Chapter 1651: 1 Killing 2 Soldiers

Ning Tao, who was ambushing behind a pink rock beside a ditch, was dumbfounded.

His plan is very simple, that is to kill one with a trap, then ambush and seriously wound one here, and finally kill the third. He never thought of digging a trap and killing three opponents. He even thought of the worst outcome, that is, if those three people didn't pass through his trap, then he would need to kill three powerful opponents in the pursuit battle.

Unexpectedly, the trap he dug killed the rock man who was the strongest among the three, and then the one-eyed man killed the striped man, and then escaped alone.

Although there was only one left, the five-person gang that could threaten him was wiped out.

When the one-eyed man turned to run away, Ning Tao had an urge to chase him down and kill him, but he suppressed the urge in the end.

There were two corpses of the Lord of the Three Realms in that pit, he and Bi Mingzhu could both get divine blood, how could he give up two and ask for one? What's more, that one-eyed man could no longer threaten him and Bi Mingzhu.

"This...how did this happen?" Bi Mingzhu also had a puzzled expression on her face, obviously she couldn't figure out what was going on.

Ning Tao came out from behind the rock where he was hiding, looked at the direction in which the one-eyed man was escaping, and sighed: "That guy is a smart man."

Bi Mingzhu looked at Ning Tao: "Why do you say that?"

Ning Tao smiled: "If the rock man hadn't fallen into the pit, he would definitely not have shot. But the strongest rock man among them fell into the pit, and only he and the striped man were left. He knew Even if he catches up, he will die, so he simply pushed the striped man down the pit and gave it to us to give him a chance to escape. There are two Lords of the Three Realms in the pit, and we happen to be one for each of us, so how could we chase him down? ?”

Bi Mingzhu suddenly realized, and looked at Ning Tao with a trace of admiration in her eyes: "It's okay to send you off, you can analyze the striped man's mind so thoroughly."

Ning Tao benefited from her praise, and said as he walked, "Let's go, don't waste the blood of those two guys."

The two came to the edge of the pit. Of the two people in the trap, the striped man was motionless, but the rock man was not completely dead, and he was still a little conscious. When he saw Ning Tao and Bi Mingzhu, he opened his mouth. Said a word.

"Save... me..." the rock man said.

Bi Mingzhu followed and hid behind Ning Tao.

Lao Song can look at her casually,

But no one else, not even a dying person.

"Mingzhu, look at the direction that one-eyed left, I'll go first." Ning Tao warned, and then carefully slid down against the pit wall of the trap.

Bi Mingzhu squatted on the ground, obediently staring at the direction the one-eyed man left. Without the fog of blood interfering with her vision, she could see very far. Although she hasn't tested it, she estimates that she can see small things a few kilometers away casually. However, even with this super vision, the one-eyed man was not in her field of vision.

The one-eyed man probably jumped into a ditch and escaped from it, she thought.

In the trap, Ning Tao pulled out a few sharp stone spears and came to the rock man's side.

He didn't expect to be able to use such a stone spear, because it was not easy to make the simplest stone dagger and stone ax before, let alone more complex and demanding stone spears. But when he was digging the trap, he found that the pink soil one meter deep was thrown away, and the

The surface is a piece of stone, and it is easy to tear off. That process is like tearing strips of beef from a huge beef jerky, not too difficult.

At that time, he even felt that the rock seemed to be some kind of muscle.

That was really an absurd idea, so he just thought about it, and didn't forget to think about it deeply.

Therefore, the stone thorns and spears used in this pit are actually only a part of it, and those that are not used have been inserted in the trench by him, and arranged into two or three traps.

"Save...me..." Even though he knew there was no hope, the rock man was still unwilling to give up.

This is the mentality that people have when facing death. They are unwilling to accept the result of death no matter what, and they are unwilling to give up even if it is a ten-thousandth hope, and they must hold on tightly.

"Where is the Holy Palace?" Ning Tao asked.

Even garbage can be reused.

"In..." Before the second word was uttered, a hiccup came out of the rock man's throat, his golden pupils quickly diverged, and the divine light disappeared.

Ning Tao sighed: "Can't you hold on a little longer?"

The Rock Man didn't respond any more.

"Mingzhu, come down." Ning Tao greeted.

Only then did Bi Mingzhu end the status of the humanoid monitor, turned around and came to the edge of the pit, only to find that Ning Tao had already stood by the edge of the pit, raising his hands, waiting to pick him up. With a warm heart, she smiled and said, "It's okay, I can come down by myself."

Ning Tao still maintained the posture of raising his hands: "It's better to be careful, come down, I will follow you."

