"Damn it."
With a roar, Yin Xuuge bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood far away. He acted as if his life weapon had been destroyed and he himself had been seriously injured, and he staggered back.
Yin Xuege felt an extremely bad smell from the big guy transformed from the beetle. Very dangerous, extremely dangerous. And as his Taoism improved, the secrets of the Tao he learned from Kongmiao Taoist also gave him part of the ability to predict.
The so-called whim, something big must happen.
Seeing the big black man at this moment, Yin Xuuge's heart was beating wildly, and the blood flow rate all over his body increased a lot. He felt a great crisis, and the source of all this danger was this big black man.
So he retreated all the way, leaving a dozen masters of the Three Holy Temples in front of him to prevent the disaster.
A handsome member of the Three Holy Temples clapped his hands, and large white petals whizzed out from his palms. The petals made of pure and flawless white light slowly rotated around his body, flying up and down like a butterfly.
"Who dares to come here to seek death? I am Huang Pu Lingqi. Anyone who comes will tell me his name. I will not kill unknown people."
Huangpu Lingqi is a direct descendant of the Huangpu family, the most holy family. He was introduced to the Three Holy Temples since he was a child because of his extraordinary talent. He received the most perfect education since he was a child, and the resources he received were among the best in the Yuanlu world. So Huang Pu Lingqi is very proud, or in other words, very arrogant.
Although a few days ago, three of their companions were strangled by tens of thousands of toads and hundreds of thousands of centipedes because they were greedy for that strange fruit. But this does not prevent Huang Pu Lingqi from being arrogant.
In his opinion, the death of those three unlucky guys was just because the three of them made wrong choices and were attacked by hundreds of thousands of poisonous insects that had condensed into souls. Even if the Holy Spirit descended, they would not be able to resist it, right? There was only a big black man in front of him. Huang Pu Lingqi felt that he should and must be able to defeat this guy easily.
Yin Xuuge looked at Huang Pu Lingqi, who looked proud, and reminded him feebly.
"Lord Huang Pu, be careful. According to our understanding, no demon has ever been born on the moon. This demon comes in a weird way."
It was a good thing that Yin Xuege didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, Huang Pu Lingqi's arrogance suddenly soared. He was so proud that he almost stuck his nose in the sky. He didn't look at Yin Xuege who kindly reminded him. He twirled a white petal disapprovingly and sneered mockingly.
"You don't know that demons are born on the moon. This is because you are incompetent and derelict in your duties."
"No matter where this monster comes from, if he dares to appear here, he must die."
Just now, the big black man smashed Yin Xuuge's high-grade magic weapon-level flying knife into pieces with one finger. This kind of strength is truly astonishing. But in Huang Pu Lingqi's view, this kind of power is nothing more than that. Not to mention him, almost all the masters of the Three Temples present could do this easily.
So he waved his hands, and the petals formed by countless white rays of light flowed lightly towards the big black man like a rain of flowers.
These petals are made of pure white light and look thin and gentle, with a hint of graceful beauty. But these lights are fanatical, restless, extremely hot, and contain extremely terrifying explosive power. Huang Pu Lingqi once used this move in the world of Yuanlu to completely level a first-class dynasty suspected of colluding with evil demons and heretics with one blow.
The method of destroying a country with one move was now being used to deal with a little monster.
Huang Pu Lingqi sneered disdainfully, and he even felt a sense of humiliation as if he was being secretly cast down by a pearl. Such a powerful and perfect move was only used to kill a small demon. This was really an insult to him who had worked so hard to develop this killing move.
The big black man transformed into a beetle had his hands hanging by his side. His arms were extremely long, and his fingertips even hung down past his knees.
He quietly looked at the white petals flying down in the sky. Just when the first petal was about to touch his body, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the petals flying in the sky. His hand tore through the air and the void, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, causing countless afterimages to rise.
Countless petals flying towards him disappeared in a flash, and he caught them all in his hands.
When each petal touches the palm of the black man, it will make a dull explosion sound, explode into a ball of white light, explode into a ball of heat, and release a terrifying power that can completely annihilate a mountain. These petals may seem weak, but the white light they release instantly when they explode can at least melt a top-grade magic weapon into a puddle of metal juice.
The big black man's palms were waving rapidly. He just stretched out one palm, and in his hand, white strong light flashed with extremely high frequency. The sound of low explosions was endless, and heat waves, strong winds, and flashes of light flashed in his palms, submerging his figure in a dazzling brilliance.
Huang Pu Lingqi smiled proudly and poured out all the energy in half of the acupoints in his body.
