Super Goddess Plunder System

Once the sharp gun is controlled by someone, it will definitely be a disaster for Tiemu sharp gun.

The Tiemu sharpshooter can occupy a place in the huge martial arts world, and the sharpshooter has an unparalleled role.

Taking a deep breath, the old man narrowed his eyes, and took a last look at the wooden spear that was still spinning slowly. With a turn of his body, he rushed out of the hall like a rainbow.

Outside, the three middle-aged people looked at the old man rushing out of the hall with dull expressions.

"Why did the Supreme Elder come out?"

"Could it be that even the Supreme Elder can't hold his sharp gun?"

"Something is going to happen!"

Chapter 139 My Seat, Overlord!

The leading middle-aged man stared blankly at the Supreme Elder in the distance, and his heart was shaken. If even the Supreme Elder couldn't hold the sharp gun, who could hold the sharp gun?

Once Tiemu Shenqiangmen lost his sharpshooter, it would be like an eagle losing its wings.

An anxious look appeared on the old man's face. Once the magic gun was summoned away by the mysterious person, the Tiemu gunmen would definitely suffer disaster.Over the years, there have been quite a few people secretly peeping at the Tiemu Shenqiangmen. The reason why they dare not do anything is because of the existence of the Shengun.

Soon, the old man rushed to a cave halfway up the mountain.

This cave is very ordinary, but the anxiety on the old man's face gradually disappeared, showing awe, took a deep breath, and walked into the cave slowly.

"Master, please wake up!" After entering the cave, the energy in the old man's body rolled out, intertwined into a big net, and penetrated into the mountain wall.

"Boom!"

The whole cave vibrated violently, and a faint voice sounded in the ears of the old man, as if it came from a distant country, "What's the matter?"

Hearing the old voice ringing in his ears, the old man trembled, his eyes showed excitement.

The entire Tiemu Shenqiangmen thought that he was the strongest, but only the old man knew that there was another warrior who was even more terrifying than him.

That is his late master.

"Master, the sharp gun has been revived, and I can't hold it steady!" the old man said in a trembling voice.

"I see!"

"boom!"

With the sound of the old man's voice, the volumes of heaven and earth spiritual energy kept staring, intertwined with each other, and finally turned into a big hand, rushing out of the cave.

"Is this the power of Venerable Pokong?"

Envy and longing appeared in the eyes of the old man. Although he claimed to be the Venerable Pokong, his real state was only congenital Dzogchen. Only with the help of the sharp spear, could he cross the shackles and possess the fighting power of the Venerable Pokong.

At this moment, all the disciples of Tiemu Shenqiangmen felt a terrifying pressure, as if mountains were constantly falling on their shoulders.

In their horrified eyes, a palm condensed by the aura of heaven and earth rose into the sky halfway up the mountain.

The palm condensed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth grew rapidly, and when it reached the top of the mountain, it was already more than 30 feet long, covering the sky and the sun, like the palm of a god and demon.

On the top of the mountain, the three middle-aged men stared dumbfounded at the huge palms pressing towards the main hall, each of them was shaken.

"That? Is that the power of strength?"

"Venerable Pokong, there is a Pokong Venerable in our Tiemu Shenqiang sect?"

"Did the Supreme Elder break through?"

The three middle-aged people knew very well that the Supreme Elder was only half a step away from the Pokong Venerable, so the most likely person who appeared at the Tiemu Shenqiang Gate was the Supreme Elder.

"boom!"

The hall burst, and the huge palm squeezed suddenly, pinching the spinning wooden spear.

At the moment when the huge palm held the wooden spear, Xiao Zhao outside the villa suddenly spewed out a mouthful of bright red blood.

"Xiao Zhao!"

Wang Tianshuai, who had just walked to the window, saw Xiao Zhao vomit blood and fell backwards, his face changed drastically. He smashed the glass window blocking the front with his fist, jumped out of the window like a demon god, and shot towards Xiao Zhao.

Real Qi Yang and Zhao Texun who heard the movement also rushed out.

When they saw Wang Tianshuai, who was wearing jet-black armor like Mo Bawang, holding the Nuba Spear and God Destroyer Shield, their hearts were shocked.

