Chapter 1147 Send You a 5-Finger Mountain
Now there are two level 12 pseudo-version [Plasma Spark Towers] in Lingxiao City, and there are Chaos Demon Dragons, so there is no shortage of Chaos energy at all.
Li Hanqiang specially transformed 50,000 points of chaotic energy, and was ready to test the power of [Wuzhi Mountain].
After he started the 94th wave of monster siege, he went to find Monkey King Sun Wukong and Qingbai Hesha monk, and then took them to an empty place in the central continent of the world.
"My teacher has realized a stunt recently, Wukong, is it possible to try it with you?" Li Hanqiang said with a smile, to see if Wuzhishan is powerful or not, Sun Wukong is the most suitable to try it out.
Sun Wukong didn't care and said, "Master, you can take action, my old grandson will let you!"
Qing Baihe took the form of a Hulk next to him and shouted, "Master, beat him!"
"Wu Jing, get out of the way, stay away from your senior brother, and be careful of accidentally hurting your teacher!" Li Hanqiang didn't hesitate, stepping on the lotus and lifting into the sky, his mind moved, consuming a thousand chaotic energy, and then flipped his hand and patted it immediately. Take a big golden handprint.
The big golden handprint was like a sky-turning seal, it quickly grew larger, and soon it was a hundred feet wide. It was like a gold cast, with firelight, and pressed towards Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong's expression changed, and before the handprints arrived, he already felt tremendous pressure, and his feet fell into the ground. He also quickly summoned ninety-nine sea-fixing needles to resist the large golden handprints that descended from the sky.
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But it was useless. The big mudra fell without delay. With a bang, the earth shook, and then a five-finger mountain rose up. With the sound of rumbling, the five-finger mountain soon reached a height of five hundred feet. It's a few miles.
"The monkey was killed, hahahaha!"
Qing Baihe clapped his hands beside him and applauded.
Li Hanqiang was also shocked to see that the five-fingered mountain rose from the ground, and the scene was even more shocking than the rise of the nuclear bomb mushroom cloud.
"The little monkey won't be able to hold it." Li Hanqiang was also a little worried, and glanced at Qingbaihe who was applauding.
Na Qingbaihe quickly changed his worried look, and shouted at Li Hanqiang: "Master, it's not good, the senior brother was beaten to death by you!"
Li Hanqiang shook his head,
Fly to the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain to find the little monkey.
It turned out that the little monkey was really pressed under the Wuzhi Mountain, with only one head exposed. Where is he struggling, his vitality is very strong, and the nine-layer punishment cannot be killed by the heavenly tribulation, Li Hanqiang this [Wuzhishan] Of course, he couldn't be beaten to death, but the little monkey couldn't break free from Wuzhi Mountain.
In this way, the little monkey was pressed for a full 500 seconds, and when the Wuzhishan finally dissipated on its own, he climbed up.
Qing Baihe pretended to smash Wuzhishan with a few punches, but Wuzhishan with a durability of 50 billion, even if he tried his best to smash it, he could not do it in a short time.
"The little monkeys are still like this, who can resist this Wuzhi Mountain!"
Li Hanqiang was very satisfied with the power of Wuzhi Mountain. He didn't even try [Five Mountains Zhenhai]. This trick would cost at least 10,000 Chaos Energy points, and the power was definitely not bad.
After letting the little monkey and Qing Baihe leave, Li Hanqiang came to the demon mountain world.
He intends to create several permanent [Five Finger Mountains] in the Demon Mountain Realm. Anyway, the energy of chaos is sufficient, so it is to expand the Demon Mountain Realm.
It takes 5,000 points of chaotic energy to build a [Five Fingers Mountain], which is considered a luxury. Li Hanqiang shot five in a row, so there are 25 peaks in the demon mountain world.
Li Hanqiang's man-made "Five Fingers Mountain" is not exactly the same. There are slight differences in appearance. They are all five hundred feet high and very steep. Compared with the peaks of Yaoshan, the scale is not inferior at all.
It's just that Wuzhi Mountain is a pure stone mountain, without any resource points on it. It is also dazzled when it falls in the realm of the demon mountain, and it also belongs to the blessed land.
"If there is Fuhui Xiantian in the future, I will photograph him a 100,000 mountain!"
Li Hanqiang looked at his man-made [Five Fingers Mountain], but he felt a little sense of accomplishment. He thought of going outside and pretended to be forceful. After thinking for a while, he took out the teleportation compass and came to the base of the evil god's abandoned land.
Back then, Li Hanqiang smashed the Heretic God Altar into the ground with the Heaven-turning Seal, turning the paradox of the supreme divine creature over. After that, if the Heretic God's Altar was not rebuilt, the Heretic God Wasteland would not be able to develop, and the wasteland civilization would have to stagnate. not forward.
Therefore, the tentacle monsters of the Dark Tide Guild have been excavating since then. Every day is really boring. Until now, the altar of the evil god has finally been dug out.
"Everyone, tell me, what the hell are we playing!"
"That's right, turning into a tentacle monster and having to work hard to dig soil is too miserable!"
"When will the days of digging come to an end!"
"Waste land, waste land, waste land is everywhere."
"Stop talking, hurry up and dig, the president will be online!"
"He put on a yarn, hangs people here all day long, and watches us dig soil!"
"Stop complaining, work hard, and when the altar of the evil god is dug up, I have to apply to the president for whatever I say, and I will definitely ask for bonuses for everyone..."
These "tentacle monsters" are lazy, they heard that there are bonuses, but their motivation was mentioned.
Suddenly, a "tentacle monster" pointed to the sky with a tentacle and shouted: "Everyone, flying saucer!"
"What a flying saucer!"
"Fuck, that's Li Hanqiang's lotus of life!"
"Li Hanqiang is back!"
"Why is he here again!"
"President, what should I do? Li Hanqiang is here again!"
"The president is hanging up!"
"Take him as a target, I will run away first!"
"Everyone hurry up, Li Hanqiang sells nuclear bombs!"
"Run..."
Those tentacle monsters immediately messed up.
Li Hanqiang, however, was not in a hurry or slow, and slowly came to the top of the altar of the evil god. Looking down, he could still see the traces of the big hole that he had smashed with the seal of the sky.
"Give you a permanent five-finger mountain!"
Li Hanqiang smiled slightly. This time he raised his right hand and pressed it with the palm of his hand. The big golden handprint went straight to the ground. With a rumbling sound, dust and smoke rose up. Then, in the desert-like wasteland, just above the altar of the evil god that showed its approximate appearance. Rumbling booming, the five-fingered mountain rose from the ground and quickly grew to a height of five hundred feet!
"Full Server Announcement: The Evil God of Wasteland, the paradox of the supreme divine creature has awakened, and is about to log in to the endless world."
"Full server announcement: Paradox of the supreme divine creature turned over and fell asleep again!"
Permanent Wuzhi Mountain is not harmed, none of the tentacle monsters below fall, all of them rise up with Wuzhi Mountain, and the full moon scimitar hangs up, just right at the top of Wuzhi Mountain, it is still hanging up at this moment, standing on the top of the mountain I am the peak, as if overlooking the earth.
His tentacles also carried a shovel for digging sand.
"Fuck, here comes a mountain!"
"It's hard to dig out the Heretic God Altar!"
"It's over, the president wants to let us move the mountain again!"
"Ma Ge target, I don't want to play anymore!"
"The Evil God of Wasteland is a waste god..."