MTL - Control The World-Chapter 74 Take advantage of

It's strange.

The demon and beast in the chess realm are particularly sensitive to the breath of the intruder. This is the intention of the creators of chess realm, otherwise every practitioner who comes to chess realm hides and hides. Isn't that a tourist tour?

The black giant exuded a murky breath, with great momentum.

Descendants of the devil!

Ning Wufeng shrinks his pupils. Hua Sanniang gave him a vicious glance and turned to meet the descendant of the devil.

"Woo Porchka."

There were strange syllables in the mouth of the descendants of gods and demons, and Ye Boss took the lead.

At this time, Ning Wufeng also saw the strength of Monk Purple Lake, and saw Ye Laoda sacrifice a brilliant four-sided sword.

The sword light transforms into four streamers and hangs around the descendants of the gods and demons, fixing the spiritual power of the four parties.

"Open!" Boss Ye shouted, and the Quartet sword burst into the air, turning into a Four Spirit Beast.

Dancing fire sparrows, roaring white-striped tigers, heavy green turtles, and fierce green pythons. Each spirit beast exudes strong momentum fluctuations.

Celestial beast!

Ning Wufeng's pupils narrowed slightly, and he went subconsciously further afield. He took out the sculpture of the ancient **** of snakes, and suddenly a white light rose into the sky. Fushen Ancient God became more than two meters, standing beside him.

The three of Ye Laoda also found Ning Wufeng's anomaly, but they were entangled in the descendants of the devil.

"Woo Porchka."

The descendants of the gods and roars roared, and the strong momentum was in the dancing hands, and turned into a violent magic light and punched a fire spirit bird.

Fire spirit bird galloping up. The dancing flames stunned, bumped into a cloud of gray gas, and screamed screamingly, was instantly swallowed by gray gas.

Ye Bo's pupils shrank, but it took him a lot of effort to build the Quartet sword. Unexpectedly, a face-to-face was destroyed by a demon descent.

"The white tiger kills!" He roared, his spirits burst out, and the white tiger suspended in the air roared and rushed to the descendants of the gods and demons.

Bai Hu turned into thousands of sword lights in the air and whistled out.

"Woo Porchka."

The descendants of the **** and demon Yang opened his hands, and the surrounding spiritual power quickly gathered in the palm of his hand, forming a huge spiritual power group.

He threw out the Lingliguang regiment and smashed the Jianguang that came to the howling. In the mid-air, the Lingli light group turned into a demon dancing with a giant stick, and a cloud of turbid gas flowing behind him.

With a loud roar, the thousands of sword lights transformed into white tigers were instantly wiped out.

Boss Ye was pale and trembled slightly. Good power.

"Kill!" Gu Laogui croaked viciously, dancing physically and mentally like a ghost, and offered a ghost ghost sacrifice in the wind.

The ghost king with blue-faced fangs growled sternly, and flung toward the group of demon spirits with bloodthirsty light. Countless little ghosts flew out behind the Ghost King, affixed to the spiritual power, and quickly devoured the spiritual power.

"Woo Porchka!"

The descendants of the gods and devil roared loudly, and the gods and spirits in the air exploded. The ghost king attached to him was instantly torn by violent spiritual power.

Gu Lao ghost trembled, his face pale. The ghost king he had carefully raised for more than fifty years was actually destroyed by the descendants of the devil.

But before he repented, the descendants of the demon came over suddenly. It was extremely fast, and a blast of blood mist burst in the air.

Gu Laogui was torn directly by the descendants of the demon and burst into a mist of blood. The descendants of the devil greedily absorbed the blood mist in the air and seemed extremely enjoyed.

"Evacuate!" Boss Ye changed his face, hurriedly withdrew the remaining two swords, and evacuated quickly.

"Boss Ye, that little baby is weird!" Hua Sanniang screamed, pointing at Ning Wufeng.

The two immediately rushed towards Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng's face changed and he wanted to take back the ancient **** sculpture, but he did not expect that this big guy did not react at all. Immediately, he sank, and ran away, carrying the ancient **** sculpture.

Liaobu quickly exhibited.

"Little ghost, where do you run!" Ye Boss growled and roared, and the only remaining two-sided spirit swords shot out, extremely fast.

"Old guy, you can catch up if you have the ability." Ning Wufeng said, turning around.

Hiss ...

The green snake spirit sword turned into a dancing green python bouncing against the wind, and a blue light shot toward Ning Wufeng's back.

A bang hit the ancient **** sculpture, and a huge force pushed Ning Wufeng directly into the distance.

hiss……

Ning Wufeng gritted his breath and took a deep breath, but did not expect that this blow just pushed him to the field of the beast lord.

Roar……

I have just escaped the realm of the descendants of the gods and demons and stepped into the territory of a sword and spirit tiger. As soon as Ning Wufeng looked up, he met the fierce eyes of Jian Linghu.

He supported the ancient **** sculpture with one hand, and the extinguishing gun suddenly appeared in his hand.

Pure Sun Shooting-Sun-style.

With a roar, the sword spirit tiger burst out of blood and rushed to Ning Wufeng. Ning Wufeng blasted out and hit him with a bang.

Under the blessing of Juli, Bing Wufeng's power was instantly blessed to 60,000 jin.

But after being hit by the sword spirit tiger, Ning Wufeng still had a numbness in his arm, even if there was an ancient **** sculpture that suppressed the sword spirit tiger's strength to the same level as him. But it is also absolutely strong.

Because even in the same realm, the difference between strength and weakness is still very large.

At this time, Ye Boss and Hua San Niang also caught up. The green snake sword danced, Ye Boss blasted Ning Wufeng with a sword.

Unexpectedly, Ning Wufeng avoided his sword because of his battle with Jian Linghu. Jian Guang hit the sword spirit tiger straight.

