Chapter 787: I'm Not a Monster!

Being stuck in a cave by a bunch of monkeys is a bit funny, but in reality, it's not funny at all.

This is no ordinary group of monkeys, especially the baboon, absolutely terrifying!

Since he couldn't hide, Luo Chen simply didn't hide, he sat on the moonstone and carefully looked at the colorful stone egg.

There were almost a dozen breaths of time in the past about a dozen breaths, and faintly, Luo Chen just felt a commotion in front of him.

Looking up, the corners of Luo Chen's eyes suddenly couldn't help twitching fiercely, only to see the old baboon appear in front of him, pulling Wangcai's tail, throwing it towards him, seeing this scene, Luo Chen's face was slightly cold, and when he raised his hand, there was a soft soul power eruption in the palm of his hand, taking Wangcai's huge tiger body, gently placing it on the ground, looking down, flashing an angry and moved look.

"What a ruthless method!"

Wangcai was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he was covered in tiger skin, and there were scars, which were pulled by his tail and rubbed on the edges and corners of the rock.

On the tiger's back, the spine was broken into three strands, one tiger claw was folded inward, and the bones were all out of shape.

The murderous intent in Luo Chen's eyes flickered frequently, don't look at the way he barks at a dog on weekdays, he looks very disgusted with Wangcai, but he still approves of it very much in his heart.

Seeing it so miserable suddenly undoubtedly touched his nerves and touched the bottom line in his heart.

You must know that the previous monkey clan, he didn't move, even the King Kong monkey that was blown away by his punch, did not hurt his physique, and his attack was extremely measured, but what about this old baboon? How could Luo Chen not be angry when he was so ruthless? Do you really think that he would not dare to kill?

A monstrous killing intent erupted from his body.

Rumble!

The terrifying murderous intent turned into substance, wrapping around his body, and the old baboon felt a great terror, and the old monkey's face flashed with emotion.

"Not good!"

"Old thing, you're looking for death!"

Tear and pull!

He held the void with his bare hands, and a bead exuding the breath of thunder tribulation appeared in Luo Chen's palm, with the appearance of this thunder bead, above the sky outside the cave, it was as if someone had crossed the calamity, and a large area of thunder tribulation clouds gathered, looking at it from afar, it was shocking!

The middle and outer periphery of the Heavenly Barren Mountain Range.

The two major sects were inseparable, and the disciples and elders of the sect fought fiercely, causing a lot of damage.

Among them, especially the Holy Son and Shi Hao caused the most damage.

In the middle of the chaotic battlefield, Shi Hao roared, a gun appeared in his hand, the spear was pointed, he stepped out, pulled out a long oblique shadow in place, and the brilliant golden spear shot straight out, exploding on the death scythe, and the spear was ejected away, piercing in other directions.

The Holy Son wielded the Death Scythe, and at his side, a woman was always by his side, and from time to time, he would help the Holy Son defend against the gun.

Shi Hao stared at the Holy Son, his originally calm face, as the battle began, became more and more solemn, this is indeed a very difficult opponent!

Shi Hao had a gun-intent transformation around his body, the violent air flow blew on his clothes, making a hunting sound, his eyebrows were like swords, and the next moment, he saw that the cyan figure in the void turned into eighteen afterimages, and on each afterimage, there was a gunshot, and eighteen were combined to form a complete set of marksmanship fighting soul skills!

"Eighteen Thunder Strikes!"

The cold voice came out of Shi Hao's mouth, and everyone was shocked to see that in the violent shadow of the gun, there was a figure who tore through the thunder to destroy everything in the Great Terror, and went towards the Holy Son's Cave to kill!

"This ...... Could this be the technique of the little supernatural power engraved on the stone tablet of the sect, the eighteen thunder crits? Oh my God! How is this possible! This little supernatural power, but even the old sect master has not succeeded in cultivating it!"

The elders of the Lan Sect were taken aback and let out one exclamation after another, which shocked them too much.

"No, this is not the real Eighteen Thunder Crit, if you want to cultivate this magical power, the first prerequisite is to need the soul power of the Thunder Attribute Law, and the soul power attribute of the Sect Master is the mutated water attribute ice!

After the shock, some of the old people in the sect saw a trace of the door and explained.

"What a strong attack power!" The eyes of all the people in the two major sects were focused on Shi Hao's body, at this time, he was like the thunder god possessed, too dazzling, at first glance, it seemed to be bathed in thunder and lightning.

His arm and Thor gun are straight in a line, and because of his sight, it feels like his hand and gun have become one.

It was as if his blow could wipe out the Holy Son under Thor's spear with one shot!

Lan Sect was full of excitement and cheers, and some disciples even saw the scene of the fall of the Holy Son, and couldn't help but scream.

On the side of the Tomb Sect, their faces were extremely unsightly, their bodies were tense together, and they forcibly took their eyes off Shi Hao and looked at their own Holy Son's body, they said in their hearts, such a strong attack, even if it is a two-star soul king, it is necessary to temporarily avoid the edge, can the Holy Son take it?

