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Chapter 776 [775] Small, can kill the powerful
Chapter 776 [775] Small, can kill the powerful
Qingluojie.
Among the people chatting under the tree.
A middle-aged man with dark skin suddenly felt something and looked up at the starry night sky.
He immediately saw black shadows crossing the sky silently.
Just making eye contact, this person's pupils shrank, the hair on his back stood up, and he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
The middle-aged man instantly realized that these black shadows posed a huge threat to this world.
Without thinking, the man shouted: "Everyone leave here immediately and hide in the cave."
After speaking.
A group of Qingluo people were still talking and laughing, as if they didn't hear them at all.
The middle-aged man looked a little confused.
How is this going?
Subsequently.
He suddenly sensed a very obscure extraordinary fluctuation, and suddenly realized that someone must have quietly moved their hands and feet to cut off his voice.
The idea just came up.
The middle-aged man noticed changes happening around him.
The chatter and laughter of the Qingluo people suddenly became ethereal, as if they were coming from hundreds of meters away, and the surrounding scenery became a bit unreal.
The middle-aged man suppressed the fear in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and took a deep breath.
He considered his tone and asked loudly: "Who do you dare to ask me?"
A leisurely voice floated down from the tree canopy above: "Mr. Xuandu, nice to meet you!"
It was Cheng Han.
After entering the Qingluo world, this clone found some clues about the resistance, and then followed the clues to locate the leader of the opponent.
That is, a middle-aged man.
This guy is incredibly cunning.
He is obviously a powerful person at the Xuandu level and also a top expert among the Qingluo people, but he disguises himself as a commoner and spends all his time among the lower class.
The reason why these Qingluo people, who were drinking and chatting, ridiculed the Military Recruitment Office, was precisely because this guy was instilling rebellious ideas all day long.
at this time.
The middle-aged man tried his best to say in the most humble tone: "Sir, could you take a moment to see me?"
Cheng Han responded readily: "Of course!"
He floated down from the branch and landed lightly on the ground.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Baza!"
The person immediately reacted: "No, you are not Bazaar! You took Bazaar's identity."
The middle-aged man reacted briefly and showed an expression of disbelief.
The aura exuded by the other party turned out to be only at the level of a mysterious master.
The middle-aged man immediately realized that this was definitely a disguise, otherwise the other party would not be able to isolate him easily.
Cheng Han said with a smile: "No, I am Master Xuan."
The middle-aged man became increasingly horrified: "Do you know what I'm thinking?"
Cheng Han did not answer, but said to himself: "You lack systematic extraordinary knowledge, and your understanding of Xuan Yin is too superficial, so your use of power is too inferior."
The subtext of this sentence is - it's not that I am strong, but that you are too weak.
This is nothing short of humiliating.
A flash of embarrassment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he forced himself to calm down and asked, "Are you from the Wanhao tribe?"
Cheng Han said truthfully: "That's right!"
The middle-aged man's heart sank, and he immediately realized that he might not be able to escape this disaster today.
He planned many attacks against the Wanhao tribe and killed many Wanhao people with his own hands.
Now that the other party is here, how could he let him go?
The middle-aged man was desperately thinking about an escape strategy, but on the surface he was filled with indignation: "If my guess is correct, the upcoming disaster should be caused by the Wanhao tribe, right?"
The man pointed to the sky and shouted angrily: "Just because the Qingluo people are unwilling to be cannon fodder, are you going to viciously release monsters into the Qingluo world?"
This is obviously stalling for time.
Cheng Han saw this but didn't mind at all.He didn't answer directly, just snorted contemptuously: "Cannon fodder?"
Cheng Han then asked: "This is a super catastrophe that affects all races.
"If there is no Wanhao clan standing in front of us, how many days do you think Qingluo Realm can hold on to face the disaster independently?"
The middle-aged man was asked.
Cheng Han took the initiative to tell the answer: "I just came back from the front line not long ago. From my experience, if the Qingluo Realm can't even hold on for ten days, the entire clan will die."
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "You enjoy the protection of the Wanhao clan, but not only are you unwilling to contribute, but you are also focused on resisting. Is this fair?"
The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed and came up with the same old argument: "Without the Wanhao tribe plundering the resources of Qingluo Realm, we would have become stronger a long time ago and we wouldn't need your protection at all."
Cheng Han's tone contained a hint of pity: "Wake up, stop dreaming!"
He sighed: "Among the thousands of worlds, only the major clans have the real right to speak.
"Any small clan has only two choices, either to rely on the big clan, or to be completely destroyed by the big clan."
