Chapter 1255: The arrogant monk Wu?

Chapter 1255: The arrogant monk Wu?

Chapter 1255 Wu·arrogant layman·?

The Qingkong Clan is very powerful. This race ranks seventy-eight among the thousands of tribes in the prehistoric era. Its own level is very high. Not to mention the ancestors of the high-level saints in the clan, plus the four ordinary saints, just how many people are there? Ten spiritual masters are enough to establish a sect in some small places.

Oh, according to the customs here in the ancient continent, it should be called the creation of a racial alliance.

The adults of the Qingkong tribe are at least first-level professionals, which is a cliff-like crush on the ancient continent.

There are too many races who are still in the ranks of ordinary beings after they reach adulthood, and even the dragon race has ordinary dragons. Of course, because of the powerful genes of the dragon race itself, even the ordinary dragon race can fight against extraordinary beings.

The Blue Sky clan has natural lightning powers. As we all know, the power of thunder and lightning is always supermodel.

The most powerful ancestor of the Blue Sky Clan, Blue Thunder Yao, the thunder he controls is even more famous among high-level saints. After all, even high-level saints will be damaged by this blue thunder.

"Ah, the electric type. We also played with electricity a long time ago. It can even be said that the power we first studied on our own was the electric type. Even our bloodline is stuck in the B-level electric elf shooter. There is no way, version The evolution is too fast, and the bloodline can't keep up. I originally thought that the elf archer's simulation will last for a long time, plus the physical increase and so on. After all, the increase of the three-arrow burst arrow in the later stage can make Zhang Heng's physical fitness comparable to that of Zheng Zha. , Alas, but it’s not as good as the S-class plasma spark crystal core.”

The Qingkong Clan Army camp is in a mess. No, the word "mess" is a little inappropriate. We generally don't use the word "mess" to describe places that have suffered from apocalyptic disasters.

"Wu Ming, you are asking for death!"

"If you hadn't provoked me first, why would I have taken action against you?" Wu Jie played with the great lord's special weapon, the Blood Transformation Sword, and said to the high-ranking saint not far away, the Blue Thunder Yao, without caring at all. : "Really, as long as you let me pass through your camp, nothing will happen. Even if I stay for a meal, why do you have to fight me?"

"asshole!"

The body of the Holy Dao is trembling with arrogance, but you still pass me by? Are you staying for a meal?

What's your situation? Don't you have any idea? !

All races are shouting for a fight!

Now the entire race wants your life, Wu Ming. Everyone knows that your strength is the spiritual throne. If you can break through the sky, you are a saint. Even if you can escape from the holy throne, it is good. You are so arrogant. Is it relying on Kong Xuan to hold the holy position under the hands of God of Fear?

You are staying in the camp, so we are too busy conquering the Silver Land to pay attention to you, but you came to our territory alone and want to stay for a meal? If I don't take you down, it won't matter whether you can raise your head in front of other high-level saints in the future. It will be because other tribes suspect that our Qingkong tribe will betray you!

Will we still hang out together in the future? !

Wu Jie looked at the furious senior saint of the Blue Sky Clan and sneered.

He really didn't know what Chu Xuan was thinking, but he was worried. He had read the Great Lord of the Ancient Times, and he knew what the original Chu Xuan had done!

Just stir it up, it’s just a stick that stirs shit!

If the entire prehistoric continent is disturbed and all the races are in danger, then it will be fun.

Wu Jie estimated that the original seventh possibility was that Zheng Zha defeated the 35th clan in less than an hour. The specific strength is not clear, but he must not have reached the third level of Linsheng. If he had reached the third level of Linsheng, It's impossible for a high-level saint to escape alive.

So now he has one day, and he is also a second-level Saint. Is it not a problem to defeat at least ten of the top one hundred people?

Coupled with Zheng Zha, if the emperor and Xiantian were not taken into consideration, the two brothers could kill all that was left in the prehistoric continent was the holy position of the great lord camp.

"Actually, I have to thank you. Ever since I entered Linsheng, no, ever since I learned Wukong and really started to release the light of my soul, I haven't been able to make a move. You know? If you can't beat me, you can't beat me at all." . Don’t fight the weak ones, they will be crushed to death with a flash of light. Ordinary saints can also crush them. There are only so many high saints, where can I find them?"

"Arrogant!"

A Qingkong Clan Saint took action in anger. It had not yet updated its version and had no idea how big the gap was between the first level and the second level for the same Holy Saint, and how big the gap was between the prehistoric era and the human history.

The light cyan electro-optical arrow shot at Wu Jie, but Wu Jie didn't even look at it. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the cyan electro-optical arrow that was enough to annihilate the stars. The universe of light in the body released a trace of essential power, rendering the arrow golden yellow and then suddenly threw it in the original direction. The golden arrow directly penetrated the dimensional restrictions and hit the high-dimensional holy way!

Green-gold thunder tore apart the zenith, and high latitudes appeared directly at the top of the sky. The blue-gold electric current turned into a torrent and washed away the entire holy way. The holy throne of the Blue Sky Clan who took action did not even have time to react. The bird's beak opened and it only had time to make an unspeakable sound, and then the entire form dissipated between heaven and earth.

Blood rain fell, and there was a whimpering sound like crying in the world.

Blood rain falls from the sky, and the heaven and the earth share the sorrow.

This is a sign of the complete fall of the holy throne.

The Holy Path at high latitudes was wiped out, and the traces engraved on the multiverse were easily erased.

"You're such a loser. You're not even as good as that guy from Cthulhu. Sure enough, you losers who have been pampered for too many years don't know how to fight, or have forgotten how to fight."

It can be said that after the battle between the two emperors who ascended the throne, the holy throne of all races in the prehistoric era has no chance to take action again.

Because it is not allowed. Now is a fast-developing era. Who wants to fight to the death with opponents of the same level? If one accidentally damages the holy path, then if you are lucky, you will sleep for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and if you are unlucky, you will never have the chance to wake up in this life.

——Tribute to the famous sleep-resistant king, the blood clan saint, the hidden.

Regardless of whether these saints have experienced hundreds of battles before becoming saints, or have almost no battles and practiced directly, they are destined not to have much combat experience in the realm of saints.

Wu Jie. Actually, there are not many, but compared with this group of guys, there are still too many. Especially in this environment where there is no five elements to suppress the universe, and high and low dimensions are not blocked, the high-dimensional holy path is attacked directly from the real plane!

In the human history, there are five elements to suppress the universe, and the saints of high dimensions cannot intervene in the real world at will, but this is also a disguised protection, which protects the saints from being destroyed by mortals in the real world.

But in this version, there is no such benefit.

It can only be said that there are indeed pros and cons.

"Wu Ming, you will die a miserable death!"

"Then prove it with your actions, not your beak!"