Instant Kill

Nan Ming and Nan Zhichun were terribly nervous, because they were both on Guo Twelve's altar. In case Guo Twelve turned over, the two had no resistance.

Guo Shizuo laughed and said, "Do you think I will believe it? The last time ... normal, the last two ... are you idiot, or am I an idiot?"

Jin Longqing knew that the other party would no longer believe in himself. The killing intention in his heart was great. He said: "It's a shame, I hope you can remember that the person who killed you ... is Jin Longqing of the Gujin family! If you have the next life, the most Do n’t mess with our Gujin family! "

Guo Twelve looked at him speechlessly, and said, "Laozi has not only his next life, but also his next life." He smiled and said: "Oh? You can kill me with such confidence? Then try it!" Dao: "Handsome old man, I can't stop his blow. If you don't shoot, we will finish together! Rest assured, I will definitely not resist, kill if you kill it!"

The handsome old man yelled and said, "You are a bastard, a rogue ... how can you be someone like you ... it's almost a **** to get home, alas, without this kind of play, I'm suffering ... I met such an unscrupulous guy. "

Guo twelve laughed, he held his arms and looked like you would kill them. He really didn't plan to do it, because he knew that even if he did it, there was a big difference in strength, and the leapfrog challenge had a certain limit. His ability was placed here, and the level of sacrifice offering was also here. May win, but also fart.

The handsome old man prepared in a hurry, and he knew through his soul that Guo Xie was really upset this time. Once the altar shatters, Guo Twelve may not die, but he must die.

A golden gun floated out. The Necromancer is a sacrificial treasure for handsome old men, and a sacrificial treasure for up to six grades. Guo Twelve didn't do it, and the handsome old man had to push it up. This unscrupulous master made him helpless.

Jin Longqing was a little bit arrogant, he said: "Not in a hurry, prepare slowly, hey, if you can take me a blow ... I won't kill you." He said in a cat-like tone. You must know that his sacrificial treasure is up to the fourth grade. If you sacrifice for a while, you can reach the fifth grade.

Bullied the opponent with an offering treasure close to the fifth grade, Jin Longqing had full confidence, and the opponent's altar could be broken with one blow. The opponent only has the strength of two layers of altars, and can have at most three ranks of sacrifice treasures. Generally speaking, professionals who have altars can hardly advance their sacrifice treasures with the advancement of the altar. Most of them differ by one grade, so if Guo Twelve takes out one or two grades of sacrifice treasures, that ’s normal. If you have a third-grade offering, it is not normal.

Jin Da Ya knew that Guo Twelve's sacrificial treasure was of third grade, but he didn't tell Jin Longqing, although he also hated Guo Twelve.

The extermination gun floated on the top of Guo Twelve's head, turning slowly like a pointer. In fact, this has nothing to do with Guo Xie. They are all controlled by handsome old men in secret, but outsiders cannot detect it.

Jin Longqing sneered: "Are you ready?" He looked very generous, but in essence, a master of a four-layer altar against a person of a two-layer altar was an excessive thing in itself.

Guo Twelve smiled shyly and said, "Wait again ..."

Jin Longqing said: "I will give you a chance to play fairly, and say it when you are ready!"

Even the disciples of the Gujin family felt blushed, Jin Longqing was really thick-skinned, and even said it was a fair fight. There are also many disciples who are so excited that they can see the ancestor killing an altar master. This is not an easy task.

Guo Twelve had infinite expectations in his heart. He wanted to see how powerful the wooden needle of the other party was, and he could fight against the Sixth Grade Necromancer. A handsome old man is a handsome old man, and just taking out an offering is a sixth grade.

In fact, at this time, Jin Longqing felt a little uneasy, because Guo Twelve seemed too calm and did not realize the consciousness of being killed. It seemed that he did not care about life or death at all.

Guo Twelve held his arms firmly, and did not interfere. His soul fluctuated for a while: "Handsome old man, it's almost time to shoot."

The handsome old man scolded: "You little bastard!" He hid in the altar and played a series of spells. The golden gun gradually extended from a ruler-length gun to a three-meter-long gun, which looked unremarkable.

Guo Twelve pretended to be mock-up: "Wait a little longer ... just fine."

Jin Longqing couldn't help but smile, he said: "Just your sacrifice? Okay, wait for you for a while, but hurry up, die early and finish ..."

His voice did not fall, he heard Guo twelve roar: "Fight!"

The handsome old man played thousands of spells in an instant, and the golden spear pierced out with a whistling sound.

The extermination gun didn't move, and Jin Longqing couldn't see anything wrong, but as soon as the extermination gun moved, he immediately noticed that the overwhelming pressure of soul was like a mountain. How can a professional with two layers of altars issue such soul coercion?

Jin Longqing was frightened with cold sweat, and quickly cast a spell, the giant wooden needle greeted him with a roar. He scrambled a little wooden ring, and in an instant, seven wooden rings formed seven shields of defensive symbols, immediately covering the altar. Then he saw an incredible scene.

The wood needle hasn't had time to change, the necromancer is already **** for tat.

