Chapter 170 Why come to die

Seeing the bloody centipede staring at him ferociously, Wang Wujian knew that he was still there, but he couldn't help trembling all over. And when he saw several classmates on the other side, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a moment. There are powerful and perverted bloody centipede on this side, and there are hundreds of top masters on the other side. The two-time meeting must be another earth-shaking battle, but their martial arts are not vulnerable at all. How can they survive under such a strong battle?

Now, the six people stand in a row close to the earth wall, just like receiving Zhong Dufa's instruction. Their faces are like earthy and uncertain. They even forget to protect themselves with their soul power, although that does not work in front of the blood centipede.

"Is that you?" The bloody centipede restrained his nervous and bloodthirsty appearance. His head was slightly too high and said. The direction of the voice almost all gathered on Wang Wujian. It attacked the whole body through his eardrums like a thunder. There was an illusion of being shattered everywhere, which made him lean on the wall and tremble in pain.

The sound of cracking the divine marrow was like a stretch of mountains and rivers. It actually wandered in his ear with the same force for a long time and refused to dissipate, as if it was a bloody centipede deliberately to torture him.

In fact, the sound will spread around, but the bloody centipede just focused its voice on Wang Wujian. In addition, its strength is extremely strong. Even if it does not use soul power, it can "roar" a powerful voice. That lethality is not what a martial spirit in the refining realm like Wang Wujian can resist, even if he is now The strength of the mysterious realm can't be used as he wants, so it is a surprise that he has been tortured for such a long time.

"Can I tell you why I came here?" Wang Wujian buried his head, covered his ears with his hands and shouted loudly.

"Big..."

"The noon sword..."

......

Several people shouted with one voice. Seeing that he was so painful, they were really afraid that he would accidentally spill the beans, which would lead to death. After all, he was the "mastermind" of the whole incident.

The spirit of the bloody centipede suddenly shook. He turned his head, stood up half of his body, and swooped less than a meter above Wang Wujian's head like a poisonous snake out of an apricot. A cold wind made Wang Wujian's black hair flutter, and his brain skin was rubbed by its strong breath, and all his consciousness was blank for a moment.

"Ter, say! Why do even you weak martial arts come to join in the fun? There must be an unspeakable purpose!" The bloody centipede, like a regional messenger, threatened him with death and questioned him. It was only interested in this question.

After several attacks, the bloody centipede has achieved the purpose of threatening everyone. The next thing to do is to find out why everyone is guilty?

Although it is known as a murderer through the ages, it is a spirit beast with high wisdom after all. How can it kill people in the place of the couch? What's more, there are many top masters in the crowd who can cut off its tentacles, and of course, it can also cut off its head. More importantly, it wants to know what attracts such masters, and even Wang Wujian and other "weak" martial arts follow. If you don't find out, even if you use the terrain to kill all these people, there will be no stable life next.

Wang Wujian suddenly heard a rapid footsteps on the other side. Without thinking, he could know that it must be that the more than 100 people were impatient to wait. He also heard that the blood centipede had no intention of fighting, so he wanted to meet the blood centipede and let it hand over the remnants of the overpass map.

In the blink of an eye, a group of martial arts came from the entrance opposite, led by Qian Qian, and most of the people behind him were his subordinates. The two brothers still followed him, and the other exits were also blocked at the same time. It seemed that they had made a plan to besiege the bloody centipede. This was not The big fork was suddenly full of martial arts and was surrounded by water.

The bloody centipede looked around at several entrances, and the dark red poisonous eyes flashed with contempt and anger. In the face of the siege of so many people, it was not surprised or angry, and it looked extremely calm and experienced.

"It's him. It's all his ghost." Wang Wujian pointed to Qian Qian and shouted, secretly relieved, thinking that this old guy had come at the right time, otherwise he really didn't know how to deceive the bloody centipede, a high-intelligent spirit beast.

"Ah, ah..." The blood centipede stared angrily and roared strangely at Qian Qian. A layer of looming poisonous fog gushed out of its skin, lingered in front of it, and finally slowly dissipated. This poisonous gas may have a fatal effect on ordinary creatures, but it may not cause damage to these martial arts, but they have to consume more soul power to resist this poisonous gas.

Qian Qian was shocked when he heard the words, and his surprise instantly appeared on his old face. He had a strong hunch that danger was falling on his head little by little. He has a deep understanding of the strength of the bloody centipede. It is far from enough to describe it with shocking customs. It is profound and terrible. Killing a single spiritual emperor realm master may also be in the kung fu of a cup of tea.

"Don't listen to this bastard's nonsense, Wang Wujian, if you mess with me again, I will kill you immediately." Qian Qian was extremely angry and pointed to him and said viciously.

"Anyway, you won't let me go, so I'll just tell the truth in front of the spirit beast and everyone." Wang Wujian said loudly aggrievedly and moved towards Fang Xiaomei and others, "Dear predecessors, so many brothers and friends have died. In fact, this is the conspiracy set by Qian Qian, the old bastard."

Everyone was confused and stared at Wang Wujian strangely to see what the cunning boy could say.

"Qian Qian, the white-browed old king, in order to make himself stronger and reach the heavenly-level strong man faster, and then ruled the holy martial arts city and competed for the world. He tried his best to kill the high-level monsters, and this time, he actually aimed the spearhead at the ancient spirit beast - the old elder evil blood centipede!"

"Hmm?" The bloody centipede's elongated and strange voice glanced at Qian Qianqian, and his eyes flashed with unprecedented disgust and anger, which made many people behind Qian Qian tremble.

Wang Wujian was secretly happy in his heart. Without waiting for Qian Qian to obstruct, he continued to shout aggrievedly, "But how can his power alone kill the invincible myth between heaven and earth - the bloody centipede? So he forced me to release a message: it is said that there are remnants of the overpass map of Wuyun Mine in the underground Longmen of Xuanlongtan. In this way, everyone will come to grab the remnant map and unconsciously become his pawn."

"Is there a hell dragon gate in Xuanlongtan? Where is the underground dragon gate? Why have I never heard of it? Are there any residual pictures?" The bloody centipede was completely furious and roared at Wang Wujian. The thunderous voice was heart-wrenching and itchy.

"Yes, what are the remnants? Where is the hell dragon gate? This... This is all Qian Qian's tricks. It's all him. The rumor he made is that he wants to kill you and devour your Nei Dan. It's all him..." Wang Wujian pointed to Qian Qian and shouted breathlessly. He not only had to cover his ears to endure the pain, but also to endure the stench from its mouth. The smell almost suffocated him. Fortunately, it was When he was angry, he did not spit out poison gas. Otherwise, nine times out of ten, Wang Wujian would have been poisoned. Maybe it was time for the oil to dry up.

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