"Chuck!"

Throwing the Nuba Spear and God Destroyer Shield on the ground, Wang Tianshuai helped Xiao Zhao, who was as pale as paper, "Xiao Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

"Tian Shuai, help me!"

"How to help?"

"Energy!"

"it is good!"

Without any hesitation, Wang Tianshuai took a deep breath, put his hands on Xiao Zhaoxiang's shoulders, and poured strands of thunder energy into the opponent's body.

Trying his best to control the energy of the thunder, Wang Tianshuai's expression was solemn, the transmission of energy is not that simple, if he is not careful, there will be backlash.

As soon as the thunder energy poured into Xiao Zhao's body, before he had time to devour the energy in Xiao Zhao's body, he was shattered by Wang Tianshuai, turned into the purest energy, and was immediately swallowed by the energy in Xiao Zhao's body.

Xiao Zhao gritted her teeth, and put her right hand on the phantom of the spear, with a stubborn look in her beautiful eyes.

"Buzz!"

The lines on the phantom of the spear became clearer and clearer.

In the distance, Taoist Qi Yang and Zhao Texun looked at each other.

"Master Zhao, they don't want to use the phantom of the magic gun to summon the real magic gun?"

"How is it possible!" Zhao Texun shook his head violently, "This is impossible, the sharp gun is the treasure of the Tiemu Shenqiang sect, how could they know the summoning method. Besides, the martial world and the secular world have very strong magnetic field shielding , it is impossible for the sharp gun to come across the magnetic field!"

"But, didn't Hong Taidou summon the phantom of the sharp gun just now?"

"That's different!"

"What's the difference?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure they couldn't summon the sharp gun. I guess, they just want to stabilize the phantom of the spear now."

"Master Zhao is right, I must be thinking too much!" Taoist Qi Yang comforted himself, but he felt that things would definitely not be so simple.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, in front of Wang Tianshuai and Xiao Zhao, a door intertwined with lightning opened suddenly, and one could vaguely see a pair of big hands condensed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, holding a wooden spear fiercely.

"Oh my god, they are really calling for the sharp guns of Iron Wood Guns!"

"Crazy?" Zhao Texun's expression was dull, as if he saw a ghost.

In Wujie, the wooden spear lifted into the air slowly and heavily, tugging at the big Jinyuan hand that held it.

The three middle-aged men's mouths grew big, and they stared blankly at the door intertwined with lightning that appeared in front of the wooden spears.

"This, this?"

"Being called away, the sharp gun is going to be called away!"

"Who is that?"

"My God, is it a god?"

Thousands of disciples of Tiemu Shenqiangmen all raised their heads in unison, staring at the thunder and lightning gate that appeared in midair.

Vaguely, everyone saw a man in a black armor holding a girl in his arms.

Suddenly, the man in black battle armor stood up, his eyes flashed with anger, a large purple shield suddenly appeared in his hand, engraved with birds and beasts on it, and a black spear was held in the other hand. Opening the gate, everyone could still clearly feel a suffocating aura of majesty, just like the wrath of the god of war.

"Who are you!"

An old voice echoed through the entire Ironwood Sharpshooter Gate.

In the secular world, outside the villa, Wang Tianshuai was mad with anger.

He didn't know what happened before, all he knew was that with the appearance of the Light Gate, Xiao Zhao's life was in danger, and the phantom of the spear not only crazily devoured Xiao Zhao's energy, but even his energy and spirit. .

Hearing the voice coming from the Guangmen, Wang Tianshuai's heart was full of anger, holding the Nuba gun, determined to destroy the Guangmen, and said through gritted teeth: "My seat, Overlord!"

Chapter 140 Legend of Overlord! (1)

I don't know if it was because of the shielding through the space, Wang Tianshuai's voice sounded like thunder, echoing throughout the Iron Wood Gun Gate, as if shouting in the valley, continuous and lingering for a long time.

All the disciples of Tiemu Shenqiang sect held their heads high, staring at the ray of light suspended on the top of the mountain, and staring at the figure in it who was dressed in pitch-black ink and had a ferocious and mighty overlord armor.

The wooden spear turned quickly, pulling the aura of heaven and earth in a radius of several miles, trying to break free from the almost transparent palm.

