Chapter 102: The Chosen One
But as soon as Wu Ming's idea was born, he was ruthlessly interrupted by words.
"Oh no, it's the monkey! Sure enough, it's the one who caused this commotion, and we have to stop the rain, and then ask why, and don't let it get hurt." ”
"Yes, it can be sketched on the ground before, escape words, presumably it may understand our language, the situation is urgent, get clues from it can be proof"
"There is only one monkey, everyone has a move, whoever can save the monkey will listen to whomever he wants, provided that they can't help when they make a move, otherwise it will be difficult to liquidate. ”
Everyone is worthy of being the old monster hidden in that sect, and they quickly thought of a corresponding way when they observed the matter, but the complexity of this matter was far from being known at their level.
Look at each other, and the agreement will take effect immediately.
The raindrops were already close in front of the monkey, and suddenly a huge rainbow shell-like armor appeared there, resisting the bombardment of the raindrops.
"I'll come first. ”
Then a leisurely voice sounded, and one of the people, a plump and rounded Wu Zong, was swaying his body, walking step by step in the direction of the monkey, he unfurled his unique armor, and spread the raindrops outside.
The essence of its derivatives is the colorful shellfish, a shellfish creature that lives at the bottom of the spiritual lake for many years and experiences the impact of spiritual water, and has a strong adaptability to environmental changes.
Seeing him block countless attacks of acid rain droplets one after another, his complacent appearance stood out.
But if the matter ends so easily, I am really sorry for the dark clouds that spread all over the world.
A wave of offensive has been exhausted, and there are a few small burn marks left on the armor of the colorful god shell, which are not worth mentioning compared to the thick shell.
But after all, I can't stand the lot!
I don't know if the acid rain fell regularly and was caught up by the fat martial sect, or their rhythm suddenly became crazy, and a series of acid rain raindrops continued to bombard the place where they originally left traces, no matter where the raindrops fell from, they would swim to that position, as if the colorful god shell was locked by the dark clouds on it.
After continuous bombardment, Fat Wuzong seemed quite struggling, and when he made a move, because of the verbal agreement, others could only watch the play on the sidelines, and no one helped him at all.
At the final moment, he had no choice but to give up.
Taking the lead but cheapening others, although he is unwilling, but the spiritual power is consumed too quickly, and it is not worth losing on this.
After he retreated, another man followed, and this time, he was ready to take on multiple raindrop attacks in a row, and the token unfolded, a rampaging gorilla.
The orangutan flapped its chest, full of momentum, as if it had inexhaustible strength.
As a model of rough skin and thick flesh among animals, he was quite confident in his derivatives, but the man didn't expect that the dark clouds played a very big joke on him.
The clouds rolled, and then the countless drops of rain that were about to fall gathered into a palm print, and then fell to the ground and slapped on the orangutan's body.
"~"
Suddenly, that orangutan martial sect was shocked by this fierce bombardment and vomited blood, and the spiritual power that had just been running was suppressed in minutes, and he was also in a dilemma, unable to pull out at all.
Compared to the one just now, he was not so lucky, and as soon as he floated down, he didn't leave any emotion at all, and slapped his evolved orangutan under this giant palm together with himself.
This time, the rain wrapped him all and soaked his clothes, but unlike the corrosive body of the Martial Sect, he was fine, and it was a blessing in misfortune.
However, in terms of the degree of humiliation, he has set a new high, and no one would have thought that the rain condensed by this dark cloud would be so evil.
The evil sect is so bad that even these strong people who stand at the pinnacle of the continent suffer a big loss if they don't pay attention to it.
After warming up, they all knew that the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be brewing a bigger blow.
Boom ~ Boom ~
Sure enough, the color of the void changed, and the black was outlawed by a pure cyan, and a crystal clear green dragon appeared faintly, its body was interspersed in the clouds, and its demeanor was noble and elegant.
"This kind of breath is simply terrifying, and I still don't make a move. ”
"Me ...... too"
Seeing that the aura was strong, some people retreated, and with the experience of those people, they were determined in their hearts, and this green dragon was not something they could solve.
One after another, voices rang out, all giving up.
Seeing that everyone had expressed their positions, the white-haired old man also chose to quit.
And among the people, only Chu Hua's sect remained, the one from the Immortal Peak, the Supreme Elder, and the purple-haired old man.
At this time, Wu Ming, standing in the corner on the side, was ignored, he knew that this was acid rain, but he never thought that the power of this acid rain was so amazing, with locking, tracking, continuous fire, critical hits, transformation and other special ***, rather than acid rain, it was more like a puppet that was manipulated and hidden in the clouds in the air.
That green dragon should be regarded as the more powerful one among the puppets.
It's normal for someone to give up.
"Then the old man, you're welcome. ”
The purple-haired old man said casually, and his body moved, and his originally slender hands became thicker, until they developed into giant-like sizes, full ten zhang long, and his body remained unchanged.
His hands are the so-called derivatives, which also explains the secret of the so-called immortality of Immortal Peak, that is, the physical abnormalities caused by his derivatives being above the body.
Although it was a little difficult to move, it was still able to lock the range of activity of the green dragon within the limited activity space.
"The handicapped hand is ever-changing, and it should be ever-changing......"
The purple-haired old man had words in his mouth.
Right away.
The green dragon was immediately caught by the phantom that floated out of the giant hand that the purple-haired old man himself had evolved, and finally dragged him back to his real giant hand Zheng little by little
Grabbing it already represented victory, but he unceremoniously crushed the green dragon in his hand, and then no longer caring whether the empty dark cloud retreated, the giant hand immediately withdrew, and in a flash, he came to the monkey who had moved his position.
Don't look at him so relaxed, but the old palm on his back has been corroded to the point that he can almost see the bare white bones, and he endured the pain for the sake of the agreement, and he still stood there.
When the battle is over, it is his turn to enjoy the fruits of this victory.
Just as the purple-haired old man was about to reach the monkey's tail, the latter actually wilted to an invisible ball of light, and finally slammed into a black cherry
That monkey disappeared under the noses of many Taishang.
"Who did it?"
The purple-haired old man looked around and said unhappily.
Originally, there was no doubt that this was in his pocket, but he didn't expect that someone would still be the first to take the lead, but he knew all about these old guys of the sect, and he didn't remember who would have the ability to take food in his own hands.
At this time, in the interior of Wu Ming, a monkey was jumping up and down, impatient and non-stop, so noisy that Wu Ming, whose soul was inexplicably forcibly pulled into the interior world, sighed fiercely.
Wu Ming didn't expect that he waved his hand just right, and actually absorbed the monkey into his inner Zheng