Chapter 260 Devour the Lord?

Some people died, some gave up, and some were still chasing after them. It was really the spiritual source of Wang Baole. Its brightness was beyond the concept of a torch. It was like a burning volcano. Any monk within a radius of two thousand miles could sense it instantly. .

Those who are farther away are fine, but those who are within a few hundred miles can feel the moment of this spiritual source, be moved by it, and become fanatical, even if they know that there may be no results, but the greed in their hearts and those who think The possibility of an emergency made everyone flock to the direction where the spiritual source came from.

For example, the other disciples of Xinghe Sunset Sect, there are seventy or eighty people within the range at this moment, although they are separated from each other, and they are all acting alone in this secret moon territory, but at this moment, their eyes flickered coldly, Towards a position, whistling away.

In addition to the Xinghe Sunset Sect, there is also the Fifth Celestial Clan. Obviously not all the Fifth Celestial Clan disciples know what is going on on the back of the moon. After all, the Fifth Celestial Clan is composed of many families, and there are actually competitions and disagreements with each other. , So at this moment in this secret territory, there are also quite a few disciples of the fifth generation of heavenly clan who are looking for opportunities and searching for fragments. Right now, after realizing this spiritual source, they frantically headed there.

The Yuhua Xiantian sect is the same. In addition to these three parties, there are also the descendants of the city lords of the council and the people of small forces affiliated to the council. There are hundreds of people within this area of ​​two thousand miles. Scattered, but with the same choice as other forces, they all rushed in the direction of the spiritual source.

Among them were distinguished persons, such as Li Xiu, who were impressively included. Besides him, there were two others, one was the nephew of the city lord of Qiantian City, and the other was the nephew of the city lord of Yongle City.

These two people have always been domineering, and they also participated in the Misty Fruit Banquet at the beginning. Now that they are here, they are determined to win the foundation establishment. Now that they have sensed the source of spirit, how can they give up.

In this way, the forces of all parties converged, as if they were centered on Wang Baole, forming a huge vortex, and this vortex rumblingly rotated for thousands of miles.

But now, Wang Baole, who is the center of this vortex, is roaring forward in the jungle, counting the time silently. Although he doesn't care about the battle of life and death, he is not a bloodthirsty person after all, so if he can solve the current crisis without relying on beheading , then this will be his first choice.

Originally, he also planned this way, as long as he could find an opportunity to squeeze out three days of free time, he could go to build the foundation immediately, but although the idea was good, in practice, it was still a bit troublesome.

For example, at this moment, while Wang Baole was galloping, his eyes flashed, his right hand suddenly raised and swung behind him, spiritual power was released, and an electric arc permeated his right hand, and he grabbed the whistling flying sword.

The whole body of the flying sword is black, especially the strange glow on the blade, which seems to contain a strong poison. At the moment when Wang Baole blocked it with spiritual power, there was an electric arc running on the flying sword. His right hand did not hesitate at all. With a sudden flick, the flying sword will go back no matter how it came here...

All these things flowed like clouds and flowing water, extremely fast, and in an instant, a miserable scream came from the forest, followed by a figure, rushing out of the forest, clutching his chest, and retreating rapidly.

But before he retreated far, the person's body trembled, blue color appeared all over his body, he fell to the ground with a bang, and died immediately.

From between his brows, a gap was broken, and the gray mosquito flew out of it, disappearing into the jungle around Wang Baole.

"Another one." Wang Baole's face was gloomy, and he recognized the other party's clothes, knowing that he was a disciple of the Galaxy Sunset Sect. Along the way, the disciples of the Galaxy Sunset Sect did not count the black-clothed boy, this was already the seventh.

They all have strange figures, are very good at hiding, and are good at sneak attacks. If it weren't for Wang Baole's perspective of mosquitoes, it would be difficult to detect them so clearly and specifically.

Without looking at the corpse, Wang Baole was about to continue walking towards the depths, but soon his eyes flashed, and his body retreated suddenly. Almost at the moment he retreated, there were dozens of magical lights from the left and right sides, roaring Come, the speed was so fast that it directly shattered the surrounding vegetation, and directly shook the ground where Wang Baole was before, and the vegetation splashed everywhere.

If it wasn't for Wang Baole's quick dodge, he would have been hit all over his body by these dozens of spells.

The moment he stepped back, more than 20 people rushed out of the jungle on both sides, most of them belonged to the fifth generation celestial clan, although they were not the same clan as the ones Wang Baole had seen, they could be seen one by one. The murderous intent and greed in the film are indispensable.

