At the end of the move, the huge wooden block at the end of the stick falls off automatically.

Losing its strength to sustain it, the wood seemed to have been stripped of its most crucial things, quickly taking on the yellowish-brown hue of a withered tree.

Unless Zheng Qiu injected more energy into it, it would soon become a real dead wood.

Using Mu Qianjun to smash the Thousand Strange Silver Castle cultivators, Zheng Qiu stepped forward on the muddy black soil, preparing to rip off the magic weapon clothes on the other party's body so that he could subdue him.

As soon as he took two steps, a bright arc-shaped slash flew from his right, raising a large expanse of yellow sand where the light passed, forcing him to retreat and avoid it.

The ground of the Sleepy Cloud Heavenly Prison Mountain Range was all silt, and there was no yellow sand at all, and it was obvious that this sand was the result of the embodiment of the power of heaven and earth.

Dare to perform such a powerful divine realm move in the area shrouded in white mist, regardless of the loss of the power of heaven and earth.

The caster must be a master of the Void God Realm, and may even be a Supreme of the Divine Realm.

But before Zheng Qiu could see who had slashed the sand knife, he suddenly felt an alarm.

At a side glance, the Thousand Wonder Silver Castle cultivator had already gotten up and was raising his right arm to aim at him.

The armor on his forearm quickly flipped open, but instead of a rain whistle sticking out of it, a large pile of parts clicked out.

Like a jigsaw puzzle, these parts are quickly assembled around the forearm, wrist, and fist of the right hand.

In the blink of an eye, a metal pipe dozens of times larger than the rain flute appeared on his right arm and wrapped his wrist fist into it.

What is this thing, tuba rain flutes?

Although it was not clear what it was, Zheng Qiu instinctively sensed the danger, and the size of the metal pipe was very much like an iron sand cannon.

Iron sand cannons are common people hunting objects, and they are only available in wealthy towns.

A carefully poured heavy iron cannon tube, then bought the powder of the fire and thunder bullet from the cultivator, mixed with fine flour and shavings wood chips into the tube, and finally poured iron sand and tamped it.

This kind of iron sand cannon can blast out the iron sand like a cultivator releasing qi to attack, and it can kill a tiger or a pack of wolves with a single shot, and it can also kill a dozen wild boars at a time.

The metal pipe in the hands of the Thousand Wonder Silver Castle cultivators in front of him was exactly the same as the cannon barrel, and its power could not be underestimated.

This kind of thing is only a fool to take it hard, Zheng Qiu raised the wooden stick and aimed it at the man's metal mask, and threw the wooden stick out like a throwing gun.

The metal tube in the right hand of the Thousand Wonder Silver Castle cultivator slowly lit up, revealing a faint inky blue light inside, as if it was accumulating strength.

At the same time, a young voice came from under the metal helmet: "Adversary, taste the dragon roar cannon of our Thousand Strange Silver Castle......"

Boom, a crisp sound interrupted his words.

Zheng Qiu's vigorously thrown wooden stick hit the mask, instantly staggering it, and staggered backwards and fell into the mud.

Zheng Qiu's body was blessed with the golden seal of the dragon, and the power of throwing things was not ordinary, even if he had a magic weapon clothes to defend him, he was smashed by the impact to the point of gold stars.

But the charging of the dragon roar cannon has been completed, and the next thing is to shoot at Zheng Qiu, and it doesn't even need to stand up or sit on the ground.

And in the moment when he was a little dizzy, Zheng Qiu kicked up a small branch and made a handprint.

He said softly: "Wooden clone!"

The energy in his body was instantly drained by one-third, and the branches in his hands were pulled, thickened, and strengthened like a blow, and in a blink of an eye, they formed a puppet, exactly the same size as Zheng Qiu.

Immediately after that, rows of symbols appeared on the surface of the wooden puppet, forming a formation pattern, and then the wood color and texture began to blur and disappear, transforming into Zheng Qiu's appearance.

Zheng Qiu himself, on the other hand, took the wooden stick he threw as the target point, and used it to shrink into inches and jump into the flash and disappear.

The Qianqi Silver Castle disciple came back to his senses and saw that Zheng Qiu, who was shirtless and wearing white wide pants, was still standing in place.

Excitedly, he pulled the mechanism and launched the dragon roar cannon.

The faintly flickering inky blue light in the metal tube suddenly became dazzling, and then a ball of light the size of a human head shot out of it.

The speed was like a lightning bolt, drawing a long ribbon of light in the air.

The dragon's roar cannon pierced through the rain curtain, and actually filled the air with a long series of ripples, and the aftermath of the spread ploughed through the mud on the ground and blew away the remnants of the leaves.

Relying only on the speed of flight, it hits a wide avenue.

Zheng Qiu, who was in the distance, seemed to be stunned by the sound of the dragon's roaring cannon, and did not make any dodging movements, standing in place with wide eyes.

The ball of light collided with Zheng Qiu's body, exploding an extremely dazzling light, illuminating the gloomy and dim woods like a scorching sun.

Immediately after the sound of thunder rang out on the ground, countless arcs of electricity flashed in the inky blue light, and the volume of the ball of light expanded and expanded like crazy, engulfing everything around it.

The violent shock wave visible to the naked eye pushed outward, and the trees were like toys made of sand and soil, turning into pieces in the air flow and light.

At the center of the explosion, a large cloud of smoke and qi mixed and rose upward, forming a circular cloud with a diameter of more than 20 zhang.

The soot carried under the clouds connected to the ground like a dark blue mushroom.

Such a violent explosion naturally attracted the attention of many cultivators, and the chaotic battle nearby actually stopped for eight or nine breaths.

At the top of the treetops in the distance, Ge ruthlessly threw out a divine weapon without vain, knocked a gray sword light of killing intent, and reached out to catch the hammer that flew back on its own.

Then he turned his head to look down the mountain, and immediately saw that in the direction from which the thunder was coming, an inky blue cloud had risen.

"Small nuclear bombs, how can there be such a thing in the Cloud Sleeve Continent, is there any other traverser?"

In the air a hundred zhang away on the opposite side, the Sect Master of the Wen Sword Sect, Dao Hua, pulled out his sword fingers with both hands, and staggered swung to attract the qi in his body.

While exercising, he laughed at Ge Ruthless: "I don't even know the dragon roar cannon of Qianqi Silver Castle, you are still the owner of the ruthless village, and you have no knowledge at all."

Do you really think that when you challenged the major sects and retreated, it was your own cultivation that made you high?

It's not that everyone doesn't want to meet you in general, so let you live!"

Ge ruthlessly looked back at Jian Hua, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he shouted, "Is this really the case?"

Then why do you have to keep your hands, go all out, let me see the true strength of the major sects. ”

As the words fell, Ge Wuru's right hand clenched violently, and his left hand clasped his middle finger and ring finger and pushed forward.

The aura of the aura on the surface of the body suddenly converged, and bright bands of light began to appear on the limbs.

Ge Wuru actually disregarded the environmental impact and boldly used the power of the Transformation God Realm, in fact, he would only accelerate the loss of the power of heaven and earth in his body.

Seeing Ge ruthlessly increasing his strength, Blade Hua mocked: "Idiot, how long can you use the power of the Divine Realm in this environment, I'm afraid you won't be able to support it for even half an hour!"

Ge ruthlessly flew in the air, holding the disaster to draw a long gray-black band of light, and the pen was directly close to the blade birch. "It doesn't matter how long it lasts, just take you down!"