Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Jiang Mingyang curled his lips in disdain, and was about to say a few words, but Duan Qing sent a voice message: "Boy, go to the end, otherwise I won't help you.

After being parasitized, the quasi-warrior will be far better than the bastards you encountered before. If you don't want to die, don't be careless. "

"I'm xxxx, I'm asking for reinforcements, not a man watching a show!"

Jiang Mingyang's whole body felt bad.

He was beating in his heart and yelling, but on the surface he still looked proud, saying: "Huh, you can't become a warrior even if you are parasitized, what's the point of deceiving yourself!"

"Hey, hey, hey, there's no need to talk to me. I'm different from those losers. Squeezing you to death is like squeezing an ant to death.

If I kill you and complete the sacrifice, I can become a warrior! "

Wang Jin laughed morbidly, his skin fell off and his tentacles spread, his armor opened wide and covered his whole body.

Wang Jin stepped forward and charged forward, like an arrow leaving the string, causing bursts of sonic booms.

Jiang Mingyang responded calmly, and the two were evenly matched in attack and defense. Both Jiang Mingyang and Wang Jin were a little surprised.

Wang Jin was surprised because he didn't expect Jiang Mingyang to also break through the 80 limit.

Jiang Mingyang was surprised because Wang Jin was much stronger than before, but his fighting skills were still poor.

There is no crushing advantage, no strength and no fighting skills, and the result is just a repeat of the same day.

"You, you have exceeded the 80 limit, how is this possible!"

"You can break through just by practicing, aren't you?"

Jiang Mingyang was so angry that he refused to pay for it with his life. Wang Jin's heart was bleeding, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair!

Being a warrior is his lifelong pursuit.

He gave up everything, and the strength he gained from being parasitized by the monster was not as good as others who practiced for more than ten days.

"Why! Why! Why!"

Wang Jin roared like a hysterical demon.

How unfair is the law of heaven, how unfair is fate.

But fate has never been fair. Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouths, some have their limbs broken off and beg, and some have to work hard all their lives.

“If you can’t poop, it’s like trying to uncork a bottle and let it leak out.

Let yourself be happy first and then talk about so many nonsense.

I'm in a hurry. If you don't give way, I'll be sorry. "

Jiang Mingyang curled his lips and sneered, then his eyes narrowed and he shouted: "Burning blood!"

The moment the power of Qi and blood detonated, the terrifying impact swept through the internal organs, and the pain was much less than the last time.

It seems that as long as the system recognizes it, Jiang Mingyang will become familiar with it naturally and become more comfortable in using it.

The heart rate instantly soared to more than 300, the blood was like burning magma, and the power of qi and blood roared and surged, as if a small qi and blood tide had been stirred up.

Jiang Mingyang's body was filled with white mist, and his blood level almost reached 100.

"You, you are not a warrior, how can you possibly know combat skills!"

Wang Jin was surprised again, but the reality is so cruel, Jiang Mingyang's aura cannot be faked, it is a combat skill!

Jiang Mingyang shrugged and said helplessly: "I don't want to hurt you, but you will get good at this with practice."

Wang Jin was so jealous that he almost spewed blood. Jiang Mingyang's vitality and blood levels skyrocketed, and his fist dance was like a human-shaped pile driver.

Under the double crushing of strength and skill, Wang Jin couldn't even hold on for two minutes before his armor was shattered and he was dying.

The two people following them from a distance also looked surprised.

"Blunting blood, shouldn't it be a combat skill that can only be understood after becoming a warrior after completing the attack and killing tempering method?"

Duan Qing's beautiful eyes were as hot as fire as he asked in a white coat. He said excitedly, "That's right. Not only does this kid have a monster physique, but he also has a monster understanding. He really found a treasure."

After beating Wang Jin, Jiang Mingyang looked at him reluctantly, like looking at an infinite treasure.

There are definitely many benefits to plundering Wangjin, not to mention a large amount of resource value, and maybe it can also strengthen the body.

With the system in his system, Jiang Mingyang is like a demon that grows by devouring it. The more powerful the target of robbery, the greater the help to him.

But Duan Qing was following behind, and he didn't dare to use it easily.

This kind of evil, terrifying and weird ability will definitely be remembered by everyone once it is exposed.

"Forget it, when I become stronger, there will be a lot of such miscellaneous fish."

Jiang Mingyang withdrew his gaze fiercely and strode towards the underground palace.

The underground palace is eerie and strange, with bloody candlelight swaying and numerous ghosts and shadows making the already gloomy atmosphere even more eerie and terrifying.

"Son, you are here."

Surrounded by bloody candlelight, the sound of nails scraping against the blackboard echoed.

The man in black robe slowly pulled down his wide hood, revealing a head that was as shriveled as a dead man.

"Bah, bah, don't recognize your relatives. Who are you? Do I know you?"

Jiang Mingyang sneered coldly, just glanced at the man in black robe, and never left his eyes on his mother on the altar.

It seemed that it didn't matter to him who the man in black robe was, or whether his cheap father lived or died. His mother's comfort was above all else.

The man in black robe almost choked to death, his chest heaved violently for a while, and then he asked coldly: "Where is Jiang Wenjun?"

"Kill him. The body is in the trunk."

Jiang Mingyang shrugged casually, and the man in black robe's expression softened instantly, as if he were a dead Jiang family master, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

It seems that Jiang Wenjun's whereabouts is more important than his life and death.

"Kill, just kill."

The man in black robe waved his hand indifferently, looked Jiang Mingyang up and down, and praised: "As expected of his son.

I have endured this for so long just to let you mother and son witness this moment. "

"Don't get involved with relatives. Jiang Wenjun said I was a bastard. I thought he was talking nonsense before, but now it seems he is right."

Jiang Mingyang was sarcastic and said something sarcastic, which made the black-robed man doubt his life. The terrifying murderous aura could not be suppressed and burst out randomly.

Jiang Mingyang didn't care at all, and said: "What are you witnessing? Turning into a monster like Jiang Wenjun?"

"Monster? What do you know! That's a perfect organism! The transformation of the power of gods and demons, that's the power of ordinary people trampling on warriors!

I have spent my whole life pursuing warriors, but I can't even break through the 40 limit. Can you imagine the torment I have suffered!

As long as you sacrifice your loved ones and relatives, and 18 young men with vigorous blood, you can get power far beyond that of warriors.

Just a woman and a son, it's worthless compared to dreams, why don't I do it."

Jiang Changming muttered to himself morbidly, but Jiang Mingyang felt colder and colder as he listened.

It's not because he was sad, but because it talked about sacrifice and gods and demons, which made Jiang Mingyang feel weird and terrifying!

"Damn it, what are gods and demons! Is this guy hysterical? Or is he serious?

If killing a dozen people can surpass warriors, the world will be in chaos."

Jiang Mingyang complained madly in his heart, and while glancing around with his peripheral vision, he prayed secretly: "Auntie, please take action quickly.

I can still deal with people, but I can't handle gods and demons."

After several years of preparation, the black-robed man wanted to share the joy, but Jiang Mingyang didn't give him face, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"Kill him and sacrifice him to the gods!"

The black-robed man waved his sleeves, and the Jiang family members who were originally dying burst into bloody light in their eyes, and strange tentacles emerged again.

Even the dying Jiang Wenjun crawled out of the trunk and kept squirming towards the dark passage.