Dungeon era

Chapter 1 The First Batch

After the sound was made, the space fluctuated violently, and then a huge shadow of the sword directly split down. Bang, the sword shadow directly divided the wolf into two of the peak monster and smashed it on the ground. A violent tremor came from the ground, and then the ground began to disappear inch by inch. A large hole 100 meters of square appeared, impacting the five-fold vision of the soldiers.

This is not over. A figure actually fell from the sky. There was a dark red fireball in his hand, releasing terrible energy. From the dozens of monsters in the air, a word "explosion" was shouted. Suddenly, the dark red fireball in the shadow's hand exploded directly, and the horrible energy enveloped all the monsters below.

When the sea of fire disappeared, the shadow of half of the monsters below has long disappeared, and it is absolutely impossible to die.

The five-fold soldiers looked at the figure standing on the ground. At this moment, they felt that they were as weak as the ants on the ground, and the figure was as huge as a god, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Hi, my name is Han Ping." That figure is exactly Han Ping. At this time, his cultivation has reached the peak of the soldiers, and he is only one to become a king-level master in the last step. Just now, the one is the first one he has cultivated. If he wants to try his power, otherwise, he will deal with a general with his strength, he will have to deal with a general. Monsters at the peak can't use such powerful skills. At this time, it had been more than three months since he left the volcanic forest, and only two months had been a talent competition, so he rushed to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang dungeons.

"Hello, my name is... Song Tao, these four are my adoptive brothers." The leaders of the five replied nervously. After all, Han Ping just gave them a terrible feeling. One move to kill the wolf generals at the peak and the second move to kill other monsters in seconds. This is not what the general level can have at all, but Han Ping's cultivation is real. At the peak of the soldiers, it puts some pressure on them.

"Yin Tian",

"Wan'an",

"Shen Yi",

"Huamin",

The other four people are similar to Song Tao's, and they are a little nervous.

"Several people must have gone to participate in the genius competition. Me too. Why don't we go together? There will be a care on the way." Han Ping naturally could see their thoughts and was slightly disappointed. Now, except for his brothers, they are still the same as before. All the friends see themselves as if they are inferior. He was panicked in front of him, which made him a little disappointed.

"Is this okay?" Song Tao asked shyly. Han Ping saw something funny, but he seemed to feel something. He suddenly frowned and looked aside. Of course, Song Tao didn't know what had happened, but looked at Han Ping blankly and wanted to see something.

"Friends over there have seen enough, can you come out?" Han Ping sneered and said slowly. But it was quiet and no one answered him.

"When I'm just a test?" Han Ping sneered in his heart and pointed out that the space fluctuated, and his finger directly penetrated several meters of huge boulders. After the rock, it was in the void. After a wave of fluctuation, a staggering figure fell out.

Han Ping's eyes shrank slightly, and he turned out to be the king-level strongman who was seriously injured by Yang Lin, but now his injury has healed, and his cultivation has been improved to the triple king. This speed makes Han Ping feel incredible. You know, more than a year ago, he just entered the king. Ah.

"Hey, it's very far away. You killed my brother, and now I'm going to avenge him, but I'm surprised how you found me. You know, I think my hidden technology is okay." The king smiled evilly, and there seemed to be an evil spirit on his body.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't think that it's not a big name to let me die with your strength. In addition, your hidden skills are actually rubbish." Han Ping replied coldly. The king always gave him the same feeling as before, and it seemed that his soul had changed.

"Hey, everyone can say big words. Remember, my name is Mu Qing, and you will die under my subordinates." Mu Qing said his name and burned a blazing fire. He punched out. The fire dragon burned on his fist, and the terrible power spread in the void.

Han Ping's eyes were solemn, and the two secret skills were used. Suddenly, his eyes turned into different colors, and there was a bloody fog on his body. His cultivation directly exploded to the king's double, which was also a punch. However, Han Ping's punch did not have any great power, but the flying dragon disappeared directly in the air.

The corners of his mouth smiled evilly, and Mu Qing pressed his hands down. Countless earth walls rose above the ground, completely isolated Han Ping in it. Then his figure flew into the air. A huge axe appeared in his hand and suddenly split down. Suddenly, the air seemed to be torn, making a crackling sound. It can be seen that this How powerful an axe is.

There was no panic in his eyes. A huge sword appeared in Han Ping's hand, and the word "killing spirit" was restrained on the sword body. Han Ping cut it with one sword. It was the second cut through the air. The void seemed to have been cut off. Dozens of feet of sword shadow rushed straight up and touched the huge axe.

