Chapter 190: Monsters

Half Moon and the others stood on the body of the Organ Beast Flower Eagle, each of them was looking left and right looking for the figure of the cold night, Mo San suddenly shouted, 'Look', everyone looked in the direction of his finger, only to see a large area of red light suddenly rushed out of a clearing at the other end of Sanyuan Mountain, and the power of the pure fire element could be felt from afar, Half Moon sighed in his heart, Jia Miao is not simple, he can actually depict a fire attribute formation that specializes in restraining the cold night, and the fat man manipulated the flower carving to fly towards the red light. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When there was still some distance from the red light, several boulders suddenly shot on the ground under his feet, and Half Moon let out a low shout of 'Hold it firm', holding the joystick in mid-air and making several thrilling movements before collecting the Flower Carving Beast when it was about to land, Mo San and the others showed their own means and landed firmly on the ground.

Before everyone could get together, dozens of arrows were shot from the depths of the dense forest in front of them, and everyone looked at the woods in front of them vigilantly, and they could vaguely see huge stone throwers, as well as a few sharpshooters who specially put cold arrows on the trees.

Thunderstorm was suppressed by the arrows and didn't dare to show his head, and shouted at the fat man, 'Fatty, find a way to rush out, we didn't come here with them to waste time'.

The fat man lay on a mound, his face was close to the ground before he could see the situation in the forest, more than twenty black-clothed people stood in a row in a fan-shape, all holding repeating crossbows in their hands, although they were not as powerful as the Zhuge repeater he invented, but there would still be a hole in his body, and there were seven or eight people in the trees with iron bows aimed at them.

The fat man couldn't think of any good way for a while, so he could only wait for them to run out of arrows before they could fight back.

After Miao Wujiang activated the Chiyang Array, he breathed in the hot and dry air with a look of enjoyment, "Hmph, does the Lord of the Cold Gate feel that the operation of Qi refining is sluggish, here the Qi in the heaven and earth is filtered by the formation and all transformed into fire attribute Qi refining, I can barely absorb half of it to recover the consumption, the Lord of the Cold Gate is afraid that I can't absorb it at all, it seems that the news I got is true, the martial arts of the Lord of the Cold Gate is a single attribute of ice martial arts, with the help of the Red Yang Array, I don't believe you are not dead."

Han Ye sneered, put on an offensive posture, and replaced his words with actions, originally he was still a little worried, but somehow, the Fengshen Ancient Realm in the dantian showed its might at this time, and the scorching fire elemental refining qi in the formation was sucked into the Fengshen Ancient Realm along his pores, since he could absorb the master, he was still afraid of you.

It's just that what he can't see is that the Ice Emperor raised his head and stared at the Ancient Realm of the Gods who absorbed the fire element and refined qi.

Miao Wujiang told himself that the cold night was just bluffing, the more he was not afraid, the more he wanted to bewitch himself, how could he not see his face without three hundred taels of silver here, running the refining qi and walking on his arms, the tattoos on the arms radiated a glossy light, and in an instant, two tiger-like claws appeared, propping up the loose black robe, and Miao Wujiang rushed towards the cold night with a hideous scream on his face.

Han Ye responded calmly, and after Miao Wujiang entered his attack distance, he kicked over, and this whip leg Miao Wujiang did not dodge or dodge, and hit the soles of Han Ye's feet with his chest.

Han Ye noticed that there was something strange, and the other foot stepped back hard, and the leg that kicked out only used seven points of force, and the remaining three points were pushed back by him, and it turned out that Han Ye's approach was correct, and Miao Wujiang's chest also flashed light, and then the chest muscles like an orangutan appeared in Miao Wujiang's chest, and Han Ye's kick on Miao Wujiang's body was enough to choke him, if it wasn't for Han Ye's decisive strength, this foot would have to be dislocated now.

Miao Wujiang smiled and took a step forward, the two tiger claws and twin peaks slapped at Han Ye's head, Han Ye squatted slightly at his feet, curled up to avoid this move, Miao Wujiang finally grabbed the first move, and naturally chased and beat hard.

One claw is faster than the other, the strong wind pulls Han Ye's hair, Miao Wujiang swings thirteen claws in a row, Han Ye takes nine steps back, and the tenth step falls just like stepping on the ground, the feet are more like hot magma, Han Ye frowned slightly, and the knee of the right leg on the back side hit Miao Wujiang's thigh, Miao Wujiang gritted his teeth and planned to leave a mark on Han Ye's body in the way of exchanging injuries for injuries.

The tiger's claws grabbed Han Ye's throat as if tearing the air, Han Ye's mouth sneered at the corner of his mouth and attacked Miao Wujiang, Han Ye's knee was the first to touch Miao Wujiang's thigh, but it was only a quick moment, and the cold night running word trick that succeeded in one blow appeared on the side of the formation, and Miao Wujiang's claw did not catch Han Ye's throat, but only touched Han Ye's shoulder.

