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The tall, fat, kind-hearted, bald old man had half of his head smashed by the mace, and blood from his brain was spilled all over the floor. His body was shaking violently, and he turned back to look at Lin Luan with difficulty: "How did you get close to me? Yes, your breath, your breath!"
Lin Luan frankly took out the Mitian Pendant that was covered by his clothes: "Here, do you know this treasure? The Mitian Pendant was unearthed from an ancient ruins in the Elf Continent 27,000 years ago. It cost 15,000 yuan. The manufacturing method was cracked by those goblin lunatics years ago, because it requires too many materials and the manufacturing process is too troublesome, and every piece that comes out can cause a bloody storm!"
The bald old man was stunned. As long as the demigods with strong enough support behind him knew the name of such a heaven-defying magical item, the Mitian Diao Pendant. WWw.QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.COm But I know that whether you can own a Mysterious Pendant really depends on your luck. After all, refining this thing requires a lot of special materials needed to forge artifacts, which are not something ordinary people can easily gather.
Lin Luan stuffed the Mitian pendant back into his collar, took up the three-meter-long mace in his hand, with a hammer as thick as a water tank, and struck the bald old man in the face with a fierce blow, knocking his head off. It was smashed into pieces and the meat sauce sprayed out all over the sky. Lin Luan muttered and cursed: "What a tough head, this little thief took the path of your Heavenly Temple's upper courtyard where the Jade Bones, Ice Muscles, and Indestructible Protector God's Body, right? He actually survived a blow from me. It's really amazing." !”
With a chuckle, Lin Luan hit the bald old man's chest with another mace, smashing half of his body to pieces, leaving two thighs flying towards Master Miaowen and the short man who were spurting blood from the corners of his eyes. Bald old man.
Miao Wen's body shook, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted to the ground. A heartbreaking cry came from Miao Wen's mouth: "Tai Shizu, Tai Shizu... Oh my God, God, how can I explain this to Master and Master!"
The short bald old man cried and hugged those two fat thighs. The old man burst into tears: "Junior brother. Junior brother, why do you insist on going out this time? Wuwu, how do you want me to explain to the master? Master is a hero. I am an only son like you, how do you want me to explain to the master? Huh? Woohoo!”
Lin Shan stood aside and laughed. He smiled and scolded Lin Luan very irresponsibly: "You have cut off your children and grandchildren!"
Lin Luan glared at Lin Shan fiercely: "Have we done less of this kind of thing? Brother. It seems that you have done this kind of thing the most, right? Seven hundred years ago, a little guy from our sect was hunted down. He was You jumped out and killed all nine other people’s clans, and you also used the astrolabe to track down the blood aura and kill all the illegitimate children of that person, right?”
Lin Shan scratched his forehead hard and muttered vaguely: "Is there such a thing? It seems...be careful!"
Lin Shan suddenly opened his eyes and roared angrily. The big ax in his hand had turned into a palm-sized hand axe, and he threw it towards Lin Luan with a shrill sound of breaking through the air. Lin Luan jumped forward without saying a word, and the small hand ax flew past his scalp, cleanly cutting off a large piece of hair on his head and a thin layer of scalp. A dark ax light flashed out, and Lin Luan was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his vest. …,
One statue is about three meters tall and as skinny as a bamboo pole. Her skin is as fair as jade. A bald old man with a faint luster of bright jade appeared from behind Lin Luan like a ghost. He was holding a sword that was six feet long and one finger as wide as a cicada's wing. The knife struck Lin Luan's neck silently. It was Lin Shan's reminder that made Lin Luan suddenly jump forward. The small hand ax whizzed in and hit the almost transparent blade of the sword hard.
There was a loud bang, and the skinny old man swayed. He never dreamed that such a small ax could be so heavy, and the power contained in it was more like nine heavenly dragons getting angry and twisting their bodies at the same time. The huge force shook the skinny old man. His body was shaking wildly, and he staggered back dozens of steps.
The skinny old man shouted sternly: "That's a lot of strength, ha, I dare you to ask..."
Bilibili, who was standing next to Lin Qi, raised his right hand furtively. The small hand crossbow from the dwarf, the mark of the God of Storm, flicked silently, and the special alloy crossbow arrow belt was no longer as long as a finger and the thickness of a toothpick. An extremely high-pitched whistling sound tore through the air, shooting towards the skinny old man's neck like lightning.
Lin Shan's small hand ax was deflected by the long knife, and it circled up with a violent whistling sound. After flying nearly a thousand meters, it turned into a huge two-handed battle ax and whizzed downwards, directly hitting Skinny. The top of the old man's head. The sound of the battle ax breaking through the air overwhelmed the negligible crackling sound of the small crossbow arrow. The small crossbow arrow accurately hit the skinny old man's neck with extremely terrifying penetrating power.
With a pop, the skinny old man's protective Mingguang was penetrated through a small hole the thickness of a toothpick. The crossbow arrows emitted a wisp of green smoke, and most of the crossbow arrows were instantly melted by the Mingguang. Only the last matchstick length of the crossbow arrow hit the skinny old man's neck, leaving only a tiny scratch on his skin.
Bilibili screamed in horror: "What a tough skin! But, the great, terrifying, despicable and shameless master, is he dead?"
Lin Qi looked at the skinny old man with a gloomy look, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Ancestor Lin Luan, kill him with all your strength, and don't give him a chance to use his power to extract poison. I have already tempered the ancient poison on the crossbow arrow. As long as one Even a demigod will turn into pus and blood during a cup of tea!"
