Chapter 1011: The Power of Stone Statues, Maddening the Ghost of the Battlefield!
In just one day, with the help of Page, Jun Changxiao found four opportunities of heaven, because they are all immature treasures, so temporarily unable to provide substantial help.
but.
As long as you bring back the Starfall Continent stronghold, the area will increase dramatically.
"Cool!"
Looking at the Starfall Continent stronghold that has reached the scale of a medium-sized city, Jun Changxiao grinned.
Epic quests have reached an excess level, and the rewards given are absolutely rich.
City Lord Han, Mu Changhong and others were completely stunned.
It is really difficult for them to understand what the Sect Master Jun has done, and the base will expand once he comes back!
the next day.
The space outside the stronghold was distorted, and two battlefield ghosts appeared.
Relying on treasure detectors to steal the opportunity of the word "earth", the upper realm couldn't help it, and now he is crazy to steal the opportunity of the word "sky", and he will definitely not be on the sidelines.
"metropolitan!"
Li Qingyang said: "The ghost of the battlefield is here again. Judging from the breath, it seems to be two levels of heaven!"
Jun Changxiao rushed over to hear the news, and immediately peeped out from the breath of the ghost on the battlefield. This is definitely the level of heaven, so he said silently: "The punishment from the upper realm is getting higher and higher."
The system said: "One word is easy to deal with, but two are not easy to deal with."
"Palace Master Purple."
Jun Chang smiled and said, "You go to the front first."
"..."
The corners of the Ziyan Demon King's mouth twitched.
Previously, it was very difficult to fight a battlefield ghost, but now there are two, and it will definitely be destroyed!
"metropolitan!"
He said sternly, "I can only hit one, and leave the rest to you."
Jun Changxiao thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
...
Outside the base.
The Demon King Ziyan locked his gaze on a battlefield ghost.
Jun Changxiao also came out, beckoned to another battlefield ghost, and said, "Come on, baby."
"..."
Han Chengzhu and others on the suspended mountain had angry black lines on their foreheads.
It is undeniable that the sect master of the ancient sect is not simple, but sometimes he does not behave like a sect master at all, more like a childish child who has not grown up.
Jun often laughs like this.
Very cheap and very skinny, out of shape all day.
certainly.
I have been the suzerain for a few years, and the tyrannical aura of a long-established person has been brewed in his body. Once he is provoked, once he is angered, it will definitely explode out completely.
"call out!"
"call out!"
The eyes of the two battlefield ghosts were bright, as if they had woken up from their stupor.
One of them is locked on Jun Changxiao, the other is locked on the Demon King Zixi, and the division of labor is very clear.
"Hoohoo!"
"Hoohoo!"
A strong breath broke out and rushed over in an instant.
"tread!"
The Demon King Zixi took a step forward and faced a battlefield ghost like a cannonball. The two sides instantly launched a fierce battle at high altitude!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The air is monstrous, and the space is wanton!
In just a short fight, Han Chengzhu and others concluded that the strength of this battlefield ghost is not inferior to the one that appeared some time ago.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise from the other side.
Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that there were mechanical wings behind Jun Changxiao, swaying left and right to avoid a series of cold swords.
"brush!"
"brush!"
The ghost of the Tianzi battlefield held a weapon in the form of a sickle, frequently waving it in the void, and the arc-shaped sword lights that ripped apart the space mercilessly swept over.
"Boom boom boom!"
Relying on the mechanical armed wing, Jun Changxiao flew very fast in the hail of bullets, but he also felt a lot of pressure, because the power of the knife qi flying by him was too powerful, if he couldn't avoid it, he would definitely suffer heavy damage.
In terms of strength alone, he is definitely not a celestial opponent, but because he has a magic vacuum cleaner, as long as he gets close...
As far as the current situation is concerned, it is impossible to get close!
"boom!"
"boom!"
Several more streams of light came from tearing apart the space. After Jun Changxiao barely avoided it, he secretly said: "If you continue to consume it like this, it will be even more difficult to get close!"
"Use the hard-to-retract knife," the system said.
Jun Chang smiled and said: "A goal,
It's a waste to use the Seal of Openness. "
As the strongest trump card, and with only two seals, he was really reluctant to use it unless it was a last resort.
not to mention.
A good knife is used on the back of the knife.
If you can't turn the situation into a mowing game, targeting only one person, it means losing the meaning of pretending!
The system was speechless: "How can you defeat it without a hard-to-retract knife? Judging from the current situation, the host can't drag Hall Master Zi out of the way."