The Holy Son's face was expressionless, he calmly looked at the scene in front of him, unmoved, as if it was not him who was going to face this thunderous blow next.

Seeing this scene, the disciples and elders of the Ancient Tomb Sect were even more worried.

"Haha, look, the Holy Son of the Tomb Sect seems to have been stupid by the Sect Master's shot, and he didn't dare to move. ”

"It's true, what kind of bullshit, compared to the sect master, that's a scum!"

"The sect master is invincible, and his peers are unparalleled!"

......

In this exclamation and shouting in the sky, the thunder god spear tore through the space and came to the Holy Son, it was too fast, everyone only felt that there was a thunderbolt crossing, and the spear came to three meters away from the façade of the Holy Son, and it only took a moment to blast the Holy Son's head!

However, just when everyone thought that the Holy Son was going to fall under Shi Hao's gun, the expressionless face of the Holy Son suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Die!" Shi Hao didn't notice, he let out a low roar, and his penetrating arm stabbed forward, and with a whoosh, the Thor Spear vibrated and came out of Shi Hao's hand at a faster speed.

The spear disappeared out of thin air, his body stayed in the void, this blow, he was confident, among his peers in the Tianlan Domain, there was absolutely no second person who could resist it! Even if it was the Holy Son, he could only hate under this shot!

However, the ideal is always perfect, but the realistic bone feeling is to make people fall from the abyss, and the bones of the fallen are gone!

The pierced Thor spear reappeared, but it appeared in place, still staying three meters away from the Holy Son.

"How is this possible!" Shi Hao exclaimed, his eyes were fixed on the front of the spear, and through the torn thunder, he saw that the Holy Son was still standing there, but in front of him, a shadow appeared.

The uproar in the sky became dead and silent at this moment, and everyone became demented, they rubbed their eyes vigorously, and it was incredible to see that Shi Hao's eighteen thunder strikes that ran through were actually blocked by one palm.

Boom! Boom!

The thunder spear exploded in Zuo Linglong's palm, and she saw that the eighteen gun shadows continued to bombard her palm, but it couldn't shake her in the slightest.

She stood there as if it were a mountain, and any aftermath of the attack was blocked by her alone, and the slightest shot did not reach the Holy Son.

What's even more terrifying is that when the Thor Gun was held by Zuo Linglong, there was a force that came out of Zuo Linglong's five fingers, and seeing it, the head of the Thor Gun changed shape in her hands.

Shi Hao's face changed slightly, he flew forward, holding the barrel of the Thor gun, and his arm exerted force, revealing a ruthless look.

"It doesn't matter what kind of monster you are, block this sect, die!"

The words fell, and Shi Hao poured all his power into the Thor Spear.

"Leave me!"

The Thor spear trembled violently, trying to break away from Zuo Linglong's palm, but it was still caught.

Shi Hao's face was full of annoyance, Zuo Linglong she still knew, but she was just a puppet beside the Holy Son, and in the past, he had also made fun of the Holy Son because of this.

But now, there is a feeling of being slapped in the face.

His body spun around, his palm off the barrel of the gun, and landed on the Thor spear in the air.

As soon as Shi Hao stepped on his footsteps, a huge force stepped out from under the soles of his feet and landed on the barrel of the gun, and the barrel of the gun was trampled downward, he thought that in this way, he could pick this damn puppet away, but he thought too much.

How is this possible!

"It's the corpse puppet of the Holy Son! God, how can it be so powerful?"

"It's such a terrible physical strength, I'm afraid that corpse puppet has reached the level of iron, right?"

"I don't see it, the domineering blow before is too strong, and ordinary iron corpse puppets can't resist it at all, let alone catch it with bare hands?

The old man finally understood why the Holy Son resolutely chose to destroy his natal corpse puppet and take out the corpse qi to re-refine it.

With such courage and means, the old man thinks that he is ashamed. ”

The elders and disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect were relieved, and then, a monstrous cheer erupted.

As for the Lan Sect, it had already fallen silent at the moment when the Thor spear was intercepted, and at this moment, they saw their sect master jumping and jumping on the barrel of the gun like a clown, covering their faces one after another, and they felt a little embarrassed.

"What kind of monster are you!" Shi Hao couldn't accept this fact, and roared angrily to ask the Holy Son.

"Monster?" the Holy Son replied with mockery and disdain, he looked at Zuo Linglong with affection, his voice was extremely gentle, and he whispered, "She's not a monster. ”

Suddenly, the gentleness on the face of the Holy Son turned hideous, Shi Hao secretly said that it was not good, and subconsciously wanted to grab his Thor Gun and retreat, but the Thor Spear was held by Zuo Linglong, and he couldn't pull it back.

"Monster, let go of this sect!" Shi Hao raised his hand and slammed it on Zuo Linglong's shoulder, this palm, a proper ten-percent force, if it hits a small hill, it is enough to smooth it out with one palm.

But it fell on Zuo Linglong's body, but it only made her take a step back.

"I ...... No...... Be...... Blame...... Thing. ”

Immediately afterwards, a sound that was intermittent and intermittent, and only Shi Hao could hear it alone, came from Zuo Linglong's mouth......