This shit can't stand it anymore

Chapter 77 How did he become stronger? (The first update asks for subscription)

"Let's discuss, can we do the seven arrows with nails just now?"

Hearing the deep voice that had haunted him for a while, the satisfaction and pride on Prince Jinwu's face instantly froze, and he finally understood where the surprise and doubt in the eyes of the two demon gods, Bi Fang and Zhu Yan, came from. .

Wasn't the owner of this voice cursed to death by them just now?

Prince Jinwu turned around in surprise, only to see the tall and heroic Qi Zhongjun standing behind him.

The distance is only ten feet!

This dangerous distance made him feel chills down his spine, and he recalled the scene of being hit hard by the hammer again.

But that Qi Zhongjun didn't seem to have the idea of ​​doing anything this time.

He just stood there and didn't even take out the golden hammer.

But this Qizhong Lord should be dead, so why can he still stand in front of him?
Doppelganger?

Or a puppet?
Prince Jinwu couldn't help but stretched out his right hand, transformed into a huge palm of flame with a radius of ten feet and slapped it.

"It's business, don't make trouble."

Yu Yuan casually waved his sleeve robe.

A gust of wind blew away the huge flaming palm, and at the same time, it also staggered the Golden Crow Prince two steps back.

Feeling this familiar majestic force, Prince Jinwu confirmed a fact.

The Qizhong Lord in front of him is the real body!
But how could he not die?
What went wrong?
Could it be that something went wrong during the incense burning ceremony?
Prince Jinwu couldn't help but glance at the two demon gods Bi Fang and Zhu Yan, but found that these two demon gods were also looking at him at the moment, and the expressions on their faces seemed to be questioning him:

Didn't you say that those who are recruited must die?
Didn't you say that even Da Luo Jinxian couldn't resist?
"This is impossible!"

Prince Jinwu shook his head vigorously, and glared at Yu Yuan in shock and anger, "How come you are not dead, you just got tricked... I understand, the one who got tricked was actually that Qi Immortal, right?"

After thinking about it, it seems that only this explanation is the most likely!
As he said that, he looked over Yu Yuan and looked thousands of miles away, that Yiqi Immortal and the treasure hall were all gone.

"Looks like I guessed right!"

Like a lingering nightmare being dispelled, Prince Jinwu showed a look of relief on his face, and said with a sneer: "Actually, that strand of hair is not yours, but the one from the Immortal...

You are really cunning and cunning, and this can save you from disaster! "

"Ah, yes, yes, yes...you are right."

Yu Yuan nodded again and again, and said sincerely: "Since you have seen that I am not dead, can I do it again now?"

Golden Crow Prince: (▼へ▼メ)
The attitude of the other party made him a little puzzled.

He neither attacked him nor hid, but stood in front of him openly, his eyes full of anticipation...

expect?

For a while, Prince Jinwu wondered if he had read it wrong.

But when he looked carefully, he found that Qi Zhongjun was indeed looking at him with expectant eyes.

That look...

It's like looking at a novel toy, or a new and interesting game, and can't wait to experience it again.

This guy...what the hell did he take the Book of Seven Arrows for? ?
Prince Jinwu only felt so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, but he still felt incredible.

Does he want to die with that Qi Immortal?

Although he couldn't figure out the other party's thoughts, it didn't affect the decision that Prince Jinwu had already made.

"Since he came to the door by himself... two demon gods, kill him quickly... no, leave his soul behind, I want to search for the soul, lest he hide the Chaos Clock."

"The last general takes orders!"

Following Prince Jinwu's order, the two demon gods Bi Fang and Zhu Yan made their move without hesitation.

The former raised a stone seal, turned into a mountain in the air and pressed down towards Yu Yuan; the latter held an iron rod in his right hand, and swept it directly from a distance of tens of feet.

The iron rod swelled in the wind, with countless mysterious lines engraved on it, and when it was swung, it was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, its power cannot be underestimated.

Yu Yuan frowned slightly, opened his mouth and spewed out a golden light, which instantly lifted the mountain away. At the same time, a gold-mixed hammer appeared in his right hand, and he swung it towards the iron rod thrown by the Zhu Yan demon god.

"boom!"

When the hammers and sticks intersected, an earth-shattering bang erupted.

Blazing shock waves rippled, and the tundra below instantly collapsed.

next moment.

The iron bar suddenly collapsed and flew out.

However, a crack several inches deep appeared on the surface of the mixed gold hammer.

After all, this is just a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and the fights with Yu Yuan have become more and more outrageous, which has already exceeded the limit it can bear.

"Good power!"

Zhu Yan moved his right hand that was cracked and oozing blood, and changed his hands to hold the iron rod tightly, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

He is the Great Luo Jinxian, who has experienced countless battles and small battles, and was named the God of War by the ancient demon court!
As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is one.

Although it was just a collision, not even a formal fight, but at this moment his fighting spirit was already high, and he looked at Yu Yuan with joyful eyes.

"Don't run away this time, I want to have a good fight with you!"

As he spoke, he transformed into Zhu Yan's true form with a monkey body, a human face and a white head, bare feet and white head. The iron rods in his hands suddenly swelled a thousand times, and he swung them towards Yu Yuan like a giant pillar. Smash it.

At the same time, the demon god Bi Fang on the side also urged the stone seal again, and the divine light bloomed all over his body, turning into a sacred mountain about ten thousand zhang high and suppressing it towards Yu Yuan.

"boom--"

Yu Yuan swung the gold-mixing hammer and collided with the iron rod again.

Fire splashes.

In the end, the Golden Hammer was the better one, and the iron rod like a giant pillar of Optimus collapsed in an instant, and then turned into a rainbow light to avoid the suppressed Wanzhang Mountain, and smashed towards Bifang Demon God with a hammer.

The demon god Bi Fang was not good at strength, so he quickly turned into a ball of fire to avoid the hammer, and looked at Prince Jinwu in shock.

"His Royal Highness, have you noticed anything wrong?"

"Ok?"

Prince Jinwu frowned slightly, not understanding what he was talking about.

Bi Fang Yaoshen said hesitantly: "The feeling he gives to the general... seems to be much stronger than when we met last time!"

"This is impossible! It must be your illusion!"

Prince Jinwu shook his head resolutely.

The road of practice becomes more rugged and difficult, especially after attaining the fruit of the Golden Immortal Dao, almost every small step forward will take tens of thousands of years of hard work.

Even if one consumes the top-grade spiritual fruit that can increase mana like star fruit, there must be a process of refining and absorbing it, right?

That Qi Zhongjun has only been seen for more than [-] days, how could there be such an obvious improvement?
This is ridiculous!
At this moment, only a loud "bang" was heard.

Looking up, he saw Zhu Yan, the god of fighting in the demon court, was blown away by the Qi Zhongjun's punch, and even the iron rod of the high-grade spirit soldier was broken into two pieces.

Prince Jinwu's pupils suddenly tightened, watching this scene in disbelief.

Could it be that the Qizhongjun's fist is harder than that high-grade spirit weapon?

Just as he was in a daze, he saw that the Qizhong Lord blasted the demon god Zhu Yan away, and then directly swung the hammer and threw it at himself.

"boom!"

A loud bang.

A familiar feeling came, and Prince Jinwu felt as if he was being slapped on the head by a mountain.

The originally handsome face instantly turned into an oval shape, the five sense organs were crowded together, and golden bright blood spewed out from all the seven orifices, like the real fire of a burning sun.

At the same time that he was thrown away, Prince Jinwu couldn't help but have an idea in his head.

This strength... seems to be stronger than last time!
(End of this chapter)