This move is extremely lethal, but it also consumes Yuanli very quickly. After Huang Pu Lingqi attacked with all his strength for a while, he took a deep breath, held a magic stone with both hands, and quickly extracted pure heaven and earth energy from it to replenish his own consumption.
The light and heat waves distorted the air, making it difficult to see what state the big black man was in now, but Huang Pulingqi was very confident in his attack. He turned around triumphantly and boasted to his companions.
"It's just an appearance, it's of no use..."
Before the word 'monster' came out of his mouth, Huang Pu Lingqi saw the shocked expression on the faces of his companions. Before Huang Pulingqi could figure out where this shock came from, he saw strong light emanating from the sleeves of several companions around him.
For their operation, the Three Holy Temples gave Huang Pulinqi excellent equipment.
The protective clothing they wear can withstand a full blow from the master of the divine soul without being damaged. Their natal magical weapons are all spiritual magical weapons that have condensed into their own sanity and have spirituality. Several of Huang Pu Lingqi's companions took action together, and the natal magical weapons sprayed out from their sleeves condensed into various magical forms and shot forward.
Among the natal magic weapons of several masters of the Three Holy Temples, including dragon, green phoenix, red bird, and colorful butterfly, there is even a flying sword that manifests itself in the shape of a palm-sized bee, which looks particularly delicate and lovely.
This bee looked extremely cute, but its wings were waving and oscillating rapidly, and the air near the wings was torn out countless extremely thin black gaps, from which faint spatial fluctuations leaked out.
And among all the magic weapons, this bee flies the fastest. Almost as soon as he took action, he broke into the dissipating white light and heat wave with a sharp whistling sound.
Huang Pu Lingqi looked intently at the bright light and heat wave he created, and then his heart suddenly twitched into a ball.
The big black man, a monster transformed from a beetle, his tall and burly figure gradually appeared from the dissipating light and heat. He clasped his hands on his chest and looked at Huang Pulinqi with unusual disdain. All the attacks, the terrifying attacks that once destroyed a huge dynasty in the Yuanlu world, seemed to have lost all their power on the black man.
The palms he used to catch those white-light butterflies were not damaged at all. Apart from the constant spurts of hot air, his palms did not suffer any damage. On his body, the thick animal skin that originally wrapped his body had been evaporated by the high temperature, and his body covered with a smooth carapace was completely exposed. His carapace was as smooth as jade, and there were still no scratches visible.
Huang Pu Lingqi's face turned pale. He stared blankly at the big black man, watching his companion's magic weapon cut hard on the other man's body.
Countless sparks shot out from the smooth, mirror-like black carapace. Accompanied by harsh friction sounds, the black man's body remained motionless. Several flying knives and flying swords condensed into dharma images were attacking the black man's body crazily. There was barely a faint trace left on the carapace.
Yin Xuuge looked at the big black man in shock. This guy didn't use any energy. He actually blocked the attack of the Holy Spirit Magical Artifact by relying on his physical strength. This is a magical weapon that has condensed its own sanity and is powerful, at least a hundred times more powerful than the best magic weapon.
In the natural world of Yuanlu, it is impossible to find materials that are harder and tougher than the Holy Spirit Magical Artifact.
This guy, his body, can withstand the attack of the Holy Spirit Magical Artifact purely with physical strength. How strong is his body
Several powerful flying knives circled and slashed at the surface of the black man's body, causing sparks to fly and making dull crashing sounds. There is even fire and cold air spurting out from the flying swords. The fire is enough to melt gold and iron, and the cold air can freeze the void into a piece of ice. The hot air and cold air are intertwined, and the cold and heat change rapidly, creating an even more bizarre and unbearable lethality. .
But the big black man just folded his hands on his chest and kept sneering in a low voice.
There were only faint scratches on his body, and compared to his huge body, these scratches were like pulling out a hair from a buffalo, and they did not cause any harm or threat to his huge body at all.
"Wait...that's interesting..."
The big black man spoke in a strange tone.
"I... followed... you. Unexpectedly, this kid... discovered me..."
"You guys ate...the spiritual fruit we planted...you guys deserve to die..."
Lan Yun and others quickly glanced at Yin Xuuge. Was this dark man attracted by Yin Xuuge
But that's not right. If it's for the so-called spiritual enlightenment fruit, why would the big black man follow them? This guy had been following them for several days, and it was obvious that he was not just trying to settle a score with Yin Xuuge.
The white-haired old man who led the Sansheng Temple team snorted coldly. He took a few steps forward, pointed at the big black man and sneered.
"So, why are you following us? Don't use that worthless fruit as an excuse."
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