A large area of his scalp was gone. Lin Luan, who finally got up in embarrassment, laughed evilly. He raised his mace and rushed towards the skinny old man: "Little thief Bald, hitting people in the back with a sap is your favorite thing. How dare you?" Dare to plot against me? Strange, how did you get close to me?"
The huge mace brought up a black evil wind, and swept towards the skinny old man's waist with a terrifying sound of breaking through the air. The skinny old man raised the long knife in his hand, and struck hard at the heavy ax that fell on his head. A long and shrill cry was heard, the heavy ax was bounced away, and a burst of fire shot out from the long knife in the old man's hand. With a wisp of sparks, everyone with sharp eyes saw a gap the size of a millet grain appearing on the edge of his knife.
The skinny old man roared with heartache. This long knife was also a semi-sacred weapon and had been with him for nearly a thousand years. But compared with Lin Shan's heavy axe, no matter in terms of size, weight, or even the most terrible quality, this long knife is no match for the heavy axe. After being hit hard twice in a row, the blade of the long knife was damaged. For a semi-artifact, this was an almost devastating blow!
An artifact is like a living person. If you provide it with energy and materials, it can absorb and recover itself. However, a semi-artifact does not have such a function. This semi-artifact long sword was severely damaged today, and it's hard to say what grade it will be in the future.
But before the skinny old man could feel heartbroken, Lin Luan's mace hit him again. The old man let out a long sigh and raised his long knife to face the mace. A whine was heard, and a gap the size of a grain of rice appeared on the long knife again. The skinny old man shook his head helplessly, and while retreating sharply, he scolded the short bald old man: "Mingshi, Mingming, I have been killed. If you don't take the murderer's head back, how will you behave in front of your master?" Explain in front of me?”…,
The short, dry, bald old man snorted knowingly. Without saying a word, he pulled out a string of fist-sized black rosary beads and rushed toward Lin Luan with a blur of afterimages: " Weilong, please stop worrying about me, that guy said you were poisoned, let's see if it's true."
The skinny old man Weilong smiled indifferently, shook his head disapprovingly and said: "How is it possible? What kind of poison can..."
Before he finished speaking, Weilong's neck had turned into a magnificent azure blue, and the water-like azure blue was still spreading rapidly to his head and chest. Everyone saw wisps of azure blue light rapidly moving towards him. His body spread in all directions, and wherever it passed, his skin and muscles turned into clear water, dripping down his body like rain.
Lin Qi sneered. The Osmanthus Tree used a large amount of rare materials to prepare the ancient poison, how could it be useless? Weilong and Mingshi are both top figures who are at the peak of demigods and have taken a step towards the unpredictable realm. However, no matter how powerful they are, unless they are not injured or have the right antidote, they will still suffer. Can't resist this terrible ancient poison.
Mingshi, who was swooping towards this side with a string of beads in his hand, screamed in horror: "Weilong, your body!"
Weilong looked at Mingshi in surprise: "My body? Is there something wrong?"
Everyone else saw the changes in Weilong's body, even a small part of his neck had dissolved, exposing the white bones, but he himself was at a loss and didn't even know that his chest was beginning to dissolve.
In the loud roar of Mingshi, Weilong hurriedly lowered his head and glanced at his body. He was so frightened that he threw away the long knife. He hurriedly took out a golden pill that was about the size of a thumb and exuded a faint scent of sandalwood and was about to stuff it. Go into your mouth. But before the pill entered his mouth, Lin Luan's mace had already arrived. Weilong, who was in chaos, had no time to resist. The mace brought up a destructive black wind, smashing half of his body into fly ash.
The golden pill fell, Lin Luan grabbed it in his hand, and then shouted in surprise: "A Tianlong Pill, ha, brother, this is a life! This bald man's net worth is very good!" "
Lin Luan flew up and smashed Weilong's head into pieces. Lin Luan snatched the space ring from Weilong's left hand, then turned to look at Mingshi with a smile.
"Now, it's me and my eldest brother who will beat you one by one. The other little guys don't count. We are the only three who have really taken that step, right? Do you think you can survive? Or Will I beat him to death?"
Mingshi was stunned. He held a huge string of beads and remained silent for a long time.
Asura, who had just been severely injured by a sneak attack and was floating in the vast blue waves waiting for death, suddenly laughed, almost hysterically.
"You idiots, you are all going to die! Although I am about to die, but I can pull you to die together, I am so happy, I am so happy, I am so happy that I am going to die!"
Following Asura's strange laughter, large amounts of strange blood spurted out from the countless dead and injured people in Anmin City. (To be continued, the text of this article is provided by Shanshen Pride. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is the author’s greatest motivation.)
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Book Title: Recasting the Heavenly Palace
Author: Fu Zui
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Living in the Haotian Golden Palace Miluo Heavenly Palace, with its wonderful and majestic appearance, the supreme Dharma body, it governs the heavens, leads all saints, dominates the universe, civilizes the heavens, walks the way of heaven, spreads the virtues of heaven, creates all things, and helps save all living beings. , weighs the three realms, governs all spirits, and cannot measure people. He is the supreme god in the heavens and the emperor of all heavens. …,
Zhao Qingshan, a disciple of the dilapidated Taoist temple, accidentally received the Jade Emperor's inheritance, reopened the heaven, and rebuilt the heaven.
Crossing immortals, crossing gods, and crossing mortals, holding the Jade Emperor's throne, roaming freely in the city.
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