The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 156: The Boiling Group (1)

"Damn it."

With a loud roar, Yin Xuege bit the tip of her tongue, spurting a mouthful of blood far away, making the appearance that a life weapon had been destroyed and she was seriously injured, and staggered back.

From the big guy transformed by the beetle, Yin Xuege felt an extremely bad smell. Very dangerous, extremely dangerous. And with the improvement of his Taoism, the profound meaning of the Dao that he learned from Taoist Kong Miao also gave him a part of the ability to predict.

The so-called whim, there must be something big happening.

Seeing the **** man at this moment, Yin Xuege's heart was beating wildly, and the blood flow rate in his whole body increased a lot. He felt a great crisis, and the source of all these dangers was this **** man.

So he retreated all the way, throwing more than a dozen experts from the Three Holy Temple in front of him to prevent disaster.

A handsome member of the Sansheng Temple clapped his hands, and a large white petal whizzed out from his palm. The petals condensed by pure and flawless white light slowly rotated around his body, flying up and down like a butterfly.

"Where is the evildoer, dare to come here to seek death? So-and-so, Huang Pulingqi, whoever comes, report their names, and some of his subordinates will not kill the unknown."

Huang Pulingqi, a direct descendant of the most holy family, the Huangpu family. Since he was a child because of his extraordinary talent, he was introduced into the Temple of the Three Saints. He has received the most perfect education since he was a child, and the resources he has obtained are also the top in the Yuan Continent world. So Huang Plingqi is very proud, or rather, very arrogant.

Although a few days ago, three of their companions were strangled to death by tens of thousands of toads and hundreds of thousands of centipedes because of their greed for that strange fruit. But this does not prevent Huang Plingqi from being arrogant.

In his opinion, the death of those three unlucky ones was simply because the three of them made a wrong choice and were attacked by hundreds of thousands of poisonous insects that had condensed into souls. right? And there was only a **** man in front of him. Huang Plingqi felt that he should and must be able to easily defeat this guy.

Yin Xuege looked at the proud Huang Pulingqi, and weakly reminded him.

"Lord Huangpu, be careful. According to our understanding, no monsters were born on the moon. This monster came in a weird way."

It was fine if Yin Xuege didn't speak, but when he spoke, Huang Puling's arrogance suddenly soared, he was so proud that he almost poked his nose into the sky. He also didn't like Yin Xuege who kindly reminded himself, he picked up a white petal very disapprovingly, and sneered mockingly.

"You don't know that there are monsters born on the moon, it's because of your incompetence and dereliction of duty."

"This monster doesn't care what his origin is. Since he dares to appear here, he must die."

Just now, the **** man smashed Yin Xuege's high-grade magic-level throwing knife with his finger. This kind of strength is really amazing. But in Huang Pulingqi's view, this kind of power is nothing more than that. Not to mention him, almost all the masters of the Three Holy Temples present can easily do this.

So he waved his hands, and the petals condensed by countless white rays of light flowed towards the **** man like a rain of flowers.

These petals are condensed by pure white light, looking thin and gentle, with a touch of graceful beauty. But these lights are frenetic. It is restless, extremely hot, and contains extremely terrifying explosive power. Huang Pulingqi once used this trick in Yuanlu World. With one blow, a first-rank country that was suspected of "colluding with demons and heretics" was completely razed to the ground.

The method of destroying the country with one move is now used to deal with a small monster.

Huang Plingqi sneered disdainfully, and he even had a sense of humiliation as if he was being cast in the dark. Such a powerful and perfect move was only used to kill a small demon. This is really an insult to him who has worked so hard to develop this ultimate move.

The **** man transformed by the beetle hangs his hands by his side, and his arms are extremely long. His fingertips even hang below his knees.

He quietly looked at the white petals floating down from the sky, just when the first petal was about to touch his body. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the petals flying all over the sky. His hands ripped through the air. The void was torn apart, a sharp piercing sound was made, and countless afterimages swayed.

Countless petals that flew towards him disappeared in a flash, and he caught them all in his hands.

When each petal touched the palm of the **** man, there would be a dull explosion sound, exploding into a mass of white light, exploding into a mass of heat waves, and releasing a terrifying power enough to completely annihilate a mountain. These petals seem weak, but the white light they release instantly when they explode can at least melt a high-grade magical weapon into a puddle of metal juice.

