Alien Dust

Chapter 151: The Might of the Fierce River Spear
"I'm just full now, so I'll kill someone to help digest the food." Wu Hen stretched his muscles.

Without saying anything else, Wu Hen approached Yue Yongqing directly.

Yue Yongqing did not show up until a few days later, apparently to repair his broken arm.

Wu Hen also noticed that his arm was different. It looked like it was made of clay, and no blood could be heard flowing inside it.

Sure enough, there was something strange about this clay arm. As soon as Wu Hen approached, he saw Yue Yongqing suddenly swinging his arm. The clay arm became huge in an instant, and when it swung towards him, it even rolled up a huge wave of stone and soil!
A clay arm, but taller than others. Yue Yongqing seemed to have installed a clay magic arm, with infinite strength and amazing destructive power.

He punched and struck out with a force no less powerful than a mountain crashing towards Wu Hen.

Wu Hen had just evolved to the third stage of physique after all. Realizing that he would be beaten into pulp by the opponent with just his mortal body, he immediately activated the Holy Infant in his body, wrapped his arm with the Holy Breath, and used both hands to hold up the opponent's terrifying clay arm!

"Boom!"

Even so, Wu Hen slid backwards and was almost pushed off the island.

He shook his numb arms and looked at Yue Yongqing, the divine arm...

"This is not Nuwa's place, how can you fight me?" Yue Yongqing laughed.

Originally thought he only had one clay arm to control it, but soon a wave of earth surged on the ground, and then the soil and rocks on the island became soft, and began to gather towards Yue Yongqing's feet like quicksand.

Yue Yongqing stood there, laughing continuously.

The sand and rocks on the island poured into his strange body, causing other parts of his body to turn into huge pieces of clay!

It's no longer just an arm, but the whole person has become a clay hero!

"You are more suitable to guard the entrance of the mausoleum in this state." Wu Hen couldn't help but sneer when he saw the other party's magical changes.

"This is an immortal clay figurine. How can an inferior human like you understand it? I can kill you with one kick!" Yue Yongqing took a heavy step and raised his foot to step on Wu Hen!
Wu Hen felt the blood surging throughout his body, and his skin was emitting holy light, making him look like a little golden man!

He simply raised his arms and held up the tall and mighty clay warrior with both hands again!
Yue Yongqing's hatred for Wu Hen reached its peak. If it wasn't for his sabotage, how could he be thrown into the immortal furnace and roasted by the superiors? Although this roasting partially improved his strength, the pain was no less than being thrown into the incinerator...

So he had to crush Wu Hen into a pulp to vent his anger!

Yue Yongqing used all his strength and almost stepped on the entire island below the red plane.

But there was still a sense of discomfort on the soles of my feet, and I couldn't flatten this mortal body no matter what I did.

Not only that, he also felt a brute force on the soles of his feet, which was making his legs begin to go numb. Gradually, Yue Yongqing was horrified to find that he could not step down with this foot at all, and was actually pushed up by the other party!
With a roar, the person beneath his feet suddenly lifted him up hard, causing Yue Yongqing to lose his balance and fall backwards.

"Boom~~~!"

Yue Yongqing's clay figure looked heavy and bulky, and he couldn't even get up after being knocked down.

But at this time, Wu Hen had already stepped on his clay body and rushed to his face, kicking him hard on the cheek.

His powerful Vajra Kick was also terrifying. It kicked so hard that all the clay on Yue Yongqing's face shattered, revealing the hollow layer inside!
"It turns out to be just a shell. This defective product of yours is probably not even qualified to guard the tomb door!" Wu Hen couldn't help but laugh.

It’s useless but looks good!

Wu Hen suddenly accumulated the holy energy in his right leg and delivered a whip-like kick!
It was like kicking out a golden python. The tremendous energy shattered the clay shell on Yue Yongqing's body, and a large amount of immortal hard soil fell off his body.

It was like breaking a hollow clay jar. Soon Yue Yongqing's true appearance was revealed. He was still a man missing an arm.

However, Yue Yongqing knows more than just this kind of magic.

After he flew out of the clay shell, a long green vine grew out of his empty arm.

The long vine turned into a weapon of Yue Yongqing and lashed towards Wu Hen!

Wu Hen naturally heard the sound of the vine growing. He noticed that there were invisible vine threads wriggling in the air around him. He knew that the vine was not as simple as it looked, so he decisively retreated.

As the vine retreated, a large number of vine threads suddenly expanded from the place where it was twitching, like a witch's long hair growing wildly and devouring savagely, occupying the area where Wu Hen was just now, along with the rocks and soil!
"Such a quick reaction?" Yue Yongqing was a little surprised.

What kind of perception does the other party have that he can actually detect the immortal vine threads in the air? ?
Although he was frightened, Yue Yongqing was not afraid. He pinched out a bottle with his other hand and then threw the bottle into the air.

The water of elixir of life poured out of the bottle, and the water moistened the surrounding air like rain and dew.

