Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1194 Countless casualties
"That kid has practiced the Nine Tribulations of Huangquan Jue!"

"He wants to use us to resist the catastrophe!"

"Dream, think beautifully."

"Go! Let him deal with the robbery himself."

How could a bodybuilder monk be stupid?The three monks in the fusion period moved at a high speed, preparing to leave the range of the catastrophe first, to see how the little ghost would respond.

However, what they didn't expect was that the scope of the catastrophe was unexpectedly large.

"what happened?"

"Is this the catastrophe of the promotion and integration stage? Why is it different from the catastrophe we have gone through?"

"This kid is really weird, leave quickly."

Suddenly, rust appeared on their bodies, and their clothes became mottled.

"This is? How could this be?"

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, let's go!" The three monks at the fusion stage resolutely accelerated their pace.

However, they forgot that this was the Great World of Sirius, and besides them, there were still a large number of monks.

Those monks were the first to be unlucky, Chen Xinghe moved his hands slowly, under the book of life and death, it is clear at a glance who has done too much evil.

"Kill!" The bandit cultivators rushed towards the center of Tianjie angrily, but their bodies became unbearably heavy and their steps became slower and slower.

I don't know who was the first to be unable to bear it, screaming and sitting on the ground paralyzed, his skin rotted, his body smelly, and pus flowed horizontally.

Then, more and more monks fell down and scratched their bodies, itching and hurting, it was too uncomfortable.

"Escape!" The monks of the Langya Great World have been robbing homes and houses for many years, and they have never been head-on when their ideas are difficult. Escaping is a compulsory course for them.

It's a pity that they are not body-fit monks, most of them can transform into gods, and they can't escape the rust at all.

Chen Xinghe felt that his body was getting heavier and his limbs and joints seemed to be rusted. This is not a good sign.

This is still his body first entering the fusion stage. If his body is still in the transformation stage, he may already be limp on the ground by now.

"Friar Wolf Fang, where are your patriarchs? I remember that there are four monks in this world."

"Hahaha, the Tribulation Crossing Stage is even stronger than the Fusion Stage, I really want to see it."

Chen Xinghe laughed out loud, not because he was arrogant, but because he knew from the memory of those people in the black market that these cultivators in the Wolf Fang World have more or less problems in their practice, and they are not as free as the monks in the fit stage, so they are suitable for coping with it. robbery.

A large cloud of rust and calamity engulfed them, and with a palm thrust out, all bandit cultivators within a radius of [-] li were stagnant, causing various unimaginable injuries.

In this range, there is a native body-fit monk who is retreating in the cave. He didn't expect to sit at home behind closed doors, and the disaster came from the sky.

Chen Xinghe was overjoyed to find that there was a body-building cultivator entangled in karmic fire.

The other three guys must have obtained accurate information from the black market, knowing that he has practiced the Nine Tribulations of Huangquan Jue, so they ran so fast.

The body-fit cultivator in front of him didn't know, so he pushed forward with palm after palm, using him as a shield.

"Who!"

"Who is targeting me?"

The fit monk was furious, and hurriedly opened the restraint and went out to find the enemy.

Chen Xinghe was not afraid that he would come to his door, he stood in the distance and kept pushing out his palms, causing layers of rust and rust to envelop this unlucky guy.

"Wow! Who is it?"

The figure charged towards where Chen Xinghe was, but palm prints pressed down like mountains and seas, which greatly slowed down his speed.

"Sirius Great World Bandit Cultivator, you have been doing evil for many years, come here today to defend me!" Chen Xinghe raised his arms and kept shaking.

There was a loud roar between heaven and earth, and the rusting power became extremely terrifying.

A bandit cultivator couldn't hold on, his body completely collapsed, and he hurriedly escaped from the Nascent Soul.

It's just that the Nascent Soul just appeared, and it dissipated with a "poof".

It turns out that this catastrophe did more damage to Nascent Soul.

Chen Xinghe rubbed the center of his brows, knowing that he must protect his spirit and not use his primordial spirit rashly.

"If you come out to play around, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. It's better to stay here with me."

Those monks who didn't know were scared and began to run away crazily, but the fate was too strange, coupled with the powerful push of the palm print, countless casualties were instantly caused.

The monk at the fusion stage who just stepped out of the cave is very extraordinary. It is definitely not the early stage of fusion, and may even be in the late stage of fusion.

Soon, he was approaching Chen Xinghe.

It's just that the body is getting heavier and heavier and more sluggish.

"You kid is crossing the tribulation? Killing people with this calamity?" The old man had a fierce look on his face.

A cold front slid and cut towards the center of Chen Xinghe's eyebrows.

"Ding..." 27 flying swords appeared, blocking the poisonous hook.

The number of Tai Chi flywheels on the sword body has increased sharply, indicating that this poisonous hook is very powerful.

"Huh? Are you following the Dao of Tai Chi?" The old man was quite surprised, but at the same time he was also a little apprehensive. However, he didn't know that what he really needed to be afraid of was this catastrophe.

"Tai Chi is born, Liang Yi moves, heaven and earth are intimidated, and calamity turns."

Suddenly, a huge Tai Chi diagram appeared at Chen Xinghe's feet.

This picture of Taiji is a big net, a big net of ashes, urged by the Nine Tribulations of the Underworld, the net catches Jieyun, and when it whirls, it attracts a huge robbery force, and gives it to this grim-faced little old man.

"Pfft..." The old man spat out black blood, but his breath rose instead of falling.

Chen Xinghe raised his eyebrows, the old man's face was flushed, and he had a feeling of returning light.

"Chop!" The poisonous hook swished and swished, and it turned into a huge sky knife and slashed down.

"Ton ton ton ton..." No matter how powerful the sky knife is or how poisonous it is, it will all be transferred to the flying sword.

The level of the Guizang sword has reached, even if these projected sword shadows are strong enough, they will not easily collapse and dissipate.

"You..." The old man was startled, he saw that these flying swords were extraordinary, much stronger than his poisonous hook.

This kid didn't reach the fusion stage, but he actually possessed such a Lingbao flying sword, which made him very jealous.

The outside world is barren and there are fewer spirit treasures, let alone top-level spirit treasures. No wonder the old man is jealous.

It's just that these are not the point, okay!Heavenly Tribulation, Heavenly Tribulation is the key point right now.

Only then did the old man realize that rust marks were climbing on his body, and his clothes had become mottled.

"Not good!" The rust power surged, and he found that his body suddenly became extremely weak.

"It's fine if I'm fine." Chen Xinghe, as always, was very embarrassed.

"Daye Qianjiao Palm, let me die." The old man slapped out a palm, this palm is amazing, it is compatible with the way of poison.

"It turns out that you are in the way of poison. This poison is very good." Even if Chen Xinghe is successful in alchemy, he dare not be careless when encountering such a way of poison.

"Hehe!" The old man laughed, he was very confident in his poison palm.

However, the old man's complexion suddenly changed.

His poison actually fell into this catastrophe, intertwined with the rust, poisoning three thousand monks to death in an instant.

This is really a fight between gods and ghosts.

Chen Xinghe laughed loudly, nodded and said: "Old man, look at the sky."

"Heaven?" The old man looked up, scared out of his wits.

There was a change in the sky, it was a ruin, vast and boundless.

"What kind of doom is this?" The old man was afraid, and it was only at this time that he realized that something was wrong.

Not only is it wrong?It was a big mistake, the rust marks superimposed crazily, Chen Xinghe almost failed, if there was not such a scapegoat nearby, he might be wiped out in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)