A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Zheng Yang's eyes widened, turning his head in disbelief.

I saw that it was not someone else who landed behind him, but his own son Zheng Qian.

"Oh, dad, it's rare to come here, why are you leaving in a hurry?"

Zheng Qian looks like a killer at the moment.

His whole body was stained red with blood, and he grinned, showing horrifying white teeth, and he held the head of a demon god in his hand.

His status bar is only half left.

Originally, the seven or eight demon gods, Zheng Qian really wanted to fight, and at most suffered minor injuries.

But in order to chase Zheng Yang, Zheng Qian had to use the huge backlash Nine Suns and Nine Candles, which caused these unnecessary injuries.

Basically, more than 90% of these injuries are caused by the strong backlash of the nine candlesticks.

But the facts also proved that Zheng Qian was right to do so.

Because if he was half a second slower, Zheng Yang would escape.

Looking at the horrible son in front of him, Zheng Yang never expected that this guy really wanted to stop him.

"Should I be obedient? Or should I scrap you and take you back? I advise you to choose the former. If you are in a good mood, I might be able to pour you a cup of tea."

While talking, Zheng Qian came over while carrying the knife.

Zheng Yang could no longer remain calm at this moment.

Is this... the rhythm to be driven to a dead end by my hopeless son?

joke.

Zheng Yang snorted coldly.

Just before he was about to lift the knife, Zheng Qian, who took off his legs first, found that Zheng Yang suddenly laughed.

Suddenly, a creepy breath made Zheng Qian's sixth sense sound a red alarm.

"Be..."

boom!

The monstrous fire rushed into the sky.

With a knife as a shield, Zheng Qian was able to block this strike, but he was still bombarded and shoveled back several meters.

I saw four demon gods in the surrounding area without knowing it.

"This is……"

Zheng Qian frowned.

ambush?

Pop~ Pop~ Pop~ Pop~

At this moment, Zheng Yang's slow applause sounded nearby.

I saw Zheng Yang's face again with that iconic, very awkward, and scheming confident smile.

"The trick of the Dragon's Breath Mine is really good. I never thought that the Dragon's Breath of the Candle Dragon could still be used in this way.

But, son, would you be too naive if you think you can calculate your dad with this calculation?

Your father, me, will always be your father! "

"Humph."

Zheng Qian snorted coldly: "Just rely on the four of them? How long can you stop me? My space is silently open, so you never want to leave The Mortal Realm."

"Yes?"

Zheng Yang suddenly sneered: "Last time I met, I deliberately revealed to you, I know Yang Jiuzhu, do you know why?"

Zheng Qian was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Zheng Yang shook his head disappointedly and said, "It seems that although your brain is smart, your experience is far from it.

I wanted to test you, but now, you have a few kilograms, I almost know.

Do you think I know the power of the nine sun and nine candles? I wonder if this thing is still reluctant for you now?

Let me teach you a lesson, son, skills, if you get too badly injured, you will shut it down. "

"Varied……"

Only then did Zheng Qian realize that something was wrong.

This guy, knowing he couldn't escape, deliberately let the demon god stop me desperately, just to lead me to use nine sun and nine candles.

The backlash of Nine Suns and Nine Candles will hurt me.

My current state is only half of its heyday, that is to say...

"Blow me up!!!"

Zheng Yang gave an order and jumped backwards sharply.

Zheng Qian, who knows well that he is in the middle of the game, suddenly got angry from his heart.

The four demon gods immediately rushed together, and their chests burst out with lava-like golden red brilliance.

Sorry! Too late to use defensive skills!

"Son of a bitch!!!"

At this last moment, the angry Zheng Qian let out a roar that resounded through the sky.

There was a boom.

A mushroom cloud comparable to a tsarist bomb detonated into the sky.

Within a few hundred kilometers, the vegetation turned into ashes in an instant, and the lake more than ten meters deep instantly boiled and evaporated in just a few seconds.

The monstrous fire light made it clear to Jiancheng who was thousands of kilometers away.

Everything within the scope of the explosion was engulfed by fire and magma.

When the heat wave dissipated slightly, everything in the center of the explosion was stained red by the fire.

Zheng Qian, who was severely burned, opened his mouth and spit out a puff of blue smoke. After turning into a bloody man, he took two steps before he fell off his strength, kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath.

Sister...For the time being, use...Use all the magic elements to directly strengthen yourself, carry...hold this strike, otherwise...it's really dangerous.

The hot temperature makes thinking difficult.

But luckily, the four demon gods blew their cores, almost exploding Zheng Qian's HP and AP, but the MP consumption was still within an acceptable range.

The spatial silence still took effect, and Zheng Yang had nowhere to escape.

Zheng Qian angrily held the Yang Jiu Zhu in his hand and looked up.

Not far away, Zheng Yang's injury was much more serious than his own.

Because of the close distance and the low level, even though he defended with all his strength, his whole body was burned at a high level. His left leg and right hand were also missing, lying on the ground like he was dead.

At the moment Zheng Qian thought he had fainted, he suddenly raised his remaining left hand and gave Zheng Qian a breath of dragon.

Sorry!

Zheng Qian was taken aback.

Now that he was seriously injured, the dragon's breath with such a small power and rapid fire was enough to cause him fatal injuries.

The speed is too fast to escape!

How to do? !

Using space to cut off is the fastest way, but space silence must be lifted.

Facing the dragon's breath close at hand, Zheng Qian had no choice but to lift the spatial silence.

With a bang.

The explosion blasted Zheng Qian and staggered and fell to the ground.

When the smoke dissipated, and not far away, Zheng Yang had seized the moment of the moment, opened the space bridge, and had already crawled in halfway.

"Don't go!!!"

Zheng Qian got up with difficulty and rushed to stop him, but it was too late.

The body that had lost strength only ran three or four steps before falling to the ground again.

Zheng Qian gritted his teeth bitterly and stared in anger.

Again...

I didn't catch him again!

"Don't be upset, my hopeless little son."

Climbing into the space bridge, Zheng Yang, who was almost dying, turned around, showing the winner's smile: "You can't beat me, it's normal.

In this world, no one can beat me, this is destined.

Gods can’t, Sage can’t, Gods can’t, not even 【】.

Not to mention the mere mere you.

This world will be in my bag sooner or later. "

After all, the space bridge is closed.

Zheng Yang left The Mortal Realm completely.

Lying on the hot ground, Zheng Qian felt unreconciled in his heart at this moment.

I have to admit that this time, Zheng Qian lost to this scumbag father again.

Desperately holding onto a handful of mud, he blasted the ground with a vicious blow.

"Mongrel!!!"

The feeble swearing sounded through the sky, but at this moment, no living creatures within a radius of hundreds of kilometers could hear the voice of resentment.

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