The **** man waved his palm rapidly, he just stretched out one palm, and in his hand, a strong white light flickered at a very high frequency. The sound of low-pitched explosions was endless, and heat waves, strong winds, and flashes of light flickered in his palm, submerging his figure in a dazzling brilliance.

Huang Plingqi smiled triumphantly, and poured out all the energy in half of the acupuncture points in his body.

This move has great lethality, but it also depletes Yuanli very quickly. After Huangpu 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 vitality from it to supplement his own consumption.

The light and heat waves distorted the air, making it difficult for people to see the state of the **** man, but Huang Pulingqi was confident in his attack, and he turned around triumphantly, bragging to his companions.

"It's useless..."

Before he uttered the word'monster', Huang Pulingqi saw the shocked expression on the face of his companion. Before Huang Plingqi could figure out where this shock came from, he saw strong rays of light shooting out from the sleeves of several companions around him.

For their operation, the Temple of the Three Saints gave Huang Puling Qi and the others excellent equipment.

The protective clothing on their bodies can withstand the blows of the masters of the soul without damage. Their natal magic tools are also holy spirit magic tools that have condensed their own minds and possess spirituality. Huang Pulingqi's companions made a move together, and the natal magic weapons sprayed out from their sleeves condensed into various magic phases and shot forward.

Jiaolong, Qingfeng, Suzaku, Caidie, among the natal artifacts of the masters of the Three Saints, there is even a flying sword that manifests as a palm-sized, delicate and lovely bee.

This bee looks extremely cute, but his wings fluttered rapidly, and the air near the wings was torn into countless extremely thin black gaps, from which faint space fluctuations leaked out.

And among all the instruments, this bee flies the fastest. Almost as soon as he made a move, he broke into the dissipating white light and heat wave with a sharp whistling sound.

Huang Plingqi looked intently at the glare and heat wave he created, and then his heart suddenly twitched into a ball.

The **** man, a monster transformed from a beetle, his tall and burly figure gradually emerged from the dissipated light and heat. He folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Huang Pulingqi with great disdain. All the attacks, the terrorist attacks that destroyed a huge kingdom in one blow in Yuanlu World, seem to have lost all their power on the black man.

The palms he used to grab those white butterflies were not damaged at all, and apart from the continuous spray of hot air, his palms were not injured in any way. On his body, the thick animal skin that originally covered his body has been evaporated by the high temperature, and his body covered with a smooth carapace is completely exposed. His carapace is as smooth as jade, and there are still no scratches.

Huang Pulingqi's face was pale, he stared blankly at the **** man, and watched his companion's magic weapon cut on him fiercely.

Countless sparks shot out from the mirror-like black carapace. Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of rubbing, the **** man's body remained motionless. There was barely a slight trace of shallow marks on his carapace.

Yin Xuege looked at the **** man in amazement, this guy didn't use any elemental power, he actually blocked the attack of the holy spirit weapon by relying on physical power. This is a magical weapon that has condensed one's own mind and is powerful, at least a hundred times stronger than the best magic weapon.

In the natural world of the Yuanlu world, it is impossible to find a material that is harder and tougher than the magic weapon of the holy spirit.

This guy, his body, he can resist the attack of the Holy Spirit magic weapon purely with physical strength, how strong is his body?

Several powerful flying knives and flying swords circled and slashed on the surface of the **** man's body, causing sparks to fly in all directions, making dull impact sounds continuously. There is even fire and cold air emanating from the flying knives and flying swords. The fire is enough to melt gold and iron, and the cold air can freeze the void into a piece of ice.

But the **** man just folded his hands on his chest and kept sneering in a low voice.

There are only faint scratches on his body, and compared to his huge body, these scratches are like a hair plucked from a buffalo, and they can't cause any harm or threat to his huge body.

"Wait...it's interesting..."

Hei Dahan spoke in a strange manner~IndoMTL.com~ I...follow...you. Unexpectedly, this kid... discovered me..."

"You guys, eat...the spiritual enlightenment fruit we planted...You guys, damn..."

Lan Yun and the others quickly glanced at Yin Xuege. Was this black man attracted by Yin Xuege?

But the words are not right, if it is for the so-called spiritual enlightenment fruit, why does the black man follow them? This guy followed them all the way for several days, obviously it was not just as simple as trying to settle accounts with Yin Xuege.

The white-haired old man, the leader of the Three Holy Temple, snorted coldly, stepped forward a few steps, pointed at the **** man and sneered.

"So, why are you following us? Don't use that worthless fruit as an argument." (To be continued)

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