Urban Cultivation: I Was Dug Out Again

[Fairy Luo is mighty, roast that big lizard]

[Burn it to death, burn it to death]

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The audience who watched the battle between the gods and fairies in the sky through the live broadcast were excited. Fairy Luo was mighty and domineering, walking in the air, waving her hand to summon the firebird to roast the big lizard, which was really enjoyable.

Sorafis finally resisted the attack of the firebird, and the firebird turned into a spark and dissipated.

"It's really powerful, but I believe you don't have too many talismans of such power in your hand, ah~ Shit~" Sorafis's cup was not filled yet, and he saw Luo Qingyin shaking his hand and igniting two talismans.

"Cry~" There were two clear bird calls again, and two huge firebirds rushed towards Sorafis.

There was no time to continue filling the cup. Sorafis spread his huge dragon wings and began to flee, but the two firebirds locked him like radar and chased him.

Damn, this firebird talisman has an automatic tracking function?

[Haha, look at that big lizard, it was roasted into a flying monkey, flying everywhere]

[That's it? The name is very domineering, and it's also called Dragon God? It will become a barbecued skewer in a moment]

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There was a lot of laughter on the Internet.

The situation of the Dragon God in the sky being chased to the sky and into the earth was naturally seen by the masters below.

"Scorpion King, what should we do? I can't bear it."

The first one who couldn't bear it was Jin Dezheng. The Ma family's cannon fist was known for its fierceness. He was also an old-fashioned peak powerhouse. He was promoted to the peak for twenty years. His strength was only lower than that of the old Tianshi among the six strong men in Tianmen.

"Don't worry, we still have external aid. Zancha, why don't you take action?"

"Hehe, Scorpion King, the current situation is different from what you said." A gloomy old man appeared in a cloud of black fog.

"What? You Nanyang cultivation world also want to wade into this muddy water?" Ma Chenggong frowned when he saw the old man appear.

If he joined the battle, the balance of the battlefield would be broken. He immediately increased his offensive against Jin Dezheng, wanting to take one person down before the old man joined the battle.

"Double the reward I promised you before." Seeing Jin Dezheng in danger, the Scorpion King had no time to bargain with him and immediately offered a condition that this Zancha could not refuse.

"Hehe~ OK." He took out a black jar and muttered something. The black jar oozes out a thick black liquid and drips onto the ground. In an instant, it turns into a black baby crawling towards Ma Chenggong.

However, it was not over yet. He took out another skull, cut his palm with a knife, and dripped blood onto the skull. In an instant, the skull turned into black gas and flew to the top of Ma Chenggong's head.

A huge black skull was about to swallow Ma Chenggong in one gulp.

However, a round light golden light shield suddenly enveloped the horse successfully, resisting all attacks.

"Qi Jin became Gang? You are in the transformation realm?" This situation shocked everyone.

"No, you are not in the transformation realm, but why can you cast the transformation realm's shield?" Jin Dezheng was almost scared to death.

After fighting for a long time, the opponent suddenly reached the transformation realm in a second. Can it be played like this?

"Haha, how can you guess the means of Tianmen? Die."

The golden shield can only last for one minute, and he must get rid of Jin Dezheng as soon as possible.

The black skull bit on the golden shield and almost jumped out of his teeth.

"Thousands of troops." Countless fierce fists burst out, as if they turned into thousands of troops to crush all the enemies in front of them, and the "swoosh~" sound of qi breaking through the air was endless.

The black babies along the way were smashed into pieces. The gloomy old man spit out a mouthful of blood with a cry of praise, and the black can in his hand exploded.

This move is an upgraded version obtained by Ma Chenggong after he comprehended the Tianmen classics and improved the Wanma Pentium. The power is more than double that of Wanma Pentium. If Wanma Pentium is a shoulder-fired rocket, then Qianjun Wanma is a grenade, which is a higher level overall.

Jin Dezheng was beaten back by the punch and soon his whole body was covered in blood. The bones of both arms were broken and pierced the arm muscles, which was extremely miserable.

"Old ghost, hold on for a while, I can't stand it anymore." Although Jin Dezheng's kung fu is all in his legs, he is now seriously injured and his strength has been reduced by 30%. He has already developed a sense of fear in his heart.

"You are fucking pitting me?" The old man's little ghost technique was broken and suffered a backlash. Now Jin Dezheng is running away, instantly exposing him to Ma Chenggong's fist, which makes him extremely horrified.

He immediately started to curse Jin Dezheng.

At this moment, it was not just Jin Dezheng and Zancha who were in great danger. Gaia was also burned by the old Taoist's lightning.

The old Taoist casually brought up countless small lightning arcs with a sword. Gaia could only try his best to resist. Every time he fought, he was trembling all over.

The golden hair on his body, which was originally majestic, kept curling.There was a burning smell.

I really doubted if he would become a roasted lion if the fight continued.

Zhang Qianhe also slashed cracks all over the Scorpion King's shell, which was bleeding purple poisonous blood. Her scorpion tail kept stabbing out, but was diverted by the Tai Chi sword's entanglement formula, and she could never make any progress.

Zhang Qianhe's swords were accompanied by a panic golden light, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar, majestic and majestic.

The shell defense she was proud of was as brittle as thin paper under the powerful and heavy slash, and it was not effective at all.

The tail of the Crocodile King had been cut off by Bei Zhongming. The Desert Mad Blade was full of sword energy and boundless. It was a completely desperate fighting style. Even if he was scratched by the Crocodile King's claws, he would cut him with a knife to exchange injuries for injuries.

The Tiger King was even more miserable. There were several blood holes in his body, which meant that his vitality was strong, otherwise he would have died long ago.

The white hair turned red, and he could only hold on.

Vishnu was fine, and fought well with No. 2. He was worthy of being a veteran. No. 2's attack was dense as rain, and he also defended tightly. Those with six arms were awesome.

In the Dragon Hidden Base, less than half of the hundreds of innate masters were still alive at this moment, and these people were the most horrified.

What did they see?

They saw that any dark power hidden dragon guard would burst out with a Qi Jing Gang Bao to protect himself and save his life before being fatally injured, and then anyone who had burst out with a Gang Bao would withdraw from the battle and run far away to shout 666 for those who were still fighting.

This was really infuriating. Those dark power masters of the Hidden Dragon Guards and the Tiger Guards were like they didn't care about their lives. They would cut as many as they could. If he cut you, you had to bear it. If you cut him, a golden light would protect you. Although it could only last for two or three seconds, it was enough for them to escape from the deadly situation.

"Hurry up, these four old guys are no longer good. If I can kill the peak strongman of Yanxia, ​​I can brag about it for the rest of my life." A half-dead late-stage Xiantian strongman was about to chop the neck of the old nun in Emei.

"Crack~" The jade talisman was crushed, and a light golden light shield rose. The old nun would not miss this opportunity for a minute of invincibility.

Mobilizing the limited innate Qi in the body to infuse the sword.

"Puff~" The late-stage Xiantian strongman who was going to brag about himself just now stared at the long sword piercing his chest with wide eyes, and then fell down unwillingly.

What is wrong with this world? Why can everyone in Yanxia use the Qi of the transformation realm to protect their bodies? They will never understand why this is the case until they die?