The old gods are whispering

Chapter 145 Be Kind to People
boom!
The floor tiles were smashed to pieces.

The pitch-black will-o'-the-wisp on Gu Jianlin's forehead seemed to be roaring from an evil spirit, and his body functions were strengthened again in the runaway state, and with the blessing of dual-core drive, it seemed to surpass the ancient martial arts path of the same level.

This is just a pure competition of strength and speed.

If you use the dark blast again, it is comparable to super dimension.

Although this state does not last long, it is enough!
What is kind to people.

It's better to do it directly!
For a moment, he rushed forward like a shattered ghost, with four flaming ghost hands hovering behind his back, his rough and ferocious fists tightened suddenly, and the iron chain made the sound of breaking!

He jumped up and smashed down in a rage!
boom!
Ji Xiaoyu panicked, the toxin on the thumbtack was still spreading in her body, making her paralyzed and convulsed.

At the critical moment, she forcibly stabilized her posture, clenched her right fist again with the old technique, and all the energy in her body gushed out like a sea tide, blasting out a violent wave fist!
However, this time, Gu Jianlin did not back down in the slightest. The four flaming ghost hands behind him smashed down with an angry roar, forcibly breaking through the gushing energy, like a bamboo!

Hearing a bang, layers of vigor exploded, and with his own brute force, he abruptly shattered the vigor of a fourth-order mad king!
The earth shattered, and the gravel burst!
Ji Xiaoyu spat out a mouthful of blood, and was thrown flying like a cannonball, and was stunned for a moment.

"That's it? Is it only at this level?" Gu Jianlin said indifferently, faster than her, smashing the ground and galloping away.

Brake suddenly, accumulate strength, and sweep out with your left leg!

boom!
If Ji Xiaoyu hadn't blocked it with both hands, I'm afraid this kick would have broken her bones.

But the huge impact still knocked her into the air, her immature face twisted in pain.

Coupled with the fact that the toxin on the back spread to the whole body, the combat effectiveness has been weakened.

If she hadn't taken the antidote in advance, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to fight.

"die!"

The ghost spell was activated, and in the cold and hoarse voice, Ji Xiaoyu bleeds from his orifices again, and let out a scream.

Gu Jianlin smashed the ground and soared into the sky, clasped his palms together to form a hammer, and smashed it down!

With a bang, Ji Xiaoyu was smashed to the ground, the floor tiles were broken and cracked, and the soil shot out.

When Gu Jian landed on the ground, the four flaming ghost hands violently punched out countless shattered afterimages!

Bang bang bang!

With such a violent bombardment, Ji Xiaoyu could only defend with his hands in front of his body!
The earth was smashed to the ground, and cracks spread like spider webs.

Every time Ji Xiaoyu wanted to struggle to get up, he was crushed to the ground by violent fists, and every time he condensed the qi, he was smashed away by random fists, so he could only defend passively.

There are no rules and regulations.

Nor does it pay attention to any fighting skills.

It's pure violence.

Speed, power!
Rumble!
Ji Xiaoyu had a premonition that her bones were about to be broken.

She crossed her hands in front of her face, and the turbulent air gushed out again.

However, at this moment, a pair of hands like iron pliers struck like lightning, grabbed her slender wrist tightly, and forced it apart with brute force, the bones made the sound of being on the verge of breaking!

zizi.

Four flaming ghost hands hovered in mid-air, strange black mantras flowed in the palms, countless jet-black particles condensed out of thin air, flickered frantically in mid-air, and the jet-black air world suddenly expanded.

Facing the dark energy that was about to erupt, Ji Xiaoyu widened her eyes in horror, but was stunned by the other party's eyes.

The boy in front of him looked like a demon, and his breathing was like the roar of a wild beast.

Looking into that look is like being in hell.

At that moment, Ji Xiaoyu gulped down her saliva, and when she realized that begging for mercy was useless, she was ready to die, and her whole body suddenly roared with vigor.