After being moistened by the rain and dew, those invisible vines grew rapidly, each one as thick as a primitive giant tree, and covered the entire island like a vine forest! Wu Hen looked up and saw the vines covering the sky.

When he looked down again, the island disappeared. The huge vines looked no different from a snake's nest, and they looked like cannibals that were extremely thirsty for blood!
Wu Hen was a little confused about what kind of magic the Changsheng Sect was using and wanted to observe it, but now the other party had surrounded him and he couldn't escape with his strong superhuman muscles.

"Hahaha, these immortal vines will isolate your lightning aura. Do you really think I don't have the means to deal with you?" Yue Yongqing said with a smile.

In the Nuwa Divine Center, Yue Yongqing witnessed that Wu Hen possessed the power of thunder. He had made sufficient preparations for his revenge this time. The Immortality Vine was very resilient and grew very fast. Even if the opponent used Thunder, it could not split it or destroy it!

"You don't think I only have one skill, do you?"

After saying that, Wu Hen clenched his hand, and a large number of ominous inscriptions intertwined around Wu Hen's palm like black silk, and quickly formed an inscribed murderous spear.

With the fierce gun in his hand, Wu Hen instantly felt a kind of brutal inheritance, as if he had mastered the unique skills of gun fighting the moment he came into contact with such a weapon, and he wielded it with great skill!

With a flick of the gun tip, inky gun evil energy splashed out. The immortal vine in front immediately stopped growing and quickly withered after coming into contact with the gun evil energy!

The gun roared like a dragon, and Wu Hen turned into a dark and evil dragon, passing through the dense vine forest.

After stepping heavily on one of the giant vines, Wu Hen flew out again, stabbing Yue Yongqing with the tip of the gun!
From Yue Yongqing's perspective, a black dragon emerged from his vine forest. It was extremely swift, ferocious and domineering, and its fangs had already pounced in front of him.

He dodged backwards in a hurry, but the tip of the gun still pierced his skin.

The injured part of his body was immediately stained with a strange black color, as if it had been poisoned by something, and the flesh inside was rotting and necrotic!

"What is this?" Yue Yongqing glanced at the wound on his shoulder, his face full of shock and anger.

Wu Hen didn't waste time talking to him. He turned the gun around, and black waves formed wherever the tip of the gun swept past.

As Wu Hen's gun rotated faster and faster, thousands of black waves turned into a black fierce river danced by Wu Hen!
Yue Yongqing looked up and seemed to see a black river god who was turning a long river into his weapon!
"die!"

Wu Hen threw the gun suddenly, and the blade directly stabbed Yue Yongqing's feet.

Yue Yongqing's feet were directly nailed by the gun blade. Before he could cry out in pain, the terrifying fierce river in the air rushed over and hit Yue Yongqing on the ground.

"Come on, come on! Come on, come on!!"

Yue Yongqing was shouting in panic.

He wrapped the Immortality Soil around himself, forming a thick earth shell.

The ferocious black river was extremely violent. It washed away the immortal soil around him and poured into his body fiercely.

Yue Yongqing would have been swept away by the fierce river, but his feet were fixed by the fierce gun, so Yue Yongqing was like accepting an ancient punishment, a person was fixed on a wooden stake in a turbulent river, and the turbulent river that could crush human bones kept rushing over his body. He would not die all at once, nor would he fall into a coma, and he could not expect the turbulent water of the river to stop.

Only the bones of the whole body were broken, the skin was softened, and was blown away by the water!
The dancing fierce river was more ferocious and lengthy than Wu Hen had expected. It even felt like an endless flow, and it could wash over Yue Yongqing for three days and three nights.

But Yue Yongqing's physique could not hold on for too long. He was like a half-dead prisoner on the execution ground. He stood very straight, but was only one breath away from death.

Wu Hen fell from a great height, glanced at the inscribed bronze spear in his hand, and a hint of doubt flashed through his mind.

Is this Yue Yongqing just a piece of paper, or have I seriously underestimated the power of the murderous gun at the bottom of the river?

But it was really extremely ferocious. Why didn't Si Chuan ask a question when I left? It was impossible for him not to know about this weapon. How could he just let me take it away so calmly?
Anyway, after Xiao Yi swallowed the gun, Wu Hen didn't feel too much inside...

It was not until now when he unleashed the terrifying power of the fierce river that Wu Hen realized that this inscribed bronze spear was not as simple as it seemed.

"It's probably because you're too weak." Wu Hen pondered for a while and finally came to this conclusion. He pointed at the dying Yue Yongqing and asked, "I'll only ask once, where is my good brother Wang Rui?"

"In... in the Changsheng Tavern... Changsheng's envoy Yan Yang is guarding... guarding..." Yue Yongqing replied with a pleading look in his eyes.

"You can't even redeem my brother's life, right?" Wu Hen asked with a smile.

"Of course I can... Thank you for not killing me, thank you for not killing me..." Yue Yongqing begged for mercy while spitting out ominous black water.

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