I Lost It! It Turns out That the Anchor is Cultivating Immortals

"go!"

Looking at the heavy rain outside, Bai Jian wrapped his sleeping bag and quickly ran to the stone wall several hundred meters away.

Bai Ling followed closely, and the entire little face was wetted by the rain in a short while.

Click!

However, not long after the two brothers and sisters left the wooden house, the odd roof devastated by the storm was blown away in an instant.This chapter is not over, click on the next page to continue reading.

Chapter 118 A rope, a long gun, turned the whole storm

"Fuck! God Su is out!"

"Am I dazzled? I saw Su Shen go out with a bundle of ropes? What is he planning to do?"

"Quick, quick, you should keep up with the drone!"

"The storm hit in the middle of the night, and a man rushed out of the house with a bundle of rope in his hand. It turned out to be for..."

"Upstairs, I need you at Penguin News. Come to the company for work at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

The audience in the live broadcast room went crazy.

However, at this time, the drone got stuck and couldn't keep up with Su Mubai's speed.

By the time the drone flew out, Su Mubai was already holding a rope thicker than two fingers and wrapped it around the entire bamboo house and the roof several times!

"Fuck, what is Su Shen doing? Isn't he trying to use this rope to tie up the bamboo house?"

"The heifer fell on its back to the ground, and the abuse is so bad!"

"666, my Dasu God is cheating. It is too fierce to fight against the power of nature with manpower. I, Ye Liangchen, would like to call you the strongest."

"Wife, wife, come and see Superman, the superman who tied the bamboo house with a rope!"

"I'm getting old, I'm really getting old. Senior Su is fighting against the sky with one's own strength, but we old bones are timid, remorseful, ashamed..."

Audience fans who were still curious about what Su Mubai was going to do were instantly stunned by his divine manipulation!

The windstorm almost knocked the bamboo house off, but Su Mubai grabbed a rope and tied the entire bamboo house directly.

Too six!

At this time,

Su Mubai crossed his hands and quickly tied the ropes in his hands together.

Although the storm this time was very terrifying, the rope in his hand was not ordinary.

Just like the rope used to pull the golden nanmu last time, it was made by rubbing iron vines, and it was stronger. It was made by rubbing twenty-seven strands of rope for making bowstrings.

On average, each strand can withstand the ultimate tensile force of three hundred and sixty pounds, and twenty-seven strands can withstand a force of nearly five tons!

woohoo hoo...

The wind was still strong, and Su Mu was holding the rope tied to the bamboo hut with his hands, and his whole body was almost blown away by the bamboo hut.

Fortunately, the method of standing in Bajiquan can increase the strength of the lower plate, so that Su Mubai's feet just stick to the ground.

"No, for a long time, my physical strength must be exhausted!"

Su Mubai grabbed the bamboo hut and frowned,

Bajiquan's stance can make him as stable as Mount Tai, but the consumption of physical strength is also very terrifying.

Even when the entire bamboo house is pulled up, the pulling force it brings to him is even stronger than that of the golden nanmu last time!

As for the Qi of the Immortal Spirit, although the consumption speed is not as fast as the physical strength, it is his last trump card, and it must not be used easily until the end.

If once the spirit of immortal spirit is exhausted, he will have no support, and a dignified immortal cultivator will be killed by a storm. Isn't this a joke?

Even if he is just a third-level qi cultivator!

"Fortunately, the wind is blowing horizontally. If the meteorite is inserted into the ground as a leverage point, it should save a lot of effort."

Su Mubai carefully observed the wind direction nearby.

Most of them are blown from the direction of the coast. As long as there is a place to borrow strength, he can save at least half of his strength!

move footsteps,

Immortal energy flowed out of his dantian, and quickly fixed his body firmly on the ground. 55zw.5555zw 55zw 55zw

In addition, the bamboo house with a roof nearly three meters high was like a hydrogen balloon. He was dragged in his hand and walked over to Shi Nianzi.

Every step is as if a mountain is moving, and it seems extremely heavy!

"My God! How did Su Shen do this? He was walking on the ground with a bamboo house that was blown up by the wind? Are you sure you're not joking?!"

"Damn it, Newton's coffin board can't hold it! Such a strong wind has no effect on Su Shen at all?.々!"

"Crap! And the rope is too solid. It rattled when pulled, but it kept going, and how much did Su Shen weigh? A storm that could blow away from a bamboo house couldn't even shake Su Shen?"

"I know that this rope is made of tin vines. About the thickness of chopsticks, it can withstand a pulling force of three hundred and sixty kilograms. It is so thick that I must bear at least four or five tons of force..."

"Fuck? Isn't that nearly ten thousand pounds?"

The audience in the live broadcast room was completely stunned.