Chapter 407: Smashing the Hallows Weapon

[Please keep in mind the domain name of this site" ", or search in Baidu: Sanlian Literature Network] A lot of things happened this night, and this night is destined to be a sad day for many people**Bubble!

The people in Langcheng found that there were many people of the older generation who had returned to the city with blue noses and swollen faces, which made the people in the city not know what was going on

"Isn't that the ancestor of the Tenan family? He is a sage who has been famous for thousands of years, who made him look like that?"

A gray-haired old man, his face covered in blood, and the bridge of his nose had collapsed, rushed into the city in a panic

"Could it be that something happened there?"

Everyone looked in the southwest direction, and many people just got up and swept away

When these people rushed to the edge of the entrance mountain, a loud cry caused many people to fall directly from the clouds

"Selling Yakiniku Cakes"

It was a tenor, long pitch, and everyone could hear that the man who spoke up...

Definitely a big voice

Because, there is not the slightest coercive fluctuation in this voice, it is a pure shout

The green smoke is slow, the smell of burnt is strong, just before the bright ripples, a middle-aged man with a beard full of stubble reclining on a boulder, erecting the old man's legs, his feet are still shaking, his right hand is stretched out, throwing a black thing back and forth, this image is definitely a representative of the sloppy man

Not far from him, a rough-looking young man stood in front of a kang on which were laid charred balls or flour dumplings, and the loud cry came from the young man's mouth

"Yakiniku, big, crispy pancakes, cheap."

The youth shouted loudly

"That's what it's called?"

Either it is burnt, or it is still flour, and these people can clearly see the process of turning the flour on the kang into a charred ball

What made these people collapse was that in front of the kang, there was a long queue, some of these people had blue noses and swollen faces, some were depressed, some were frightened, and some were still glancing over here with inexplicable eyes, with different expressions, and none of the thousands of people had normal faces

The people in line respectfully handed over the source blocks that shimmered with color, and it was not until the young man nodded that he took a piece of charred black baked cake from the ondol, and then walked to the side and stood there dumbfounded

Among them, there are many sages and sages of the older generation

"What's going on?"

These people feel like their minds are about to explode

They couldn't figure out why these people were going to buy the charred pancakes, but looking at their expressions, it seemed that they were afraid of the people who sold the pancakes

"Hey, you guys, what are you doing standing there stupidly?

A shout louder than the voice of a young man sounded, and the people who had just arrived were stunned, and they looked at each other at each other, not knowing what was going on

"Look at what you say, it's you who came"

Following the voice, they found that it was a middle-aged man with a stubble lying on the boulder who was talking, holding the black mass in his hand and pointing in the direction of himself and others

"Hey, that shit is not as good as a thing, and it is also called a baked cake? Is that something that people eat?"

A strong man with a surging breath, a fat body, like a fierce beast, looked very disdainful, stretched out a finger, pointed to the black and white balls on the burning kang, and spoke

Shit is not as good as human food

As soon as these words were spoken, he felt a burst of coolness surging up all over his body, and goosebumps jumped wildly, as if he was being stared at by ten thousand poisonous snakes

With a slight sweep of his eyes, he found that whether he was holding the charred black dough in his hands or queuing up, he was looking at him with extremely unkind eyes, and he was almost about to attack in groups

His heart sank, and his expression was stunned

Like, said the wrong thing

"Bang"

"Click"

There was a sudden thud, carrying the sound of bones breaking, and everyone saw that the fat man who spoke, with a dark thing printed on his face, blood splattered, molars spit out, his back face, his body fell like a meteor, and he fell into the mountains in the distance, and the loud sound startled countless birds and beasts

In this situation, the people in line below just looked like a matter of course, and there seemed to be no surprise, and they all had a look of schadenfreude on their faces

However, these later people, almost did not dislocate their jaws

The sturdy man, the surging breath on his body, invisibly swayed the space, this is the phenomenon of cultivating the Holy Realm, but he was hit by a pitch-black thing, and his life and death were unknown, how did these people suffer

"You girl, you can't kill you, you dare to come and smash my field"

Smelling the sound, everyone looked over, only to see that the middle-aged man on the boulder had already stood up, crossed his waist, raised his hands, and scolded there

This appearance made the hearts of the people present twitch

It's too arrogant

It's too underdrawn

"What do you see? This is Lao Tzu's territory, I'm not here to buy baked cakes, so hurry up and get rid of Lao Tzu."

He glared and shouted at the people who had just arrived

In the blink of an eye, a pitch-black ball appeared on his right hand

Looking at the inexplicable thing floating in his hand, how everyone looked at it, it was like the so-called baked cake on the fire

After the violent shock, these people looked at the round ball, and they were shocked, and no one wanted to be hit for a while, so they lowered down one after another

At this time, these later ones were thoroughly understood

Why, there are those whose faces are collapsed will return to the city, why, these people will stand here obediently queuing up to buy baked cakes

They lined up, thinking so in their hearts, but they couldn't stop glancing in the direction of Langcheng

"Why hasn't anyone come yet?"

What they seem to be expecting

It was a bloody night, and I don't know how many people's blood and tears were shed in this mountain, and how many people's molars were piled up

The people lining up and holding the pitch-black object, looking at the shocked expressions of the latecomers, all felt extremely happy in their hearts

"Who the hell is that?"

Looking at the middle-aged stubble lying on the boulder, no one's heart can remain calm

It seems that this night, there is no one who can bear his baked cake

Listening to the thudding sound and looking at the picture of the blood blooming, this really makes people wonder why the light and thin baked cake has become a holy weapon to smash people when it reaches his hands, regardless of the level of strength, no one can hide, and it must be full of flowers

As soon as the baked cake came out, I had it all over the world, and this charred baked cake became the first holy weapon in history to smash people

"What a weird person"

The sages are still the same people who burn cakes, but they make themselves sloppy and sell baked cakes in this barren mountains and mountains, which makes people think about it

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

dared to think, but no one dared to say it, and even his expression did not dare to show

"Selling Yakiniku Cakes"

The shiny source block was sent out, and the black baked cake was brought back, and only by holding this black baked cake did they have a sense of security in their hearts

The charred black baked cake is the only talisman in this area