Fortunately, the big one on Han Ye's body still has a certain defensive effect, Miao Wujiang didn't see blood in this grasp, Han Ye shook his shoulders to drive away the pain in his shoulder, and finally a trace of jealousy appeared in his eyes, his jealousy was not Miao Wujiang, but the Fengshen Ancient Realm in his body, and Hanye had a feeling that he was going to be severely pitted by the Fengshen Ancient Realm once.

Miao Wujiang turned his body with difficulty, his thigh bone had been shattered in the cold night, but he continued to run the refining qi as if he didn't feel the pain, the clothes behind him were shattered by the surging refining qi, and a bloody turtle shell appeared behind him, and the lines on the turtle shell were covered by flesh and blood, "Do you know that I Miao Wujiang also has my own pride, if I didn't have you, I would be reused by Lord Zhu, instead of being like now, being the lowest character in the Tushi Palace, I have to worry about being expelled from the palace all the time, In order to continue to stay in the palace, you have to make yourself unrecognizable, these! These pains are all imposed on me by your cold family, it is you who let Lord Zhu see my failure, fortunately, the god of the Miao tribe blesses, can let me find this opportunity for revenge, cold night, I Miao Wujiang swore that I will break your body into ten thousand pieces, and crush the dead fat man to ashes, I will sell your woman to the lowest kiln, and then be the first to patronize her, Haha', Miao Wujiang told a vicious oath in his mouth, his wrist was like a tiger's claw-like fingertips to slash off his broken thigh, a pattern appeared on Miao Wujiang's face between the blood flowing, two sharp fangs were exposed on the lips, and a lower limb similar to an ostrich was stretched out with a pop in his crotch, this scene was shocking enough to make people vomit.

There was a chill in the heart of the cold night, and the Ice Emperor said at this time, "Kid, something is wrong, the Ancient Realm of the Gods only sucks and does not vomit, you have to be careful!" ’。

Sure enough, the Fengshen Ancient Realm always drops the chain at a critical time, and last time I counted on the Fengshen Ancient Realm to refine the Yujiao Yuan Shen, and it won't make a move if it is not forced to the end.

But last time I took the initiative in the cold night, but this time it's different! This half-human, half-beast Miao Wujiang obviously won't give the cold night a chance to breathe, for fear that the cold night would already be braided when the God Ancient Realm made a move.

Cold Night stared at Miao Wujiang's scarlet eyes, hoping that he would lose his mind in this state, and it would be much easier to lose his mind.

Who would have thought that Miao Wujiang seemed to realize something, and took the initiative to stand on the edge of the formation and bombarded the cold night indiscriminately, a yellow light appeared on the tiger's claws, swaying towards the cold night, five strong winds stirred the air and went straight to the cold night, the cold night made a donkey roll next to him and didn't wait to get up, Miao Wujiang's newborn ostrich legs suddenly lengthened, shooting like a spear, the cold night could only be forced to parry, a move in the eight-pole fist in the dragon descending dragon to deal with the past, the two intersected, the cold night took three steps back, There was a cracking sound from Miao Wujiang's leg bones, and after returning to normal size, his thighs became bloody.

The pain made Miao Wujiang more tyrannical, but tyranny does not mean that he has no reason, Miao Wujiang is still consuming the cold night, the people in the cold door have Jia Miao to entertain, and he has time to play with the cold night, thinking of this, Miao Wujiang suddenly inhaled a large breath of hot air, his neck bulged up like a toad, and after waiting for the cold night to stand up, Miao Wujiang opened his mouth and spit out a pillar of light, the speed of the pillar of light was too fast, and the cold night ran the words with a cold gaze and rushed to Miao Wujiang's body, and the pillar of light left the formation and smashed a big tree before dissipating.

Firmly believing that the best defense is to attack, Cold Night appeared in front of Miao Wujiang and burst out all his combat power in an instant, and the eight potentials of King Kong in the Eight Extremes Fist were used one after another, and even the martial arts in the Ice Heart Technique were used by Cold Night in one go, and the surrounding refining qi was boiling.

The cold night pierced the military thorn into Miao Wujiang's arm, and in the end, he could only use the Ice Heart Secret Technique to face the enemy, and the palm contained extremely pure ice mist slowly imprinted on Miao Wujiang's chest.

Miao Wujiang's eyes hid a designed calculation, and one of his intact arms popped out sharp fingertips and grabbed at the heart of the cold night, obviously the speed of the cold night was slow, but he was the first to hit Miao Wujiang.

Even if it was suppressed by the formation, the ten-mile ice sealing secret technique of the cold night still made Miao Wujiang freeze quickly, Miao Wujiang's claws stopped on the chest of the cold night, his eyelids were bruised, and when he gasped, it was a white ice mist, he was not panicked, but the sound of chewing hard objects came from the mouth opening and closing up and down, and after a few breaths, a lot of green liquid dripped from Miao Wujiang's mouth, and after the liquid touched the ice, there was a sizzling sound, the liquid evaporated and dissipated, and the ice cube also stopped spreading.

Han Ye's face changed greatly, and he wanted to retreat with the force under his feet, Miao Wujiang endured the cold on his body and grabbed Han Ye's shoulder with one paw, and said murderously, "Lao Tzu, see how you go, take your life!" ’。

Miao Wujiang's body began to tremble after shouting, and a pattern appeared on his face again, and a scorpion tail grew sparsely under the turtle shell behind him, and the sharp barbs still flashed with a strange light.