He revealed another piece of news: "Many years ago, the 'Red Eye Clan' set its sights on the Qingluo Realm. Without the Wanhao Clan to guard this world, the Qingluo people would have long been reduced to 'blood slaves.'"
The middle-aged man was immediately speechless and could not utter a word.
The so-called "Red Eye Clan" is another large clan adjacent to the Wanhao Clan.
Individuals of this tribe generally have blood-red eyes and are fond of sucking blood. They are called "Red Demons" by the Wanhao tribe.
Cheng Han lost interest in chatting: "Let's end it here."
The middle-aged man's heart trembled, and he was determined to fight for his life.
The man roared angrily, and powerful fluctuations surged within his body. He raised his right hand high, and a green light flashed across his palm, which instantly transformed into a blurry blade of light.
but.
At the moment when the light blade is about to take shape.
"Om~"
The string trembled.
The middle-aged man felt an unbearable sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and he couldn't help but scream: "Ah!"
The light blade in this man's hand flashed and then dimmed.
The middle-aged man's figure froze, his pupils were completely frozen, and even the divine light dissipated.
I can tell.
Something terrible had happened inside him.
After a while.
Some bloody tentacles, somewhat similar in appearance to vines, suddenly emerged from the middle-aged man's seven orifices and swayed gently.
This scene is quite horrifying.
soon.
The bloody vine shrank back again.
Cheng Han laughed with satisfaction: "My idea is correct. These spores can turn the powerful Xuandu into a flesh and blood puppet."
He muttered again proudly: "The small can also kill the powerful."
In fact.
Just now Governor Qingluo Xuandu was deliberately delaying time, but in fact Cheng Han was also delaying time.
While the two parties were talking, he secretly released a very tiny spore, which was inhaled by the middle-aged man.
After the preparations were completed, he decisively inspired the power of the spores and transformed them into puppets.
Cheng Han waved his hand and removed the cover of the illusion.
The middle-aged man returned to normal, except for the imperceptible blood flashing in his pupils.
The series of changes just now seemed like a lot of time had passed, but in fact only a few seconds had passed because time was distorted by the illusion.
The sound of lively conversation immediately reached Cheng Han's ears.
He looked up at the night sky and found that the time capsule was about to land soon.
But he didn't mean to warn you at all. Instead, he said hello: "It's so lively today!"
A warm greeting came: "Baza, why are you here suddenly? Come over and drink!"
(End of this chapter)
Qingluojie.
Among the people chatting under the tree.
A middle-aged man with dark skin suddenly felt something and looked up at the starry night sky.
He immediately saw black shadows crossing the sky silently.
Just making eye contact, this person's pupils shrank, the hair on his back stood up, and he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
The middle-aged man instantly realized that these black shadows posed a huge threat to this world.
Without thinking, the man shouted: "Everyone leave here immediately and hide in the cave."
After speaking.
A group of Qingluo people were still talking and laughing, as if they didn't hear them at all.
The middle-aged man looked a little confused.
How is this going?
Subsequently.
He suddenly sensed a very obscure extraordinary fluctuation, and suddenly realized that someone must have quietly moved their hands and feet to cut off his voice.
The idea just came up.
The middle-aged man noticed changes happening around him.
The chatter and laughter of the Qingluo people suddenly became ethereal, as if they were coming from hundreds of meters away, and the surrounding scenery became a bit unreal.
The middle-aged man suppressed the fear in his heart, forced himself to calm down, and took a deep breath.
He considered his tone and asked loudly: "Who do you dare to ask me?"
A leisurely voice floated down from the tree canopy above: "Mr. Xuandu, nice to meet you!"
It was Cheng Han.
After entering the Qingluo world, this clone found some clues about the resistance, and then followed the clues to locate the leader of the opponent.
That is, a middle-aged man.
This guy is incredibly cunning.
He is obviously a powerful person at the Xuandu level and also a top expert among the Qingluo people, but he disguises himself as a commoner and spends all his time among the lower class.
The reason why these Qingluo people, who were drinking and chatting, ridiculed the Military Recruitment Office, was precisely because this guy was instilling rebellious ideas all day long.
at this time.
The middle-aged man tried his best to say in the most humble tone: "Sir, could you take a moment to see me?"
Cheng Han responded readily: "Of course!"
He floated down from the branch and landed lightly on the ground.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then blurted out: "Baza!"
The person immediately reacted: "No, you are not Bazaar! You took Bazaar's identity."
The middle-aged man reacted briefly and showed an expression of disbelief.
The aura exuded by the other party turned out to be only at the level of a mysterious master.
The middle-aged man immediately realized that this was definitely a disguise, otherwise the other party would not be able to isolate him easily.
