Chapter 30 Crushing

When Jiang Yuanyuan and his son came into contact, their bodies twisted strangely, moving closer to each other like octopuses, and their tentacles twisted and twisted into spherical pieces of flesh.

The pieces of meat rolled all the way from the secret door to the underground palace. Everyone except Wang Jin was devoured, and the pieces of meat continued to multiply and mutate.

The huge piece of meat was covered with bloody arms, legs and feet, as well as shameless and terrifying faces, wailing and rolling close to the altar.

The weirdness and horror was still there, the lump of flesh spread out a terrifying pressure, as if the energy and blood of dozens of people were superimposed, and the underground palace was trembling under the pressure.

Even a low-level warrior would have no advantage against this piece of meat, let alone an ordinary person.

"Duan Fairy, I don't want to play anymore, please help me."

Jiang Mingyang shouted and ran away.

He has completed the task. Not to mention that the man in black robe is very weird, just this piece of meat can crush him!

Jiang Mingyang shouted for help, and the people in black robes were shocked. He turned into lightning and attacked Jiang Mingyang, and the pieces of meat flew like cannonballs.

He didn't know if there was really an ambush, but in order to avoid long nights and nightmares, the sacrifice must be made immediately.

"What are you yelling about? Look at your bearish behavior!"

Disdain echoed, and a graceful figure was as fast as lightning, faster than the speed of sound.

Jiang Mingyang felt a fragrant wind blowing around him, and the black-robed people and pieces of meat were kicked away like cannonballs.

Duan Qing clapped her hands, as if she had thrown away a piece of trash.

Of course, looking at Jiang Mingyang, he looked like he was looking at garbage.

"Enter Xiao Yi, let me see how warriors fight."

Duan Qing gave a casual order and took Jiang Mingyang to the side, obviously not planning to do it herself.

The white coat smiled bitterly, and a scalpel flashed in his hand.

"Impossible! You are obviously in the city, there is no way you can find this place!"

The man in black robe screamed in horror, his body couldn't stop shaking, and his eyes showed endless fear.

The white coat shrugged and did not answer the black-robed man's question. Instead, he asked: "I want to know more about how the guy who wants to use your body to come here can hide his aura and avoid our search."

The white coat was calm and composed, as if he could have everything under control as long as he found them.

The white coat was casual and unrestrained, but the man in black robe seemed to be oppressed by an invisible force, and his legs were shaking involuntarily.

The natural sense of oppression against natural enemies almost suffocated the man in black robe.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

The man in black robe was shocked, and he didn't know why he wanted to reply.

It seemed that as long as he didn't reply, something terrible would happen, making him afraid not to reply.

"It turns out that the flesh and blood body isolates the breath, so no wonder it can't be noticed."

Looking at the squirming piece of meat, the white coat asked and answered himself, and then looked at the man in black and said: "You didn't even sign the symbiosis contract, and you just made a so-called sacrifice. You have to devote yourself wholeheartedly."

"You lied, this is impossible!"

The man in black robe screamed in horror. This time he understood. He had been deceived and his life was short.

The white coat shook his head and sighed: "Do I need to lie to a dead man?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scalpel in the white coat burst out with dazzling light, and the blade seemed to be able to cut through everything.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"

The man in black robe roared wildly, and several thick tentacles of flesh and blood protruded from the black robe, stabbing at the white coat with a whistling sound.

The pieces of flesh also continued to twist, turning into a giant humanoid monster with a hideous armor covered with barbs.

The giant monster charges like a terrifying metal chariot, capable of crushing all obstacles.

"Oh, it turns out that he is not a relative. It has made me worried for so long for nothing."

Facing such a terrifying enemy, the white coat looked calm and unconcerned.

What state is he in and how strong is he?

Jiang Mingyang was dumbfounded, but what happened next almost made him tongue-tied.

I saw the white coat waving his hand casually, and a white sword light slashed out.

The flesh and blood armor that he had used all his strength to break through was like butter in front of the white coat, and could easily be cut in half.

He didn't dodge or dodge, he just released the sword light, and the black-robed people and the flesh were unable to support him.

"teacher……"

After looking at his mother on the altar and then at the crazy man in black robe, Jiang Mingyang hesitated to speak.

"If the warrior can still be saved, your father is just an ordinary person and has been affected by the aura of the abyss for too long..."

Duan Qing didn't go on, the reality was far crueler than the story, and fairy tales were all lies.

"Is this the true power of a warrior?

What are the origins of those monsters? Are they enemies of warriors? What realms are you and Teacher Yi at? "

Jiang Mingyang did not delve into the fate of the man in black robe. He was more concerned about the origins of the warriors and monsters.

To him, Jiang Changming was just a stranger bearing his father's name. It would be better to live or die.

He cares about Jiang Changming more because of his mother.

Jiang Mingyang took the initiative to change the topic. Duan Qing was too lazy to be a psychology teacher. She was not good at comforting people.

"True power?"

Duan Qing sneered disdainfully, glanced at the battle that was coming to an end, and said: "Xiao Yi's strength is only so-so, and he is still far from his true strength.

If this is all you pursue, then just be an ordinary person.

As for the division of monsters and realms, when you are admitted to the Warrior University, someone will naturally tell you that there is no point in knowing it unless you become a warrior. "

The white coat is like a human-shaped laser cannon, and the giant sword is pouring out light like it is free of charge. This unparalleled mowing posture does not look like a careless one.

"Damn it, you're so careless! You treat me like a stupid boy.

Hey, no, Teacher Yi is so old and he is still called Xiao Yi.

Could it be that the Shui Lingling Duan Fairy is an old witch with good looks? "

Jiang Mingyang was thinking a lot, and the expression on his face was even more changeable. When he looked at Duan Qing, his eyes were wrong.

Duan Qing, as if he could read his mind, slapped him hard on the back of the head and beat him to pieces.

"Do you know why I hit you?"

Duan Qing asked with a strange temperament, Jiang Mingyang groaned and just stood up, Duan Qing kicked him to the ground again.

"If you don't accept it, you can fight back."

"My uncle's!"

Jiang Mingyang was furious and told Duan Qing with practical actions what it means to be able to bend and stretch.

"Look at what you said, I won't be kicked by you if I have nothing to do."

Jiang Mingyang had a cheeky smile on his face, and Duan Qing burst into laughter. Her laughter was as crisp as a silver bell, giving him an infinite sense of security.

It seems that as long as she is there, there is no need to fear any monsters. It seems that as long as she is here, a paradise can be guarded.

"Oh, I really don't need a beating."

The man in the white coat sighed, and the powerful black-robed man and the terrifying flesh-and-blood monster were solved by chopping melons and vegetables.

Jiang Mingyang stared blankly at the broken corpses on the ground and the blood that gathered into a small lake. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Is it over?

For him, the desperate situation of no life or death could be solved so easily?

Jiang Mingyang always feels unreal.

"mom!"

Jiang Mingyang regained consciousness and hurriedly rushed to the altar in the center of the magic circle, but was stopped by a white coat.