"Come on, yes, if you have the ability, we will die together!"

At such a close distance, if two people release energy at the same time, both will suffer.

Although Ji Xiaoyu is a brat, she is not stupid.

She wants to bet!
Bet that the other party dare not fight her!

And there are countless poison bags on her body, once it explodes, both sides will suffer!

In the last moment, Gu Jianlin's eyes became more and more cold, and the frequency of breathing seemed to blend into the nature, which coincided with the laws of heaven and earth, with howling winds, turbulent tides, and flying sand and rocks.

For a moment, the cool and holy glow lit up, condensing into a vague realm!

Breathing Technique · Land of Freedom!
Ji Xiaoyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were engulfed by an extremely bright glow.

boom!
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Tonight, the Heiyun Walled City is calm and calm, and the light from the lighthouse illuminates the black sea.

The ancient and unsophisticated Stonehenge stands on the beach. Those black stone tablets are engraved with ancient and mysterious incantations, and the whole body is flowing with a deep light. There are golden lines spreading and criss-crossing on the ground.

Now, the dimensions have stabilized and the gates of time and space have been opened.

Here, the Aether Association used the alchemy matrix to build a portal, and left an anchor point on the first floor of the Qilin Fairy Palace. Without the ancient tokens, it can also quickly realize the round trip between the two time and space.

The nano-soldiers in the dawn combat sequence travel back and forth in Asgard through this method.

Explore, open up wasteland.

"It's almost time to come out."

Chen Bojun's face was full of exhaustion.

Wan Tu glanced at him: "What's wrong with you, Old Chen."

Chen Bojun sighed: "I don't know why the president came today, and he reprimanded us without saying a word. Meeting her old man is really stressful. I want to retire."

Wantu gloated and said, "Fortunately, I run fast."

"You'll be caught sooner or later."

Chen Bojun looked at Stonehenge, and said: "I hope everything goes well. These youngsters in the first echelon have passed the test in terms of strength and quality. Except for the Thunder that was specially approved to enter, they are basically at the fifth level. Their combat power is Absolutely sufficient. Even if you encounter the Dusk Candidate of the Youying Group, it will be enough to deal with it."

Wantu stood on the beach with his arms folded and yawned: "I hope I can find something valuable this time. Speaking of which, that thunder is a bit interesting. Although it is only a fourth-level sword spirit, its combat power is not weak at all." At the fifth level, if she continues at this pace, she might not want to be crowned king."

"After all, she is the president's favorite successor. The future of this girl is beyond your imagination."

Chen Bojun laughed and said, "What's going on with you recently?"

Wan Tu raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with me?"

Chen Bojun looked at his two dark circles, and said quietly: "I heard that you have been practicing the field of slaughter all day and night, and even Changsheng and Qingyou are a little hard to break down. As for it?"

Wantu sternly said, "Why not?"

Chen Bojun said helplessly: "How many times have I told you that that kid is really not that powerful. There is a reason why he can ignore your slaughter domain, not what you think."

"I don't believe it, just tell me the reason if you have the ability!"

Thousands of people stared.

Chen Bojun smiled wryly, "I really can't say that."

"Then you are messing with me here! I can't even cure a second-echelon brat, so where do you put my old face when it gets out? I can see it, and you are all fucked together Is it evil, you want to see me make a fool of yourself? Well, let me tell you, I am not a fool, I am smart."

Wan Tu sneered and said, "Tonight I'll apply for additional training with Killing Eye. I'll train him for three days and three nights first, and then I'll train the little bastards in the second echelon. I don't believe it!"

Chen Bojun put his hand on his forehead.

Amidst the muffled rumbling sound, Stonehenge trembled, and the golden light suddenly lit up, piercing the darkness.

The white-haired girl came out of the golden light with a huge guitar case on her back. The wind blew her white blouse, and her slender, snow-white legs under short shorts were particularly dazzling, and she stepped on a pair of high boots.

