God Killer

A trace of hesitation appeared on Lingzhi's face.

Mad Nian Arhat naturally could see Ganoderma lucidum's suspicion, and continued without explaining, "Your enemy is now in the realm of Void Core, and he is full of treasures. How many immortal sects are so greedy, they can't wait to find Zheng Xian immediately. Killing and seizing treasure."

With ten of your cultivation bases added together, he is not his opponent, and he is now advancing rapidly, and he will soon be able to form alchemy. By then, the gap between you and him will be even further. If you want to kill him, there is absolutely no way to kill him. possible. "

The suspicious look on Ganoderma lucidum's face became more serious. Now she doesn't consider whether these things are true or not. She wants to know how this monk knows that the enemy she is looking for is Zheng Xian.

The Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect was wiped out by the Annihilation Warriors. Only those Annihilation Warriors knew about it, and there were only a handful of people who knew that she regarded Zheng Xian as an enemy. Even Ganoderma doubted whether there was another person in this world who knew about this.

In addition, the timing of this monk's appearance was a bit too coincidental. Adding all these things together, how could Lingzhi not be suspicious?What happened to this monk?Could it be that he can see through people's hearts?And how does he know that there are so many things on the line?

Epilepsy Arhat reached out his hand to touch his sleeve, and even grabbed out a large-screen mobile phone. Lingzhi never thought that this monk, who was as sloppy as an unearthed cultural relic, would have such high-tech things.

Epilepsy Luohan raised his mobile phone and turned around, looking for a signal on the beach, and then skillfully climbed over the wall to open a foreign website with complicated meanings, entered the keyword Zheng successively, and the screen was full of videos, many of which were above They are all marked with the word top secret.

Ganoderma lucidum looked at the epileptic Arhat in amazement, as if seeing a gorilla using a mobile phone, but the sinister monk and Long Aotian were obviously no longer surprised.

"My master has stayed in the well for hundreds of years, and he is very interested in new things in the outside world as soon as he comes out." The sinister monk said from the side.

Ganoderma lucidum has focused its attention on those videos at this time, all of which are shots of Zheng Xian's battle from various angles, some are blurry, obviously taken by mobile phones, and the distance is extremely far away, while some are quite clear and can be seen clearly. The camera equipment and methods are quite powerful, and there are even pictures taken at a distance of more than ten kilometers.

Putting together these pictures, the information conveyed shattered Ganoderma lucidum's confidence. There were pictures of Zheng Xian in the capital of China, some in Las Vegas in the United States, and some in Japan, all of which were Zheng Xian. The picture of the battle.

It is also normal for such videos to appear. After all, there are so many people in the whole city, and everyone has camera equipment in their hands, and even these camera equipment are carried with them. The pictures posted on the Internet will be cleared soon, and there will be nothing left, but there will always be some existence that can find a way to get these videos, put them together, and treat them as an unsolved mystery.

After reading Ganoderma lucidum, the first feeling is that Zheng Xian grew up too fast. When Zheng Xian entered the gate of immortality with her, he was just a mortal with no cultivation, but in just a few years, Zheng Xian's cultivation has already far surpassed her Ganoderma lucidum. Although the gap between the two sides is not very big in cultivation, but in terms of actual combat ability, it has reached an unreachable level.

The eyes of Ganoderma lucidum were a little dazed, at this moment the insane Arhat chuckled and said, "Little girl, why don't you worship the poor monk as your teacher, how about the poor monk help you to get enlightened?"

Long Aotian on the side couldn't help but look at the maddened Arhat, how did Long Aotian become the disciple of the maddened Arhat?And how did sinister become the disciple of the epileptic arhat?

It was this crazy monk who refused to save them, and even fanned the flames and caused their family to be ruined, and finally became the disciple of the crazy monk.

Whenever this guy wants to accept disciples, he always has bad intentions and uneasy intentions, just like a good man on Liangshan Mountain who kidnaps people up the mountain. He doesn't know if the ruin of this poor woman's family has anything to do with this monk.

Lingzhi knew that the monk in front of her was extraordinary and not an ordinary person, but she never had the idea of ​​becoming a teacher. She shook her head and said, "Thank you, Master, for your kindness. I am a disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy School. Other lands are still disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect, and will not vote for them again."

"Hehe!" The monk on the opposite side let out such a strange laugh.

Ganoderma lucidum suddenly gave birth to a kind of self-confidence again, and there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his mind, saying: "Besides, killing a person does not necessarily require a higher level of cultivation than him, and a stronger magic weapon than him. My dragon and tiger alchemy sect is not an ordinary sect, although It has always been about treating people first, but if you really want to kill someone, there are always all kinds of methods, I will return to the sea now, and refine the most poisonous poison in the world."

After talking about Ganoderma lucidum, she turned her head and left. She had some strength after eating some crab roe just now, and she was so severely injured that she almost lost her vitality. Now she can try to draw vitality.

Every time Ganoderma lucidum stepped out, holes like sieves appeared on the beach, and all the vitality of the clam shells and small crabs under the sand were swept away by the Ganoderma lucidum.

