Chapter 490, the fierce god of golden armor, behead immortal

Although the white proliferator in the hollow armor is very tenacious and burn-resistant, Zhu Peng's purple night yinitis is not comparable to ordinary fire, plundering vitality chain incineration, and the flame burning everywhere. Although it cannot be used for normal alchemy and weapons, the killing effect on creatures is better than the foundation fire of the foundation monks.

Although Zhu Peng is only the peak of the gas refining period, the accumulation of comprehensive strength is not inferior to that of the strong foundation. The purple flame burned in his hand is strong, not to mention that he can also forcibly improve the power of yin and inflammation with the health Zhenyuan.

With life and death, and yang to control yin, Zhu Peng has a faint pale white change in his hand. The next moment, the faint purple fire yin suddenly flourished, completely burning and destroying the white prolifer that was still stubborn.

"Ah" Zhu Peng felt that there were countless ghosts roaring. The next moment, the purple flame pressed by his palm on the golden helmet suddenly changed dramatically. Countless dense skulls suddenly appeared in his purple flame. The description of these skulls was distorted and alienated. Although there was no trace of flesh and blood on it, the sense of despair and pain still directly entered Zhu Peng's heart.

Even with Zhu Peng's heart, he was scared. He looked at the instinctive contraction of countless skulls formed by the purple fire in his hand, but those twisted and crying skulls directly invaded his body with his palm. These skulls had been assimilated by the purple flame and fire, and there was no after entering Zhu Peng's body. It caused any change, but it made people feel that there was an extremely cold and yin breath from his hands. Zhu Peng was quite uneasy, but he did not find any abnormality in his body.

The two bangs of "bang, bang" were made, but the armor that had lost the white prolifer fell to the ground, but at this time there was no almost dazzling brilliance on it, as if these armor had changed from gold to brass. It looked yellow, but the essence hidden inside had disappeared.

Suddenly, a very faint blood light rose from the scattered armor. This dim blood light flew so fast that Zhu Peng could not react. He could only watch it split into three and shot into the bodies of the other three golden armor puppets in the four corners of the hall.

At this moment, these originally hollow golden armor puppets have a flesh and soul, and those white proliferators that were originally like foam slowly become organic matter like human flesh and blood after swelling to a certain extent. Of course, you can't expect such a rapid "flesh and blood" to be so meticulous. The three formed golden armor puppets are all whiteboard faces. At night, mortals meet face to face. I'm afraid nine out of ten people think they have met ghosts.

Zhu Peng's action was extremely fast, and the other two people's reaction was not slow. The iron monk, who got his wish, directly waved his pen and bombarded him. For a moment, the white wave was quite powerful. In his opinion, the puppet guard who would be killed by Zhu Peng in an instant was strong or not much. What's more, he did not mean to underestimate the enemy. This white wave bundle, the black stone broke the body was his most familiar way to play, but it was not a killing move. That's all.

The churning white waves are followed by huge flying stones that are impulsive by the torrent. However, the golden armored puppet chosen by the Taoist priest with the surname of iron has no interest in facing him, and directly turns into a fierce golden rainbow. The white wave directly flashes at a very fast speed, followed by the black stone is gone. Use. The burly golden armor puppet flashed by the side of the iron Taoist at a very fast speed. Its main goal was Zhu Peng, who had just killed one of its companions. For the railway man, it was just a sword in the throat. After the sword, he did not care about death or death.

The cold light of the wide sword blade was sprinkled from the throat. The railway man thought that he was not weak, the body protection Zhenyuan mask was broken from time to time. Even because the front was broken too fast, the back body protection Zhenyuan mask remained relatively intact. It was not until the golden armor puppet passed by that his body protection Zhenyuan mask was complete. The face was broken, centered on the domineering sword mark, and it was blown up at all.

The red blood gushed out like a spring, instinctively covering it with his hands, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the hot life sprayed.

This is also one of the reasons why the cultivation level gap in the monks's world is difficult to overcome since ancient times. The first life-saving magic skill of the practitioners is "true mask to protect the body". Normally, it is difficult to compete with the attack of monks who have a cultivation realm. The golden armor puppet who just passed by has a terrorist attack comparable to building a foundation. Force.

With the blood gushing, the head rolled to the ground, but the iron Taoist did not die with his eyes wide open. The road is three thousand, and the magic is one million. Although the secret method of turning around is not rare, it has never been inherited since ancient times. The Railwayman is one of the inheritors of this undead secret art.

There is a simple white background picture scroll on the side of the corpse of the railway man. After virtualization and finally forming a person's height, another railwayman slowly came out of it. However, the railwayman's face was extremely pale, and I don't know whether he has not recovered from the shock of death just now, or because The use of this "undead secret" consumes vitality. Of course, it is also possible to have both.

Slowly throwing his corpse back into the quaint picture scroll, it's not that he wants to slow down, but that the railwayman can't get up at all at this time.

"Poof" The railway man's throat exploded directly again, as if he had been cut by another heavy sword, but this time it was much better. At least the railway man's head did not roll down to the ground with the blood of the spring.

The railwayman himself seems to have expected this situation for a long time. He took out all kinds of drugs from the universe bag at his waist, applied it to the outside and took it internally, and cut the throat tube. This kind of damage is not necessary for secular mortals, let alone for a very vigorous practitioners. The broken throat quickly stuck up under the correction of the railwayman himself and worked again. However, even if the railwayman who had done all this could barely walk, the remaining combat effectiveness was conceivably low.

Fortunately, the three golden armor puppets were not interested in him. At this time, they were like flies finding stinky meat and launched endless culling attacks on Zhu Peng. Zhu Peng also knew that he had just killed one of them. This hatred value may be a little high. If it is an ordinary opponent, not to mention three or five, one hundred and eighty Zhu Peng may not care.

But these three people in front of us are all the comprehensive strength in the early stage of the foundation. Although his combat effectiveness as a puppet is bound to be weakened, Zhu Peng plays a stable pressure and two reluctantly, but if he plays three at the same time, then the guerrillas can only protect themselves and wait for the opportunity.

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