Chapter 149 Kunpeng treasure art, fierce competition!
Shi Zhong and Shi Hao also set off, and everyone was attacking each other. Some people's bodies were constantly shattered, and their heads rolled down, turning into strands of unjust souls and broken bones in this place.
"Get out of the way!" Shi Zhong yelled, exploding like a thunderbolt, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, shaking the void to buzz.
He pointed out several times in a row that all the bodies of those standing in front of him exploded, and Shi Hao and the Son of the Mo Jiao also used the killing technique to behead the people nearby.
Kunpeng treasure technique is too important, no one will show mercy at this moment, even some former alliance members are fighting.
Shi Zhong and the others bombarded all the enemies with extremely strong combat power, and became the first group of people to step into Kunpeng's lair.
A group of people broke into a stone room, and the ancient runes in the stone room shone, revealing an ancient atmosphere, and rushed into everyone's chest.
"Is this the place where Kunpeng once lived?" The eyes of the creature that came in were bloodshot, and after two years of **** battle, they finally entered this legendary place.
The stone room has an original stone table, simple and natural, with a jade pot and several jade cups placed on it, with the flowing sunlight, it looks extraordinary at first glance.
Kunpeng's hip flask! Everyone's heart is hot, and if they killed them earlier, is the wine that Kunpeng drank mortal? It must be brewed with divine materials they could not imagine.
Suddenly, everyone went crazy, all kinds of treasures and treasures flew together, and some people used special techniques to grab this fetish in the air.
Shi Zhong took the lead, let the treasures and treasures bombard him, and at the same time smashed the several people who were fighting with him with brute force, grabbed the jade pot in his hand, and put it close to the human race bag.
"Go away! This is mine!" The half-step venerable's spiritual body held a sword in his hand, and slashed at the four people's backs with a bright and clanging energy.
The silver bell on Xiaojin's body rang softly, sending out invisible sound waves, shaking the Geng Qi away, she jumped up suddenly, and chopped off the half-step venerable's spirit body with her hand like a heavenly knife. Blood spurted high.
The latecomers were startled. It seems that a little girl who is only six or seven years old is so scary, so how strong are the other older ones.
Some latecomers felt that Shi Zhong and the others should not be provoked, but at this time the descendants of the Sea God also arrived, waving the trident, and the golden waves were as heavy as ten thousand, covering all four of them.
"I've been looking for you for two years, but I haven't found them yet. Why, are you shrinking back in fear of death?" The descendant of Sea God's blue hair fluttered, his eyes glistened, like a **** descending from the earth, with a detached demeanor.
"Go away!" Seeing his arrogant appearance, Shi Zhong was very upset, and slapped him, breaking up the golden waves, and at the same time blasting the thing hundreds of meters away, hitting the stone wall , the golden armor shattered all over the place, and blood flowed out from the broken armor.
"Hiss..." A group of people gasped. What kind of ruthless master is this? It's so terrifying. A simple slap actually caused serious injuries to the descendants of Sea God.
But even so, there are still a large number of creatures fighting for their way without fear of life and death. After all, this is Kunpeng's lair, and the things inside are enough to make people crazy.
The descendant of Sea God leaned limply against the wall and was severely injured. If the sea cucumber trident and this armor hadn't protected him, he would definitely have been patted into a pulp.
Mo Shang poured a golden pill from the jade bottle, and instantly the whole stone room was filled with energy like a sea. Subdued.
Thick golden radiance erupted from the body of the descendant of Sea God, and the skeleton on his body crackled, almost in the blink of an eye, he stood up from the ground.
Mo Shang's originally handsome face became distorted. Shi Zhong's slap destroyed all his pride and dignity since he was born. He didn't even look at it again, just like treating an ant, he is now close to madness, his eyes are blood red.
"I don't believe it! Even if I can't beat you, I will definitely kill you!" Mo Shang roared.
Shi Zhong didn't know what Mo Shang was thinking, and he didn't care, because he was competing with a large group of creatures in another stone room for the Kunpeng futon and magic lamp left behind by Kunpeng.
There were too many creatures present, and they were scrambling to fight for the treasure left by Kunpeng. This is Kunpeng, one of the ten evils of ancient times, and any thing left behind was enough to make them smash their heads.
Shi Zhong killed hundreds of strong men with tyrannical strength. Under the iron fist, no one could stop him, and successfully snatched the Kunmu futon. This is for Kunpeng to rest for a while. Bridges, which can help people realize Taoism, are rare treasures.
And Shi Hao, Xiao Jin and the others were also fighting in the crowd, fighting for the magic lamp.
Originally they could be obtained based on their strength, but everyone present knew that the group of four was of extraordinary strength and was the biggest threat. Most of the people bombarded them together to prevent them from succeeding.
"Little friends of the human race, you have already gained something, don't be too greedy, and be careful of your life!" A venerable spiritual body held a treasure, and slashed at the three people.
"Don't bark at that dog. If you are you, will you let me out? If you have the ability to eat meat, if you don't have the ability, just quietly eat farts behind!" He poked horrible wounds on the opponent many times.
"He's talking about the human race. As a sea race, you can't wait to stand up and help. Are you going to fight against it?" Huo Yanyu Han Tian killed him, and wanted to fight the demon dragon with the spirit body of the venerable Son.
"What are you, a mere fish, can you represent the Sea Clan? What right do you have to tell me what to do? I'll kill you today!"
Shengzi Mojiao is not weak at all with one enemy and two opponents. He opens and closes the spear in his hand, like a black dragon fighting wildly, forcing the two opponents to retreat again and again.
The Sea Clan present were a little startled. They didn't expect this Demon Dragon Son to be so tyrannical. It seems that the Demon Dragon Clan must rise in their generation, and maybe they will become the next Sea God.
Under the cover of Mo Jiao Shengzi and Xiao Jin, Shi Hao finally got the magic lamp.
This magical lamp has unfathomable power, it is a powerful treasure, but it must be ignited with divine oil, and Shi Zhong happened to have this thing in the gold silk bag that robbed the witch, so Shi Hao took it out and poured it into it .
The magic lamp suddenly burst into flames, like a small sun held in Shi Hao's hand, Shi Hao shook it lightly, a trace of divine flame flew out from the wick, cleared a large area, and burned a large group of strong people to death No bones remained.
"Good thing." Shi Hao beamed with joy, this magic lamp is too powerful, it can be used as a lore.
(end of this chapter)