Chapter 358: The First Master of the Alien Mansion City!
Sirens sounded throughout the interior of Chilin Mansion City, poignant and piercing!
After hearing the alarm, the monks who stayed behind all put down their work, and without hesitation, they carried their swords and killed Tang Zhen's location. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Looking at the monks rushing over densely, Tang Zhen felt that his scalp was a little numb.
But since you've already killed here, you have to bring some loot back with anything, otherwise it won't be a trip in vain!
Thinking of this, Tang Zhen began to throw bombs around, and violent explosions continued to sound.
The whole building was immediately in a state of chaos, filled with flying dust, the wails of the monks, and all kinds of invective.
Tang Zhen rushed while killing, and kept moving towards the location of the treasure room he sensed.
Two lord-level monks suddenly appeared, they blocked Tang Zhen's way, and rushed forward with demon weapons in their hands.
"What about the lord monks, kill the same!"
Tang Zhen's eyes were red, and he faced the two lord monks and killed them, killing one of them with a knife in his hand.
Seeing Tang Zhen so powerful, the other lord monk was frightened and hurriedly retreated.
To be able to kill a lord monk so easily, the strength of the other party is unfathomable!
It's a pity that Tang Zhen didn't give him a chance to escape at all, he raised his foot and kicked lightly at the falling demon soldier war knife on the ground, and the war knife shot like lightning towards the back of the opponent's heart.
"Poof!"
The razor-sharp sword pierced the Lord Monk's heart and nailed it to the wall.
"Hahaha, who else?"
Tang Zhen turned around and yelled, like a madman, and actually scared the pursuers behind him into retreating again and again.
At this moment, more than a dozen grenade-like objects were thrown over.
Tang Zhen waved his arms, and a wave of qi pushed these objects backwards and landed on top of the pursuers' heads.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion sounded, and countless liquids splattered out of the grenade-like object.
This viscous liquid is extremely domineering, burning the walls with a "sizzling" sound and green smoke.
The alien monks who were splashed with the liquid were unlucky, their armor was burned through by the liquid, and their flesh was burned with countless blood holes.
The wails were everywhere, and it was miserable!
Tang Zhen was secretly stunned when he saw it, he didn't expect this kind of strong acid bomb to be so perverted.
This kind of bomb is a weapon that the monks of the Chilin clan obtained in the heteroplane, and Tang Zhen has also gotten a lot of it, but he has never had the opportunity to use it.
Seeing that the scene was in chaos, Tang Zhen would miss such a good opportunity, so he casually took out a large bomb and threw it towards the passage of the building.
After a loud bang, the passage collapsed, blocking all the pursuers behind.
Tang Zhen turned his head to take a look and continued to kill forward.
All the way, Tang Zhen finally killed near the treasure room, and finally saw an alien monk who had cultivated the highest so far!
This is an old man who is quite old, and he doesn't look amazing, but from the other party's breath, it can be concluded that this is a two-star lord!
"This is the strongest person in Chilin Mansion City, it's okay, it's okay, you can handle it!"
Tang Zhen glanced at the old man, as well as the three lord monks behind him, and strode over.
"This friend, I don't know what has offended my Chilin clan, please explain?"
The old man couldn't see through Tang Zhen's cultivation, but he faintly felt that Tang Zhen was only stronger than him!
Although he was furious in his heart, the old man still didn't dare to do it easily, just hoping to make Tang Zhen retreat.
If he fights Tang Zhen, it's okay to say if he wins, but once he fails, he will put Loucheng in a predicament.
As a seventh-level monk, he is the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Tower, intimidating other forces with bad intentions.
The old man had scruples and didn't dare to do it easily, but Tang Zhen didn't have any pressure.
He came here for only one purpose, and that was to empty all the treasures of the Chilin Clan!
"You have indeed offended me, so as a punishment, I want you to pay me all the brains in the city!"
