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Chapter 1180 Across the Human World

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    The old man's move seemed to be a signal, and the rest of the Nascent Soul cultivators who were still fighting each other suddenly performed all kinds of incredible secret techniques, or disappeared in place after a burst of white light, or fled away with blood from their mouths turning into strange blood, each of them would rather be fine.  Yuan suffered a great loss, and desperately fled away from his opponent.

    "Hum" An icy cold hum came from mid-air, and the Jin Jiao King's face showed a fierce look. With a wave of one hand, after a thunderclap, a golden and silver two-color light shot out.

    This demon actually threw the golden spear in his hand directly at the thin old man with all his might.

    As soon as Yimang Fang made a move, it disappeared in a strange flash and disappeared in the void.

    "not good!"

    The thin old man in the distance has been paying attention to every move of the Golden Jiao King. When he saw this scene, his heart trembled, and he suddenly threw back the blue mirror in his hand.

    In the room of the blue light, a full moon appeared, several feet in size, and the blue light, which completely submerged the figure of the old man.

    And almost at the moment when Qingyue was formed, a golden gun that had transformed into a size of more than ten feet emerged close at hand, with a flash of silver lightning on it, it struck the center of Qingyue with a thunderous sound.

    The surface of the clear moon shattered inch by inch like a mirror, and the giant gun plunged into the middle of the moon and scattered it with a single blow.

    "ah"

    Seeing this scene, the thin old man was shocked, with a flash of purple light on his body, he wanted to use some secret technique to escape.

    But at this moment, the golden gun, which had shrunk by nearly half, shot out from the remaining moon shadow, and after a flash, it stabbed strangely above the purple light.

    There was a loud "bang"!

    I don't know what kind of ancient treasure that brocade handkerchief is, but it turned into purple light and was able to withstand the attack.  But even so, the thin old man felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, and he flew several feet away, unable to control his figure at all.

    When the Golden Dragon King raised his leg in mid-air, his body spanned an incredible distance of more than ten feet. With just a few shakes, he caught up with the thin old man in an instant, and raised his hand to grab it without saying a word.  five

    ? Refers to glittering gold, as if made of pure gold.

    The thin old man had just recovered from the blow. When he saw the Jin Jiao King's move, his face turned bloodless. He opened his mouth in a hurry, and a green glow shot out from his mouth.

    With a sound of "Dang", Golden Claw grabbed the ball into the palm of his hand unceremoniously, but when the two touched, there was a crisp sound of metal friction plates.  But Luzhu's body suddenly swelled, as if she was about to shoot out.

    The golden flood king's eyes flashed coldly, several inch long nails suddenly appeared on five fingers, and at the same time golden scales the size of copper coins appeared on the back of his hand.

    After a muffled sound of "poof", the monster crushed the ball with his bare hands.

    After a glaring green glow flashed by, the golden claws acted as if nothing had happened, without any damage.

    "Dragon Transformation Jue!"

    At the moment when the beads were destroyed, the thin old man cried out involuntarily, and at the same time spat out a mouthful of blood in a connected mind.  But there was this delay, the purple light wrapped around him and shot out again, and in an instant, he was separated from the Golden Flood King by more than ten feet.

    But this time, King Jin Jiao didn't go after him, but his face under the armor sank, and he punched slowly towards the distant purple light with one hand.

    Over the sky above the purple light, a golden fist with a size of about ten feet appeared strangely, striking downward like lightning.

    After a loud "boom", the thin old man was sent flying diagonally by the giant fist, and fell like a meteorite to the top of the stone peak.  submerged in it.

    There was a sneer at the corner of Jin Jiaowang's mouth, he moved his figure, and the next moment he appeared on the top of the attic, stood on the edge of the big hole and looked away.

    As soon as the arm is raised, the palm of the hand is golden, and it is about to kill the thin old man in one breath.

    But at this moment, his expression changed, and the direction of his arm suddenly changed, and he grabbed it somewhere in front of the attic door, and at the same time he yelled:

    "Who is there, get out!"

    Five golden rays shot out in a flash, and disappeared into the ground at once.

    After a few sounds of "àÛàÛ", five grooves several feet long appeared in front of the attic. They were dark and extremely deep, but there was nothing strange on the ground nearby, and no figures emerged.

    Seeing this situation, the eyes of the Golden Dragon King on the attic flickered a few times, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face

    Just now he felt an inexplicable shudder without any sign, which made his whole body chill, and launched an attack almost without hesitation.

    This monster didn't really discover anything, but the sense of being a spirit beast of heaven and earth urged it to make this subconscious action.

    This pairp; And judging from Jin Jiao's expression just now, the thin old man's storage bag really does not have that top-quality spirit stone, and it is even more impossible for the old man to hide the spirit stone directly on his body.

    After all, such a pure aura, if it is not placed in the storage bag, anyone can see where it is at a glance.

    Han Li also ignored the thin old man on the ground, and looked up to several places in the air.

    At this moment, under the blue demon mist, there is only one unknown demon cultivator of level 8, suspended in the air, motionless, it seems that it is the man specially left by the Golden Flood Dragon King to monitor Shi Feng.

    This demon cultivator has a light blue complexion and a ferocious face, with blue scales all over his bare arms and thighs, making him look really vicious.

    Suddenly the demon cultivator turned his head and stared to one side.

    Seeing this, Han Li felt a flash in his heart, and he also turned his head and followed suit.

    Not far away, a ball of yellow light was flying towards here, and there was a vague appearance of a monster holding something in its hand.

    With a flash of Han Li's eyes, a blue glow suddenly flickered in his pupils, and he actually displayed the supernatural power of the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes, seeing the monsters in the yellow light clearly.

    (The first update! In the last two days, the weather has changed erratically, sometimes it¡¯s cold and sometimes it¡¯s hot. I¡¯m really not feeling well, and my head hurts a little, so the update is a little slower. Please forgive me!) (To be continued,  If you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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