Not only is it sharp and abnormal, but by looking at the flickering ghostly light, you can know that the scorpion's tail must contain poison.

As if he had foreseen the victory, Miao Wujiang's movements were very slow, no matter how the cold night struggled, Miao Wujiang still didn't let go, the pain in his shoulder made the cold night sober, he couldn't panic, he couldn't mess up at this time.

There is only a little qi refining left in the cold night operation, the palm of the hand is covered with black cloud patterns, the cloud patterns seem to have vitality and move slowly, the cold night continues to suppress the cyclone, only the body that has been soaked in the creation immortal pool can withstand such a toss in the cold night, the ten miles of ice sealing power of the ice heart and the cloud pattern of the palm are combined into one, the palm of the cold night completely changes its appearance, the black cloud pattern and the milky white skin reflect each other, the cold night legs squatted slightly, and the straight palm was inserted into Miao Wujiang's chest like a dagger.

Obviously he had already established the victory or was bitten by Han Ye before he died, which made Miao Wujiang furious, and the scorpion tail behind him stabbed at the cold night heavenly spirit with the sound of breaking wind, Han Ye gritted his teeth, and a soft breath came out of his body, which really didn't match the hideousness on his face, 'hugging his knees and walking'.

After shouting a word, the cold night disappeared in place, and the reappearance was just standing on the edge of the formation, panting heavily, probably the scorching breath burned his lungs, and the cold night coughed violently for no reason, covering his mouth and coughing for a while, and the blood coughed out of his palms.

Miao Wujiang had two big holes in front of his chest, and the internal organs inside could be seen clearly in the blurred flesh and blood, one arm hung down weakly, and it was pierced by the military thorns of the cold night, and the other arm stopped in mid-air, and there was still a handful of flesh and blood on the shoulder of the cold night in his hand.

'Why?' Why can't this kill you, why are you so hard to kill? If I don't kill you today, I, Miao Wujiang, voluntarily dedicate myself to the god of the Miao people, come out! My child', Miao Wujiang shouted frantically, the reason in his eyes was still there, but he didn't save much, and two beast heads came out of the hole in his chest, one was a bird and a beast and the other was a wolf head, and the two beast heads were covered with sticky saliva, Miao Wujiang pulled out the military thorn on his arm and threw it to the cold night, and when the military thorn turned into a wisp of black mist and disappeared in mid-air.

Miao Wujiang looked up to the sky and roared, the roar was full of beast-like desire to kill, and a third pattern appeared on his face, but this seemed to be his extreme, and the skin on his body was about to be unable to withstand the power in his body.

The cold night footsteps are vain, there is not much left to refine the qi, and some phantoms of people began to appear in front of him, there are the kind Nie Renxiong and Hu Chaotong, there are little confusion, there is Mo San, there is half moon, there is thunderstorm, there are all kinds of figures related to him, the Ice Emperor is similar to a roar in the cold night dantian, and the voice is said, "Wake up, boy!" Wake up, kid! ’。

The cold night bit the tip of his tongue to recover a little will, shook his head and saw clearly that Miao Wujiang was running towards him, and he couldn't even clench his fists, but this would not stop him from punching him, but this punch was weak and weak, Miao Wujiang didn't even have the distance that hand-to-hand combat should have, and the scorpion tail shook and stabbed over.

At this time, a deep voice came from outside the formation, 'and slow down', and when the word came out, the person was still hiding next to the tree outside the formation, and when the word sounded, the person had already rushed over, and appeared in front of the cold night after breaking the formation, holding the Zen staff with both arms and sweeping the scorpion tail that flew over.

The moment the formation was shattered, the cold night operation line appeared in the distance, breathing in the fresh air, and the cyclone that was close to drying up slowly rotated to absorb the refining qi from the outside world to recover itself, and finally felt that it was still too slow, and directly took the posture of the wild horse mane to recover.

Miao Wuqi ascended to heaven, almost split his eyes, and scolded, "Grass your grandmother's thief bald donkey, why do you do good things to me."

This person was the monk who had been looking at the formation at first, he stood the golden Zen staff on his chest, and only after saying the Buddha name did he say, 'Amitabha, the donor must not be a killer, all living beings are equal, why does the donor create and kill evil'.

Miao Wujiang's state is not very good, how can there be any good face when he is interrupted, "Where did the bald donkey dare to point in front of Lao Tzu, get out of the way, otherwise Lao Tzu will send you to see the Buddha."

The monk ignored the cold night that had been vigilant, and recited a Buddha horn again and said, 'The little monk is better than building a seven-level floating slaughter in spring and summer, and the little monk can't obey his fate'.

Miao Wujiang didn't speak anymore, and rushed towards this spring and summer with a mysterious origin, at this moment in his eyes, this monk's spring and summer was more hateful than a cold night.

Han Ye frowned slightly, he had a relationship with this monk who suddenly appeared, but at that time the monk was not ** summer, but autumn and winter.