Halfway up the mountain, the cave vibrated violently, and the Elder Tiemu Shenqiangmen was horrified, staring at the slowly cracking mountain wall in front of him.

An old man sitting cross-legged slowly emerged from the cracked mountain wall.

The old man was wearing a tattered robe, his eyes were closed, and his long hair was scattered on his knees. His whole body exuded an ancient and vicissitudes of life. More importantly, the old man had no breath at all, just like a buried corpse.

Under the horrified gaze of the Supreme Elder, the old man's chest rose and fell very slowly.But the sound of the beating heart was like the beating of war drums.

"Cheek!"

Suddenly, the old man with his eyes closed opened his eyes suddenly, and two bright rays of light pierced out like long spears, scaring the elder Taishang back quickly, using his strength to resist.

Just like the god of war waking up, the old man with ancient and vicissitudes of life slowly got up, and there seemed to be invisible stairs under his feet, dragging him, and walked outside.

All of a sudden, the heaven and earth aura of the entire Tiemu Sharpshooter Sect swarmed towards the old man.

Walking out of the cave, the old man was completely dissipated, his white hair calmed down, his neck was raised slightly, and he stared at the light door in mid-air. His lips did not move, and his voice sounded, "Who is your Excellency?"

"My seat, Overlord!" The majestic voice sounded again.

"Hey, pretend to be a ghost!"

As soon as the figure moved, a terrifying gust of wind rose up, and the old man's figure suddenly disappeared.

In the next second, the white-haired old man appeared on the top of the mountain, suspended in mid-air, holding the wooden spear with his right hand.

The three middle-aged people on the top of the mountain were all in a mess, looking at the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared.

"Who, who is he?"

"Venerable Pokong, he is Venerable Pokong!"

"Wave, the wave on his body is similar to the Iron Wood Magic Art we practice!"

"Could it be that this senior is the elder of our Tiemu Shenqiang sect?"

While speaking, the white-haired old man had already held the wooden spear, and waves of energy poured into the wooden spear.

"call out!"

The elder Taishang also rushed to the top of the mountain, staring at the old man holding the wooden spear, heaved a sigh of relief, "Master, if you make a move, you will be able to stabilize the sharp spear!"

"The Supreme Elder, who is that?"

"Elder Supreme, what is going on?"

The Supreme Elder looked uncomfortable, and said coldly: "Don't ask, when it's time to let you know, I will tell you of course!"

Although the three middle-aged people felt like a cat's paw in their hearts, the Supreme Elder had already said so, so they couldn't continue to ask.

On the other side, outside the secular world villa, Wang Tianshuai's heart was filled with anger. The moment the white-haired old man held the wooden spear, Xiao Zhao fell into a coma, but his right hand seemed to merge with the phantom of the spear, and he couldn't tear it apart.What made Wang Tianshuai even more anxious was that the blood in Xiao Zhao's body was also rushing towards the phantom of the spear. It would not take long for Xiao Zhao to die due to excessive blood loss.

"What the hell is going on!"

Wang Tianshuai cursed inwardly, staring at the blurred sharp gun in the light, "It should be because of that gun, as long as I grab that gun, I should be able to save Xiao Zhao!"

Taking a deep breath, Wang Tianshuai's eyes flashed with exquisite light.

As Wang Tianshuai exerted all his strength, the Overlord Armor on his body suddenly exuded a shocking pressure, and strange lines were looming.

"Saint artifact?"

"The armor on his body is a sacred weapon?"

Taoist Qi Yang and Zhao Texun stared blankly at the fierce Wang Tianshuai.

"Rely!" Even Taoist Qi Yang, who has practiced Taoism for many years, couldn't help but swear, it was Wang Tianshuai who was far away, and he was shocked too much.

In the distance, not only the Overlord's Armor had looming patterns, but Wang Tianshuai's Shield of Destroying God and the Spear of Nuba in Wang Tianshuai's hands, as well as the Tyrant's Jade Pendant around his waist, all had strange patterns flowing out.

"Four holy artifacts? I must be dreaming!" Zhao Texun stared at Wang Tianshuai dumbfounded.