There was a loud noise in the air, and the powerful airflow forced Song Tao's five brothers to drive thousands of meters away before they dared to stop and watch.

The shadow of the sword and the giant axe dissipated at the same time. Han Ping's figure has appeared in mid-air, and a red and yellow light ball in his hand is shining with huge energy and heading towards Muqing.

The eyes suddenly shrank, and the wooden green giant axe went to the next round, breaking the surface, focusing the whole attack on the surface of the giant axe and splitting towards the light ball.

With incredible eyes on his face, Han Ping found that this Taiji spiral had been cut off by the wood Qing. If he hadn't reacted fast enough and blocked it with the Zhanling sword in time, I'm afraid his hand would have been broken. Even so, he was uncomfortable at this moment and suffered some minor injuries. On the other hand, Mu Qing, except for the huge axe in his hand was cut off by Han Ping, No injury.

Added his lips with a little blood, Han Ping's red and yellow eyes emitted a scorching light, while the other eye looked at Mu Qing like a dead person without any emotion.

chui downward to the right, countless earth and fire elements immediately went towards the claw-shaped right hand. In an instant, a red and yellow alternating sphere of light appeared again, and the energy inside was greater than the previous one.

"Bbang", his feet stamped to the ground, and suddenly there was a loud noise. Han Ping's body was like a *, going towards the wood green.

's face showed a look of sarcasm, and the same axe was cut down, and he said disdainfully: "Do you think the second move that has no effect on me for the second time is still effective? What a fool."

Another giant axe appeared and cut down. When he was about to touch the red and yellow light ball, Han Ping smiled. Mu Qing knew it was not good, but the arrow had been fired and it was impossible to take it back, so he had to continue, just added an extra layer of yellow light around his body.

"Explosion", Han Ping shouted, and suddenly the red and yellow light ball turned into a Taiji pattern, covering a square kilometer, and a breath of destruction spread in it, and the ground was hung a few inches. Five people in the distance saw that the battle had reached such a level, and the shock in their hearts did not know how to describe it.

"Damn boy", Mu Qing finally knew why Han Ping dared to use this move again. Before his huge axe cut the light ball, it exploded directly. Although the power was much smaller, it could also hurt him.

In the distant sky, in the situation in Taiji, Han Ping could naturally find that his eyes were shining with fierce light. When he pointed out, he used his own trick at the bottom of the box, the third finger of the broken finger - the broken finger. The finger seemed to cross the void and appeared directly on Muqing's forehead and penetrated the hole. Not to mention that, even a small mountain bag thousands of meters away was pointed out by a huge hole the size of two people.

The vitality in his eyes quickly disappeared, but Muqing fell from the air and died.

Han Ping looked at the dead Mu Qing, removed his secret skill, and fell from the sky. Before he could stand firm, the five figures ran towards him and knelt down collectively.

"Please take us in", Song Tao and the five have discussed as early as the battle between Han Ping and Na Muqing. With their talents, they may not have a chance to break through the emperor in their lives, but with Han Ping's talent and strength, they are likely to break through and become emperors, so they made up their minds to follow Han Ping, in order to Force.

"You want to follow me, but I'm just a general." Although Han Ping said so, he was moved. A few effective assistants should be of great use to them. What's more, these people in front of them are not bad, and they have five-fold cultivation of soldiers in their 30s.

"Your Excellency, you can only kill king-level figures at the level of soldiers now, and you can definitely become emperor-like beings in the future, which is definitely worth following," Song Tao's tone was decisive.

He was secretly happy. Han Ping pretended to think about it. After a quarter of an hour, he smiled and said, "Well, I can't guarantee anything to you, but I can still be satisfied with the things used for cultivation."

"Thank you", the five people were also overjoyed and hurriedly thanked.

Han Ping doesn't care what they call. As long as he doesn't call the master, he can accept it. In the distance, a black light flashed on the body of Muqing's body, and then a soul inside disappeared.

In the distant starry sky, a teenager with an evil face, holding a black pistol, pressed a star in the distance. Suddenly, a terrible energy in the pistol was generated, and the star was directly beaten into nothingness.

"How's it going?" the teenager said.

"To the master, Han Ping is worthy of being a friend of the old master, and the old slave's split on the earth is not his opponent."

"Hm, go down," the teenager waved his hand.

"There's only so much I can do for you, Lord Xing Tian..."