Urban divine farmer medical immortal

"How can it be? Even nuclear missiles can't kill them!"

The high-level of all countries panicked. Nuclear weapons were the most powerful means at that time, and also the foundation of all big countries. In this world, those who control nuclear weapons have a greater say. But no one thought that the always invincible nuclear weapons could not hurt these outsiders.

On the huge black ship, Lei Huo's face was calm. Looking at the broken energy shield around him, he said indifferently: "it's better to belittle these aborigines. It's a pity that they are still too weak."

We should know that although the explosion of nuclear weapons is powerful, the real damage still depends on radiation.

It's just that the physical body of these people in the immortal sect has been extraordinary for a long time, and the impact of radiation on them is almost negligible. That is to say, the most powerful attack on the earth at present does no harm to these outsiders.

"Lei Huo, we don't have time to play with you here. I have to find the killer who killed Lihuo Jianjun. Goodbye."

The red robed man flies with his sword and leaves from the huge black boat.

"Ha ha, this mission is to find the spirit body, so let's leave."

Obviously, the people on this big black ship are not a force, and even have their own differences.

However, for the changes of the outside world, Sunan did not know. Somewhere on the Tianshan Mountain, he was concentrating on refining pills.

"I've failed four times, and I'm sure I'll succeed this time."

Sunan clenched his lips, unkempt, and his face was full of black ash. He looked very funny, but his eyes were shining.

When Southern Jiangsu was concentrating on alchemy, a series of changes took place in China.

A red robed man with a group of people suddenly appeared in the martial arts circle of China. He came to the door to challenge the major families in the martial arts circle of China.

Bajimen!

At this time, the whole court had been kicked to pieces. The old master of bajimen was the top master of the grand master. At this time, his chest collapsed, his arms were broken, and he fell to the ground. He was on the martial arts field of bajimen.

Baji Wuzi joined hands to surround the fiery red man in the middle.

"Bang bang!"

A red figure in the martial arts arena across, bajimen Wuzi all upside down and out, five people spit blood together, the body will bajimen's courtyard broken, suddenly, bajimen disciples rushed on, surrounded the red man in the middle, eyes angry and staring at the man above the martial arts arena.

I saw that face with a bit disappointed, repeatedly shaking his head at the people he defeated.

"You guys are so weak that you can't even take one of my moves. It's really boring."

The red robed man was disappointed.

The disciples of bajimen were furious when they heard the words, but they felt helpless. Even the strongest five sons of bajimen could not resist this man's move. If they went up, they were just insulting themselves.

"Who on earth is he? The martial arts world has never seen such a master? The strength of Baji Wuzi is there. The master can be said to be invincible. He can't even stop his move. Isn't he a congenital king? But there are only a few congenital kings in the martial arts world. I've never seen him

The disciples of bajimen were puzzled.

The old master of bajimen, who was lying on the ground, was helped up, covered his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood. He came to the man in the red robe and asked, "your cultivation is very powerful. We bajimen are not your opponent. I don't know what your origin is, so that I can understand why bajimen lost."

"Ha ha ha, if you want to know the origin of this seat, do you want to revenge?" The man in the red robe laughed and said, "well, I'll tell you this group of aborigines, the dry fire sword king of this sword palace."

"Dry fire sword king?"

Bajimen's face was at a loss. He had never heard of the name.

"It's impossible for you to know the name of this seat." Qian Huo Jian Jun points to the old master of Baji sect and asks, "tell me who killed my younger martial brother Li Huo Jian Jun!"

"Your younger martial brother? Li Huo Jian Jun? "

Although ordinary people don't know Lihuo sword king, Lihuo sword in the hands of Sunan has already become the common knowledge of martial arts and Taoism.

"Are you from the fairy gate?"

The old master of Baji sect exclaimed, and everyone changed color.

"Eh, you know the fairy gate. It seems that you have met my younger martial brother." Dry fire sword King surprised way.

The old master of Baji sect shook his head: "master, it's more than 100 years since the fire sword king. How can I meet your younger martial brother?"

"Also, there are too few of you who can live for a hundred years."

Dry fire sword King shakes his head.

Then he looked at them jokingly and said, "well, although your cultivation is low, it's also a spiritual body. It's just right to give me a sword."

"What did you say?"

The old master of bajimen's face changed greatly, but three red flying swords flew out of each other's cuffs. In an instant, he reaped his life. Only a few breaths later, the whole bajimen was destroyed.

"The Baji gate has been destroyed!"

Almost instantly, the news spread all over the world of martial arts.

"Who did it? Why is there no news?"

At first, they didn't even know about the collapse of a sect, which made countless people in the martial arts world tremble.

"The Vatican is just like this. Thanks to you, the Vatican is also a vassal force of the angel clan. Unexpectedly, it is so vulnerable. Alas, you natives are too weak, and my younger martial brother died too far away."

Dry fire sword king one sword cuts off a red dress big religious leader of the Holy See, sighs a way.

"Don't be arrogant, you just support the Pope's absence, otherwise you can't be arrogant!"

The next Vatican disciple was furious.

"Oh? Are you very good Dry fire sword King shows a trace of smile.

"Of course, our Pope is a natural king, and now he is second in the list of heaven and man."

The emperor of dry fire sword immediately lost interest on his face and said faintly: "the second in the list of heaven and man, then someone is more powerful than your Pope. Who is the first in the list of heaven and man?"

"It's Mr. Su!"

These people of the holy see are gnashing their teeth at Southern Jiangsu. They are eager to let this man deal with southern Jiangsu.

"Mr. Su, it's a very powerful name."

Dry fire sword gentleman touched to touch chin, very interesting way.

"Of course, since his debut, he has never been defeated. Moreover, he once killed the immortal sect alone, and his power is extremely terrifying. Even if the land immortals are present, he is not necessarily his opponent."

Although it is suspected that the words will help others to destroy their prestige, the people of the Holy See still tell the truth.

"Oh, really?"

The dry fire sword King laughed and said: "I didn't expect that there were such people in a barren place. Ha ha, even the land gods were not in the eyes. You aborigines are really arrogant. You have never seen the land gods. How can you know the terror of the land gods?"

"Where is Su Laomo?"

Dry fire sword king asks a way.

In the face of questioning, he answered helplessly: "South China, Shennong school!"

"What a Shennong sect. I'd like to have a look at it. It's just a native who looks at the sky from a well. How dare he not look at the land gods."

The dry fire sword king gives a cold hum. His voice contains boundless evil spirit. He flies away in the form of a sword. The speed is amazing. The Holy See's scalp is numb. Is this man a land immortal?