Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

At this time, Cao Bao's heart was full of pride and excitement. At this moment, he felt that he was reborn again.

Sure enough, hitting people is cool, really exciting!

As the assaulted party, Yuan Qing felt that his body was about to fall apart.

He tried to resist several times, but the strength of his Daluo Golden Immortal pinnacle level faced Cao Bao who had already been half-step quasi-sage. He was completely unequal in strength and couldn't resist Cao Bao's attack at all.

Just when Yuan Qing couldn't help but was ready to use his biggest hole card, Cao Bao suddenly stopped attacking.

Then the supreme Fahua converged into the body, the figure Lotus Position was in the air, his eyes lightly closed, and the figure slowly fell downward.

"Let's go, I will let you go!"

As the figure fell, a drop of sweat slipped from Cao Bao's forehead, his heart beating.

Hearing this, Yuan Qing, who was planning to perform his tricks, showed joy. Taking advantage of this opportunity, his figure suddenly flashed and swept towards the horizon.

"Shrimp soldiers and crabs! Withdraw!"

At this moment Cao Bao secretly opened one eye.

Seeing Yuan Qing really frightened back, Cao Bao's arrogance ignited again: "Yuan Qing boy, if there is another time, this seat will never spare you.!"

Yuan Qing heard that without looking back, the speed of the flight was mentioned again, and quickly disappeared to the edge of the sky.

The shrimp soldiers and crabs below will see King Own running away, and they are all scared, desperately chasing the people under him, and chasing Yuan Qing away.

"Wow! Guru~!"

At this time, Cao Bao fell into the water, his body slowly sank, and a string of bubbles appeared on the water...

Terran: "..."

After a while, Cao Bao's head came out of the water, and he slapped the water frantically: "Help, this seat can't swim, come and save this seat!"

Looking at Cao Bao who frantically slapped on the surface of the sea and shouted for help, the human race collectively covered their faces, and a thought came to mind at the same time.

What a shame!

When the human races on the shore saw this, their faces also showed speechless expressions. After looking at each other, they dispersed, leaving only Cao Bao constantly thumping in the sunset.

...

The crisis of Yuan Qing's attack was lifted in this way.

Western world.

A figure holding a shovel and a burlap bag tied around his waist is sneaking around a wasteland.

After going around the neighborhood for a while, Lu Chen took out his big treasure from his pocket, and after looking at it carefully, he stretched out his hand and beckoned backwards.

Behind him was a thin and slender man with a faint glow of fluorescence. He immediately took the shovel in Lu Chen's hand and worked hard to dig.

Relying on the huge strength of the plague corpse, it should be able to pass here soon.

Glancing at the pothole, Lu Chen glanced at the number of corpse-seeking pests again, and then leaned down and drilled inward.

After drilling like a pit and falling on the ground, Lu Chen was surprised to find that in this underground world of several hectares the size, there are countless coffins suspended in the surrounding void, and each coffin is tied to each other. Rope.

Although this scene was terrifying, Lu Chen was mentally prepared for a long time, and did not panic. Instead, he took out the corpse-seeking pest again and began to trace the source of the corpse energy here.

After determining the position, Lu Chen shrank and walked towards the central area.

As he walked, Lu Chen suddenly felt a little chilly, and there were gusts of cloudy wind around him. The coffin suspended in the air was also gently swaying under the blowing of the cloudy wind, making a "creak" sound of wood squeezing.

Lu Chen shook his body, feeling that this place was very strange.

However, this did not affect his desire for the body of the strong, and it accelerated the pace of progress.

All the way to the central area of ​​the catacombs with trepidation, Lu Chen's eyes were immediately attracted by a huge pale blue coffin, and the corpse-seeking pests on his body were cheering and cheering all over, lingering on the coffin. .

"Big baby!" Lu Chen's eyes beamed.

However, he did not open the museum directly. Instead, he walked around twice, letting the plague touch the coffin a few times, and then dared to approach after making sure that there was no danger.

Coming to the coffin coffin, he stretched out his hand to pat the plague corpse bag and sacrificed three corpses from it. Then Lu Chen raised his hand and pointed at the coffin coffin: "Open the coffin!"

Upon hearing the order, the corpse and the plague corpse immediately approached the blood coffin and began to push the coffin lid vigorously.

However, to Lu Chen's surprise, the coffin lid was so strong that the four corpses could not push it even with all their strength.

This makes Lu Chen feel a little surprised. The other corpses are not counted, but he knows the strength of the plague corpse. That strength is no better than Taiyi Jinxianruo, or even better, but even so, it still pushes. Without opening the coffin lid, you can imagine how heavy the coffin lid is.

However, Lu Chen was not discouraged. After thinking for a while, he raised the shovel in his hand and began to smash the lid of the coffin.

Just as Lu Chen smashed the coffin, Kunpeng, the demon master lying in the coffin, who was healing on his own, suddenly opened his eyes, and then slowly closed weakly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of blows kept coming from above, causing Kunpeng, the demon master who had fallen asleep, to open his eyes again.

A trace of chaotic power flowed from the body of the demon master Kunpeng and rushed to the coffin lid, but the weak chaotic power dissipated before touching the coffin lid.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The cover was hit continuously, and the demon master Kunpeng's eyes widened inside. He wanted to kill the guy who disturbed his sleep.

However, in the battle with the avatar of the king of Pan Dong Yong, he was seriously injured, and his body was burnt out, and now he could not move at all.

"Why is it so hard?" Lu Chen, who had swung it for a long time, stretched out his hand and wiped his sweat, then leaned down and pressed his ear to the lid of the coffin.

Because he just seemed to hear something inside.

After a while, Lu Chen, who was sure he had heard it wrong, sat on the coffin cover and fell into contemplation again.

If he were to give up like this, he would definitely not be reconciled, but the coffin lid was too hard to open with his strength.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Chen's eyes lit up, his hands trembled suddenly, and he was actually offering a Houtian spirit treasure in an instant.

Plague corpse shovel: can dig graves, indestructible.

Lu Chen frowned unwillingly, and immediately holding the corpse shovel, Lu Chen strenuously slammed down the blood coffin.

"Drive me!"

"Chang!"

There was a sound of metal clashing at the collision, but to Lu Chen's surprise, a tiny gap appeared everywhere by the corpse shovel.

Although the effect is not great, at least let Lu Chen know that it is feasible to give the plague shovel to the plague and let him start smashing the coffin.

However, Lu Chen became a little irritable when he smashed it. Although the corpse shovel could break the blood coffin, the efficiency was too slow. I don't know how long it would take to open the coffin.

Squatting on the ground, he secretly said in his heart: "It would be good if the master's cracking plague was found out. When that time comes, I will smash this big baby a few times, and I don't believe that he won't open."

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