Vol 3 Chapter 191: Suggest

The cicada's fist, and Tuohua's rifle, met again, and the whole space seemed to have stopped.

The horror on his face has not yet dissipated, but it shows a cold purple sorrow. It is faintly able to see Tuohua’s crazy and proud look. It seems that this move will inevitably kill him.

The pause only lasted for a moment, or it was just an illusion.

A bang!

Sheng Lei burst into a punch and confronted Leilong.

The space around it began to distort, as if it were to be broken, and there were countless cracks.

The purple scorpion was swept by this wave, and the body immediately fell back, and the bones shattered.

His powerful flesh bones were shattered directly.

Tuohua is not much better than him. There is a blood line in the air. After he falls, his bleak armor has a crack.

The cracks are spreading rapidly, like a strip of scorpion, and soon they are all over the armor, and the slamming is broken.

The long gun in his hand was also broken and completely damaged in the next moment.

It was seriously injured and lost the armor and the war. It was a tough loss of Tuohua. After seeing the purple dragon standing still ahead, the eyes were full of incredulity. "You didn't die?"

Zi Yan looked at the other party indifferently. In fact, the heart had already turned up the waves. If it wasn't for the help of the Holy Spirit, he had already died before.

Tuohua suddenly screamed. "I know, you just forced to calm down. In fact, you have reached the point where your life is dying."

Zi Yan said indifferently: "Hand over the previous combat skills, I can spare you not to die!"

Tuohua snorted, "The guy who pretends to be a ghost, if you have the ability to eat me, I will break the dragon."

When the voice just fell, he was coughing up again, his body was unstable, and he was half-squatting on the ground.

"You can't do it anymore," Zi Yan said.

"is it?"

On the body of Tuohua, suddenly there was a strong breath, and an energy pistol gathered in his hands.

Seeing this scene, the face of Zi Yan changed, his hands flashed fast and he did not dare to have the slightest care.

Thunderbolt.

Printed, printed, printed.

There was a roar in the sky, and a thunder fell, illuminating the space still trembled and falling to Tuohua.

Tuohua holds an energy pistol and gives a powerful blow.

The scream of energy was smashed, and it was no less than the scream of the roar of the thunder.

Tuohua did not accidentally fall under the thunder.

"call!"

Zi Yan breathed a deep breath, only to feel happy in his heart.

Previously against the enemy, it was because of the destruction, or else he was in danger.

This time, it is because of the previously sacred bones, the danger of that moment, as if from the depths of the soul, people feel involuntarily to panic.

Fortunately, the battle is over.

Moreover, because Tuohua itself is very heavy, this time the thunderbolt does not consume too much power.

He walked toward the front and came to the side of the dead Tuohua, ready to take away the spoils.

Suddenly, his look changed and suddenly turned back, only to see a person standing there.

"senior?"

Seeing the man, Zi Yan was somewhat surprised.

"It seems that your luck is not bad." The middle-aged man smiled faintly. "He really only realized a little fur, or else, you are really fierce."

Zi Yan asked: "Predecessors also know how to destroy spirits?"

The middle-aged man said: "That is the most terrible technique known as the Holy Spirit, and the title of the ancient technology of killing the world. Who knows who is not known?"

Shocked purple, the face will soon have a surprise color, "predecessors also know this technique?"

The reason why Zijing can single out two six stars is also because of the help of middle-aged people.

Right now, if the other party really understands this kind of combat skills, perhaps it can still teach one or two.

Who knows that the middle-aged man shook his head and said: "I am just a spirit, how can I know the kind of combat skills?"

Looking at Zi Yan and some disappointment, the middle-aged man said: "This ancient warfare technique is indeed very strong. It is considered to be the nemesis of all the spirits, but you don't need to care too much, because the technique is almost lost. Even if you master a trick and a half, you can only use it at a critical moment to save your life, because every time you use the annihilation technique, you will have a great loss, which will bring a lot of damage to the body. It is a killing enemy. Self-damaged eight hundred techniques."

Zi Yan seems to understand and nodded.

The middle-aged man once again said: "You don't have to think about it for the time being, but I think your soul is not bad. I think you can try to portray some saints."

"Sacred?"

Zi Yan is not the first time to listen to the word saint. When he bet with people, he won one. Each saint has a grade, but those who can condense the saint are some high-level. The Holy Spirit is strong.

For example, the last four sacred sacred sacs obtained by the sable, at least the seven spirits can be concise.

"Your soul is very concise, just looking for a good way to refine the soul, I believe that the future will be a great achievement in the sacred symbol."

The purple scorpion does not change much because he knows nothing about the sage.

If you let others hear it at the moment, it will inevitably cause vibration.

Because the sacred teacher is extremely rare and precious in both the Lei and the Holy Spirit, and every sacred teacher is the focus of the forces.

The purple scorpion came to the San Lei people for so long, the reason why the Sanfu teacher was not seen, it is because the sacred teacher is too precious, and its status is higher than the core disciples.

It’s not too high to look at Ziyan’s interest. The middle-aged man said something strangely: “You seem to be not interested in refining the sage?”

Zi Yan smiled bitterly: "The existence of a chicken rib is not useful for an individual. It can only be given to the people by means of life-saving means."

"What do you mean?" asked the middle-aged man.

Zi Yan said: "I last bet with people and won a four-star rating. Do you know what level of strength is needed to refine this kind of symbol? At least seven stars of the Holy Spirit are needed to refine, this kind of sanctification What can be used in combat?"

The middle-aged man then stunned and said: "What you are talking about is just a sacred teacher who is barely qualified~www.readwn.com~ instead of the real sacred teacher. The true sacred teacher can use the power of heaven and earth to draw enemies. Fighting over the level is like eating a regular meal."

"The kid, to a certain extent, the identity of the sacred teacher is even more noble than some refining pharmacists. Because the number of refining pharmacists is very large, it can be a sacred sorcerer, but it is rare. ”

"If you have a sacred teacher of the same grade standing here, you want to win easily, but the difficulty is not small."

At this moment in the mind of Zi Yan, there is such a picture, a sacred teacher who can depict the four-star symbol, floating in front of countless four-star symbols, smashing his face.

This scene is chilling to think about it.

"With your current soul strength, it is not enough to portray. If you can get a step in the soul, you should be able to."

At this moment, Zi Yan has a new understanding of the Holy Runner.

After the injury was restored, Zi Yan left here and continued to swim on the battlefield. When he acquired the bones of Sheng Lei, he also improved his strength.