Undead Emperor
Chapter 238： A win
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Chapter 238 One Win
The explosion ceased.
Wu Changkong collected Zixia\'s true energy and fell back to his ancestral land. After the dust settled, he revealed a real person with falling clouds and spitting blood in the center of the valley.
Defeated.
And very thorough.
Kneel with one palm.
Everyone in the Wu family fell into **** from heaven. Judging from the three ancestral springs in the ancestral lands, if they lose one game, they will lose without a doubt.
"Go to save the real people of Liuyun."
Wu Yuanshan instructed a member of the Wu family to lift out the real person of Liu Yun and feed Dan medicine to heal.
He is in a heavy mood.
Zudi\'s strength is not something he can contend with. He only needs to lose one game in three battles, and he doesn\'t have to fight in the remaining two games. He has to surrender hundreds of years of treasure.
"Wu Zhenkong, you go."
The old man of Zudi sent out a young man in a green robe without expression.
Wu Zhenkong, who was extremely deep in Thunder, fell to the center of Fallen Soul, staring at Scorpio and waiting for him to appear. The real Qi of the Thunder system has been activated and turned into lightning thunder, and the surrounding body is wrapped strictly and as if A big thunderball, its fighting spirit is high.
"No need, we admit defeat."
Upon seeing this, Wu Yuanshan sighed for a long time, even if this Scorpio scattered person can win, the remaining one will be defeated by Su Zhen, and two defeats in three innings, the defeat has been determined, there is no need to waste energy.
"and many more."
But he wants to admit defeat, while others disagree.
Scorpio\'s scattered face dropped to the center of the valley with a grinning smile and said: "Say Swire Golden Body to the winner, this game is still played first, and it is not clear when you get it." Then she looked at Wu Zhenkong and said: "Little Come on, guys. "
"Thousand horses gallop, thunder and lightning!"
Even if the Scorpio scattered a person above him, Wu Zhenkong was not afraid. The thunder and light surged into a group of thunder horses, rushing in the sky, hissing, and ramming, every time there will be lightning across the sky, thunder and thunder, and it seems like a hot summer Day and night, the dark clouds crushed the city, the wind screamed, and the rain was coming, and the sky was the first to be captured by the thunder.
Bang!
Bang!
The thunder roared, as if the drums of war were throbbing. With Wu Zhenkong\'s long roar, tens of thousands of thunder horses rushed down, dragged out a flash of lightning on the void, and rushed into Scorpio scattered.
"Yin Sha Luo Net!"
Scorpio scattered people\'s hands and released a group of dark green shadows, turned into a large net to hold tens of thousands of thunder horses, then a giant scorpion phantom emerged from behind, and the scorpion tail was stung, and the horses were poked, and the world returned to calmness in a blink of an eye. Clear sky.
"For me to attack, the scorpion rushes to the ground!"
Scorpio stomped on the ground, the ground cracked sharply, and a black scorpion crawled out of the crack, flooding Wu Zhenkong like a tide.
Wu Zhenkong\'s face changed, and he quickly escaped into the air.
"Go down!"
But Scorpio scattered people had been prepared for a long time, a flash of physique appeared on Wu Zhenkong\'s head, his palms were breathing out, he was photographed hard, and Wu Zhenkong was hit by the ground, and he was instantly overwhelmed by Scorpion.
"Thunder Fight!"
Wu Zhenkong\'s double fists slammed, and the bursts of thunder and light sprayed, smashing the scorpion into pieces, just like the ancient Thunder God\'s unstoppable, but unfortunately there are too many scorpions, like the tide, wave after wave, endless, Rao is Wu Zhen In the fist of the air fist, the Thunder continued to form a film, and the big movie was electrocuted at once. It was still a scorpion blocking the car, and it was gradually difficult to resist.
"Rayma tramples!"
Wu Zhenkong madly urged true energy. A scroll of true energy spread behind his back. There were mountains and rivers and eight horses drinking by the river. When the scroll was fully unfolded, the eight horses came alive. Leaping out of the scroll, wrapped around the thunder light, rushed to the wave of scorpion.
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da ...
A tramp.
The scorpion wave was hardly stepped out of a channel, lifting Wu Zhenkong\'s crisis.
"Thunder system Qigong is really violent, but the more violent things are more difficult to store, how much true energy do you have to consume? Lao Fu Nai Lingquan quadruple realm is higher than you, play with me and see how I kill you "Scorpio scattered people sneered, spurred the scorpion phantom, flicked the tail of the scorpion, and stabbed eight horses one by one.
Bang!
Poof!
When the scorpion tail stung the horse, the horse exploded immediately, and the shock wave blasted the scorpion tail.
Scorpio\'s face was cold, and he urged true energy, so that the giant scorpion phantom grew a poisonous tail again, and continued to sting the second horse.
Bang!
Poof!
Another horse exploded and the scorpion tail was broken again, but in a blink of an eye, the scorpion tail grew back and continued to sting the third horse. With eight consecutive explosions and rebirth, Wu Zhenkong\'s Qigong was broken.
Scorpio scattered a grin, urged the scorpion tail sting.
"Thunder Fight!"
Wu Zhenkong\'s face was crazy, so he would punch a scorpion tail.
And this time.
The old man of Zudi said indifferently: "Wu Zhenkong retreated."
The sound came into his ears, Wu Zhenkong was like being poured into a basin of cold water, and the calm was restored, and the power fell back to the side of the ancestral land. Just now, if Wu Zhenkong fought hard with his fist, he would be seriously injured.
"We lost this game. Let\'s start the third game."
The ancestral old man\'s voice was indifferent.
As his words fell, Wu Zhenxian, a young man in black robe walked, every step was ordinary, but the distance of tens of feet was actually completed by him in two or three steps. It was extremely strange. This is obviously a kung fu. Practiced to the point of perfection.
"Who is fighting me?"
Wu Zhenxian looked around, and his eyes fell on Su Zhen.
Won?
Seeing the Scorpio triumphant victory, everyone in the Wu family showed a surprise expression on their faces, but then it seemed to remember something, and the mood was heavy again.
What if you win?
In the next game, the other party sent Wu Zhenxian, the strongest disciple, and he had only one foreign aid.
The difference is huge.
Everyone in the Wu family couldn\'t see the hope of victory.
"We won\'t fight in the third game, we recognize ..." Wu Yuanshan\'s words were not finished yet, and he was interrupted again.
"Since it\'s a win and a loss, why not finish the third game, maybe you can win?" Su Zhen smiled slightly, disregarding Wu Yuanshan\'s dissuasion, and fell to the center of Falling Soul Valley, watching Wu Zhen\'s fairy road: "I followed You hit."
Eight Born?
There was a trace of disdain on Wu Zhenxian\'s face: "Although I am only a double of Lingquan, I was cultivated by the ancestral land and mastered the spirit level Qigong" Hell Demon Clock ". Even if the guy who used Scorpion Qigong just now was not my opponent, let alone you Everyone is born out of eight, and you ca n’t do it yourself! "
"Just hit, don\'t talk nonsense."
"Since you\'re determined to die, I\'ll fulfill you. Don\'t mess around in the next life!" As Wu Zhenxian spoke, he was two feet tall, one foot wide, and the whole body was dark, engraved with evil ghost skeleton zombie reliefs, breathing black gas. True Qi Tongding appeared above Su Zhen\'s head.
Ooo ...
A tingling groan of ghosts crying and howling came from the magic clock, as if there were countless imps torturing women.
The grin of the imp, the scream of the woman, spread in the valley of falling souls.
"Hell\'s Clock!"
Wu Zhenxian slammed with the right hand, and the magic clock in the air carried the black gas and the supreme fierce prestige. When the head fell towards Su Zhen, once he covered Su Zhen, the evil spirits inside would nibble Su Zhen to the bone.
Buzz!
The magic bell comes.
Everyone seemed to have seen the scene where Su Zhen was destroyed.
As the **** magic clock kept expanding in his pupils, Su Zhen always kept a smile on his face, and it was not until the magic clock came close that he released his real cultivation behavior. The sound of the sound was soft, as if a layer of film had been pierced. , A wave of invincible power like a turbulent wave, burst out of Su Zhen, all over the world!
"roll!"
Su Zhen, whose strength has exploded, slammed with a punch, and the force of ten Jiao was shocking!
Chapter 238 One Win
The explosion ceased.
Wu Changkong collected Zixia\'s true energy and fell back to his ancestral land. After the dust settled, he revealed a real person with falling clouds and spitting blood in the center of the valley.
Defeated.
And very thorough.
Kneel with one palm.
Everyone in the Wu family fell into **** from heaven. Judging from the three ancestral springs in the ancestral lands, if they lose one game, they will lose without a doubt.
"Go to save the real people of Liuyun."
Wu Yuanshan instructed a member of the Wu family to lift out the real person of Liu Yun and feed Dan medicine to heal.
He is in a heavy mood.
Zudi\'s strength is not something he can contend with. He only needs to lose one game in three battles, and he doesn\'t have to fight in the remaining two games. He has to surrender hundreds of years of treasure.
"Wu Zhenkong, you go."
The old man of Zudi sent out a young man in a green robe without expression.
Wu Zhenkong, who was extremely deep in Thunder, fell to the center of Fallen Soul, staring at Scorpio and waiting for him to appear. The real Qi of the Thunder system has been activated and turned into lightning thunder, and the surrounding body is wrapped strictly and as if A big thunderball, its fighting spirit is high.
"No need, we admit defeat."
Upon seeing this, Wu Yuanshan sighed for a long time, even if this Scorpio scattered person can win, the remaining one will be defeated by Su Zhen, and two defeats in three innings, the defeat has been determined, there is no need to waste energy.
"and many more."
But he wants to admit defeat, while others disagree.
Scorpio\'s scattered face dropped to the center of the valley with a grinning smile and said: "Say Swire Golden Body to the winner, this game is still played first, and it is not clear when you get it." Then she looked at Wu Zhenkong and said: "Little Come on, guys. "
"Thousand horses gallop, thunder and lightning!"
Even if the Scorpio scattered a person above him, Wu Zhenkong was not afraid. The thunder and light surged into a group of thunder horses, rushing in the sky, hissing, and ramming, every time there will be lightning across the sky, thunder and thunder, and it seems like a hot summer Day and night, the dark clouds crushed the city, the wind screamed, and the rain was coming, and the sky was the first to be captured by the thunder.
Bang!
Bang!
The thunder roared, as if the drums of war were throbbing. With Wu Zhenkong\'s long roar, tens of thousands of thunder horses rushed down, dragged out a flash of lightning on the void, and rushed into Scorpio scattered.
"Yin Sha Luo Net!"
Scorpio scattered people\'s hands and released a group of dark green shadows, turned into a large net to hold tens of thousands of thunder horses, then a giant scorpion phantom emerged from behind, and the scorpion tail was stung, and the horses were poked, and the world returned to calmness in a blink of an eye. Clear sky.
"For me to attack, the scorpion rushes to the ground!"
Scorpio stomped on the ground, the ground cracked sharply, and a black scorpion crawled out of the crack, flooding Wu Zhenkong like a tide.
Wu Zhenkong\'s face changed, and he quickly escaped into the air.
"Go down!"
But Scorpio scattered people had been prepared for a long time, a flash of physique appeared on Wu Zhenkong\'s head, his palms were breathing out, he was photographed hard, and Wu Zhenkong was hit by the ground, and he was instantly overwhelmed by Scorpion.
"Thunder Fight!"
Wu Zhenkong\'s double fists slammed, and the bursts of thunder and light sprayed, smashing the scorpion into pieces, just like the ancient Thunder God\'s unstoppable, but unfortunately there are too many scorpions, like the tide, wave after wave, endless, Rao is Wu Zhen In the fist of the air fist, the Thunder continued to form a film, and the big movie was electrocuted at once. It was still a scorpion blocking the car, and it was gradually difficult to resist.
"Rayma tramples!"
Wu Zhenkong madly urged true energy. A scroll of true energy spread behind his back. There were mountains and rivers and eight horses drinking by the river. When the scroll was fully unfolded, the eight horses came alive. Leaping out of the scroll, wrapped around the thunder light, rushed to the wave of scorpion.
Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da ...
A tramp.
The scorpion wave was hardly stepped out of a channel, lifting Wu Zhenkong\'s crisis.
"Thunder system Qigong is really violent, but the more violent things are more difficult to store, how much true energy do you have to consume? Lao Fu Nai Lingquan quadruple realm is higher than you, play with me and see how I kill you "Scorpio scattered people sneered, spurred the scorpion phantom, flicked the tail of the scorpion, and stabbed eight horses one by one.
Bang!
Poof!
When the scorpion tail stung the horse, the horse exploded immediately, and the shock wave blasted the scorpion tail.
Scorpio\'s face was cold, and he urged true energy, so that the giant scorpion phantom grew a poisonous tail again, and continued to sting the second horse.
Bang!
Poof!
Another horse exploded and the scorpion tail was broken again, but in a blink of an eye, the scorpion tail grew back and continued to sting the third horse. With eight consecutive explosions and rebirth, Wu Zhenkong\'s Qigong was broken.
Scorpio scattered a grin, urged the scorpion tail sting.
"Thunder Fight!"
Wu Zhenkong\'s face was crazy, so he would punch a scorpion tail.
And this time.
The old man of Zudi said indifferently: "Wu Zhenkong retreated."
The sound came into his ears, Wu Zhenkong was like being poured into a basin of cold water, and the calm was restored, and the power fell back to the side of the ancestral land. Just now, if Wu Zhenkong fought hard with his fist, he would be seriously injured.
"We lost this game. Let\'s start the third game."
The ancestral old man\'s voice was indifferent.
As his words fell, Wu Zhenxian, a young man in black robe walked, every step was ordinary, but the distance of tens of feet was actually completed by him in two or three steps. It was extremely strange. This is obviously a kung fu. Practiced to the point of perfection.
"Who is fighting me?"
Wu Zhenxian looked around, and his eyes fell on Su Zhen.
Won?
Seeing the Scorpio triumphant victory, everyone in the Wu family showed a surprise expression on their faces, but then it seemed to remember something, and the mood was heavy again.
What if you win?
In the next game, the other party sent Wu Zhenxian, the strongest disciple, and he had only one foreign aid.
The difference is huge.
Everyone in the Wu family couldn\'t see the hope of victory.
"We won\'t fight in the third game, we recognize ..." Wu Yuanshan\'s words were not finished yet, and he was interrupted again.
"Since it\'s a win and a loss, why not finish the third game, maybe you can win?" Su Zhen smiled slightly, disregarding Wu Yuanshan\'s dissuasion, and fell to the center of Falling Soul Valley, watching Wu Zhen\'s fairy road: "I followed You hit."
Eight Born?
There was a trace of disdain on Wu Zhenxian\'s face: "Although I am only a double of Lingquan, I was cultivated by the ancestral land and mastered the spirit level Qigong" Hell Demon Clock ". Even if the guy who used Scorpion Qigong just now was not my opponent, let alone you Everyone is born out of eight, and you ca n’t do it yourself! "
"Just hit, don\'t talk nonsense."
"Since you\'re determined to die, I\'ll fulfill you. Don\'t mess around in the next life!" As Wu Zhenxian spoke, he was two feet tall, one foot wide, and the whole body was dark, engraved with evil ghost skeleton zombie reliefs, breathing black gas. True Qi Tongding appeared above Su Zhen\'s head.
Ooo ...
A tingling groan of ghosts crying and howling came from the magic clock, as if there were countless imps torturing women.
The grin of the imp, the scream of the woman, spread in the valley of falling souls.
"Hell\'s Clock!"
Wu Zhenxian slammed with the right hand, and the magic clock in the air carried the black gas and the supreme fierce prestige. When the head fell towards Su Zhen, once he covered Su Zhen, the evil spirits inside would nibble Su Zhen to the bone.
Buzz!
The magic bell comes.
Everyone seemed to have seen the scene where Su Zhen was destroyed.
As the **** magic clock kept expanding in his pupils, Su Zhen always kept a smile on his face, and it was not until the magic clock came close that he released his real cultivation behavior. The sound of the sound was soft, as if a layer of film had been pierced. , A wave of invincible power like a turbulent wave, burst out of Su Zhen, all over the world!
"roll!"
Su Zhen, whose strength has exploded, slammed with a punch, and the force of ten Jiao was shocking!