There was no nonsense between each other. At the moment of appearance, these twenty people rushed straight to Wang Baole with greed. They had never met each other, and they had no hatred. But now here, who has With such a spiritual source, whoever is the enemy in the eyes of others! As for what kind of situation they will face after they snatch it from Wang Baole, these people seem to have not considered it in the face of strong greed.

Wang Baole is not an indecisive person, even if he doesn't have a bloodthirsty habit in his heart, since three days can't be squeezed out, there is only one choice before him.

"Since we can't make time, let's make time!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed fiercely, and at the moment when more than twenty disciples of the fifth-generation heavenly clan roared towards him, his body swung out, and his right hand pinched Immediately, arc flashes erupted one after another, and thunder and magnetism filled the air, and then formed lightning swords, roaring towards the crowd.

It's not over yet. As the deputy head of the Fabing Pavilion, Wang Baole has a lot of spiritual treasures. Even though he has spent some of them now, they are still enough. There are dozens of Flying Frost Swords and self-explosive beads in his hand, which spread in an instant, and in a moment In the meantime, the roar was earth-shattering, shocking all directions.

In this chaos, Wang Baole's figure moved in the confrontation between more than 20 disciples of the Fifth Heavenly Clan, all of whom were filled with murderous intent. They took out their spiritual treasures and cast spells. It erupted, and there was a sharp sound of piercing the sky in an instant, and his figure swayed directly in front of a person, without any hesitation, he directly bumped into it.

No matter how this person's complexion changes, he retreats quickly and tries to resist, but it is of no avail. He was directly hit by Wang Baole in the chest, blood spurted out, his chest was shattered and sunken, and the whole person let out a miserable scream. The kite with the broken string was unwound, but Wang Baole didn't pause at all. When he turned around, he kicked another person's crotch. Even if the person was blocked by his right hand in shock, it had no effect.

With a click, his arm shattered, and then he kicked directly on the crotch of this person. With the almost inaudible screams echoing, the monk's whole body convulsed, and he died directly.

After killing two people in a row, Wang Baole's evil spirit became stronger. He knew very well that these people wanted to kill him. In the current situation, either you die or I die!

"Kill!" Wang Baole roared, and his body rushed out again. His speed was so fast that when he was fighting with these twenty people, wherever he went, there would be death.

After half a stick of incense, I saw corpses scattered all over the ground, the only two remaining members of the fifth generation of heavenly clan, their faces were pale, with panic and bewilderment in their eyes, they seemed to have woken up from the previous frenzy and greed, and screamed , fled quickly.

Wang Baole was a little short of breath. Although he didn't have too many injuries on his body, fighting with more than 20 real breath Dzogchen, the consumption was not small, but this kind of consumption was obviously far weaker than the counterattack of the magic soldiers, and it was within the range that Wang Baole could bear Inside.

As for the two fleeing people, Wang Baole squinted his eyes, not intending to chase them down, and was about to leave, but at this moment, he heard a scream, and after a while, he heard another.

This made Wang Baole's eyes flash, he didn't give the mosquito an order to chase and kill...

Soon, the gray mosquito flew over and floated in front of Wang Baole. After the mosquito went through this series of killings, its aura was obviously different. Even after careful observation, it was obvious that the gray mosquito emitted bloodthirst. meaning.

Even for the first time, in front of Wang Baole, it made a hostile buzzing sound as if it was going to bite back. Almost at the moment when the sound appeared, other nine mosquitoes around suddenly came and surrounded it. Around Wang Baole, he confronted the gray mosquito with hostility.

"You were refined by me, and you dare to devour the Lord? Are you fat!" Wang Baole snorted coldly, and the scabbard in his body spun violently, and suddenly a restraining force came out, covering it directly The gray mosquito made the mosquito tremble violently, and its body showed signs of breaking apart! !

Wang Baole, who has the scabbard, has the power to control the life and death of this mosquito! !

After a while, the gray mosquito begged for mercy, and this thought clearly entered Wang Baole's mind, causing a strange look in his eyes, and he withdrew the power of his scabbard.

"If there is a next time, I will break your mouthpiece!" Wang Baole said lightly, turned around and walked away again.

The gray mosquito stayed still for a moment, and immediately followed. Together with other mosquitoes, it continued to spread around, sending out a perspective while also guarding.