Chapter 853: Iron Man, or Hulk?

The Western Temple Thunder God Venerable was a very small and temperamental guy, and he smashed it towards Gu Bei with a thunder hammer.

"Fool, if you don't figure it out, you'll be sent to death. You Western Temples, are all stupid?!"

Seeing that Thunder God Venerable was holding a thunder hammer and bombarding him, Gu Bei didn't have a good face at all, he spoke indifferently, and still bombarded it with an understatement.

Seeing Gu Bei insulting the two leaders of the temple like this, those people in the Ghost King Valley couldn't help but grin, and finally raised their eyebrows for a while.

Ya, after being suppressed by these dog things in the Western Temple for so long, everyone in the Ghost King Valley has long lost their patience, and they can't do it in their hearts.

Especially when Gu Bei's punch was blasted out, everyone seemed to see a tragic and heroic scene of flesh collapse and blood flying, and they screamed excitedly one by one.

"My lord, kill him, kill him!"

"My lord, don't keep your hands, these dogs are damned!"

"Dare to invade my Huaxia cultivation world and offend my lords, do you really think you have two heads?"

......

All the Ghost King Valley disciples raised their arms and shouted.

Rumble!

As Gu Bei's punch came out, everyone felt a violent tinnitus in their eardrums, as if they were almost deaf, and a spark of electric snakes scattered in front of them.

The white thunder electric snake that burst out from the thunder hammer of the Thunder God Venerable was directly dispersed by the bombardment.

And Gu Bei's fist was not damaged at all.

Then, everyone saw that the big man of 1.6 meters in the Thunder God Venerable was directly bombarded into scum.

Flesh, fragments, and brains burst into flames, staining a small piece of the world red.

One punch, just one punch.

Gu Bei gave the Thunder God Venerable to the knot. Everyone present was shocked and couldn't reply, and the warriors in the stick country were even more shocked, and they subconsciously retreated one by one.

The iron-masked warriors in the temple gasped one by one, and their light yellow or brown eyes were full of horror.

"Hiss~~"

"Who is this kid, he's too powerful. ”

"Even the Thunder God Venerable of the Eight Great Gods, he didn't even take a punch from him, and his body collapsed and died?!"

"Nima, how can you fight this hell! Is this guy Iron Man?!"

"No, it's the Hulk, you can't die!"

......

Some people like to watch science fiction movies about the Western temple, a Jinglong's speechless.

"Good~~"

"Good kill!"

"They all deserve to die!"

"Drive them out of the Huaxia Cultivation Realm......"

"Those who offend me in Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away!"

The disciples of the Ghost King Valley shouted loudly one by one, and the cheers were endless.

Thunder God Venerable's cultivation is not weak, even the valley master of the Ghost King Valley is not his opponent, but in front of Gu Bei, he is as weak as an ant, and he can be easily crushed to death.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the huge thunder hammer fell directly to the ground, splashing a pool of dirt.

The thunder hammer fell on the ground between the two sides, but no one dared to pick it up. The guys in the Western Temple were on guard one by one.

Even the Wind God Venerable was trembling in his body.

Gu Bei grinned, harmless to humans and animals, as if the death of the Thunder God Venerable had nothing to do with him, and beckoned to the Wind God Venerable: "That dwarf is too wasteful, it's your turn!"

The Wind God Venerable subconsciously took a few steps back, but he felt that he had lost face in front of those subordinates of the Western Temple, and took another step forward.

But this step did not fall, the Wind God Venerable was directly shortened into half a step, his eyes looked directly at Gu Bei, and he scolded loudly: "Who are you, how dare you kill my Temple Divine Venerable?!"

"Your God, the deity, is slain according to it. You, hurry up and suffer death!" Gu Bei beckoned again, "As for the name, to be honest, you really don't deserve to know!"

The Wind God Venerable's sturdy figure of more than one meter and eight meters immediately trembled several times with anger, and finally resisted the impulse, and said loudly: "The majesty of the temple is not something that can be angered casually. If you know each other, hurry up and surrender to my temple, and this god will play the hall master, and you can be allowed a god position!"

This product is not a well-developed and simple-minded person, although the way of surrender is a bit blunt, but it is not too brainless goods.

"Noise!"

Gu Bei didn't bother to pay attention to whether this guy was deliberately delaying, the five fingers of his right hand spread, and suddenly grabbed towards the Wind God Venerable.

"It's up to you, and you still want to catch the ethereal Divine Venerable?!" Wind God Venerable's eyes showed a touch of disdain.

After all, he is the god of wind, but he can resist the wind and control the wind, and even he can be said to be the wind himself, ethereal and seamless.

Seeing Gu Beichao grabbing him, Feng Shenzun naturally gloated, and his eyes were full of contempt.

The corners of the Wind God Venerable's mouth crossed an incomprehensible arc, and his figure began to dissipate strangely and slowly from in front of everyone. It was as if it had really turned into a wisp of wind and dissipated between heaven and earth.

This is the killer feature of the Wind God, the attribute of the wind, formless and substantial, can be felt but cannot be seen or touched.

Therefore, when he saw the life and death of Thunder God Venerable, he was only a little frightened, but he was not too afraid;

Return to the temple, tell the left and right protectors, move more people, kill this kid, and find the field!

However, in the next second, the Wind God Venerable was sad, and he couldn't regret it.

Why didn't you think about running away sooner?

Most of the body of the Wind God Venerable has disappeared, and there is still a vague upper body in the void, as well as some blurred cheeks of the Wind God Venerable, and there is a faint smile on his face: "Let you see the ethereal technique of this God Venerable, and you will know how small, how ignorant, and how ...... you are Belch...... No way. ”

Before this guy finished speaking, his blurred cheeks suddenly revealed a touch of horror, incomparable, shocked, and shocked: "This ...... Impossible!!The body of this deity, how can it ...... Can't move?!"

What's even more bizarre is that the illusory cheeks of the Wind God Venerable have slowly become condensed, and the illusory upper body has gradually returned to its true body.

The lower half of the body, which had completely disappeared, gradually revealed an illusory shape at this moment, and then became solidified.

It was as if this thing's wind transformation technique had failed, and its body was exposed to the air again.

The frightened Wind God Venerable looked up and found an illusory big hand above his head. Covering the sky and the sun, it slapped down on his head.

And he actually stood there, unable to move, as if all the internal forces of the exercises could not be mobilized, and his body could not even struggle.

He could only stare at the huge palm above his head and slapped it towards himself, and the horror in his eyes could not be concealed, and he howled loudly: "Ah...... Don't ......"

(End of chapter)