The medical staff immediately rushed forward.

"Back off!"

Tang Ling had no expression on her face, and her voice was cold: "I'm not hurt, so go take care of others."

However, people stared at her back and were stunned.

Because no one came back except her.

"Thunder?"

Chen Bojun walked up quickly: "What's going on?"

When Wantu saw her alone, he instinctively realized that something was wrong.

Tang Ling had just returned from the Qilin Immortal Palace, and her beautiful eyes were obviously full of murderous intent. When she realized that she was the only one who had returned, she frowned and said, "As expected, none of them have returned?"

"Director Chen, Instructor Wan."

She said coldly: "We encountered some problems in the Burial Forest. There are big problems in this place. Not only are pioneers from all over the world entering, but there are also some weird things."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a bang!
Tang Ling was taken aback. Recently, she has been busy looking for the crimes committed by the Ascendants and studying the profiling. As soon as she was free, she was assigned to the task of the Burial Forest, and she never came to the base.

Why did I feel like there was an enemy attack as soon as I came back.

Chen Bojun was also shocked, and hurriedly took out the tablet to take a look, and was stunned on the spot.

"what happened?"

Thousands of people are eager to try.

"Xiao Gu and the little princess are fighting."

Chen Bojun said with a toothache.

Tang Ling was slightly taken aback: "Who?"

"Gu Jianlin."

Chen Bojun explained: "Last time, you saw Heiyun City Walled City."

Tang Ling was surprised and said: "A few days ago, I remembered that he was only at the first level, and now he can compete with the little princess?"

Chen Bojun had a strange expression: "And he won!"

Wan Tu turned pale with shock: "My good fellow, you really are a stubble!"

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The forums of the Deep Space Network also exploded.

The post of Chair Murderer VS Jedi Poison King was pinned to the top and became popular.

Some people even opened the market below with meritorious deeds.

The odds are [-]/[-].

Obviously, normal people think that the little princess has a better chance of winning.

After all, she has a bad reputation, and even the top leaders of the association can't cure her, let alone others.

But some people think that the murderer's ferocity with a chair might just give him a headshot.

Having nothing to do, he went directly to the scene of the disaster.

If you have something to do at the moment, find another way.

A drone flew from every corner of the base and headed for the place where the explosion occurred.

When people rushed to the battlefield, the sound of the explosion had subsided, the well-decorated apartment building had completely collapsed into ruins, and the garden was burned by the flames, emitting a thick smoke.

The younger brothers of the little princess stood in a row at the door, bowing their heads and not daring to speak.

Lin Wanqiu was standing beside her in a white coat, with an awkward yet polite smile on her charming and delicate face.

Judging by her expression, she seemed a little overwhelmed.

The only thing intact in the courtyard was a sofa and half a broken coffee table.

Gu Jianlin was sitting on the sofa, he took off his broken suit jacket and threw it aside, his tie had been thrown away for a long time, and his white shirt was unbuttoned, spotless.

The black broken hair was a little messy, and his eyes were indifferent.

He silently drank a glass of Coke, playing with various poison bags scattered on the coffee table.

"Why are there so many people here?"

Sensing the arrival of the crowd, he raised his head and said lightly, "Want to come and have fun?"

No one spoke, because they all felt the murderous aura on this young man.

Of course, the most trembling thing is not the boy himself.

People raised their heads and looked at the black shadow in midair.

In the dead silence, only a faint whimper sounded:
"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

I saw an unlucky child struggling on the street lamp in the courtyard, his hands and feet were tied up, and he was hung on it like a little suckling pig waiting to be slaughtered, with a green-smelling poisonous bag stuffed in his mouth , I was so smoked that I rolled my eyes, tears and snot were sticking to my face, and my saliva was flowing.

The boundless will-o'-the-wisp burned her, sucked her vitality, and almost sucked her to collapse.

This scene is really a bit like a roast suckling pig.

(End of this chapter)