Thunder Martial

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The reddish-brown earth, such as fresh blood, is sprinkled, cracking a huge crack, spreading for several kilometers, like being forcibly opened by a sharp weapon. The towering mountain peaks are disconnected straight from the middle, and the Guanghua's cut surface has been covered with weeds after a long period of time.

Here is the ancient battlefield, a piece of land that has been sunk. Bone, broken soldiers, and broken walls can be seen everywhere. Looking around, there are traces of fighting everywhere.

This is the place where the ancients fought against the aliens in ancient times. In the past, it may have been a bustling place where the strong people gathered. But now, desolate, dead, lifeless.

"The ancient battlefields are treasures everywhere, treasures?" Looking at the desolate land surrounded by a decent old tree, the monk could not help complaining. "This **** place, where there are treasures, we were cheated!"

They have been here for two days. For two days, except for a few weeds, they didn't even see a living thing.

It’s dead, desolate, even a bird, even a bug.

The bones that are seen are on the edge of weathering, and the broken soldiers are even more powerful, even the scrap iron is not as good. For two days, I didn't see a figure, and I didn't even see the treasures everywhere. The monk was very disappointed.

"This is a land, equivalent to a small world, a very large area, and then go out and say it." Zi Yan said faintly, his patience is only a little more than the monk, and has not lost control.

After an hour, the two finally found out.

It was a stone wall with some patterns engraved on it, like some kind of inheritance. The two eyes lit up and the speed increased.

There are several kinds of swordsmanship on the stone wall, but it is only half, and the other half is broken. And after a long period of time, the true meaning of swordsmanship has passed with the years, and several swordsmanships are only left in shape and vague.

The swordsmanship that has been passed down from ancient times is naturally a powerful sword technique. Unfortunately, it is impossible to truly understand.

"It's a pity, look at this spiritual power, it should be just not long after the loss, we will come soon!" The monk sighed low. The eyes of Zi Yan are also full of regrets, but they silently remember these styles, ready to be reserved for the lightning teenager, to see if the other party can restore this ancient sword skills.

With the discovery that is not found in front of the eyes, the spirit of the two people is obviously a lot, and for the treasure, once again full of hope.

"boom!"

In the absence of warning, the stone wall suddenly exploded, and a violent energy wave gushed from the stone wall. The stone wall is broken, and the gravel roars. For example, the hidden weapon is usually shot on two people. There is a strong force on the gravel, and even two people are flying.

"Human, die!"

Then, from the blasted stone wall, a bright figure emerged, and the cold thoughts came out, and they rushed straight toward the purple sable.

"Peng!"

The speed of light and shadow is almost comparable to the speed. The purple scorpion that had just been hit by the flight, but it was too late to react, was hit by the light and shadow that was instantaneously rushed. And before the purple scorpion fell to the ground, it flew back hundreds of meters.

In the body of the purple scorpion, the blood rushed and vomited. This blow is surprisingly large. If it is not that he has a purple gold armor, this blow will be hit hard even if it has a perfect body. And if you change the general air, after suffering this blow, you must fall.

The light and shadow stopped in the air and turned into a thing. After seeing the purple scorpion without incident, in the cold eyes, there was a more humanized accident.

"What is that?" At this time, the monk saw the light and shadow, and made a strange call.

The light and shadow in midair turned out to be a mouse, only one meter in size, standing in the air, shining like a sun, making people unable to look directly.

"Good guy, just a mouse, almost killed me." The purple scorpion climbed from the ground, and the body was stained with reddish-brown soil. The hair was unkempt and somewhat embarrassing.

“Is this an ancient beast?” The monk’s eyes are in direct light and are slowly approaching.

The glowing mouse, looking at the human beings who are approaching, the little eyes slid and turned, and then there was light in the eyes.

"Standing, humble human!" The glowing mouse suddenly burst into a cold, and the cold spirit came out.

The purple cicada is a glimpse of the monk, and this reminds me that the other party will pass the sound. The two stopped subconsciously and then looked at the glowing mouse with interest.

"Humble humans, have you licked your dog's eyes? Seeing this savage mouse is still not squatting?" The glowing mouse burst into tears again, first screaming.

"During the spirit of the mouse? Under the squat?" Zi Yan and the monk look at each other, the eyes have a playful color.

"Hey! You are from the outside world. It is really a humble human being. There is no common sense. It is really ignorance to the extreme." The spirited mouse put on a proud posture, and said: "I saw this savage mouse. In the next period of time, you only have to follow this adult, wait for the slaves, serve as a slave, and serve the adults. Then when you leave, the adults will give you a big gift and let you be satisfied. Leave."

Hearing the words of the spirited mouse, the expression of the purple and the monk became strange. The other party seems to know a lot, and they know that they are from the outside world and will leave.

