"Robbery! Hand over all the property, hand over all the beauties!" The big man put his hands on his hips and shouted triumphantly: "Hurry up, be quick, and hand over all the valuable things. Hey!"
The big Han Luohu felt sweet in his heart, and his whole body was in a state of ecstasy. Every pore seemed to be releasing the spirit of immortality outwards. He looked at countless monks, especially those at the top of the sect that he did not dare to look directly at. , and those beautiful female nuns who were as beautiful as flowers. He could only think about them in his mind at night, and he was so excited that he was trembling all over.
As if he was in the clouds, Luo Hu truly reached the peak of his life at this moment. That wonderful feeling made him unable to get rid of it. He just wanted to be able to be so beautiful, so high, and so dominant in the life and death of countless people for the rest of his life!
By the way, there are also those lovely heavenly officials!
In the mine supervisory office of Canglan Mountain, whenever the lowest official came out, Luo Hu would be so frightened that he would pee and pee. He would be so frightened that he could only kneel on the ground and tremble like a puddle of mud.
But now!
Wasn't the supervisor of the Mine Supervisor Yamen, "Hu Dali", kneeling on the ground
The minor officials in the mine supervisory office were all running around crying, and some of them had been killed on the spot by his invincible army of puppets and turned into mutilated corpses!
So satisfied, so passionate!
Luo Hu laughed loudly, and under the protection of a large group of sword puppets, he walked towards the girls in red dresses with three shaking steps.
After walking a few steps, Luo Hu suddenly raised his head and looked at the sword curtain that surrounded the entire Mine Supervisor Yamen with a radius of thousands of miles. Seeing that the sword curtain was still bright, shiny and clean, he immediately felt relieved and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh three times.
Ninety-eight years ago, Luo Hu was just a small miner within the direct jurisdiction of the Mine Supervisor's Yamen. Compared with the low-status mining slaves who could die at any time, his status was barely higher, and he could be regarded as the lowest level civilian. .
Luo Hu was not born well, and his natural character was even worse. He was fond of women, but as a miner, how could he have any spare money to think about those things? When the monthly salary is paid, 99% of it is used to fill the bottomless pit.
When he had no money, every day, he would just watch those superior female cultivators and fantasize in his mind about how he would have sex with them and how he would be romantic and happy with them.
Finally, one day, after all the spare money on hand, Luo Hu couldn't restrain his anger and attacked his neighbor's daughter, who was also a miner. Because the girl was crying for help, Luo Hu was afraid of being discovered. He accidentally strangled the neighbor's daughter to death.
Luo Hu's location is a mine directly under the jurisdiction of the Mine Supervisor Yamen, and the laws are strict and can be called strict. For Luo Hu to do such evil deeds, at the very least, he would be beheaded in public, his soul taken out, and then tortured with earthly fire for hundreds of years. Knowing that his fate was dire, Luo Hu fled immediately.
Even the mine superintendent's office would not take him seriously as a mere mortal, so they sent a team of the lowest level supervisor guards to follow him and capture him.
I don’t know what Luo Hu’s luck was, but he actually broke into the depths of Canglan Mountain and narrowly escaped the pursuit of the mine supervisor’s escort team. Not only that, he also slipped and fell off a cliff, fell into an extremely secret cave, and received the inheritance from an ancient powerful man who called himself "Senluo Sword Emperor".
The identity and origin of the Senluo Sword Emperor is not known, but the "Senluo Sword Codex" he inherited is extensive and profound, and there is also a natal sword pill that Luo Hu swallowed in one gulp. Luo Hu relies on the natal destiny left by the Senluo Sword Emperor in the sword pill. The sword energy tempered the body and soul. In less than a hundred years, Luo Hu actually stepped into the realm of heaven and man and became the supreme heaven and man. He also used the sword as the foundation to gather the power of thirty-three days!
Then, the sword energy in the Benming Sword Pill was completely consumed, but Luo Hu was stuck on a very important point in the "Sen Luo Sword Code" - he needed countless ore resources, especially various rare ores to temper "Unexpected" "Destroy Senluo Sword Body".
Once this Immortal Senluo Sword Body is successful, it is said that if a ray of sword light remains, it will be immortal and have extremely strong defensive power. Unless the cultivation level is ten times higher than Luo Hu's, there is no way to hurt him. !
Sword Emperor Sen Luo left countless good things to Luo Hu, including an entire army of extremely powerful sword puppets, a sword talisman that could exert 90% of the power of Sword Emperor Sen Luo during his lifetime, and a defensive, The attack power of the Senluo Sword Formation is terrifying. But in the secret cave of Senluo Sword Emperor, not a single ore was left!
Luo Hu's mind is so simple!
If not, go grab it!
Moreover, he escaped from Canglan Mountain in embarrassment, so he had his sights set on Canglan Mountain, and he was going to rob the Canglan Mountain Mine Supervisory Office.
So he saw the opportunity for all the sects and casual cultivators in the territory controlled by Heavenly Court in the west of Wuliang Mountain to pay tribute to the Mingjiao clan, and he boldly came to rob!
First, he spent a Senluo sword talisman to kill a nest of the Nether Horn clan and annihilated all the Nether Horn army. Then the sword puppet army roared down and destroyed the Canglan Mountain Mine Supervisor Yamen. The heavenly garrison was beheaded to death.
Look at those sect monks who are inexplicably frightened, and look at those casual cultivators with frightened faces.
Look at those nuns who are as gorgeous as fairies.
Luo Hu's blood was boiling, and every capillary in his body was swollen. A flame rushed up from the most swollen capillaries, burning his little brain to the point where it almost dried up.
He stretched out his hand, smiled at the girl in the red dress and said, "Sister, let's go with Mr. Tiger! He'll be popular, drink hot food, wear gold and silver, and I'll make you as happy as a god every night!"
In the crowd, Chu Tian watched Luo Hu's performance and couldn't help laughing "haha": "It seems that you are also a nouveau riche, a fool who has never seen the world. I am a dignified female cultivator, and you are very popular and drink spicy food." Wearing gold and silver? Do you think... they are the ladies of the bandits' stronghold in the mortal world? "
Although they were shocked by the terrifying power displayed by Luo Hu, as soon as Chu Tian's words came out, countless monks still hugged their bellies and laughed.
Even the girls in red skirts couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Luo Hu's face is red, and blood seems to ooze from the pores.
Chutian's words stung the deepest scar in his heart, reminding him of the mockery the monks who worked as supervisors and guards in the mine had for lowly people like them when he was still such a humble miner!
At that time, he was not even qualified to kneel on the ground and kiss these monks' boots!
At that time, if he even dared to look directly at any female cultivator, he would be beaten to a pulp!
But now, he Luo Hu is no longer the Luo Hu he used to be!
Luo Hu slowly turned around, pointed at Chu Tian who was seven or eight miles away and said coldly: "Whose crotch is not tightened, exposing your stupid bird?"
Luo Hu scolded him harshly, and the rat in Chutian's sleeves was already howling angrily: "Brother Tian, fight him! Kill him!"
Chu Tian didn't say anything. He flipped his right hand and slapped Luo Hu with the Kumu Big Hand Seal.
The withered yellow thousand-foot-long hand, with a solemn sense of death, struck down as fast as lightning.