Luo Fu Chapter 304: The Devil’s Son
Chapter 304 Magic Land Son
Many red-robed ascetics who had rushed in disappeared together with the blue palace in the huge fireball.
The air is filled with a burning smell that tingles the mouth and nose, which is the unique smell of purple nitrate flint. Nangong Xiaoyan knew that there was a mineral vein of purple nitrification flint in the second roundabout of Kunlun. The Kunlun master built a warehouse on the mine vein, and there would be more than a dozen disciples of the master in that vein every day. Dig purple nitrate flint, an egg-sized, crystal clear slightly purple spar.
Purple nitrate flint is similar to explosive flint. It naturally contains strong fire nitrate gas. It will produce a strong explosion when it is burned by the fire element or violently impacted. It is the best choice for making many fire element thunder charms and fire element magic weapons. and other materials.
The violent explosion that destroyed the entire cyan palace was obviously caused by this purple flint. And such a powerful explosion power can only show that when Ming Shiqi returned to the first island, he had already brought over the purple salt and flint from the second island's treasury. That is to say, from that time on, Ming Shiqi had already prepared to abandon the warehouse where the "medicine" was kept.
You can't get it yourself, and you must never leave it to the enemy.
A row of nearly a hundred Jiansi disciples who had been guarding in front of the storerooms where the magic weapons were stored, took the things handed over by the Kunlun disciple who came out from inside, and then led by a grey-clothed Kunlun disciple It quickly swept down.
In the **** night, what they held in their hands seemed to be short purple-black sticks, about three feet long. But when there were still hundreds of meters away from the red-robed men who were still fighting in that palace, these Kunlun disciples pointed all these things at the red-robed man who filled the palace at the same time. "color".
Countless golden lights shot out from the purple-black short stick-like magic weapons in their hands. Round golden projectiles. When these golden bullets hit the front of the red-robed men, they exploded one after another, bursting out streaks of red-gold gold-iron aura, and for a while there seemed to be countless blooms in the sky. flowers, but those petals are countless small red-gold swords that contain powerful lethality.
Countless exquisite palaces that were already on fire were smashed by the golden and iron gas of the torrential rain, and the stones flew, and they collapsed completely. When it fell down, blood like red snakes permeated and flowed between the broken bricks and stones, and then turned into blood beads, which violated the laws of the heavenly law, floated up, and rushed to the endless sky. Flock to that piece of nether blood sea.
These golden bullets that can burst out many bursts of golden and iron aura are aimed at the places where the red robes are most densely populated, but the countless explosions of golden and iron aura will inevitably destroy many Kunlun people. The disciples were shrouded in it. At this moment, even five or six of the dozens of Jiansi disciples who were violently assaulting surrounded by the red-robed men fell to the ground fiercely, their bones and flesh were torn apart, and blood spattered everywhere.
Nangong Xiaoyan's eyes were still full of unbearable, but his heart gradually hardened. Like almost all Kunlun disciples, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong at this time.
Every move of Ming Shiqi and those men in gray clothes like Ming Shiqi made all the Kunlun disciples understand that they just want to do everything possible to win this war. And without some sacrifices, it is absolutely impossible to win this war.
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"I'm actually very curious about what message the King of Beiming specially sent to bring you." On the dark big boat, Mr. Chun, a feminine man in a green shirt, one of the five sons of Zhanzhou Zedi, saw that his whole body was shrouded in mist. Among them, Beihou Bai Liao smiled, "But I don't think you will tell me."
Bei Hou Bai Liao's eyes flashed a cold light, "I don't think this is the time to talk nonsense."
"I know, but I don't think you need to be hostile to me. In fact, I think we can be friends." Mr. Chun looked at Beihou Bai Liao, "At least we all came here with the same idea."
Northern Marquis Bai Liao glanced coldly at Mr. Chun, and did not speak, but Mr. Chun smiled, and got closer to Beihou Bai Liao, and pointed at the first roundabout of Kunlun, which was already filled with fire, and said softly: "We came here with the same thoughts as you. Even if we lose this battle, we must try to damage Kunlun's strength as much as possible. So I took all the green fire phosphorus sand and white bone phosphorus in Zhanzhou Zedi With all the rockets brought here, even if they still lose in the end, this place will become a place of ghostly fire without aura."
Northern Marquis Bai Liao stood silently and did not speak for a while.
In his heart, King Beiming is still the person he respects the most, but this makes him feel even more resentful and dissatisfied. He knew that Huang Wushen was powerful, but Kuang Wuxin had gathered such a powerful force, at least he could fight Huang Wushen, and he should have a chance to kill Huang Wushen. Beihou Bai Liao indeed came here with the same thoughts as Mr. Chun said. Even if he dies, Kunlun will be severely injured, but his most respected Beiming King doesn't seem to understand him. On the contrary, people from the Demon Sect who are unwilling to associate with the righteous Taoist sect and the Yaozu can understand him.
"Those gray-shirted disciples from Kunlun should be the dead warriors that Huang Wushen is hiding. Similarly, only these gray-shirted disciples can thoroughly implement his arrangements, so as long as these gray-shirted disciples are eliminated first, many of his designs will not be able to be implemented. It will be easier to take down these roundabouts." Northern Marquis Bai Liao didn't answer Mr. Chun's words, but said these few words to Mr. Chun on his own. Although his tone was still cold, the hostility towards Mr. Chun had disappeared.
A bright yellow flame shot out from Mr. Chun's hand.
