Chapter 165: Despair
"Drink!"
King Kong glared angrily, but instead of dodging, he clenched his fists together and smashed them out.
The void trembled, and a wave of air shot out of his hands like a substance, smashing into the black vortex.
Rumble...... Syllable!
An eerie whisper sounded in the air, and by the time the air wave had dissipated, the black whirlpool was gone.
Mo Wenqing was stunned for a moment!
The always invincible Sky Splitting Spear gun skill actually missed?!
King Kong didn't hesitate, his arms suddenly turned up, and his huge size suddenly skyrocketed back to eighty meters, and in a flash forward, he picked up Mo Wenqing's void and directly projected it into the air at a height of thousands of meters.
"Roar!"
It let out a huge howl, and the two-meter-long giant foot kicked out a huge pit on the ground, and its body chased after it like a rocket, and another punch hit Mo Wenqing higher!
Call!
Mo Wenqing fell down sharply, he was already seriously injured after being beaten, and he was even more powerless at this time, watching the ground getting closer and closer, looking at Dongfang Wuchen's always cold and beautiful figure.
"Farewell......"
He silently said to Dongfang Wuchen and slowly closed his eyes.
When Mo Wenqing was about to land, Cangyu Hall had already jumped up a few people and was about to catch Mo Wenqing.
But the mountain ghost took the first step, grabbed his thin claws in the air, grabbed him from a distance of five hundred meters, and then gently put it aside.
"Hahahaha!
The mountain ghost happily announced the result, and then said politely to a strange-shaped monster: "Brother Barbarian, the next one will be handed over to you." ”
Of the eleven games, two have been lost. There are only four games left, and each one is crucial!
But seeing that the mountain ghosts are so polite to this strange-shaped monster, this monster beast is obviously not an ordinary person.
Who to send to war?
"I'll do this one. ”
Yuwen was extremely polite and walked out first.
At the moment of stepping out. He released the eighteen Vajra puppets and formed the Vajra Demon Suppression Array, encircling the brute beasts.
After seeing that the eighteen Vajra puppets had formed a formation, Mona also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and said "good, good, good", and everyone in Dingzen Temple was full of brilliance. In order to practice for the disciples in the temple, the defense of the Eighteen King Kongs is super strong, and it has reached the early stage of distraction, and no matter how strong a fifth-level demon beast is, it will not be able to break through its defenses.
They are going to win another game and add another glory to Dingzen Temple!
Oddly enough. The brute beast hadn't dodged since the beginning of the fight, and it wasn't until the Vajra Demon Suppression Array was running that he lazily moved his arm.
Bang bang bang!
Almost at the same time, a string of sonic booms sounded, and the Eighteen King Kong puppets were so shattered that Yuwen was so desperate that the idea of making a move had not even risen, and he had already been pinched by the brute beast's neck!
And the brute beast returned to its original lazy appearance, as if it had never made a move, except for Yuwen Zhiji, which hung high between his fingers.
"How so?"
"Impossible! impossible!"
The crowd suddenly boiled, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes.
But here's the facts. What if you don't believe it?
"You, you're not a fifth-level demon beast, you're a sixth-level demon king!"
Suddenly, Mona, who had always been calm, seemed to notice something unusual. His voice seemed to tremble a little.
Everyone's hearts instantly sank to the soles of their feet, if they were really demon kings, they would be better than a fart, and they could all be killed with just one head!
The mountain ghost said slyly: "Sixth-level demon king? hehehe, once our demon beast reaches the demon king." You will transform into your human form, and only then can you accelerate your cultivation. If the realm is not stable, if it is re-transformed into the body, do you know how much sin you will suffer? The meridians that are so easy to mold the whole body will be broken up again. You have to endure the pain that is worse than death, and your strength will drop by one level, and it is very likely that you will never be able to return to the realm of the demon king! You say, you are the demon king, are you willing?"
The crowd was speechless and speechless.
"Well, this one we won again. Well, you don't have any psychological burden, even if you surrender, what if you surrender? Could it be that you can still turn you into a member of the demon beasts? Next, dog, you go. ”
The mountain ghost suddenly became empathetic.
However, with the next game of Ah Gou, everyone is not calm.
Immediately afterwards, Bai Jing, who was carefully selected and carefully selected, also lost, leaving everyone in a dead silence.
The only thing that was fortunate was that all the losers were not injured and were even full of energy.
In fact, some people even want to be able to exchange death for a victory, but even this wish has become a luxury.
Only one of the six battles was won, five were defeated, and the remaining four did not play, but only the last battle. If this one is also lost, the disciples of the four major sects will have to surrender!
Surrendering to the demon beast is a strange talk! It is an unprecedented shame for the sect! It is a shame for all the human races!