嗤 ……

With a weird sound, the three-meter long body of the extermination gun was submerged in the wooden needle, and it came out of the tail instantly. I saw countless fine cracks on the giant wooden needle, and there was a clicking sound.

Jin Longqing felt very sad and beckoned to take back the wooden needle. He has been cultivating this wooden needle for more than ninety years, and the quality has reached the fourth grade. After cultivating for a period of time, he can be promoted to the fifth grade. As soon as the recalled spell was played, I heard the sound of "Bang".

The giant wooden needles turned into countless wooden thorns and fell down one after another. The Necromancer smashed the opponent's offering.

Jin Longqing shouted, "My sacrificial treasure ..."

Jin Daya whispered happily: "Hey, call you crazy! You are powerful ... not the same as **** finished ..."

Jin Longqing was furious, and he yelled angrily: "Go!" The gold pestle above his head greeted the extermination gun.

The handsome old man sneered: "This fool, even touched the mortal sacrifice treasure with the old man's extermination gun, hey, let you taste it!" A dozen hand mantras shot out: "Heavenly stab ... thousands of thorns!"

The extermination gun turned into countless golden lights, and met the golden pestle.

Ping! Ping! Ping ...

Piercing like a storm. Skystrike is the most basic attacking method of the extermination gun. This is also the helplessness of the handsome old man. After all, he is a sacrificial spirit, not a real altar master. He can only control part of the power of the extermination gun. Simply put, You can command a physical attack with a necrotic gun, but you can't use a necrotic gun to issue an attribute attack.

Guo Twelve embraced his arms and smiled as he watched the attack of the extermination gun. As for Nanming and Nanzhichun, they have been silly for a long time, and neither of them can believe their eyes. A professional with two layers of altars, a master who played four layers of altars has no power to fight back. This is just a joke.

Jin Longqing was beaten and blinded, and there was a chaos in his head, subconsciously directing the altar back.

Golden pestle was his mortal sacrifice treasure. Under the storm-like impact of the extermination gun, a series of cracks appeared. He suddenly awakened, and then beat, the golden pestle was about to finish. He howled and tried his best to resist the spell. But how to deal with the sixth grade spirit extermination gun.

At first, Jin Daya laughed at Jin Longqing. When he saw that Jin Longqing was beaten with no power to fight back, he also panicked and shouted, "All back! Damn it ... how so powerful ... back! Retreat! "He didn't dare to rush up anymore. His sacrificial treasures were almost broken, and the altar also broke a part. How dare to rush forward again.

Jin Longqing didn't let him go, yelling: "Da Ya, go!" He wanted to win a chance. He was too careless, not only lost his first hand, but also couldn't resist the other party's attack. Dodge.

The attack of the handsome old man is completely different from that of Guo Twelve. This guy was a super master during his lifetime. He used to have a seven-story altar. He always locked first, so that the other party could not teleport. Ground attack, not allowing the other party to have a breathing chance.

Guo Twelve opened his eyes, and he discovered that he was far from the handsome old man. He couldn't resist the fluctuation of his soul and applauded: "The old man is powerful, the old man is powerful!"

Jin Da Ya jumped angrily: What is "Da Ya ...... Shang"? He retreated straight back. Fools only go up, everyone is an ancestor, even if it is one level lower than you, it is not your turn to command.

Jin Longqing jumped anxiously and cried out: "Da Ya ... you **** ... come on!"

Jin Daya said coldly: "Go to your mother's head ... I want to protect the disciples!" Then he said: "Huh, the people at the two-tier altar can actually leapfrog and challenge someone to yell, then The birdman is still a four-layer altar ~ www.readwn.com ~ was beaten up and screaming for help, humming, it's embarrassing! "

The golden pestle has been withdrawn. Jin Longqing dared not continue to fight, and then used the golden pestle to block it, and his life sacrifice offering will be completely finished. Never seen such a fierce golden gun, he almost vomited blood, coupled with Jin Daya's sneer and irony, repeating what he called him again, he was really going crazy.

Poof! puff!

Two layers of wooden rings were broken, Jin Longqing was frightened to retreat, but where could the altar be faster than the extermination gun.

Poof! puff! puff!

Is another three-layer wooden ring broken. A total of seven layers of defensive wooden rings broke into five layers at once, and there were two layers left. If you hit it again, you would attack the altar. His face was pale, his face was trembling, and he regretted it in his heart: I knew this guy was so powerful, why did he provoke him?

A burst of cold spurts out, pulling out a long white tail smoke. Jin Longqing wanted to cry without tears, and now he even lost his desperate offerings, and could only resist it with cold flames. However, Han Yan is not suitable for defense. He just asks Han Yan to stop it so that he can start the defense of the altar itself. Up to now, he has no time to open the altar defense. I can imagine how clever the old man's attack method is.

The handsome old man ’s necromancer had just come into contact with Han Yan, and he was surprised to hear: "Why, there is such a baby ... Oops, this idiot ... Actually sacred it into a memorial treasure ... too stupid ... "

Guo Twelve puzzled: "What kind of stuff is this?" To the handsome old man's surprise, it must not be an ordinary thing, this old man's vision can be high.

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