Unscrupulous Host of the System

"Oops, he really intends to slaughter the city, and even eat the monsters hidden in the city."

Huang Caiyan's expression changed. She didn't expect the Black Crow ancestor Fu Luo to be so ruthless that she wanted to eat Sky Dou City. She was in Sky Dou City now, and that wasn't it with her.

"It's over, there is really no hope!"

"We fight, even if it is not an opponent, we have to bite a piece of meat from him."

"Resist, how to resist, we haven't even reached the distraction period, and we don't even have the qualifications to approach him. The whole city is full of fish on the plate. You have seen the fish on the plate can resist."

",,,"

Life and death crises, there are all kinds of human nature, some people are afraid of not being self, some people would rather die than resist to the end, but fortunately, there are many people who are afraid of death, and the people who choose to resist have reached 70% to 80%.

"Give me all the power, our new generation of human race cannot die here."

The old man Tianxin was not only badly injured, but also hurt his origin. He would not be able to live for two or three years. He would not allow the new generation of Human Race to die here, and wanted to make the last attempt.

The distracted powerhouses who have suffered injuries of different levels have no other choice, and they all instill their strength to the old man Tianxin to gamble.

"Follow, you don't want to succeed, drink~"

The moment the black crows rushed down to the crowd on the ground, the old man Tianxin roared with all his strength, as if Lafolo went to **** in one fell swoop.

"boom"

The old man Tianxin came fast and went fast, and another big hole was punched in the ground.

"It's so stupid, I can defeat you in your heyday, just your state and a few residual distraction powers combined together, but also delusional to resist, naive."

Fu Luo looked at the old man Tianxin buried in the deep cave despisingly.

"Could it be that the new generation will be ruined in Heaven Dou City."

The old man Tianxin was a remorse. Why did he hold a grand meeting during the human-monster war? Didn't this give the Yaozu a chance?

If it is not held, then there is today's catastrophe, he is a human sinner.

The old man Tianxin remorse and blame himself.

"Humans, be my food."

Fu Luo Ju lowered his arms high, and the blood-colored black crows overwhelmed like a dense rain rushing towards Tiandou City.

"The evildoer rests presumptuously, look at Lao Na's purple golden bowl, **** it~"

A monk appeared, and as soon as he appeared, a bowl was in his hand to control the black crows all over the sky, and all of them were sucked into the purple gold bowl.

"Sure enough, I didn't make a mistake. There is still a big man hidden in Tiandou City. It should be no accident that he should have ruined Voluo."

The fortune teller finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw the appearance of the strong human race.

When other people on the scene saw the sky full of black crows, it was so easy to solve, and for a while, they all looked at the unknown monk with hope.

"who are you?"

Fu Luo's eyes changed slightly, and his moves were resolved in such a simple way. Although the purple golden bowl might be a divine tool, it would be impossible to do it so easily without the power of stamina.

"Under the Fahai."

Huang Jianzhi's clone vest came out.

"You are Fahai."

"Oh, do you know the poor monk?" Huang Jianzhi asked in person.

"We will pay attention to the powerhouses above the human out-of-aperture stage. As soon as you appear, you will compete with the four members of the nine-tailed fox clan in the distracting stage. Our monster clan can't even pay attention to you."

Fuluo looked at Fahai, the more he looked at him, the more frightened he became. This monk was not in the distracting period, but in the same period as him.

The distraction stage is already the ancestor of the twelve top forces of the human race, not to mention the great power of the hole virtual stage, usually there are only five supreme sects.

In addition to the five supreme sects, the rest of the human race's Dongxu stage powerful monster race also have records, but there is no news about this monk, where did this monk emerge from.

"It's easy to know the poor monk, let's talk, how do you want to die." Huang Jianzhi asked directly.

"It's really troublesome. It seems that if you don't solve you, these arrogances will not be touched. If it is so, then let me try your level."

"The Setting Sun Slashes the Soul Claw"

Fu Luo knew that this monk was one level, the Human Race Tianjiao couldn't move, so he could just kill the monk. He had a hole card in his hand and was not afraid that he would lose.

The sharp claws moved forward once, and the energy of the three setting sun dimensions piercing the void and cutting all things forced the cold to face Huang Jianzhi.

"Quickly out of the way"

The old man Tianxin was naturally very happy to see that a strong human being showed up. His condition was very poor. He couldn't perceive the specific strength of this monk, and he didn't know whether this monk could win.

But hope is better than nothing. Seeing Volro's attack, he quickly reminded him that there was nothing to stop him, and the best way was to avoid it.

"It's a sharp attack. It's a pity that I have the magical purple golden bowl, I **** it~"

As soon as the mouth of the bowl was aimed at, Voluo's attack was absorbed, which made the old man Tianxin and the others and Voluo stunned, which resolved it, was it too easy?

"Dark Frenzy"

Fu Luo didn't stop there, a large amount of black energy came out of his body and enveloped Fahai.

"Quickly get away, that black energy can swallow people's energy."

The old man Tianxin hurriedly shouted when he saw it.

"I suck~"

Huang Jianzhi put a bowl in his hand and absorbed the black mist again.

"what did you say?"

Huang Jianzhi lowered his head and asked the old man Tianxin.

"Uh, when I'm not talking, you go on!"

What the old man Tianxin said on the surface, but in his heart he underestimated: It is great to have a magical tool, it seems to be really great, why is my magical tool not powerful.

"It's sucked again, I don't believe that your broken bowl will be swallowed, Cangqiang Soul Wave!"

Volro didn't believe that the enemy's artifact was so powerful that he could swallow any attack. He directly used the sound waves that crushed the soul to rush in the past.

"I suck~"

Huang Jianzhi was still using this trick, the invisible sound wave retracted into the purple golden bowl like a resurgence, which made Fu Luo's eyes stunned.

"What a powerful artifact, why have you never heard of this Buddhist artifact before? This senior is a Buddhist man, and you should know his existence for an unhelpful monk!"

Ren Tianyun's voice on the ring put other people's eyes on the unhelpful monk.

"It's true that he is a Buddhist, but he comes from the Jinshan Temple. There is no Jinshan Temple in the hidden sect, and the little monk does not know his existence."

The unhelpful monk shook his head and said.

"I hope this senior can win, otherwise..."

Now it is Master Fahai who has the upper hand with the magical Zijin bowl, but they don't know if the Zijin bowl has its limit, and they don't know what Furuo has.

In the end, they are not sure of winning or losing. They only hope that Master Fahai can win, otherwise, they will be cold.

"I suck~"

"Suck your sister, **** it, it really restrains all my spell attacks, it's the one with no limits."

"I've decided, it's mine, just kill you."

Seeing that Zijinbo was so bullish, Fu Luo's eyes became greedy.

"Kill me, rely on you, ha ha..." Huang Jianzhi mocked.

"Eat my punch"

Volo changed his attack, and his spell attack was restrained by the Zijin Bowl. Whatever the close combat, he didn't believe that the monk's body was so powerful.

"How slow the reaction is, it seems that his body is his shortcoming."

Fouluo found that his fist was less than 20 centimeters away from the monk's head when he got close. The monk had no reaction at all, which made him think that the monk was not good at close combat.

"what"

Fuluo's expression changed as soon as his fist was less than ten centimeters away from the monk's head. He saw the corner of the monk's mouth curled up, and the speed at which the monk was holding the purple golden bowl was lifted and dropped faster than his fist.

The target is his head!

"boom"

Fu Luo abruptly caught Huang Jianzhi's purple golden bowl with his head, and a big hole appeared in the ground for a moment.