As soon as Tang Zhen said this, the old man on the other side immediately changed his complexion, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared on his face.
"What an arrogant tone, you actually hit the attention of my Loucheng treasure room, I just don't know if you have that ability!"
As soon as the old man's words fell, the three lord monks behind him immediately drove the monk's skills and rushed towards Tang Zhen.
"It's good to come!"
A layer of dark blue ice armor suddenly appeared on Tang Zhen's body, and a sharp ice blade two and a half meters long appeared in his hand.
Facing the attack of the three lord monks, Tang Zhen's ice blade swung out violently.
Feeling the fierce aura coming to his face, the faces of the four people, including the old man, changed greatly at the same time.
"It's ...... Three Star Lords! ”
After realizing this, the hearts of the four of them were extremely bitter!
An eighth-level monk actually came to rob, how could they stop it?
Still shameless?
As soon as the thought flashed, the sharp ice blade had already struck.
The alien monk who rushed to the front was cut off by the ice blade, and then the ice blade castrated and slashed at the other two monks.
"Click!"
The ice blade shattered, but a terrifying wound was cut on the bodies of the two, and blood continued to spill out.
The two monks retreated in shock, and at the same time quickly controlled their muscles, sealing the wound so that their organs would not flow out.
As soon as the two sides fought, one was killed and two were seriously injured!
The old man's face changed suddenly, and after realizing that Tang Zhen's cultivation was higher than his own, he immediately became extremely cautious.
Seeing that the three monks on his side were defeated, the old man had to rush forward even if he had more scruples.
The speed of a seventh-level cultivator was far beyond that of an ordinary lord, and this old man was killed in front of Tang Zhen in an instant.
"Huh!"
Two one-foot-long demon war knives appeared in the old man's hands, attacking towards Tang Zhen's fatal point.
Tang Zhen was vigilant, and after avoiding the old man's fierce attack, he took out the purple electric short sword and slashed at it.
The old man subconsciously raised the Demon Soldier War Knife to block, and the other Demon Soldier War Knife stabbed Tang Zhen directly in the chest.
"Click!"
When the old man heard the soft sound, he felt that the power of the block suddenly disappeared, and he reflexively turned his head to look, but he was frightened and flew out of the sky.
The demon soldier battle knife that had accompanied him for decades had been neatly cut into two pieces at this time, and the purple electric short sword in Tang Zhen's hand kept castrating, hitting the old man's throat.
At this time, the blade of the short sword was less than an inch away from the old man's skin.
A weapon that can easily cut off the Demon Soldier's War Knife can definitely cut off the old man's neck with great ease!
In the face of the life-and-death crisis, the old man shouted, and his body actually retreated a foot out of thin air, dodging this sharp blow.
But Tang Zhen's subsequent kick was directly on the old man's chest.
"Click!"
There was a crisp thud in the old man's chest, and his shirt turned into powder and fell to the ground, revealing the fiery red armor on his chest.
This guy is really afraid of death, and under his shirt, he is actually wearing a set of demon soldier breastplates!
Although he relied on the armor of the demon soldiers to offset most of the strength, Tang Zhen's kick still dislocated the old man's internal organs, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The old man took a deep breath, suppressed the churning qi and blood, and urged the monk's skill to pounce again.
His monk skills were very peculiar, and he saw ten one-foot-long black lights erupt from his fingertips, with a cold aura, and wisps of mist continued to escape.
Seeing this, Tang Zhen was not to be outdone, and a purple flame popped out of his hand, more than a meter long.
The temperature of this purple flame was extremely high, and as soon as it appeared, the surrounding air seemed to be ignited, and the heat wave was overwhelming.
The remains of the beheaded monk at Tang Zhen's feet were roasted by the flames, and then they burst into flames.
Such a domineering flame made the remaining three people startled at the same time.
The old man and the two seriously injured monks glanced at each other, and a hint of determination flashed in their eyes.
"Kill!"