Rebirth of the City Immortal

Chapter 1192
Seeing Zhongtiao Yilang's actions, everyone present burst into laughter.

"This guy, Zhongjo, is always so arrogant!"

"Relying on his own background, this guy has always been very strong. He even said it was a reward for robbing other people's food. Hehe, these guys are really unlucky."

"Tsk tsk, isn't this good? That beast leg is so big, it's enough for all of us to have a full meal. Besides, what Zhongjo said is right, grilling in this place is no different from courting death. It's okay to take one of their beast legs." It’s not an exaggeration, just let them have a long memory.”

"It's been a long time since we went deep into the prairie, right? Eating those cold compressed foods all day long is driving me crazy!"

No one felt that there was anything wrong, only a faint sympathy flashed across the faces of Collins and Scarlett, but it was only a trace.

The two of them have not eaten delicious food for a long time.

"They may have been holding back for too long, so they desperately want to roast a beast leg." Collins thought faintly: "They are also pitiful. Later, I will find a way to get some pieces of meat for them."

However, just as everyone was waiting to see a good show, the next scene made them all stunned.

Snapped!
The man who was grilling the meat didn't even raise his head, his right hand was still roasting the beast's leg very steadily, while his left hand picked up a tree branch as thick as a thumb, and drew it directly on the back of the middle wolf's hand.

No one could see exactly how the branch was moving. When they heard the sound, the back of Zhongtiao Yilang's hand was already red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The quick-witted people at the scene already felt that something was wrong. They were earth-level masters anyway, but they couldn't even see the opponent's movements clearly. Obviously, the opponent was not the kind of little person who could be manipulated by them.

There were many people who realized that something was wrong, but Zhongtiao Yilang was obviously not one of them. After being hit with a stick, he suddenly flew into a rage.

"Baga! How dare you attack me?! Do you know what kind of existence you have provoked?!"

Mo Changsheng raised his head and glanced at Zhongtiao Yilang, frowning slightly.

"Islander?"

Unexpectedly, in this African savannah, he would still meet islanders, hehe, is it evil?

Yes, the person who is having a BBQ deep in the prairie is Mo Changsheng!

Five days ago, after finishing the affairs at home, he quietly brought Ouyang Fugui, Jin Liu and Jin Ba to the prairie. As for the purpose, it was naturally the Garden of the Gods.

He felt that time was running out, and he wanted to improve the overall strength of Xianming Mountain as much as possible before the world situation deteriorated. For him, the best way was naturally to refine a higher-level panacea to help Ouyang Fugui and Xiang Yu , break through Nascent Soul!

Originally, he wasn't in such a hurry, but the appearance of Little Demon Realm made him more anxious.

If it wasn't for the Little Demon Realm, he could have searched for the Nether Will-o'-the-wisp first, and broke through step by step, but now, he had to make another move.

In case he can't find the ghost fire in a short period of time, he can only use the power of the pill to forcibly break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, and Wu Neng can only rely on Wu Nengslow to refine a sufficiently high-level and a sufficient number of spirit pills. Slow collection, the time is too long.

Just now, he has a very good goal - the Garden of the Gods!
As long as the so-called Garden of the Gods can be brought into hands, the problem of shortage of spiritual materials will be easily solved!

So, here he is!
"It would be great if I could find Taisu Ice Soul Grass in the Garden of the Gods!" Mo Changsheng thought to himself.

Whether it can cure that old Zhu is a trivial matter, the key is that the Taisu Dihun Pill is really suitable for Ouyang Fugui.

Ouyang Fugui's current cultivation base has reached the limit of Jindan, and there is no possibility of improvement except for infant formation, but his cultivation speed is too fast, and his mind cannot keep up with his cultivation base. Breaking through the Nascent Soul rashly is too risky .

But it's different with Taisu Dihun Pill. Ouyang Fugui can use the power of the elixir to survive the heart demon tribulation smoothly. In this way, Xianming Mountain can have an extra soul cultivator at the Nascent Soul level.

What's even more frightening is that this Yuanying-level soul cultivator still has millions of mutated ghosts in stock. After breaking through, his strength can grow explosively. Don't dare to turn against Xianming Mountain easily.

Perhaps, he can take advantage of this relatively peaceful time to find the ghost fire and complete the most perfect breakthrough.

Mo Changsheng was thinking about his own affairs, but in the eyes of outsiders, he completely ignored the wolf in the middle.

"Baga!" Zhongtiao Yilang cursed with his face flushed, and suddenly pulled out the long knife at his waist, aimed at Mo Changsheng and slashed at it: "You actually ignored me, go to hell!"

"do not want!"

"Zhongjou, stop!"

There were several exclamations from the crowd behind, especially Hansen, Collins, and Scarlett were the loudest.

Although they are dudes, they are not cruel. They don't want to see an innocent person die so tragically at the hands of Zhongtiao Yilang.

However, Zhongtiao Yilang, who was in a rage, obviously wouldn't listen to them. Not only did he not stop, but he even made a little more effort: "Severely cut off the head with one blow!"

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a chilly snort suddenly exploded, and everyone present felt a chill that made their hair stand on end, and their chests were so stuffy that they could hardly breathe.

On the other hand, Zhongtiao Yilang's fate was much worse.

At the same time as the cold snort sounded, the long knife in Zhongtiao Yilang's hand broke into two pieces with a click, and he himself was thrown away with a bang as if he had been hit by a mammoth running wildly. Going out, while flying upside down, there was a tooth-piercing crackling sound from his body.

With a bang, Zhongtiao Yilang slammed into a big tree heavily, and then slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Dead! Zhongtiao Yilang is dead!"

Everyone looked at the figure not far away in horror, and they were so stiff that they didn't dare to move.

With just a cold snort, Zhongtiao Yilang and other earth-level masters were killed. What kind of terrifying existence are they? !
"Could it be... is he sky-level?" Someone swallowed uncontrollably and guessed in a low voice.

"No, it's not sky-level!" Hussman shook his head with absolute certainty: "Although the sky-level is powerful, it still can't reach this level!"

"I guess, he is a sub-sage!"

"Assassin level?!"

Everyone couldn't help but gasped, and looked at the not tall figure in disbelief, speechless for a long time.

However, what made them even more terrified was still behind, only hearing Huesman smiled wryly, and said slowly: "The sub-sage level is just the most conservative guess."

(End of this chapter)