Cheng Han said with a smile: "No, I am Master Xuan."
The middle-aged man became increasingly horrified: "Do you know what I'm thinking?"
Cheng Han did not answer, but said to himself: "You lack systematic extraordinary knowledge, and your understanding of Xuan Yin is too superficial, so your use of power is too inferior."
The subtext of this sentence is - it's not that I am strong, but that you are too weak.
This is nothing short of humiliating.
A flash of embarrassment flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he forced himself to calm down and asked, "Are you from the Wanhao tribe?"
Cheng Han said truthfully: "That's right!"
The middle-aged man's heart sank, and he immediately realized that he might not be able to escape this disaster today.
He planned many attacks against the Wanhao tribe and killed many Wanhao people with his own hands.
Now that the other party is here, how could he let him go?
The middle-aged man was desperately thinking about an escape strategy, but on the surface he was filled with indignation: "If my guess is correct, the upcoming disaster should be caused by the Wanhao tribe, right?"
The man pointed to the sky and shouted angrily: "Just because the Qingluo people are unwilling to be cannon fodder, are you going to viciously release monsters into the Qingluo world?"
This is obviously stalling for time.
Cheng Han saw this but didn't mind at all.He didn't answer directly, just snorted contemptuously: "Cannon fodder?"
Cheng Han then asked: "This is a super catastrophe that affects all races.
"If there is no Wanhao clan standing in front of us, how many days do you think Qingluo Realm can hold on to face the disaster independently?"
The middle-aged man was asked.
Cheng Han took the initiative to tell the answer: "I just came back from the front line not long ago. From my experience, if the Qingluo Realm can't even hold on for ten days, the entire clan will die."
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "You enjoy the protection of the Wanhao clan, but not only are you unwilling to contribute, but you are also focused on resisting. Is this fair?"
The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed and came up with the same old argument: "Without the Wanhao tribe plundering the resources of Qingluo Realm, we would have become stronger a long time ago and we wouldn't need your protection at all."
Cheng Han's tone contained a hint of pity: "Wake up, stop dreaming!"
He sighed: "Among the thousands of worlds, only the major clans have the real right to speak.
"Any small clan has only two choices, either to rely on the big clan, or to be completely destroyed by the big clan."
He revealed another piece of news: "Many years ago, the 'Red Eye Clan' set its sights on the Qingluo Realm. Without the Wanhao Clan to guard this world, the Qingluo people would have long been reduced to 'blood slaves.'"
The middle-aged man was immediately speechless and could not utter a word.
The so-called "Red Eye Clan" is another large clan adjacent to the Wanhao Clan.
Individuals of this tribe generally have blood-red eyes and are fond of sucking blood. They are called "Red Demons" by the Wanhao tribe.
Cheng Han lost interest in chatting: "Let's end it here."
The middle-aged man's heart trembled, and he was determined to fight for his life.
The man roared angrily, and powerful fluctuations surged within his body. He raised his right hand high, and a green light flashed across his palm, which instantly transformed into a blurry blade of light.
but.
At the moment when the light blade is about to take shape.
"Om~"
The string trembled.
The middle-aged man felt an unbearable sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and he couldn't help but scream: "Ah!"
The light blade in this man's hand flashed and then dimmed.
The middle-aged man's figure froze, his pupils were completely frozen, and even the divine light dissipated.
I can tell.
Something terrible had happened inside him.
After a while.
Some bloody tentacles, somewhat similar in appearance to vines, suddenly emerged from the middle-aged man's seven orifices and swayed gently.
This scene is quite horrifying.
soon.
The bloody vine shrank back again.
Cheng Han laughed with satisfaction: "My idea is correct. These spores can turn the powerful Xuandu into a flesh and blood puppet."
He muttered again proudly: "The small can also kill the powerful."
In fact.
Just now Governor Qingluo Xuandu was deliberately delaying time, but in fact Cheng Han was also delaying time.
While the two parties were talking, he secretly released a very tiny spore, which was inhaled by the middle-aged man.
After the preparations were completed, he decisively inspired the power of the spores and transformed them into puppets.
Cheng Han waved his hand and removed the cover of the illusion.
The middle-aged man returned to normal, except for the imperceptible blood flashing in his pupils.
The series of changes just now seemed like a lot of time had passed, but in fact only a few seconds had passed because time was distorted by the illusion.
The sound of lively conversation immediately reached Cheng Han's ears.
He looked up at the night sky and found that the time capsule was about to land soon.
But he didn't mean to warn you at all. Instead, he said hello: "It's so lively today!"
A warm greeting came: "Baza, why are you here suddenly? Come over and drink!"
(End of this chapter)
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