"During the spirit of the mouse, are you an ancient beast?" The monk suddenly asked, posing a humble form.

"Humble human beings, haven't even heard of the spirited rats? This adult is naturally an ancient beast, not right, it is a beast!"

There is a smile on the corner of Zi Yan. The appearance of the monk, but became more humble, once again asked: "That dare to ask the spirit of the mouse, you are pure blood of the ancient beast, oh no, is the pure blood of the beast?"

"Human, put away your ignorance and ignorance!" The spirit rat angered, "You are in the shackles of the great savage mouse, this adult is unique, is the strongest beast."

"Then what you mean is that you are all treasures on your body?" The expression of the monk's humbleness disappeared, and the waist was straightened. The voice was louder and louder.

"Despicable humans... you, what are you doing?" Seeing the two men succumbing to the good intentions, the spiriting rats put away their proud expressions.

"We need some flesh and blood of ancient beasts, used for baptism, hope that the devils can give alms and fulfill us." Zixiao smiled, his expression became awkward, and his speed was not reduced.

"Damn! I saw the great Devouring Rat, you don't pay homage, you dare to hit my mind." The spirit of the mouse is anxious, "You are looking for death!"

As the voice fell, its whole body glowed for another three minutes, then rushed toward the monk, and the small eyes were full of ferocity.

"Amitabha! Also look for adults to give flesh and blood!" The monk mouth is sacred, the treasure is solemn, the golden light flashes around, a golden mask appears. The golden runes circulate, and the old monks of the chanting reappear.

The strongest defense!

"Peng!"

The light and shadow that turned into a squirrel mouse hit the monk, causing a burst of sound, and shocking the golden scorpion. The monk was volleyed, and the defensive mask of the whole body was constantly twisted and trembled, eventually blocking the blow. The monk did not retreat in one step, and the spirited mouse was shaken out.

"Hey!"

The devouring mouse that had just been shaken was turned into a light and flew in the opposite direction. It is very fast, not slower than the extreme speed, and at the same time the voice threatens. "Dare to be disrespectful to the great savage mouse. The next time you meet, it is your death."

"You are no longer the next time." The voice of the purple singer sounded at the right time. I don't know when he had reached the front of the squirrel, and the golden rifle in his hand danced toward the squirrels.

"Peng!"

The squirrel was swept away by the scorpion, and the figure of one meter was smashed into the ground, and a deep pit was pulled out.

"Give me out!"

However, the next moment, the purple singer screamed and slammed toward the ground, and the brown-red ground split, and a strong force again shook the squirrels.

But as soon as it appeared, it was covered with a golden palm print, and it was covered on the head. It suddenly turned the stunned mouse to stunned and did not distinguish things.

"puff!"

The purple scorpion holds a long gun, but it is also blinking, and the golden guns are surging, directly stabbing the body of the squirrel. The golden light is rippling, and the squirrels are flying again.

The two men launched attacks in succession, even if they were a Dan Yuan, they would die, but they fell on the Devouring Rat, but they did not even hit a drop of blood.

"It's not an ancient beast, it's all out!" The two men who saw this scene were not depressed, but their eyes became more heated. The harder it is to kill, the more likely it is that the other person is an ancient beast.

After that, the two played a full-scale attack.

The dull explosion, constantly ringing, is like a storm-like attack, falling on the body of the squirrels.

"Ah... you damn, you are disrespectful to the great Devils!"

"Humble human beings, offended the spirited rat, you are finished!"

"Ah... it hurts me, you are blaspheming the gods!"

The screams of the squirrels are constantly ringing, accompanied by a scream and curse.

"puff!"

Finally, after the repeated attacks, the light of the squirrel's body became dim, and at the same time, a little bit of fresh blood was coughed up in the small mouth.

This is the glowing blood, the light, just like the blood of the swallowing wolf, and the blood contains a lot of spiritual power.

"Sure enough, it is an ancient beast!"

"Ancient beast, finally found the ancient beast!"

After seeing the blood that was condensed and not scattered, the expression of the purple sable and the monk ~www.ltnovel.com~ became more exciting. The two look, become more hot, the atmosphere of the whole body, and strong three points.

"No... don't kill me!"

Seeing this scene, the heart of the mouse has raised fear. These two humans, but really want to kill.

The fluffy voice followed, and another round of fighting began. And this time, the attack power of the two people is obviously much stronger, and the spirited rats cough again.

The glowing blood is constantly stimulating the two, giving a more intense attack.

"No... don't kill me, the value of my life is higher than death."

"Peng!" "Peng!" The attack sounded again.

"I... I am not an ancient beast, I am just an ordinary monster! I beg you, don't kill me!"

"Peng!" "Peng!"

The two crazy men, once again attacked.