Seeing the figure of Ganoderma lucidum getting farther and farther away, Epilepsy Arhat couldn't help but sighed, shook his head and said: "This will be bad luck for the cultivators who go to the world, and if they don't work out, they will create a poisonous door."

Afterwards, the insane Arhat suddenly laughed heck, looking extremely proud.

Standing aside, Long Aotian couldn't help frowning, he always felt that it was a lie that the insane Arhat recruited disciples, and that forcing Ganoderma lucidum into the deep sea was the truth.

In short, this crazy monk will not give up easily what he wants to do. If he really wants to accept disciples, he will not leave Ganoderma lucidum so easily.

He let the ganoderma go so easily, which means that he wanted the ganoderma to go from the very beginning.

On the beach, the enlightened Ganoderma lucidum has gone far...

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The two lords, Ruth and Orm, fell from the sky one after another, with blood-red mist billowing from their bodies. When they landed on the ground, only a cloud of blood mist and empty clothes remained.

The faces of the vampires on the ground were full of frightened expressions. The pure blood of the vampires is a very powerful force in itself. In their view, the four lords with pure blood are basically immortal existences. The most powerful blood clan under the elders of the blood clan, did not expect that they were killed by Zheng Xian one after another, and they were killed easily and simply, just like slaughtering pets in one's own home. This scene made there are more than 3 blood clans left in the air on the ground. He was so terrified that he even began to retreat slowly.

At this time, the lofty Zheng Xian lowered his head, looking down at the densely packed blood race below his feet like the ruler of all things.

Although there are [-] people in the blood race, each of them feels that their breathing is blocked and the pressure is increasing. It seems that Zheng Xian's eyes behind the helmet of the ultimate armor are staring at each of them.

Zheng Xian swayed slightly in the air, and then, like a meteorite, slammed down hard towards the dense blood race.

The vampires, who were already in a state of collapse for a long time, have already started to retreat, and now they finally have the last straw to crush them. Zheng Xian's strength, Zheng Xian's fear, have been engraved in their bones, and Zheng Xian has nothing to do with it. It is death.

The vampire, who was originally as hard and indestructible as steel, fled in all directions under Zheng Xian's swoop like an avalanche.

It looked like a wolf rushing into a flock of sheep.

After seeing this scene, the Godhunters and Annihilation Warriors were full of blood. At this moment, a voice sounded in their helmets: "Rookies, don't do it yet? The streamer serrated knife is not for watching!"

This was simply the most provocative mobilization order they had ever heard. These annihilating warriors, the Godhunters, rushed into those blood clans with screams, followed closely behind Zheng Xian, wantonly harvesting the lives of the blood clans.

This battle was reversed because of Zheng Xian alone.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and in this case, no one could avoid the failure of the blood race.

The annihilated warriors in the highest cabinet, the Godhunters, and the reserve soldiers all watched with enthusiasm. From the education and training they received, they had never been exposed to such a powerful individual heroism. One person can change a war. What does it feel like to overthrow tens of thousands of blood clans by one person? It's like an ant trampled to death an elephant. What was originally impossible is now directly unfolding before their eyes.

Legends and miracles will be today's footnotes.

The name Zheng Xian is destined to be engraved in their hearts and imprinted in their souls in the future, regardless of whether Zheng Xian is a traitor of the Sixth Business Division, or whether Zheng Xian is a cultivator or not, in short, today Zheng Xian is a senior of the Sixth Business Division , Facing tens of thousands of blood clans, defending the Sixth Business Division, defending the glory of the Sixth Business Division.

Zheng Xian didn't say anything big, but everyone knew that Zheng Xian could have slipped away and didn't have to go through this muddy water with them, but Zheng Xian still stayed, and at the most critical moment, he stood in the front row, Like a statue carved out of steel, it smashed hard into the enemy's head.

Looking at that back was enough to make their hearts surge.

Dracula, who was standing on the tall building at this time, had a gloomy face. He knew too well the importance of this battle. If he couldn't hold the Dark Angel in his hands this time, he would never have another chance. At that time, they The entire blood race will lose this great opportunity for rebirth.

Dracula frowned. Even if he died here today, he would definitely snatch the Dark Angel back, because the blood race would have no second chance.

Dracula jumped up from the tall building, turned his back to the bright red full moon, and shouted loudly: "Children of the night, today is the day when the history of the blood race is forged, and those who retreat will become a permanent shame in the history of the blood race. I left alive, but in the future you will sleep in the ground forever. From now on, you will not only be afraid of the light, but also afraid of the eyes. Not only the humble human race will look down on you, but even the blood race will be ashamed of you. After a hundred years, you will live like rats How do you tell your descendants what you have done today? How do you face the unbearable future of the vampire whose blood power is constantly weakening? Turn around and look, your enemies are just a handful, no matter how strong they are, how strong can they be?"

Dracula's roar resounded loudly, and at the same time, the [-] blood clans stationed outside to stop the reinforcements soared into the sky, and countless bats covered the sky and gathered towards the highest pavilion, making people mistakenly think that entering In the Batcave in general.

The retreating blood clans heard the news, saw the arrival of reinforcements, and then looked at the more than 200 annihilation fighters behind them, and immediately counterattacked angrily.