Yanjing City that he has worked so hard to build:

There are no moving cities, famous mountains and rivers, dark clouds or heavy rains here anymore!

The giant beast with its two ends sewn together fell weakly on the flat ground. Its heavy body should have crushed the entire earth after losing its spiritual blessing, but now it fell down extremely steadily without moving at all. However, this It's not because the real dragon has stopped the flow of earth energy and fixed the earth's veins, nor is it because the monsters have been sutured and still have the power to activate their power. They are indeed and without a doubt destroyed by the supreme violence and all resistance.

So why?

Jingzhe, who lowered her head and closed her eyes and covered her ears, raised her head tentatively. The gradually dissipating smell in her nose reminded Qilin that everything had settled, and she finally had enough energy to take a look at the final battlefield.

Then, Qilin fell into silence.

Judging from the body shape analysis, what she can see at this moment is a continuous mountain of flesh and blood, or an ugly flesh fungus covered with maggots that is ready to "volcano" erupt at any time. Either one should occupy Jingzhe's entire field of vision, and follow the moonlight. Even across a long distance, the shadow can still cover all of Qilin's body.

But there was nothing strange in front of her eyes. What she saw was no broken and squirming flesh, broken tentacles or maggot-like blood vessels. What was broken in front of Jingzhe's eyes were only two sharp "points".

what is that?