God Killer

As a person, Zheng Yifan and Hang Qing are undoubtedly qualified and have a clear conscience. It can even be said that they have contributed more to the development of the entire human race than anyone else, but in front of their children, they are full of guilt. It was completely unqualified, so Zheng Yifan felt so guilty that he didn't even dare to look at Zheng Xian's face. Only Hang Qing was still watching her son carefully. How much she wanted to see her son. When they woke up from the nightmare, they all had a blurred face. It was not until this year, when they got to know a cultivator named Zheng Xian, that blurred face in Hang Qing's heart became really clear.

Hang Qing didn't dare to expect Zheng Xian's forgiveness, but she just hoped to remember this face firmly, and from then on, she would never forget it forever, so she was satisfied.

One of the three bowed their heads, and the two looked at each other. A wonderful emotion brewed silently.

At this moment, a sneer came from the surrounding walls. The circular space was still falling, and the wall where the acne was embedded was so high that it was almost invisible.

There was a loud bang, and the entire prototype space trembled violently, as if the elevator had plummeted down and finally hit the bottom.

Zheng Yifan and Hang Qing were bounced up directly, but instead of being thrown down heavily, they fell slowly to the ground.

Zheng Xian looked around, and saw earthworm-like roots drilled out of the surrounding walls, densely packed and intertwined.

Right now, Zheng Xian is like getting under a big tree with a very well-developed root system. The soil has almost disappeared, and all Zheng Xian can see are the thick roots of the tree.

"This is a den of thieves!"

Zheng Xian said lightly, ignoring those two parents, or rather, Zheng Xian really didn't know how to deal with them, Zheng Xian didn't want to show how angry he was, and he didn't want to act like he had completely forgotten them Zheng Xian has no way to find a balance between the two, so Zheng Xian decided to express his current feelings in the simplest way, which is to ignore.

Coincidentally, at this time, a face full of pimples popped out to rescue Zheng Xian.

"Den of thieves? Of course you can say that. I don't care about this derogatory term. No, speaking of it, I am very useful. Now you finally know your own situation. Now I want to break your confidence a little bit. What do you know?" It is called a dog of bereavement, to make you know what fear is, and then, in front of you, to kill your parents little by little, to make you understand how powerless and weak you really are. In the end, you can choose to surrender to me and kneel before me. Of course, I may give you a death without hesitation, do you know what I mean? I just want you to know that your life and death are in my control, and no one can control it!"

Zheng Xian dug his ears, and said with a sneer: "I know people who are full of pimples and never talk about it first, why are they now chattering like a woman full of grievances? Oh, I understand, I must have killed her." I hit you a few times, and beat you to the ground and fled a few times, so you were full of resentment and unwillingness, so you found a chance to vent it, tsk tsk, if this can make you feel better, don’t hesitate to say a few more words , because after a while, you will no longer have the ability to speak, I will tell you to shut up forever, cherish the time you can still speak."

Laughing loudly with pimples all over his face, Meng pulled out a sharp root system from the wall made up of vines, and the root system made a sound of piercing the air, and whipped towards Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian didn't hide or dodge, he reached out to grab the root system.

His face was full of pimples and he was overjoyed, but at the same time, there was a ray of doubt in his heart. Zheng Xian naturally knew that his root system could draw all the power. Now that he knew, why would he reach out to grab it?Are you looking for death?Of course it's impossible, is it a moment of confusion because of water in the brain?Zheng Xian is not this kind of person, is it because he has the root system that he is not afraid of him if he has a back move?This is even more impossible, full of pox firmly believes that no one will completely ignore his root system, this is the strength of the soil.

How dare Zheng Xian?Do you still want to use Jianmu's strength to restrain my Qiyang?If so, that would be great!

When such thoughts lingered in his pimple-faced mind, the whip had already reached Zheng Xian's palm.

Zheng Xian directly grasped the root system, and the root system formed by the condensed soil force suddenly produced countless thorn buds, desperately piercing into the flesh of Zheng Xian's palm, as long as these thorn buds were connected with Zheng Xian's blood, Then Zheng Xian will be drained dry by Xi Yang in a blink of an eye. The power of Xi Yang cannot be resisted by Zheng Xian, a monk who has formed an alchemy.Even if Zheng Xian has an incomplete small world as a source of power, the speed at which Xi Yang absorbs power in an instant far exceeds the power supply speed of the eighteen hells in the magic mirror of Zheng Xian's marsh, that is to say, Zheng Xian is like a A small water pipe can draw powerful energy from the soil, and the power supplied by the eighteen layers of hell in the magic mirror of the swamp is also very powerful. Unfortunately, Zheng Xian is too small, and it will be emptied by the soil, so even if it is eighteen No matter how powerful the layer of hell is ten times, it still cannot change the ending of Zheng Xian being sucked to death.

"You are full of acne, you are studying how to deal with me, don't you know that I have been thinking about how to deal with you when I meet you again? Xiyang is indeed very powerful, but I can see that you still can't completely Controlling Xiyang, the combination between you and Xiyang, no matter how I see it, something is missing, this thing, you can't make up for it, and it is also fatal!"

Zheng Xian said that pieces of gold and iron began to condense on the palm of his hand, and those roots were stuck on the steel, and there was an ear-piercing sound of gold and iron clashing immediately, those roots failed to penetrate Zheng Xian's palm, but each of them slightly It was bent, but it still left shocking and deep scratches on Zheng Xian's palm.

With a pimple all over his face, he sneered and said, "It turns out that it is the power of the golden corpse. If you think that this can be a bargaining chip to defeat me, then you are very wrong!"

With a face full of pimples, those roots suddenly began to rotate, like a diamond, and how much gold and iron were wrapped in the soil. The two are not enemies, but friends. The name of the earth is composed of metal and soil. constituted.

Among the Nine Obsidian Star Cores, I am afraid that the relationship between the two star cores such as Xi Yang and Jin Zang is not as harmonious.

With a ding, Zheng Xian's palm was pierced by a drill-like breath.

With a face full of pimples, Ning smiled and said, "Drill it for me!"

The root systems are like arrows that leave the string, stabbing Zheng Xian fiercely, piercing Zheng Xian completely in an instant.