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two more sword lights flew past!
Jun Changxiao flew to the sky with a 'huh', waved one hand, took out the stone statue obtained earlier, and said, "This thing may be able to help me."
"Depend on!"
The system said: "Forget it!"
"Brush! Brush! Brush!"
The ghost of the battlefield flew up from the bottom, and the black sickle slashed wildly, instantly forming a knife light that ripped apart the space.
Jun Changxiao reluctantly avoided, grabbed on the stone statue with one hand, and said secretly: "Hurry up and remember!"
Stealing so many opportunities on the plane battlefield, he gradually figured out the law. As long as he equips the treasure class, he will seal up the memory of use, and then pass it on to the winner.
"Huh! Huh!"
Several knife qi that ripped apart the space came over again!
Jun Changxiao could only dodge in embarrassment while trying to communicate with the stone statue in various poses, but there was no response.
Uncle's!
How does this thing work!
"Boo! Hah! Hah!"
The battlefield ghost continued to bombard, the black sickle waved again and again, and the space was split piece by piece.
Jun Changxiao could barely dodge at first, but as the opponent started to attack, it was obviously very difficult.
As for the stone statue in his hand, it was shattered so quickly, and there was no movement yet, making him collapse and want to vomit blood!
The system said: "Some treasures need blood to stimulate, the host can try!"
Jun Changxiao reluctantly flashed through the shadow of the sword, light and sword, regardless of whether it was reliable, he bit his thumb directly, and then pressed it on the stone statue.
"call out!"
Blood and contact are instantly ingested.
"effective!"
Jun Changxiao was overjoyed in his heart, and his face changed greatly in the next second, because the blood in the body was out of control, and it rushed into the stone statue like crazy!
fuck!
This is killing me!
After the stone statue ingested a large amount of blood, it began to flash red light.
"call out!"
An unfamiliar memory flooded into Jun Changxiao's sea of consciousness instantly, because it was forced into it, and the intense pain caused him to gradually turn hideous.
After a few seconds, the pain dissipated.
Jun Changxiao's frowning frown stretched out, and suddenly realized: "So it is."
"call!"
"call!"
Suddenly, a few cold sword lights flew in the distance.
Jun Changxiao turned his hands and fixed the stone statue in front of him.
"Transform!"
"Buzz!"
The red light of the stone statue hanging in front of him flickered, instantly turning into thousands of brilliance, wrapping around Jun Changxiao's body, just looking at the exposed skin, red lines appeared, as if some kind of ancient prohibition.
"call out!"
"call out!"
At this moment, several cold swordsmen carrying the power of terror had already slammed over, bursting in mid-air, flashing with dazzling brilliance.
"It's over!"
"Sect Master Jun was hit!"
City Lord Han and Mu Changhong immediately became nervous.
Judging from the situation just now, Jun Changxiao is difficult to compete with the ghost of the battlefield. Now that he is bombarded by the sword light, it will definitely be very troublesome!
However.
The light gradually weakened, the battle area was clearly visible, and the two suddenly widened their eyes.
Wan Guzong also looked sluggish up and down.
Demon King Ziyan, who fought with the ghosts of the battlefield at high altitude, looked back and said in shock, "Damn it!"
Jun Changxiao stood in mid-air, the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, showing an evil and charming smile.
The camera cut to the distance, and I saw this guy transformed from head to toe. His appearance was so similar to a stone statue that he could no longer be described as a 'person'.
"call out!"
The space vibrated, and the streamer flickered.
Just when everyone was shocked, Jun Changxiao had already appeared behind the battlefield ghost, and his fist like a fierce beast slammed into it, but when he heard a 'bang', he directly slammed the opponent to the ground.
This terrifying speed and terrifying power immediately stunned everyone present.
"brush!"
The ghost of the battlefield flew up again, raising the black sickle to...
and many more!
Where's the scythe, where's my scythe!
Its sickle has now reached Jun Changxiao's hand, and after some observation, he murmured: "This weapon should be no weaker than the word in terms of level."
"..."
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched.
When did this guy take away his weapon?
"but."
Jun Changxiao clenched the sickle tightly, shook his head and said, "In front of this seat, it's like garbage."
"Crack!"
Under the oppression of the powerful force, the black sickle suddenly burst into shape, and then shattered with a 'bang', and gradually disappeared in mid-air.
City Lord Han, Mu Changhong and the others almost stared out!
The weapons held by the battlefield ghosts are not weaker than the high-level rank of the Saints of the Starfall Continent just from the perspective of the breath, and they were so easily crushed by him! This is really... such a waste!