Roar……

The sword spirit tiger roared again and was another intruder.

Two sounds of tusks flickered with cold light. When he looked up, he backed up the green snake sword light.

"Huh, there is a spirit tiger against him, and he is against me and died!" Boss Ye snorted coldly. He thought that the sword spirit tiger and Ning Wufeng did not kill, and even Ning Wufeng did not kill him. beast.

He didn't look at this kind of strength at all.

Green snake sword, the light suddenly turned down. Turned into a roaring green python, the single horn flickers with cold light, and the blow is absolutely the power of breaking the rock.

A sharp sword shot at the sword spirit tiger.

The sword spirit tiger was provoked by such a weak human being, and was already furious. Didn't expect him to dare to attack himself?

Roar……

A loud roar made Ye Boss tremble. How could a beast on the ground floor have such strong strength?

"Ye Boss!" Hua Sanniang also rushed over at this time, and the basket in her hand danced with aura.

The sword spirit tiger rushed up and jumped over ten meters high. The sharp claws snapped and pressed against the head of the green python, with a roar, opened the mouth of the blood basin, swallowed the green python directly.

"How can this be?" Boss Ye opened his eyes wide. He Ning Wufeng fought the sword spirit tiger of the five or six strokes, and actually destroyed his green snake sword in person.

The strength of this sword spirit tiger is definitely not weaker than the previous descendants of gods and demons!

"Boss Ye, there's a ghost behind the kid!" Hua Sanniang sang loudly.

"Haha, old guy, try it if you have the skills." Ning Wufeng laughed immediately when he saw Ye's horrified look. He and Boss Ye separated this sword spirit tiger, and he was naturally fearless.

Roar……

The sword spirit tiger roared and rushed to Ye Boss. Mr. Ye hurriedly picked up the last basalt sword and turned it into a thick turtle shell in front of him.

There was a loud noise, and the turtle shell was torn apart. The sharp claws of the sword spirit tiger pierced the turtle's shell directly and pierced Ye Boss's chest.

The blood was dripping, and it fell down. The breath of death came over instantly. Boss Ye snarled loudly and patted it with one palm. Standing backwards.

"Old guy, what are you running, come back to fight." Ning Wufeng laughed, and the spirit sword shot suddenly, pointing at Ye Boss. Ye Boss was shocked, and one of them almost fell to the ground.

"Haha, make you play." Ning Wufeng laughed.

Seeing this scenario, where did Hua Sanniang dare to come forward and fight with sword spirit tiger. One stood over, crossed the sword spirit tiger, and chased towards Ning Wufeng.

Mr. Ye's chest opened the big hole in the bowl, and the beatings of the five internal organs were clearly visible. Ning Wufeng felt a chill in his heart, and if he was hit by such a blow, there would be no way out.

It can be seen that the vitality of Monk Purple Lake is strong. Ye Boss took the elixir, and a ray of light appeared in his hand, tearing apart.

Countless golden light emanated from his hands, as if the fishing net trapped the sword spirit tiger.

Roar……

The sword spirit tiger roared, and was entangled in golden fishing nets.

There was a pity of regret on Ye's face, and he hurriedly withdrew and retreated toward Ning Wufeng.

It is worthy of being a monk in the Purple Lake Realm.

"Not good." Ning Wufeng's face changed, and he hurriedly rushed towards the territory of the descendants of the devil.

Nowadays, these two huge threats can only be solved by virtue of the strength of the descendants of the devil.

In the chess world, because of the ancient **** sculptures, those beasts and gods did not have a great influence on Ning Wufeng. But these two monks in the Purple Lake Realm are definitely deadly killers.

"Little brother, don't run. We have something to say!" Boss Ye snorted. He was seriously injured and his strength was greatly weakened.

"Hee hee," Hua Sanniang also laughed, throwing the flower basket in her hand, covering Xiang Ning without wind, and at the same time said with a smile: "Little baby, don't run. San Niang will not hurt you."

"I believe you have ghosts."

Ning Wufeng had seen through the heart of this femme fatale.

He turned his head and yelled: "Today I will definitely report it!"

Having said that, Ning Wufeng picked up the ancient **** sculpture and hurried out in a hurry.

Hua Sanniang's basket was so fast that she turned towards him. The aura of light dancing in the flower basket, Ning Wufeng only saw it clearly at this time, it turned out to be poison.

The hissing serpent swallowed a serpent shape, and gurgling the turquoise toad ...

Every poison, even if a monk in Tongqiao encounters it, it is definitely explained here today, not to mention Ning Wufeng.

The annihilation gun blasted out, and Ning Wufeng wanted to retreat. After a blow, he hurried back and quit.

Flower baskets are in chase.

"Zhen Tianzhi!"

Ning Wufeng's face sank, and he suddenly slammed a finger at the flower basket. Zhentian refers to the magnificent momentum, turned into an unparalleled shock wave, and slammed into the flower basket.

As the speed of the flower basket stagnates, Ning Wufeng just uses this time to turn into a streamer and rush out hundreds of meters away.

"Little baby, cunning!" Hua Sanniang screamed sharply, and hurried to catch up.

Ye Bo's face turned cold, and he sacrificed another spirit sword. The sword was wavy and turned into a free light in the air.

That light was extremely fast.

Ning Wufeng was shocked, watching the land of the descendants of the devil in front of him.

Roar ...

The descendants of the devil are holding an ancient tree to pass the time. When it saw the aura of light rushing in, it was immediately energizing.

Gumu was shot by him like a javelin.

There was a bang, and Gumu hit the free light. But the speed of the light was so fast that it penetrated the ancient wood and smashed a piece of wood dust rain.

Sword light turned into free light, still shot towards Ning Wufeng's back.