Although Kuang Wuxin handed over the command of most of the forces he gathered to Beihou Bai Liao, some of the forces belonging to Zhanzhou Marsh could only be mobilized under the order of Young Master Chun.
After releasing the Daoming yellow flame, Mr. Chun smiled at Beihou Bai Liao, "Actually, I have always wanted to visit your Zhaoyao Mountain, because I am very curious about Beihou who can make Huang Wushen fearful." What kind of person is King Ming?"
"That's why you want to know what kind of message he sent to me just now? You want to use this message to figure out what kind of person he is?" Beihou Bai Liao glanced at Mr. Chun.
Seeing Mr. Chun nodded, Beihou Bai Liao was silent for a moment, and said, "I may not guarantee that I can take you to Zhaoyao Mountain, but if we can survive this battle, I can take what he just brought to me. That message tells you."
"It's a deal!" Mr. Chun laughed and turned around.
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With the firing of that batch of golden projectiles, the situation in the entire Kunlun first ring island seemed to be somewhat reversed.
Most of the magic weapons stored in the four towers of the administrator are middle and low-level magic weapons. Most of these magic weapons will be circulated through some Kunlun officials to win over some worldly forces, but Now the victory lies in the fact that the number of magic weapons in these four warehouses is extremely astonishing.
Furthermore, under the shadow of the magic circle like the Nether Blood Sea, magic weapons like Jinfeng Bakuwan, which are not very useful in normal times, are more lethal than some high-level magic weapons that can arouse the power of the world. And it is this kind of low-level magic weapon, which happens to be the largest in number.
Facing these four warehouses, the red-robed ascetic who had been charging the most was now the first to show signs of decline, and began to collapse after repeated blows.
The gray-clothed young man who was shooting dozens of dark golden rays of light from Zhou Fei led the remaining 20 disciples of Jiansi who wielded flying swords behind him, among the red-robed men Piercing vertically and horizontally, there is no effective resistance at all.
A puff of black smoke covered the young man in gray, but his figure sank suddenly. The light shot out, instantly piercing through the red-robed ascetic who released the puff of black smoke. At the same time, several other dark golden rays of light flying around him also knocked out five or six red-robed men around him.
It seems that there is nothing that can stop this young man in gray from killing at such a fast speed. But at this moment, the pupils of the young man in gray, whose eyes were completely indifferent to blood and death, shrank instantly.
The reflection in his constricted pupils is a seemingly ordinary man in red robes, who is wearing the same red robes as the rest of the people, but the young man in gray "shot" at him But the dark golden light was caught in his hand all of a sudden.
At this time, the rest of the people had a chance to see clearly that the dark golden light was a dark golden sharp blade shaped like a swallow with its wings spread. There is a flowing cold light rippling all over the body, and the extremely smooth shape makes these dark golden sharp blades fly in the air faster than ordinary flying swords.
Such a dark golden ray fell into the hands of the red-robed man, and unexpectedly burst out a burst of sparks, which were caught abruptly.
And the red-robed man's hand seemed to be harder than fine gold, and with a pinch, the dark-gold sharp blade shaped like a flying swallow was directly squeezed into a ball by him. And that's not counting, at the next moment he actually sneered, and when he bounced towards the gray-clothed young man like a cannonball, he threw the dark-gold fine gold into his mouth and started chewing.
Several flying swords hit him, but they were broken into several pieces when he grabbed it.
Several scarlet gleams were emitted from one side not long ago, and the faces of the two young men in gray who controlled several sword division disciples like operating puppets changed slightly Change.
Both of them could see that this ordinary-looking red-robed man was a man who practiced the body sanctification method, and his cultivation was already extremely high. According to the judgment of the two, the gray-clothed young man It is absolutely impossible for the man to be the opponent of this red-robed man. The first thought that flashed in the minds of these two people was to help them, but at this moment, a sinister smile with a sinister wind appeared between the two of them. It rang in my ears.
The same figure in a red robe rushed towards the two of them with a nearly transparent sword light.
"Chick!"
A fiery sword element rushed towards the smiling red figure.
Natural sword element! Among these gray-clothed young men, many of them have cultivated their natal sword essence.
In just one breath~IndoMTL.com~ This fiery natal sword directly hit the red figure, but at the same time, another man in gray ignored this A red figure shot a ray of light towards the red-robed man who was practicing the art of sanctifying the flesh.
The red figure was directly pierced by the blazing sword essence, but this extremely powerful natal sword essence did not seem to cause any damage to him, as if his whole body was Water did the same, even though the natal sword passed through his body, the transparent sword light in his hand suddenly dispersed and turned into countless water arrows, hitting two young men in gray clothes. on people.
"Master Shui...!"
Countless fountains of blood spouted from the bodies of the two gray-clothed men, and at the same time they let out a sharp cry that stopped abruptly.
At the moment when the two young men in gray clothes were killed, the other ascetic in red robe also dodged to avoid the ray of light hitting him. The gray-clothed young man who shot dozens of dark golden lights had time to distance himself from him, but maybe it was the sudden death of the two gray-clothed men that made his heart tremble, or it was him There was no thought of running away on the battlefield at all, but he didn't seize this opportunity to run away, and in that breath, the ascetic in the red robe bullied himself into his side, ignoring more than a dozen Feijian's beheading directly plunged his hands into the gray-clothed man's body, tearing the gray-clothed man to pieces.
Master Shui! Mr. Jin!
In Zhanzhou's marshes, two of the five sons whose cultivation level is second only to Ling Shitian and the other three made their move at this moment!