The Demon King Ziyan frowned and said, "I am afraid that his current strength has reached the level of the sky. Could it be that he has used some kind of powerful magical power?"
He Wudi and Ye Xingchen are also thinking, the more the three think about it, the stronger the shock in their hearts!
actually.
Jun Changxiao did not use supernatural powers, but turned into a stone statue with extraordinary combat power!
Therefore, the thing he got, similar to the talisman of the universe, can give the user a boosting effect!
"call out!"
The unarmed ghost of the battlefield rushed over with both fists gathering strength.
However, just as he was about to approach Jun Changxiao, the latter suddenly threw a punch in the void, as if the violent power from the ancient beasts madly pressed you down!
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
The battlefield ghost crashed to the ground, dented dozens of feet, and the armor of extraordinary quality was dented with fist marks!
The corners of the Ziyan Demon King's mouth twitched: "Is this too fierce?"
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao swooped down, his arms resembling orcs waved suddenly, and fist marks fell one after another, and the ground was dented by ten feet and ten feet, and rolled up billowing dust.
When everything is over and everything returns to normal, he hangs at a low altitude, and his body in the form of a fierce beast emerges with the aura of looking down on the world!
As for the ghost of the Tianzi battlefield, in the central area of the sunken pit, the whole body armor was cracked, and the light in the eyes was completely dim.
It's cold!
Totally cold!
"call out----"
The stronghold of Starfall Continent has grown wildly, and the area is much larger!
After solving the target, Jun Changxiao raised his head to look at another battlefield ghost who was fighting against the Zixi Demon King, and suddenly disappeared with a 'huh'.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
...
The corners of the Ziyan Demon King's mouth twitched violently in the sky.
Because the opponent was lying in the deep pit at the moment, the whole body armor was cracked, and he completely lost his thinking and consciousness.
A battlefield ghost comparable to the Great Perfection of the Martial Sage, after that guy changed his appearance, he was so easily ravaged, so don't be too scary!
"Sect Master is so strong!"
"What kind of martial arts is this!"
Li Qingyang, Xiao Xunji and others looked at Jun Changxiao, who was standing proudly in the air, and their eyes filled with adoration!
The most shocking was City Lord Han and others.
They looked at the dog left as if they were looking at a monster!
The stone statue of Jun Changxiao is indeed a monster, a monster from the depths of hell!
"brush!"
The Ziyan Demon King fell.
He was about to return to the base, but he just took two steps when he saw Jun Changxiao suddenly holding his head and screaming in pain.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
His face was hideous, red lines appeared all over his body, his originally clear eyes became cloudy, and gradually turned red, giving people the feeling that he was slowly losing his mind!
The corner of the Ziyan Demon King's mouth twitched, and he said, "You won't go crazy, right?"
The intense pain erosion didn't last long, Jun Changxiao gradually stopped screaming, then turned his head, fixed his eyes on the body of Hall Master Zi, and grinned, "I haven't had enough of it yet."
"call out!"
Two sharp teeth protruded, and the violent aura permeated the whole body!
"not good!"
"boom----------"
"Boom!"
Demon King Ziyan blocked his hands in front of him, and his body suddenly retreated uncontrollably. Finally, he retreated to a hundred meters away and barely stabilized, and his whole face suddenly turned hideous.
In the area where he was standing, Jun Changxiao made a fist, and said with red eyes: "Too weak."
"..."
The Demon King Ziyan endured the pain caused by his arms and roared, "Are you crazy!"
"brush!"
Jun Changxiao appeared in front of him, causing his pupils to shrink suddenly.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
In an instant, violent energy erupted outside the stronghold.
"This……"
City Lord Han and others were stunned.
They really didn't understand how Sect Master Jun had a fight with his own Hall Master. Judging from the intensity of his shots, he was completely ruthless, and it was a rhythm of torture to death!
...
A quarter of an hour later.
Jun Changxiao stood on the cracked earth, the lines covering his body gradually dissipated, and the man returned to normal from the beastly transformation, and then covered his forehead with one hand, and said, "My head hurts... just now... what happened?"
The stone statue appeared out of thin air and fell to his feet.
When the exploding pain gradually dissipated, Jun Changxiao picked it up.
"Um?"
Suddenly, he found that the demon king Ziyan was in the shape of a 'swastika', covered in bruises and sunken in a deep pit, so he said angrily: "Who beat it!"
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
All the warriors on the suspended mountain fell down.
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PS, two in one.
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