Bi Mingzhu couldn't resist him, so she had to support the side of the pit, and then put her long legs down, and only when she felt being supported, she let go of her hands that were supporting the side of the pit. But just as she loosened, the weight of her whole body suddenly fell on Ning Tao's arms, and Ning Tao was not ready, slipped and fell to the ground. Her body lost its balance and sat on Ning Tao's face.

"Hmm..." Ning Tao wanted to say something, but only one voice came out.

A strange expression appeared on Bi Mingzhu's face, she was stunned for two seconds before getting up.

This is not intentional, but because of weak legs.

This is probably not a small car accident scene.

Ning Tao got up from the ground and wiped his lips: "Mingzhu, you should drink this guy's blood." He pointed at the rock man and said, "He is the strongest, his blood can probably make you Your strength has grown stronger."

It is not entirely correct to say that what you eat makes up what you eat, but there must be some truth to it. After drinking so much divine blood, the divine blood of each Lord of the Three Realms seems to contain different talent factors, which can also be understood as destiny factors. For example, the old man Huangjiao has an unparalleled algorithm, which can calculate the changes in 10,000 years based on a small event. Ning Tao drank his blood, and then inexplicably awakened the ability of the pedometer. Who can say that there is no such factor in that guy's blood?

This pedometer-like ability may seem tasteless, but it is also practical. This was reflected when digging the trap before. He calculated the best position for digging the trap based on the routes of the rocky man, the striped man and the one-eyed man. He also added the speed of the three of them. reaction and so on.

The success of that trap is not all due to luck, but also has its inevitability.

"No, Laosong, it's like drinking this stone

The blood of the guy, I don't need much strength, you need it more than me. "Bi Mingzhu said, before Ning Tao could persuade her again, she walked towards the striped man with a stone dagger, cut his neck and let blood out.

Ning Tao thought about it and felt that it was the ceremony. No matter how strong a woman's strength is, there are inherent limitations, and he needs strength more. He also took the stone dagger and cut the rock man's neck, and then leaned forward to drink the god's blood.

A mouthful of golden divine blood entered the stomach, and in an instant it turned into a warm current and flowed to all parts of the body. Every organ, bone and muscle, divine crystal and brain, and even every cell was nourished by the energy factor.

A mouthful of golden divine blood entered the body and was transformed. When it was about to end, Ning Tao finally felt the change in his body. His muscles seemed to be torn and rebuilt under the action of some energy factor, and the feeling of soreness was very obvious all over his body. Under this feeling, it was as if he had gone through a strenuous exercise and then supplemented with protein powder. The muscles were constantly being torn and rebuilt, and the result was getting stronger and stronger.

"Mingzhu, do you see that my muscles haven't gotten stronger?" Ning Tao raised his right arm, clenched his fist and bulged his biceps.

With such a simple movement, a group of rock-hard muscles bulged on his right arm, which seemed to have accumulated infinite power.

Bi Mingzhu moved her eyes to take a look, and a trace of surprise and excitement flashed in her blue eyes: "Oh, it really got bigger, it's amazing!"

Ning Tao himself took a closer look, and then said: "No way, I think it's just hardened a little, not bigger."

It's true, the muscles become bigger after drinking the blood of the gods, and that's not the yeast for steamed buns.

Bi Mingzhu came over and looked at Ning Tao's abdominal muscles: "Drum up your abdominal muscles and let me see."

Ning Tao lowered his right arm, sank with his left arm, then bowed his waist and clenched his fist to exert force. His lower abdomen immediately bulged out eight packs of abdominal muscles. Each abdominal muscle had sculpture-like lines and a rock-like texture. The masculine charm is released as brightly as the sun.

Bi Mingzhu's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly: "It's really become stronger, you can't see it yourself, but I can see it."

For women, a man's abdominal muscles are the sexiest and most attractive place. Ning Tao may think that it is just a few muscles, but for Bi Mingzhu, it is the place that makes her like and move her.

Right now, she was moved.

Ning Tao relaxed his body and said with a smile: "If it is true as you said, then we can obtain different talent factors by drinking the blood of different Lords of the Three Realms. Of course, this is just my guess, and we need... "

Bi Mingzhu interrupted Ning Tao: "Old Song, I want to communicate with you."

Ning Tao was stunned for a moment, with a confused expression on his face: "Communication? Are we not communicating? What do you want to communicate... huh?"

Communication, sometimes not talking, but a kind of electricity.

The 220v alternating current can make the light bulb shine, and also make the soymilk machine work to squeeze out fresh soymilk.

The God of Sending Children has always been very simple, but the world is too complicated.

For no reason, and he doesn't know why, he has entered the role of professional god.