Of course, it is only regret, and the meeting with civilization makes him think of something, but it does not mean that he will give up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the same time, the breath of civilization worked on him, and why didn't his breath work on others?

Since he appeared, Zhang Baitian and they have not relaxed their vigilance.

But it was civilization, watching him sit down, and said leisurely: "Who let you sit down?"

"What did you say?" the young witch lord had a stiff smile on his face.

"Just a puppet. If you come in, kneel down and kowtow to death, and I can also leave some Miao descendants for your Miao Fa lineage. ”

The Young Witch Lord's behavior is abnormal. And the change of expression like his, civilization has seen countless times, and it is a manifestation of the controlled mind.

"Look for death!" Before the young witch master could speak, the gloomy old man behind him had already scolded angrily.

"13 Pope!"

The smile on the young witch master's face was closed, and he said coldly: "I respect you, call you 13 Pope, if you don't respect you, what are you? Dare to be on an equal footing with me?"

"You're just a mere teenager, and somehow you have gained some extraordinary power, so you think you are self-righteous and look down on the world, don't you? ”

"It's a pity, it seems that I can only destroy your ghost and witch sect. Civilization shook his head and sighed softly, as if he was forced to do so.

"Humph!"

The young witch master could no longer suppress his anger, slapped the table, and shouted, "Chekov!"

Following his order, a big man walked in outside the door. The strong man was wearing an oversized black suit and trousers, and his whole clothes were squeezed tightly by muscles, as if he could open at the slightest movement. He was more than two meters tall, and his arms were thicker than an adult's thighs, and he stood like an iron tower.

In particular, the suit he was wearing had large red stains on it, as if it was stained with blood, and it had not dried up yet. It's obviously a return from murder.

And the strong man's eyes were dull, his face was rigid, and he had a door that could be entered with his head bowed, but he slammed it open.

The tempered glass door in front of the hall seemed to be non-existent, and the metal door made a deformed metal fatigue sound, and the glass shattered to the ground.

The strong man who listened to the order was like an old machine starting, and he was extremely inflexible. Pushing the door so simply, he used such violent means to get in.

When civilization approached, he suddenly opened a big hand and covered the head of civilization. Judging from the fact that he broke through the tempered glass door, it is not surprising that if he is caught, his head will inevitably be blown out of thin air like a watermelon.

"What a big guts!" Zhang Baitian shouted angrily and shot directly.

Looking at this foreign man, at first glance, he is good at close combat, and he has already suffered a loss in melee combat, so how can he eat it a second time.

As he uttered a word, a flame erupted from his palm, which turned into a long whip and smashed into the strong man. I saw that the strong man seemed to have been hit by an incendiary bomb, and his whole body burst into flames, turning into a torch that soared into the sky.

However, the suit on the strong man's body quickly burned out, but the strong man didn't seem to feel anything, but instead clenched his fists and hit Zhang Baitian.

Such a melee hand, as soon as it strikes, will punch like a furious string full of bows, and move like thunder. Where did Zhang Baitian dare to take it hard. He immediately screamed and rolled backwards at a lazy donkey, narrowly avoiding the punch.

"What is this?"

Xu Wenjing suddenly screamed and covered her mouth.

The strong man was so terrible that his body was still wrapped in flames, not only his clothes, but also his eyebrows and hair were burned clean, revealing his body inside.

But the bronze-colored skin, full of metallic texture, burned on its skin, and there was no medium, and it was quickly extinguished.

His whole person is like the Destroyer metal robot in the movie!

"This is the secret technique of the Miao method, and the iron corpse of the Xiangxi Yan family, the golden armor corpse of Maoshan is known as the three major corpse refining methods in China. However, their secret art is even more ferocious, and it can only be refined if people live. ”

The grizzled Zhang Baitian got up, remembered something, and said with jealousy.

"Not bad. ”

The young witch lord stood up and said: "Chekov is a big hair, he offended me in his early years, and I personally cast a spell within the sect, and it took ten years to refine this 'Miao Law Bronze Armor'. ”

"His body has long been filled with copper juice, his strength is infinite, he is invulnerable, and he has no pain at all, and he can fight forever. You will shoot him with your rifle, and you will not kill him. Ordinary martial artists can't do anything about him at all, even if they are Transformation Realm Grandmasters, they can also fight. ”

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Ming and said, "How is it, Your Excellency the Pope, my subordinates, have you also entered your magic eyes?"

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts when they heard this.

The living person was poured with copper juice and spent ten years refining it into a walking corpse.

How cruel, what a horrible thing this must be?

Even Grandma Snake flashed a trace of struggle in her eyes, is it really good for her to entrust Xiao Jing to such a person? Will he really abide by the agreement? And Yu Xujing was so frightened that she couldn't stand up straight, and she barely managed to stabilize herself by holding on to the chair next to her.

13 Pope ...... You see?"

Zhang Baitian's heart was extremely tricky, and he relied on the fire control spell to eat. This is also the disadvantage of modern cultivation. There are too few means, and now the flames can't help the bronze armored corpse, so he is numb.

"Refining from a living person, are you sure he didn't mean it?"

Civilization snorted lightly and shook his head disdainfully.

This was sold, and he helped people count the money.

This is also why this method is too cruel and painful, and it is not easy to succeed, so it requires great perseverance. Otherwise, death is the inevitable end.

Bang.

Wenming stretched out his hand to block his attack, but it was not easy, just looking at the ground under Wenming's feet, you knew how powerful he was.

"Moo!"

Not killing the target seemed to make him very angry, looking up to the sky and roaring like a wild beast.

Windows shattered, glass shards and wall ash splattered everywhere. ．

In the hall, the original curtains seemed to be pulled by an invisible whirlpool, and in an instant they turned into rags and butterflies flying in the sky.

"Moo!"

At this moment, another loud roar came from his body.

Immediately, a large black shadow rushed in.

It was more than two meters tall and looked like a very strong white male, but Wenming's eyes narrowed slightly, but it seemed that from behind him, he saw a monster figure roaring in the sky and a human body with a bull's head.

"Another minotaur?"

"What the hell is wrong with this world? What kind of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have all escaped. Wenming was slightly stunned.

"Ahh

Xu Wenjing stupidly hid behind Wenming, and only then did he know to let out a scream.

And that Cherkov once again rushed towards civilization.

Whew!

The wind was howling, and the sweat on his body evaporated a lot, and there was a little rusty smell, and the smell was extremely fishy.