God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 372: Hua Zong

The setting sun is picked on the top of the mountain, embellishing the endless wild mountains and making it extremely desolate. The desolation is not a kind of magnificence, the magnificence of blood under the setting sun. The woodland was still in a mess after the deadly red line, broken wood and gravel were everywhere, and the fracture was as flat as a knife cut, showing the terrible net of the deadly red line.

At this time, a giant piebald tiger with wings and ribs stood majesticly beside the rock, its giant eyes bursting out wild and fierce, and its strong limbs were full of violent explosive power. It was a fourth-level lower-level spirit beast. Roaring flying tiger. A sturdy man with a big waist and a big waist was riding on the Flying Tiger. This man was angry and staring at him, and he was not good at first sight. The roaring Flying Tiger obviously felt the anger in the owner's heart, and the hair roots on his neck exploded, reluctantly flapping a pair of giant wings.

Not far away, a beautiful woman with lingering charm is sitting cross-legged with a very peculiar shape with her hands. She presses the ground with her right hand, and her left orchid finger is erected on her chest to make a smile like a flower, the **** and thumb A green crystal is suspended in between. At this moment, the beautiful woman is as quiet as an empty valley orchid, without the slightest smell of fireworks, wild flowers with a radius of 100 meters follow her breathing.

After half a quarter of an hour, the beautiful woman opened her eyes, her tired face was obviously consumed a lot of energy. The strong man on the Flying Tiger jumped down and asked eagerly: "Miss Lan, have you found the **** murderers?"

The beautiful woman put away the green crystals in a precious and important place, and shook her head indifferently: "The wild flowers in this mountain are all low-spirited. Because the time interval is too long, there is less information left, but it is certain , Song Yu’s old thing is dead, and the other two disciples are probably too bad."

Giant Han's face was difficult to look immediately, and he roared angrily: "Who are the **** who dare to fight against the door of the beast, if I catch it, tear the bones and skin, and cut the meat!"

The beautiful woman disdainfully said: "Come on, you really think that no one dares to provoke the beast control gate. This school can only be ranked fifth in Chongmingzhou, let alone the entire Jiuzhou continent. Many, if you have the ability, you can tear them apart!"

The giant man is extremely frightened. Although he disagrees with the ambition of the beautiful woman and destroys his own prestige, he dare not show it. He just said angrily: "Song Yu's rubbish, even the deadly red line is used. He was killed by others, and even the zombies didn’t escape back. It’s really **** useless!"

"This just shows how powerful the enemy is!"

"Song Yu is too rubbish!"

"Fart, if you are replaced by you, you can withstand the siege of tens of thousands of gold-eaters, and withstand the deadly red line?"

The giant man argued unconvincingly: "Although the golden worm is difficult to deal with, it is not in my eyes. The deadly red line is nothing great, as long as you avoid it, nothing will happen!"

The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows, stood on tiptoe, grabbed the giant man’s ears and twisted it hard, cursing: "Oh, Dahu, will you be able to grow longer? Dare to refute!"

The beautiful woman's fingernails pinched the ears of the giant man and bleeds. It can be seen that with extreme force, the eight-foot giant bends down with a grin and begged for mercy. The beautiful woman stepped on the feet of the giant man again before she was willing to give up. The giant man touched his red ears and laughed and said, "Sister Lan, don't be angry, I won't refute in the future...just stop talking!"

The roaring flying tiger has become accustomed to this kind of thing, and turned around with a snap of his nose, his eyes are not clean. The brawny man's expression changed, and he rushed up with a fierce punch.

Boom! The flying tiger, weighing several thousand jin, was hit by his punch to the ground, and the ground shook. The giant man slapped Feitianhu with a dozen punches, and smashed it into the ground half a metre deep. Until Feitianhu rolled his eyes, the giant man released his hand and cursed and said: "Second tiger, dare to laugh at me, no I'll beat you out to make you clean!"

The flying tiger was lying on his stomach weakly, his eyes fluttering with Venus, and he let out an unwilling cry. Lao Dahu clapped his hands nonchalantly, walked back to the beautiful woman, and said with a flattering smile: "Sister Lan, that **** Erhu just owes it!"

The beautiful woman glared at Lao Dahu and cursed: "Useless things will only bully her pet beast!"

Roaring Flying Tiger let out a roar of consent!

Lao Dahu's complexion suddenly changed, and he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to beat the **** again, but was stopped by a look from the beautiful woman. Lao Dahu scratched his head depressed: "Sister Lan, now the clue is broken, what should I do?"

The beautiful woman closed her eyes and played back the fuzzy scene from the wild flowers in her mind: Bang! Two corpse owls were shattered by a sword, and the domineering sword intent blasted the flesh and blood away.

The beautiful woman opened her eyes quickly and said: "That person understands the sword intent, a very domineering sword intent!"

This beautiful woman is the golden core monk of the Flower Sect of the Royal Beast, who can communicate with flower plants through the natal flower. Wildflowers are everywhere, they have witnessed the tragic fight five days ago, but the sapience of plants is undoubtedly extremely low, there are not many things that can be recorded, and they will be lost with the passage of time, the longest preservation The time does not exceed seven days. Five days have passed since that battle, and the scene recorded by Wildflower has almost disappeared. The information communicated by the beautiful woman and Wildflower is extremely limited, and even the number of people on the other side can’t tell it. Maybe it was Chu Jun who killed them with a single sword. The scene of the corpse-eating owl was too shocking, so the record kept by the wild flowers was still complete.

