The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 3099
He Jinhong laughed angrily: "Do you really think that you dare to talk to me like that because you are stronger than me?"

"If you are not convinced, I can beat you until you are convinced." The old man paused and said, "But at that time, it is up to you to say what you want to say or to survive."

This is blatant contempt and threat.

The anger on He Jinhong's face flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" The old man's face and tone were full of disbelief, "That's the head of your sect, don't you know? You are the Supreme Elder, are you looking for my happiness?"

The old man's face was already very cold.

"I said I don't know, but I just don't know!" It can be seen that He Jinhong has been suppressing his anger. He is very aggrieved. He was about to leave, but this person suddenly appeared. He had fought against him before, which made him feel terrible enemy.Although he fought back quickly and left quickly at that time, he did not see the appearance of the person he was fighting with. However, most of the cultivators can be distinguished by the opponent's aura, and he clearly felt When he arrived, the person standing in front of him was the one who had fought against him before.

The opponent was stronger than him in terms of strength alone. At that time, he was still wearing spirit weapon gloves. Moreover, the opponent also had a high-grade spirit weapon. No matter what, he was not the opponent's.

Moreover, the old man's attitude was very tough and his tone was not polite, which made He Jinhong feel very depressed, but there was nothing he could do. The opponent was not only powerful, but also had an even stronger force behind him.He Jinhong saw the false gods who came with him, so he ran away without hesitation.

The team of Jindan soldiers alone already made him shudder, and dozens of False Gods appeared, which challenged his nerves, and he had to run.Who knows, besides False God, what kind of existence has come.

The old man said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, just tell me how to open this portal."

He Jinhong's complexion changed drastically, and he smiled angrily: "Do you think it's possible?"

"You are a smart person, you should not consider the possibility of the impossible, but the possibility of surviving." The old man said meaningfully.

"You're threatening me!" In He Jinhong's eyes and face, there was nothing but anger except anger.

"You can take it as a threat." The old man still looked indifferent, "The situation is stronger than others, you should know that you have no chance of winning if you fight in front of me."

He Jinhong shouted loudly, and immediately stood up: "That's not necessarily the case!"

Between his hands, there was a strange green light flashing, like a hurricane, rushing towards the old man.

The old man shook his head: "Overthinking one's abilities."

After speaking, the light flashed, and the silver writing brush appeared in his hand.

With a swipe of his hand, he said, "Draw the ground as a prison!"

Then, streaks of silver light quietly entered the air and disappeared.

He Jinhong was originally imposing, and he had prepared for a long time before making a move. He counterattacked with the intention of killing with one blow. In his opinion, even if he couldn't kill the opponent, he could still seriously injure him.

However, the other party didn't even need to move his feet. He just flicked his hand in the air, and he felt that the surrounding space seemed to be squeezed towards him from all directions. His speed suddenly slowed down. When it was time to breathe, his body couldn't move, and he stopped in the air involuntarily.

He looked terrified and kept breaking free, but he was always stuck in the air, unable to move.

"How?" The old man held a pen in one hand and stood upright in the other, as if he was an expert from outside the world.

He Jinhong's face was pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "Standards, the power of rules, how, how is it possible!"

The old man smiled without saying a word.

I frowned, and Li Chuchen exclaimed, "The power of rules!"

Afterwards, his face was extremely solemn: "It turned out to be the power of rules, how is this possible?"

"You all find it unbelievable, don't you think it's impossible?" No. [-] Bubai shook his head and said.

Li Chuchen said: "I also think it's impossible, but..."

But that was too frightening, it was just a simple sentence, one movement, and the opponent could not move, as if he was nailed in the air, and his posture was still very awkward.

"The power of rules?" No. [-] Invincible said with a chuckle, "With my original state, I dare not say how much power of rules I have been exposed to. He is a mere cultivator at the peak of the False God, and he can't even reach the metamorphosis. Master the power of rules?"

Li Chuchen said: "Perhaps, it's his spiritual weapon."

Some magic weapons are extremely powerful in themselves. From the beginning of the world to the present, I don’t know how many years have passed and how many eras have been experienced. In a long time ago, the magic weapons themselves may contain the power of rules and are very powerful.

Even after a long time, due to various reasons, maybe because of war, or because of the erosion of time, those magic weapons are no longer complete and become incomplete. However, some incomplete magic weapons may still contain some The power of rules.

Li Chuchen is the head of the sect, and he is not completely ignorant of some ancient things.

"That is a spiritual weapon made by a master craftsman." The first invincible said indifferently, "I can tell you with certainty that it is absolutely impossible to be a broken fragment of a magic weapon, let alone contain the so-called power of rules. "

"Then how did he do it?" Li Chuchen looked towards the picture on the wall, and saw that He Jinhong was struggling constantly, and the cold sweat was streaming out of his body, which soon soaked his clothes. Pale, like white paper, with no blood left.

He hasn't seen through yet, that old man doesn't have the so-called power of rules at all, and with his strength, he is far from worthy of talking about the power of rules.

However, he is trapped now, or trapped in an understatement, and his courage has been frightened.

Originally, according to his thinking, even if he was a little worse than the opponent, he was not much worse, so he chose to make a move, intending to fight the opponent, force him away, and then leave, but the idea is good , the result is different.

Supreme Elder He Jinhong, after the French resistance failed, he has decisively chosen to give up: "I surrender."

He finally said the word surrender, not refuge.

If he felt ashamed before, then now, there is no trace of shame on his face.

He felt that the opponent's strength was much stronger than his, and he was a fierce man who had already touched the power of the rules. Even if he surrendered, it would not be a shameful thing.

"Hehe." The old man said with a chuckle, "You want to surrender?"

(End of this chapter)