Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 933 The sigh of Feng Yuzi (the eighth)(1/2)

Xie Chengyun nodded!

When it comes to fighting, he is the most experienced one present, so he can follow Zhao Chu's wishes and control the gate master's injuries to just the right amount.

Let him be on the verge of death, but not die.

A minute later, Xie Chengyun nodded towards Zhao Chu, he had done everything perfectly.

The Great Elder could do nothing but wail at this moment.

In the distance, the Nine Sect Masters were completely lifeless, like a living dead. If he hadn't kicked his legs from time to time, people would have even thought he was dead.

How sad.

He looked at the gate master and felt nothing but sadness in his heart.

Half a step into the cave virtual world, Tangtang looked like a live pig waiting to be slaughtered, being pressed on the chopping board by seven or eight butchers, preparing for slaughter.



"Now it seems that this old man seems a little pitiful!"

Not far away, Jiang Xiangyi looked at the gate master who was about to be killed, and there was actually a trace of pity in his heart.

After all, she is a girl, so Jiang Xiangyi is not so jealous of evil.

In her eyes, the gatekeeper at the moment was just a pitiful old man who was being held up like a pig. His helpless expression was indeed pitiful.

"Think about it, what would have happened if we hadn't met Zhao Chu."

"Look at the ground beneath your feet. Each coffin contains a soul that has not yet died. Like the living dead, they have only one fate, which is to explode."

"And the one who caused all this is the poor old man in front of me!"

"It's too cheap to kill him easily!"

He Jianggui gently held Jiang Xiangyi's hand.

He understands that Jiang Xiangyi's soft-heartedness is a problem, but he also likes Jiang Xiangyi's kindness and silly kindness.

"I know he deserves to die, I just feel sorry for him, don't worry!"

Jiang Xiangyi also squeezed He Jianggui's palm!

It's a sigh of relief, but Jiang Xiangyi can't possibly ruin the overall situation.

Poor people must be hateful, and she understands the truth!



The gate master slowly raised his head, his remaining eye still filled with hysterical anger.

"Zhao Chu, you can't succeed!"

"My brain has undergone special tempering, and it is impossible to refine it into a magic weapon."

"Stop dreaming for a hundred days."

"There are only two ways in front of you, either kill me completely, or keep using Zhuxu Powder to keep me seriously injured!"

"Whether you alert Shi Baishu or wait for me to escape in half an hour, you will die without a burial place!"

"I am a third-level spiritual mind. As long as you dare to uncover this magic weapon, you will die. Among you here, no one can surpass me in the level of spiritual power, and no one can suppress me!"

"Do you dare? Do you dare to uncover the magic weapon on my head?"

"coward!"

The gatekeeper smiled ferociously.

Although he is at the end of his rope, the other party is also in a dilemma.

The gate master knew that if Zhao Chu wanted to temper his brain, the first step was to uncover the magic weapon above his head.

His physical strength was destroyed, but the power of his spiritual thoughts could still bombard him.

"Well, although it's a bit shocking to say it, I still have to tell you... my power of spiritual thought is... second grade!"

Zhao Chu smiled, and then calmly opened the magic weapon above the head of the gate master.

really!

A terrifying fire of divine thoughts gathered into a small sword and penetrated directly in front of Zhao Chu, faster than thunder and lightning.

The bombardment and killing of the third level divine mind is not simple at all.

But unfortunately, his small sword was directly offset by a small buckler, and not even a wave was made.

Seeing this, Jing Qingsu and others not far away breathed a sigh of relief.

Gudong, Gudong, Gudong!

Under the suppression of Zhao Chu's spiritual thoughts, the brain of the gate master could no longer gather a killing move.

And the purple liquid in his mind actually showed signs of boiling.

"Ah, it hurts. Zhao Chu, what on earth did you do in my mind?"

"You can't succeed, you can't succeed!"

Although the magic weapon on the head of the gate master has been removed, his transparent barrier remains.

Just now, Zhao Chu accidentally touched the barrier with his finger and was burned to the bone. He quickly used elixirs to recover from the injury.

"Zhao Chu, you are too arrogant!"

"The protective layer above my head is condensed by the only Dongxu True Essence. None of you can open it!"

"Don't even think about it, how could I allow something to go wrong with the brain that controls the 30,000-year-old Burning God Curse Meat Cauldron!"

"Haha, are you disappointed?"

"Desperate?"

"You'll never succeed, never!"

Although Zhao Chu could not break through the protective layer on the top of the gate master's head, the purple water that penetrated became increasingly hot, and the gate master was so painful that he wanted to commit suicide.

But he raised his head fiercely and stared at Zhao Chu like a ghost.

He must see Zhao Chu's desperate look.

The calmness this guy has from front to back will drive you crazy.



"Zhao Chu, be careful!"

"The reason why we were able to defeat the gate master was entirely because he was half a step into the Dongxu Realm, and his true energy has not yet reached the level of the real Dongxu Realm!"

"You probably don't know that the true essence of Dongxu Realm is different from that of Wenyuan Realm, and monks below Wenyuan Realm can be directly burned to death!"

Seeing this, Lei Miaozi quickly frowned and explained.

The others also looked at him solemnly.

"Not to mention Zhao Chu, even those of us in the Wen Yuan realm dare not touch the true essence of the Dongxu realm!"

"I didn't expect that the master of the gate has already cultivated the true energy of Dongxu Realm. Maybe there was just too little, and he used all of it to defend Naoren!"

"The old thief is simply a cunning beast!"

Lei Miaozi was so angry that his liver ached.

At this time, Xie Chengyun did not believe in evil, and his scholar Zhao Chu also tapped the barrier on the head of the gate master with his fingertips.

hiss!

Xie Chengyun took a breath of air.

Lei Miaozi is right.

His fingers were also burned out of the bones and the pain was severe.

Nothing can be done!

Xie Chengyun looked at Zhao Chu with an apologetic face. He could not open the barrier perfectly.

Perhaps, Xie Chengyun could bombard him hysterically, but in that case, he would even destroy the gate master's head. This is not the result Zhao Chu wants.

"Zhao Chu, I think we should think about how to keep this old man trapped!"

"When the Orbital Mosquito disappears, I'm afraid this old man will run away again!"

Lei Miaozi was worried.

Since the slave cellar is sealed, they cannot escape. If they kill the master of the gate and then disturb the Divine Book Gate, the fate of this group of people will still be death.

Being in a dilemma is really uncomfortable.

The other people's expressions were not good-looking either, and the gatekeeper in the distance was still laughing shrilly, which was irritating.

"Zhao Chu, I..."

"Shut up!"
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage