MM Racing Chapter 111
Chapter 111
The words of the Elder of Wuji Peak spread far and wide, pouring into the ears of every disciple of the Mountain Peak.
"Brothers, have you heard?"
"Release the cultivation and open it to me!" Yang
Dangdang, a true disciple of the mountain peak, was the first to respond to the elder's words.
I saw the momentum on his body surging out, it was originally a Yuandan Realm consummation-level cultivation, and it instantly skyrocketed to the third layer of the Purple Mansion Realm.
"Hahaha, how do I feel, we are the villains, so excited!" On the
other side, a disciple covered his face and laughed wildly.
He stared at a genius of the primeval race and licked his lips, his face becoming more and more hideous.
"Baby, are you ready? The hunt is about to begin!"
"You... You—"
The other party's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he hurriedly retreated, his eyes protruding.
In his cannibalistic gaze, the cultivation of the laughing disciple skyrocketed in an instant, and the terrifying momentum frightened him into turning his head and running.
"Don't run, I still like the way you were unruly just now. "
...
"You... Are you devils?" a
genius of the Tengu clan trembled, his legs trembled, and his face was terrified.
He's scared
! Who are these people
? Why is there still hiding in the realm
? Hiding is hiding, you have a bit of hiding, right?
He's really convinced!
"No... We are just a group of ordinary aspiring youths. True
Disciple Yang Dangdang descended from the sky and cut off his three dog heads with a single sword.
Grunt.
The three dog's heads were thrown high and rolled to the ground, the dog's eyes were round, and he didn't bat at himself.
Yang Dangdang grinned, revealing snow-white teeth, and smiled kindly at those primeval race geniuses.
said: "The master will treat you well."
"Just now, you were very arrogant!" At
the end of the words, he had already gritted his teeth, clenched the long knife in his hand, and swung it violently.
The blade is shiny and dazzling.
Poof!
"Why... It's me... I didn't hit you just now..."
In the distance, a six-pointed black bull cultivated in the Purple Mansion Realm was dumbfounded, and the top of his head was full of question marks.
"Hehe, dare to be a big brother, leave some for us.
"In the era of the end of the law, there were not many opportunities to fight against the primeval race.
"They came to the door today, and if we don't treat them well, we should say that we didn't entertain them well.
"Moreover, they have killed a lot of people in the ancient city of Wangnan, and we should take revenge!" "Chen,
the son of the Chen family in the ancient city of Wangnan, couldn't grin.
He clenched the long sword in his hand, his eyes were full of undisguised excitement, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a slanted smile.
This time, the primeval race sneak attacked the ancient city of Wangnan, although it caused a lot of casualties.
But compared to them, the primeval race undoubtedly suffered more losses.
They never expected this to happen.
A carefully selected weak opponent will suddenly burst out with a strength far stronger than himself
? Is this writing a cool article?
"You... Why do you hide your strength too!"
A dying primeval race powerhouse lay on the ground, unwillingly looking at a family disciple from the ancient city of Wangnan.
Just now, the disciple of the family who was originally a realm lower than him actually burst out, and the cultivation of a higher level of heaven than him.
Caught him off guard, causing him to be seriously injured and defeated in an instant.
He was unwilling
! He lost too unjustly!
How could this person be like this?
The disciple of the family looked at him, grinned, and said,
"One side of the water and soil supports the other side.
"Don't you know this ancient saying?"
Hearing this, the powerhouse of the primeval race tilted his head and was instantly angry.
"Hehe, explain something to the brute. A
disciple of the Backing Mountain Sect walked over, the corners of his mouth raised, and said.
The two are close friends, and it is also what he taught this family disciple to hide.
"Yes!" the
two looked at each other and smiled.
...
This time, there are three ancient races that entered the ancient city of Wangnan.
They are: Tengu Clan, Hexagonal Bull Clan, and Silver Wing Peng Bird Clan.
The ancestors of the three clans have all produced supreme-level powerhouses, with profound backgrounds, and there are supreme soldiers to suppress luck.
This attack on the ancient city of Wangnan was not done randomly, and it had been planned for a long time.
With the terrifying strength of the three clans, it is naturally impossible to attack this city.
Many cities in the Gushan Sect's sphere of influence were targeted by them, such as the ancient city of Nanban, which was close to the Nanban Forest.
Except for the Wasteland, the other two states, the three major clans did not pay attention to them for the time being.
After all, Qingzhou has the Shaking Light Holy Land in town, and Cangzhou has the Sun and Moon God Sect in town.
The two Extreme Dao Holy Lands are not easy to mess with, and after thinking about it, only the weakest Wasteland can make a move without any scruples.
They plan to devour these weak sects as blood food in the wasteland first to improve their strength.
In the ancient city of Wangnan, as the disciples of the Backing Mountain Sect no longer hid their cultivation, the battle gradually fell one-sided.
More and more primeval races are dying.
What's more, they are scolding before they die.
When you meet these people, count them as unlucky, unlucky!
It's so disgusting, how can anyone hide the realm like this?
Fighting, the opponent suddenly soars several layers of the realm, and if you are you, the heart can stand it?
Aerial battlefield.
The female elder of Xia Xuanfeng stood there, glanced at the disciples who were fighting back, and said
, "Have you figured out, who is the hunter, who is the prey
?" "Apart from the large number of people, what else can you do besides engaging in sneak attacks?"
"Fool!"
As the words fell, her body also erupted with the Divine Infant Realm Perfection level cultivation.
"I..."
"Poof!" her
opponent's eyes widened, and just as she wanted to speak, she was instantly killed.
The three-foot Qingfeng in his hand dripped blood again, and the female elder of Xia Xuanfeng was scattered with three thousand green silks, and her facial features were exquisite.
Her momentum continued unabated, turning into a green rainbow, rushing towards other battlefields, and killing all the opponents of the other elders in an instant!
An elder of the mountain peak smiled bitterly, looked at the opponent in front of him who had turned into a pile of minced meat
, and said: "I used it to practice my hands, you killed it, what should I do if my hands are itchy
?" The female elder glanced at him
and said, "Or, I will accompany you?" Hearing this, the elder of the mountain peak hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, I have no blessings." A
cold sweat broke out behind his back, this female elder and he were a group of worshippers who had joined the Backing Mountain Sect.
How strong his strength is, over the years, he is obvious to all.
Just when the battle in the ancient city of Wangnan entered the white heat, and the battle in the air was over.
In the direction of the Nanban Forest, a figure stepped into the air, it was a middle-aged man, dressed in a silver robe.
He looked at the broken corpses on the ground, and then at the fierce battle in the ancient city of Nan.
Hearing the unwilling roar of those primeval races who had been killed, the middle-aged man's brows furrowed, and anger flashed in his eyes.
He looked at the female elder of Xia Xuanfeng and said, "You are a mountain sect, but you are such a despicable sect. "
Self-proclaimed righteous sect, but doing things so hidden, it really makes me despise!" The
female elder of Xia Xuanfeng looked at it, and her expression suddenly turned cold.
A head floated high, and the headless body of a middle-aged man fell from the sky.
"What kind of score do you put in front of me?"