Chapter 680: The Power of the Ants
"Come here!" the leader man took a few steps forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
But at this moment, a burst of electricity passed through his whole body rapidly, and when his scalp was numb, the eyes of everyone present were shocked, and there was a deep feeling of vomiting for a moment that made people unspeakable and had a chill down his spine.
A young disciple who had died earlier had become a bloodstained skeleton in just two seconds, stretching from the skull down to the top of his feet, and there was no flesh in every place, not even a drop of blood fell to the ground.
The young man who was holding the blood and bones was full of shock, and the bones in his hands were still slightly hot, and when he trembled, he screamed in horror a few times, and ran to the man in front of him, almost paralyzing.
"How come...."The man in charge couldn't believe his eyes, he rubbed them vigorously, but when he really saw clearly, a chill on his back went straight to his brain, as if it exploded violently in his mind.
"It's... This is impossible, no matter how miserable the death is, it is absolutely impossible to die so cleanly, it is impossible not to have even a little flesh and blood, not even a minute!" the leader of the man shouted in horror, he stared at the skeleton that had no support in the wind, and when it fell with the wind, it was scattered to the ground, and the bones were shattered.
Except for the sect where Hei Lao was, the other two major sects were shocked and unable to speak, the pair of eyes that seemed to jump out stared at the broken blood and bones, this shock was too big, so big that even Tang Hu couldn't accept it for a while.
He knew that the exercises practiced by Hei Lao were evil, but he didn't expect that it would be so evil, if he went against him, maybe the end would be even more miserable than that blood and bones.
Tiancang forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and suddenly, his eyes changed, and when he turned around, from the gate, a whistling wind blew across his cheeks.
"It's finally here. He said lightly.
Feeling the wind, Tang Hu reacted at this time, staring at the middle-aged man standing in front of more than a dozen young disciples, his slightly strong body propped up the entire robe, and he had a strong demeanor.
However, he didn't feel terrible, no matter how similar it was, he didn't have the strength of the Tianzun Realm after all, and he was just an ant.
Behind the middle-aged man, more than a dozen young disciples knelt down on their knees at the same time, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw in their eyes, and shouted in unison, "Welcome to the patriarch." ”
The middle-aged man nodded, the corners of his mouth smiled and looked at the dozen or so young men behind him, suddenly, his gaze stayed on a bloody bone, and the corners of his mouth trembled a little, "This is?"
"Patriarch, this is Xiao Wu, he... He's been killed by that black old man!" the man hurriedly said.
"Killed?"
Unbelievable for a moment, Long Yuan was a little puzzled, in just a few seconds, he had already become a bloody little five, how did this black old man do it? Even he couldn't think of it.
"Black old .... Black Lao!" Long Yuan shouted up to the sky.
The transparent body became more and more solidified, and it solidified again in the eyes of everyone, the black old man giggled and licked his lips stained with blood and minced meat, and said with a little hiccups: "It's not good to cultivate, the taste is not good, and it's not enough to stuff your teeth." ”
The words shocked the Quartet, even Tang Hu, who has always been known for his calmness, felt a little chilly unconsciously, this guy standing next to him really ate the young disciple, and there was no minced meat left, so terrifying, so strong, this exercise must be obtained!
Secretly deciding in his heart, he didn't say it, but smiled at the dragon source and said, "I thought you would hide in it for the rest of your life, but I didn't expect you to really come out!"
"Hei Lao, Tang Hu, Tiancang, a few of you, you bullied me too much, are you bullying me No one in Xishimen?" Long Yuan roared angrily, he stepped forward step by step, and the anger in his eyes seemed to erupt.
He Xishimen had already died a lot during the previous few sect sieges, and now there are only these twenty disciples left, but one of them died tragically under the hands of Hei Lao, how can he accept it for a while?
The black boss laughed, his voice was full of contempt, "Hahaha, you can't blame us for this, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for being incompetent, blame you for being the weakest of all the sects, and the weak should be eliminated!"
"Hei Lao is right, the weak should be eliminated, Long Yuan, or you surrender early, how can a person like you fight with hundreds of us? I think you can surrender as soon as possible. Tang Hu said with a smile.
"Fart!"
Long Yuan pointed at the three of them, his brows furrowed tightly, as the patriarch of the West Shimen, as the head of the clan, he knew the difficulty of his sect, and knew the hardships of being able to survive for a hundred years, and he must not be interrupted by his hand.
This is his dignity as a patriarch, and it is his own dignity!
"Toast and don't eat and drink!" Tiancang smiled disdainfully.
Tang Hu smiled disdainfully, "What are you doing with him talking to him, hit him directly, beat him until he cries, and beat him until he sees how his loyal disciples die in front of him one by one!"
"Up!"
As soon as the old black word came out, a thick black liquid flowed out of his five fingers.
The leader man was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a few times in Long Yuan's ear.
The moment he finished speaking, Long Yuan's brows furrowed, he had heard of this exercise, but he didn't expect it to really exist, and there were really people who practiced it.
If that's the case, then he doesn't even have the slightest chance of winning.
"Slow down, Elder Hei!" shouted Tian Cang.
The black old man who should have been transparent instantly condensed, he looked at Tiancang suspiciously, and said incomprehensibly: "What's the matter?
"How can Tiancang have this ability. The Tiancang Patriarch laughed, if he could really fight the entire Western Lion Sect in one battle, he would naturally not seek the help of the other two major sects, and he would inevitably swallow the treasure house together.
It's just that he has a holiday with this Longyuan, and the strength of both of them is about the same, he wants to know, he wants to understand, who is more powerful between him and Longyuan?
"I want to have a good match with this guy and see who wins and loses in the end!" Tiancang smiled.
Tang Hu patted his forehead and hugged his chest with both hands, "It's rare that the Tiancang Patriarch has this heart, that black elder, let's take a good look at what level of strength these two people are at before we start." ”
As he spoke, a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the old black man understood it and nodded lightly.
If the West Lion Gate is destroyed, then the weakest is the Taiyuan Gate!
After destroying the Taiyuan Gate, there will be what the Taiyuan Gate has, and there will also be a place for cultivation in the back mountain!