Chapter 785 Dragon Roar Explodes the Mushroom Cloud
One move, Wood Qianjun, ends, and the huge wooden block at the end of the stick falls off automatically.
Losing the strength to maintain it, the wooden block seemed to have been sucked out of the most critical thing, and quickly took on the yellowish brown color of withered trees.
Unless Zheng Qiu injects energy into it, it will soon become a real dead wood.
Using Mu Qianjun to smash the Qianqi Silver Fort cultivator into the air, Zheng Qiu stepped forward on the muddy black soil, ready to strip off the magic weapon clothes on the opponent so as to subdue him.
As soon as he took two steps, a bright arc-shaped slash flew from the right, and a large piece of yellow sand was raised where the light passed, forcing him to retreat to avoid it.
The ground of the Yunyun Tianlao Mountains is full of silt, and there is no yellow sand at all. It is obvious that these sands are the result of the formation of the power of heaven and earth.
Dare to display such a powerful divine move in the area shrouded in white mist, regardless of the loss of the power of heaven and earth.
The caster must be a master of the False God Realm, and may even be the Supreme Realm of the Gods.
But before Zheng Qiu had time to check who made the sand knife, he suddenly had a warning sign in his heart.
Looking sideways, the Qianqi Silver Fort cultivator had already got up and was raising his right arm to point at himself.
The armor on his forearm was flipped open quickly, but instead of a rain whistle protruding from it, a lot of parts popped out.
These parts are like a jigsaw puzzle, quickly assembled around the right forearm, wrist, and fist.
In the blink of an eye, a metal pipe dozens of times larger than the rain flute appeared on his right arm, wrapping his wrist and fist inside.
What is this, a large rain whistle?
Although it is not clear what it is, Zheng Qiu instinctively senses the danger. The size of the metal tube is very similar to an iron sand cannon.
Iron sand cannons are objects used by ordinary people for hunting, and only rich towns have them.
A carefully poured thick iron gun barrel, and then bought the powder of the fire bomb from the practitioner, mixed fine flour and wood shavings into the tube, and finally poured iron sand for tamping.
This kind of iron sand cannon can blast out iron sand like a cultivator releasing energy to attack, and can kill tigers or packs of wolves with one shot, and can also kill more than a dozen wild boars at a time.
The metal pipe in the hands of the Qianqi Silver Fort repairer in front of him is exactly the same as the barrel of a gun, and its power cannot be underestimated.
Only a fool would take this kind of thing hard. Zheng Qiu raised the wooden stick and pointed it at the man's metal mask, and threw the wooden stick like a spear.
The metal tube in the right hand of the Qianqi Silver Fort cultivator slowly lit up, and there was a faint dark blue light inside, as if it was accumulating strength.
At the same time, a young voice came from under the metal helmet: "Devil, try our Dragon Roaring Cannon from Qianqi Silver Fort..."
Bang, a crisp sound interrupted his words.
The wooden stick thrown vigorously by Zheng Qiu collided with the mask, knocking him staggered in an instant, and he sat back unsteadily and fell into the mud.
Zheng Qiu's body was blessed with the dragon-wrapped golden seal, and the force of throwing things was not ordinary. Even with the magic weapon clothes to defend him, he was hit by the impact with staring eyes.
But the Dragon Roar Cannon has been fully charged, and then it only needs to be aimed at Zheng Qiu to fire, and it doesn't even need to stand up, and it doesn't matter if you sit on the ground.
And in the moment when he was a little dizzy, Zheng Qiu kicked up a twig and made a handprint.
He whispered in his mouth: "Wooden avatar!"
The Qi in the body was taken away by one-third in an instant, and the branches in the hands were stretched, thickened, and strengthened like a blow, and in a blink of an eye they formed a doll, exactly the same size as Zheng Qiu.
Immediately afterwards, rows of symbols emerged on the surface of the wooden puppet, forming a formation pattern, and then the wooden color texture began to blur and disappear, transforming into Zheng Qiu's appearance.
And Zheng Qiu himself, using the thrown wooden stick as the target point, shrunk to an inch and jumped into the flashing light and disappeared.
The Qianqi Yinbao disciple came back to his senses and saw that Zheng Qiu, who was shirtless and wearing white wide trousers, was still standing there.
Then excitedly pulled the mechanism and fired the Dragon Roar Cannon.
The faintly flickering dark blue light inside the metal tube suddenly became dazzling, and then a ball of light the size of a human head shot out from it.
The speed is as fast as thunder and lightning, drawing long strips of light in the air.
The Dragon Roaring Cannon pierced through the continuous rain, and actually created a long series of ripples in the air. The spreading aftermath plowed through the muddy ground and scattered the fallen leaves.
Just relying on the speed of flight, a wide avenue was created.
Zheng Qiu in the distance seemed to be stupefied by the sound of the Dragon Roar Cannon, he didn't make any evasive movements, and stood there with his eyes wide open.
The ball of light collided with Zheng Qiu's body, exploding an extremely dazzling light, illuminating the gloomy forest like a scorching sun.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of thunder resounded on the ground, countless electric arcs flashed in the dark blue light, and the volume of the light ball swelled like crazy, engulfing everything around it.
Violent shock waves visible to the naked eye pushed away, and the big trees were like toys made of sand and soil, shattered into pieces in the airflow and light.
At the center of the explosion, a large cloud of smoke and dust mixed with energy rose upwards, forming a circular cloud with a diameter of more than twenty feet.
The smoke and dust carried under the cloud cluster is connected to the ground, like a dark blue mushroom.
Such a violent explosion naturally attracted the attention of many practitioners, and the chaotic battle nearby unexpectedly stopped for eight or nine breaths.
At the top of the treetops in the distance, Ge Wuqing threw out the magic weapon Wuwangcao, knocked away a gray killing intent sword light, and reached out to catch the hammer that flew back by itself.
Then he turned his head to look down halfway up the mountain, and immediately saw the direction of the loud thunder, and dark blue clouds rose up.
"A small nuclear bomb? How could there be such a thing in Yunxiu Continent? Are there other traversers?"
On the opposite side, in the air hundreds of meters away, Ren Hua, the master of the Wenjian Sect, clasped his sword fingers with both hands, and waved them alternately to stimulate the energy in his body.
While practicing his skills, he laughed at Ge Wuqing: "You don't even know about the Dragon Roar Cannon of Qianqi Silver Fort, but you are still the owner of Rueqing Xingxin Villa, and you don't have any knowledge at all.
Do you really think that you challenged the various sects and retreated unscathed because of your own cultivation?
It's not that everyone doesn't want to have the same knowledge as you, so they let you live! "
Ge Wuqing looked back at Ren Hua, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he shouted: "Is that really the case?
Then why do you hold back, do your best, and let me see the true strength of the various sects. "
After finishing the words, Ge Wuqing clenched Wu Wangzai tightly with his right hand, clasped his middle finger and ring finger with his left hand and pushed forward.
The radiance of Qi Yao on the surface of the body suddenly converges, and bright bands of light begin to appear on the limbs.
Ge Wuqing actually disregarded the influence of the environment and boldly used the power of the God Transformation Realm. In fact, doing so would only speed up the loss of the power of heaven and earth in his body.
Seeing Ge Wuqing increase his strength, Ren Hua taunted: "Idiot, how long can you use the power of the gods in this environment, I'm afraid you can't even last half an hour!"
Ge Wuqing fluttered in the air, holding Wu Wangzhao to draw a long gray-black light band, straight to the edge of the blade. "It doesn't matter how long you can last, just take you down!"
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