Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 247: The Beginning of Killing God

"Do you want to kill a god?" After dodging this, Immortal Ping Yao roared loudly. In his opinion, these few people, who are no different from ants, dare to do something to God, it is completely inconceivable. God wants to kill and kill, but if man wants to kill God, it would be outrageous and against the law of heaven.

After escaping Wu Mian, the greedy wolf, Immortal Ping Yao instantly gathered up his powers, and was about to attack the white-haired man when a strange voice suddenly sounded behind him. Then a huge force attacked from the back of Ping Yao Xianjun, and for a moment, he could no longer control his body, and the huge force pushed him to fly forward. Ping Yao Xianjun had already seen that Wu Mian, who was not far ahead, had raised the greedy wolf, and was waiting for him to rush over and smear his neck on the greedy wolf's blade.

Previously, Ping Yao Xianjun wanted to break the greedy wolf directly, but in the end he just left a small hole in it. Although he is a god, his neck is not necessarily stronger than the blade of a white-haired man who is greedy for wolves. But God is God, Immortal Monarch Pingyao digested the huge power behind him in an instant, and he stood upright and stood more than a foot away from the blade of Greedy Wolf.

It was the old guy who stood behind the Ping Yao Xianjun to do things. Just now the **** just stretched out his finger, and he and Wu Mian were injured at the same time. Originally, for the sake of 'nothing to seek', there is still room for agreement. But now that the temper of the white-haired man has come up, it is already indistinguishable. He and Wu Mian were two grasshoppers on the same rope. The white-haired man moved first, and God would not let him go.

Returning or not returning has recently relied on the savings of gold in hand, and is also used to breaking empty hands. When God was not paying attention, he had already circled behind him. The old guy and Wu Mian seemed to have rehearsed many times in advance. At the same time that the white-haired man forced the Ping Yao Xianjun back with a knife, Gui Bugui had already performed a smashing attack on the gods. It's just that this time his goal is to Ping Yao Xianjun, and the extent of his arms is not large, just a small gap is opened, but the strength is stronger than the previous breakthrough.

Unexpectedly, when Po Kong was used, he just pushed the **** forward a few feet, and watched Immortal Ping Yao stand abruptly. The old fox also started to be a little dazed, and said to himself: "This is the gap between God and man..."

Just when he was at a loss when he returned or not, Wu Mian had once again slashed at Immortal Ping Yao with a knife. At this time, the **** was fully prepared. The moment he saw Wu Mian swing the knife, his body instantly moved three feet to the left, and Wu Mian's knife failed.

Just when God had avoided the knife and was about to fight back, the greedy wolf in Wu Mian's hand suddenly threw it out. Ping Yao Xianjun just stood firm, the sword light flashed in front of his eyes, and the greedy wolf had already flown towards him. In desperation, God could only teleport his body again. On the left was the wall of the room and on the right was the greedy wolf flying over. He could only step back.

At the same time when God stepped back, he glanced at the place where he had just returned with a guilty conscience. Sure enough, the old guy was gone. For a moment, God's heart began to feel uneasy. While evading Wu Mian's attack, he was still looking for the whereabouts of the homeless. Divided between life and death, even if he is a god, he can't stand it.

While dodging the greedy wolf, Ping Yao Xianjun was guarding against returning to the dark side, and suddenly felt an unnoticeable demonic aura emerging from his feet. He lowered his head and glanced down, but he didn't see any monsters or weapons. Just when God turned his attention to the greedy wolf in Wu Mian's hands again, there was a sudden pain in his feet. It seemed that some sharp weapon had penetrated the top of the foot and was directly inserted into the ground.

"We succeeded in ginseng! You two made him..." When the voice came out, Xiao Ren San had already escaped underground again. How to say this **** is to restrain the monster, if it is caught by it, it is not a joke.

It's dragon scales! I can't see the magic weapon, it should be a dragon scale magic weapon... When Pingyao Xianjun was about to grit his teeth and pull his leg out of the magic weapon, he had already seen a figure swaying behind him. His own old and disrespectful old guy. At this time, Guiwugui has supplemented the spell, and the old guy once again raised his arms to the back of Pingyao Xianjun...

The dragon scale magic weapon has an inverted-toothed hook on it, and Xianjun Pingyao tried several times without pulling his foot out. At the moment, he can only threaten to return, hoping to buy some time. Although his technique can't help him, but the feeling of being hit by the air just now, even a **** doesn't want to do it a second time: "Do you think this can kill a god? It's not like you haven't tried it just now... "

"Where are you looking?" Before the god's words were finished, Wu Mian's voice suddenly sounded in front of him, everyone felt choked up: "At this time, you look around... Respect me, okay? "

When God turned his head, he saw that Wu Mian was also making the same movements towards him and returning to him. The white-haired man raised his arms to his chest, then slowly pulled them apart. Wu Mian was using Po Kong for the first time, but he seemed to have used it a lot, and Xu Fuming also recorded the usage of Po Kong in his anthropology. Immediately, together with the old guy, one after another, they attacked the **** with the broken air.

At this time, Xianjun Pingyao's feet were pinned to the ground and could not break free. Just when he was about to pull out, two huge forces attacked at the same time. The two splits hit the same person (god) at the same time before and after, and he is also the first person (god) in history.

This power directly caused the **** to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and then he fell to the ground and twitched. At first, Ping Yao Xianjun continued to vomit blood, and when he vomited out, the blood began to be mixed with dark red blood clots, and later the viscera that had been torn again spit out along his mouth. There are other internal organs squeezed out in places that cannot be seen...

"Congratulations, this time you really killed the gods..." After seeing this, Bai Wuqiu, who was standing not far away, continued to say to Wu Mian, who had collapsed to the ground: "You are not the first A person who kills gods is the most useless person to let gods die. Since you have taken care of 'me' for so many years, I advise you. You three are lucky, and the gods you meet are specializing in restraining monsters. Yes, from the very beginning, he was forced to have no chance to fight back. Most of the gods in the world are restraining you people, and the next time they meet, they will not have such good luck."

At this time, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui were speechless because of their exhaustion. The old guy was using his savings to replenish his spells, and the sensible little Ren San came out from the ground. After finding out another deposit on Gui Bugui, it hurriedly handed it to Wu Mian.

After recovering the technique, Wu Mian stood up again and glanced at the Ping Yao Xianjun who had been squeezed into meat sauce. After rolling his eyes, he turned his attention to Bai Wuqiu and said, "Don't talk about him, let's talk about you. It turns out that you are also a god. After eating us for so many years, you should say who you are. Immortals, right? I can also give you more fruits when offering sacrifices to gods during festivals."

"Me? If you don't tell me, I forgot..." After 'Bai Wuqi' smiled strangely, his face suddenly changed, and he instantly returned to the stunned cheap son of Gui Wugui. Bai Wuqiu widened his mouth and pointed at the corpse of Immortal Monarch Ping Yao, who was lying on the ground and said, "Old guy! When did you move your hands? As for a little cultivator, do you have such a heavy hand? You are all serious people, Can you be more serious when it comes to fighting and beating people? Don’t be so rude. Little uncle, it’s not that I told you, don’t get too close to the old guy if you don’t have anything to do, and he will ruin it again…”

"You walked really fast..." Seeing Bai Wuqiu's changed appearance, Wu Mian sneered, and then said to the air, "Ren San, go and bring your brother and sister in and let her see. Is this dead person her enemy..."

Hearing Wu Mian's words, the expression on Gui Bugui's face became strange, and while Tan Qinger hadn't entered the stall, he said to the white-haired man, "What 'Hundred Wuqiu' said just now. That's right, we were just lucky this time, and we met a **** who didn't restrain us and didn't see much of the world. We are not the fathers of Xu Fu and Xi Yingzhen, the scourge of killing gods is too great to bear..."