Lao Dahu slapped his chest and said: "That will be easy, very few people can understand the sword intent, not to mention the domineering sword intent. The nearest one here is Youri City. Where can we find it? I don't believe it, I can't pull it out!"

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At dusk, Chu Jun finished his Lieyang Jue training and entered the small world, walking towards the spiritual vein.

Now, Fan Jian is the only one left in the spirit veins. In addition to Fan Jian, a total of fifteen people have taken the spirit swallowing pill. Thirteen people have successfully formed the pill, and one of them formed a fake pill burst body. If he died, Yu Zhenzi was lucky and was rescued by Chu Jun in time, otherwise he would be the second person to burst the pill. Fourteen people successfully formed a pill and twelve. This ratio was already quite high, and Chu Jun was also extremely satisfied with the result.

Now, Zhengtianmen has eighteen golden cores. If Fan Jianjie is successful, there will be 19 golden cores. The number of golden cores surpasses the chaotic pavilion’s seventeen. However, the chaotic chaotic pavilion has three late golden cores, four In the middle stage of the famous Golden Core, and in the early stage of the newly promoted Golden Core, only Zhao Yu and Shao Qian are in the middle stage of the Golden Core, so there is still a certain gap in strength. Although there is a gap, it is not as great as it was at the beginning. Chu Jun finally has the confidence to fight Chaos Pavilion. The biggest threat now is the old demon, as long as the old demon can be held back, Chu Jun is fully confident to defeat the Chaos Pavilion.

Huang Qi's injury has been treated by Chu Jun and it is no longer a serious problem. At this moment, like other Golden Core monks, he is cultivating around the spiritual veins against time, stabilizing his cultivation level, and realizing that Chu Jun is coming, he is about to regain his strength. He saluted, but Chu Jun already said: "Everyone continue to practice, no need to be more polite!"

The big spirit vein was placed in a pit hundreds of meters long by Chu Jun, and the surface was not buried with soil. Fan Jian's nag was sitting in the spirit vein and was in good condition.

Chu Jun observed for a while and was about to leave quietly, and suddenly realized that a pair of bright eyes were looking at him not far away. The man saw that Chu Jun turned his head and hurriedly closed his eyes to continue practicing, but he was obviously absent. Chu Jun couldn't help laughing secretly. He walked towards her, and before he walked nearby, Yu Mako's angrily voice came from his ear: "Stop, there are many people here, what are you **** doing!"

Chu Jun had no choice but to stop crying and laughing, and Yu Zhenzi said through a voice message: "Go away, don't bother me, see you and feel uneasy!"

Chu Jun shrugged imperceptibly, turned around Shi Shiran and left. Seeing that Chu Jun had left obediently, Yu Zhenzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but could no longer calm down to continue practicing.

"Try harder, are you not full?"

"Idiot, can the speed be slower? Come again, let's go with five!"

"Yes, that's interesting!"

When Chu Jun came to the half-spirit training ground, he saw everyone forming a circle. Five half-spirit warriors in the field were besieging the big club. Chu Jun motioned to the half-spirit next to don’t be alarmed. Others, standing outside the circle and watching quietly. The five semi-spirit races are all wearing Lingyun suits, holding second-rank big swords, and their statures are flexible.

The big club held the big iron rod and smashed together, fighting together with five semi-spirit warriors~IndoMTL.com~The people around them watched with breathlessness.

A semi-spirit warrior suddenly jumped nearly ten meters high in the air. The big sword in his hand turned into a piece of horse and slashed straight down. The other two semi-spirit warriors rolled on the spot and slashed. With the club's legs, two others attacked the center. Chu Jun couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and the five people cooperated in an unusually tacit understanding, which was obviously trained.

These semi-spirit races are originally excellent physical training, and their strength has increased sharply after practicing the "Liu Li" physical training. Soaking elixir every day makes their physical fitness a bit qualitatively changed. The five semi-spirit warriors' "Colored Glass" skills have all been cultivated to the third level of bone refining, and their strength is no less than that of the immortal cultivation in the later stage of spiritual refining. The power of the five fighters has increased sharply.

There was a strange cry of a big club and mallet in the field, and he jumped up several meters high, avoiding the front and back flanking attacks of four semi-spirit warriors, and at the same time the iron rod was lifted.

Dang! With a loud noise, the swords and sticks intersected, the leaping half-spirit warrior was shaken out, and the big club itself fell like a cannonball, showing that the half-spirit warrior was extremely powerful. When the four semi-spirit warriors on the ground saw the big club and mallet fall, they shouted, and the sharp sword lights cut off.

The eyes of the mung bean were widened, and the iron rods of several hundred catties were savagely smashed with a thunderbolt.

Dangdangdang!

The swords in the hands of the four were shaken down at the same time, and the big clubs and hammers fell to the ground. They were about to laugh with pride. The four half-spirit warriors had hulled up, taking advantage of the big clubs and hammers to fall to the ground. , Fists and kicks.

"Fuck!" The big cudgel hit a few heavy hands, screaming in pain, the spiritual power of the foundation construction period suddenly shook, and the four people flew out.

Chu Jun couldn't help frowning. He took it for granted that the mallet hadn't been a treasure yet. It seemed that the strength of these semi-spirit warriors could only deal with the cultivators below the foundation.