At this point, the thoughts in their hearts turned, and many of them had the idea of breaking their oath, wanting to die rather than give in, and blow themselves up to thank their teachers.
However, the mountain ghost seemed to sense their thoughts, and said lightly: "This king has made the whole process into an image, if you regret it, this image will be copied out of tens of millions of copies, and it will be sent to all the demon kings and big demons, and then they will be teleported to the five major Xuan Domains, not only will you be ruined, but also your master will be left stinking for 10,000 years after suffering the catastrophe!"
"The last one...... This king himself will go out!"
After dragging out the tone, the mountain ghost walked out with four faceless faces.
Everyone was in complete despair.
These demon beasts under the mountain ghost can sweep away them, not to mention that the mountain ghost himself went out?
It's bullying!
......
"Finally caught 200,000!"
After stabbing a fourth-level demon beast with one shot, Xia Xian muttered softly.
After an hour of fighting, his Sky Splitting Spear had already mixed up with his wishes, and ordinary fifth-level demon beasts couldn't withstand his shot at all. This also led to the fact that there were almost no fifth-level demon beasts around him, but fourth-level demon beasts would occasionally rush out, challenging his majesty without knowing whether they were alive or dead.
However, this shot also made up enough military merit points, and directly teleported Nie Wen out.
Almost at the same time, the other lake demon also broke through the realm, and one by one rushed to Xia Xian to report.
Looking at a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old children, and then at Nie Qing and Nie Wen's brothers and sisters, Xia Xian's face finally improved.
On the hill five miles away, the atmosphere was in a state of despair. Thirty miles away in the direction of Qifeng Mountain, a beautiful woman about twenty years old rushed to the mountain with a colorful pheasant with a wingspan of fifty meters. ”
After Xia Xian was promoted to the Yuan infant stage, his status also changed, and the chief became the chief, and Ji Hongling knew his new title as soon as he sensed it.
......
"I'll get on!"
Dongfang Wuchen gritted his teeth, with a hint of determination in his beautiful eyes.
She made up her mind that once she was not an opponent, she would blow herself up. In the war, such a means of suicide is resorted, and the other side cannot say anything.
However, just as she took a step, she saw a figure suddenly fall from the sky, and said lightly: "Leave it to me next." ”
"Huh, who is he?"
"Hmph, a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant is just a monk, can he return to heaven with one hand?"
"Arrogance!"
"Why isn't he dead? How did he get here?"
The people who knew and didn't know were full of surprise, especially the white tiger, who felt even more incredible. Although he didn't know how Xia Xian's cultivation could go directly from the Jindan stage to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant in two or three months, but even so, it was impossible to go eight thousand miles deeper, which was even more ridiculous than the demon king turning back into a little demon king!
"Xia Xian, you go quickly!"
Dongfang Wuchen looked at it for a moment, and couldn't help but call out anxiously.
It's a pity that Xia Xian has fallen into the circle, followed by five children, one of whom is even only seven or eight years old, and his makeup is very cute.
At this time, Xia Xian's upper body was still naked, the long hair on the top of his head was tied into a bun and stood tall, and every muscle on his body was perfect, even if it was poured according to the golden ratio. Coupled with a slender body like 1.82 meters, a pitch-black tasselless spear is held backhanded, and the gun body is carved with various ornaments, it is simply a perfect god of war!
Coupled with his handsome and unscrupulous appearance, he won the favor of all the women present in an instant.
Of course, he also pulled a lot of hatred at once, at least Mo Wenqing was like that.
Xia Xian casually held the spear behind him and smiled at Dongfang Wuchen: "It turns out that you also use a gun." ”
Dongfang Wuchen's face flushed slightly when he smiled, and said, "Can't a woman use a gun?"
"I didn't mean that, I just thought you looked beautiful. Well, the heroic posture is cool, and the women don't let the eyebrows go. ”
Xia Xian praised without hesitation.
Dongfang Wuchen's pretty face was even more flushed by his praise, and he couldn't help but smile lightly, which instantly made the flowers fade, and all the male monks fell into intoxication.
"Humph!"
Mo Wenqing came to his senses, and then glared at Xia Xian fiercely, a little crazy with jealousy in his heart.
"Chief, why does this mountain ghost look at us like this?
Suddenly, Duobao walked out, stood in front of Si Wei and looked up with a small face, and criticized unceremoniously.
The four legs were shivering unconsciously, but the swing was not large, and everyone didn't notice it for a while.
Xia Xian said: "If you don't like it, I'll leave it to you this one." ”
Everyone was stunned for a while, and even thought that Xia Xian was crazy.
A seven or eight-year-old kid who can squirt him into scraps of meat with a sneeze, and still want to participate in the challenge?
Besides, he will die farther away if he looks for death, this is not an ordinary game, once he loses, it will be a matter of seventy-nine people! )