Chapter 872: The Strength of the Criminal Communist Party
"Indeed, the formations of the human race are emerging in an endless stream, and many powerful formation masters have emerged. The burly man nodded, the strength of the human race was undeniable.
"Judging from the opening of the Styx River in the back, his strength has reached the point where it is second only to Dao Ancestor, and even, if it is not for Heaven and Earth and Dao Ancestor to suppress at the same time, what the result will be, it is still two words, therefore, if he wants to kill Zhun Ti, it is as easy as a hand, and when he attacked Mount Meru, he once said that he would kill Zhun Ti Dao. It was only later that he realized that the time was not right, so he did not continue. ”
Wang Lang analyzed.
"As for Emperor Qin, that is, Haotian, his strength is also a mystery, back then, it was just a great awakening golden immortal, and he laid out such a big situation, so that the saints didn't notice it? I feel that his strength should have been limited at that time, and there was no recovery, the new flood appeared for five thousand years, and the mixed yuan powerhouses gradually appeared, although there were those on the surface, but, strong people like Haotian, God Killer Spear, and Qingli may have stepped into that realm!"
The burly man bowed slightly, "The new flood wilderness is an opportunity for everyone, it is easier to realize the Tao, and it is easier to cultivate, those strong people have accumulated tens of millions, millions of years, in just five thousand years, it is not surprising to break through that realm, even some young and strong people have made huge gains in the world of the road to heaven and the new flood world." ”
"But why do these strong men care about the human race? Not the saints, but the huge cause and effect and luck of the human race, and shake a race that occupies half of the living beings in the heavens and the earth with their own hearts? Even if it is done, the cause and effect is enough to make you immortal!"
Wang Lang said, looking at the battlefield, "Therefore, the strong are important, but." The following war is also indispensable, this is a battle of luck of the race, not just a battle of personal interests, a race dispute, the husband is responsible, since it is a dispute between the demon race and the human race, the demon race, every member of the demon race, has their own responsibility. In this way, the luck of the demon race can compete with the luck condensed by the human race!"
"Of course, the formation alone is not enough to do that step, therefore. You need hard armor, sharp weapons. The Terrans rely on the sharpness of the armor soldiers. Kill my demon clan, if the demon clan puts on armor and weapons, then it is the real rise of the demon clan!" Wang Lang said with a smile.
"Those weapons, all designed by Ayia Navar?" the burly man glanced at the man.
The latter smiled slightly, "Master Xing." I really designed it!"
"Well, it seems that the teacher saved you back then, and even, let us protect you. Indeed, you have a place to use, how about making me the sharpest sword in the world? In return, I can promise you one thing!" the burly man laughed.
Ayinavar bowed slightly, the man in front of him was in the world of the road to heaven, but he was a killing god, although the realm was not as good as him back then, but the murderous aura on his body made Ayinavar extremely respectful to this person.
Among the several young people in Black Wind Mountain, this person is the most famous, and it is the disciple that Ning Wuqian brought out from the Demon God Mountain back then, the Communist Party of China!
"Master Xing, to build the sharpest knife in the world, I dare not guarantee, there are countless strange things in the world, who dares to say that the world is the first? However, as long as the adults can find the materials and ores I need, I can create a knife that is most suitable for adults!" said Ayinawar said that in his profession, there was less groveling and more pride and pride.
The criminal communist laughed, "Okay, it's decided, what do you need, just say it!"
"Roar!" On the other side, on the battlefield, with the ironclad wolf army slaughtering the Wuxian people, the Wuxian King was no longer happy, and was replaced by a roar and murderous aura.
Wielding a huge twin axe, King Wuxian rushed into the midst of the ironclad wolf army.
In the face of King Wu Xian, many wolf armies did not panic, but formed a formation to resist, but the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, even if the strength of hundreds of wolf armies was superimposed, they could not compete with a Da Luo Jin Immortal.
Huge axes swept through, and the wolf army was crushed dozens of horses.
"Haha, Wang Lang, compared with the strong, these wolf riders still can't get on the big stage!"
Wang Lang shook his head, the feather fan was not waving, and glanced at the Torture Gong, "Then why don't you go and help, if it weren't for this situation, what would I ask you to do?"
"I thought you had traveled all the way to find someone to invite me over to invite me to drink!"
"Don't forget, Ayia Nava is my subordinate, he wants to help you forge a sword, and he needs my consent!" Wang Lang said lightly.
The criminal party was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, and his muscles and bones exploded, "I haven't been active for a long time, just have fun!"
King Wuxian was slaughtering in all directions, and suddenly, the axe under his command was frozen in the sky, motionless, no matter how hard he tried, the axe seemed to be frozen.
The Spirit Leopard King standing behind shrank his gaze, "It's so fast, it's so terrifying!"
Just now, he only saw an afterimage passing by, and under King Wuxian's axe, there was a burly man standing who pinched King Wuxian's 100,000-pound giant axe with one hand.
said to be burly, but only more than nine feet, compared with the body of King Wuxian more than ten zhang, it is a little short, even, less than one-third of the size of the axe, blocked by the axe, King Wuxian can not see, there is a person standing under his axe.
The Spirit Leopard King had been paying attention to the clan's side, but he had just been distracted for a moment, just seeing an afterimage passing by, this speed made the Spirit Leopard King, who boasted of his extreme speed, secretly ashamed.
"Ahh
Finally, King Wuxian found the burly man standing under his axe, and in the midst of a loud shout, another huge axe swept and wanted to cut off the torturers.
Rumble!
The criminal party punched out, and the axe of King Wu Xian collided together, the huge sound was deafening, King Wu Xian standing in the sky showed incredible eyes, only to see his body, suddenly retreated dozens of feet, and, falling to the ground, Dong stepped back dozens of steps, each step left huge and deep footprints.
What's even more terrifying is that the axe in King Wuxian's hand, after he stopped, suddenly appeared a crack, and soon, the axe turned into pieces, revealing the hand that was already bloody and blurred.
One punch, just one punch, made King Wuxian waste a hand!
The Spirit Leopard King was shocked, this kind of strength is really unimaginable, he finally understood why although the number of this tribe is scarce, it is not as good as those big tribes that can easily hundreds of thousands, but no one provokes the reason, with such a strong person in charge, who dares to provoke?
"Roar!"
King Wuxian roared, lost his mind in anger, his eyes were blood-red, and he swung his axe in his left hand and slashed at the torturer again. (To be continued......)