A World Worth Protecting

Some people are dead, some are giving up, and others are still chasing. It is the source of Wang Baole's body. Its brightness is beyond the concept of the torch. It is like a burning volcano. Any monk within two thousand miles can instantly detect the induction. .

The distance is far away, but within a few hundred miles, you can feel the moment of this spiritual source, and it is heart-warming and fanatical. Even if you know it, you may not have a result, but the greed in your heart and that think In the unlikely event, everyone will flock to the direction of the source.

For example, other disciples of the Sun River Zongzong, there are also seventy or eighty people in the scope of this moment. Although they are scattered from each other, and in this secret territory of the moon, they are all acting alone. At this moment, they flash in the eyes. Going to a position, whistling away.

In addition to the Sunshine Sun Yat-Sen, there are also five generations of the Tianzu, apparently not all the five heavenly disciples, knowing what is going on on the back of the moon. After all, the five heavenly celestial beings are composed of many families, and in fact they also have competition and disagreement with each other. So at this moment in this secret territory, looking for opportunities, the five generations of disciples who search for fragments, there are also many. Now, after discovering the source of this spirit, they are fanatical and go straight there.

In the same way, in addition to the forces of the three parties, there are also the masters of the councillors and the small forces attached to the council. In this two thousand miles, the number is also around 100, even if Decentralized, the same choices as other forces, rush to the direction of the source.

Among them, distinguished dignitaries, such as Li Xiu, and awesome, in addition to him, there are two, one is the nephew of the owner of the city of Gan Tiancheng, and the other is the nephew of the owner of the city of Yongle.

These two people have always been arrogant. They also participated in the fruit banquet. Now they are here. For the foundation of Zhiji, they must be aware of the source of the spirit and can give up.

In this way, the forces of all parties gathered together, as if with Wang Baole as the center, gathered into a huge whirlpool, the whirlwind of the rumbling, filled with thousands of miles.

Nowadays, Wang Baole, who is the center of this whirlpool, is whistling in the jungle and calculating the time silently. Although he does not care about the battle of life and death, he is not a killer after all, so if you can rely on killing, solve the current crisis. Then this will be his first choice.

Originally, he also planned this way. As long as he can find the opportunity to squeeze out three days of free time, he can go to build the foundation immediately, but the idea is good, but in practice, there is still some trouble.

For example, at this moment, Wang Baole was in this gallop, his eyes flashed, his right hand lifted up and waved to the back, the spiritual power dissipated, and more arcs filled his right hand, grabbing the flying sword that roared.

This flying sword has a black body, especially the sword on the blade. It seems to contain a very poisonous. At the same time, Wang Baole uses the spiritual power to block it. At the same time, there is an arc in the upper edge of the flying sword. His right hand is not hesitant. A slam, how come this flying sword, how come back...

All of this was flowing, fast and incomparable, and a scream of screams came from the jungle, followed by a figure, rushing out in the jungle, licking his chest and quickly retreating.

But before I retreated, the person trembled, the whole body appeared blue, and the slamming fell to the ground, and he died directly.

From his eyebrows, a gap was broken, and the gray mosquitoes flew directly from them and disappeared into the jungle around Wang Baole.

"Another one." Wang Baole looked cold and cold, recognized the other's clothing, knowing that it was a disciple of the Sun River Zong, on this road, the disciples of the Sun River Sun Yat-sen were not the black boy, this is already the seventh.

They are all very strange, the ability to hide is very strong, and good at sneak attack, if Wang Baole has a mosquito perspective, it is difficult to detect such clear and specific.

Without looking at the body, Wang Baole was about to continue to move deeper, but soon his eyes flashed, and the body suddenly retreated. Almost at the moment he stepped back, there were dozens of techniques of light from the left and right sides, roaring. Come, the speed is fast, directly smashing the surrounding vegetation, shaking the earth directly under the place where Wang Baole was, and splashing the grass.

If it is not Wang Baole's fast dodging, it must be hit by the dozens of techniques.

At the moment of his retreat, the two sides of the jungle immediately rushed out more than 20 people. Most of them were five-day celestial beings, and those that Wang Baole once saw, although not a family, can be a single item. In the murder and greed, there are not too many.

There was no nonsense between them. At the moment of the appearance, these twenty people took greed and went straight to Wang Baole. They never met each other and had no hatred, but now they are here, who is holding Who is the source of such a source, who is the enemy in the eyes of others! As for what kind of situation will be faced after Wang Baole grabbed here, it seems that these people have not considered it in the face of strong greed.

Wang Baole is not an indecisive person, even if he does not have the hobby of killing in his heart, but since he can't squeeze out in three days, there is only one choice in front of him.

"Since I can't squeeze out the time, then it's good to kill time!" Wang Baole's eyes flashed in a flash, and in the moment of the more than twenty fifth-born disciples, his body swayed out, his right hand 掐In the meantime, a flashing arc broke out immediately, and there was a thunder magnetic diffuse. Then a sword of lightning was formed, which roared toward the crowd.

There is no end, as the deputy cabinet owner of the French corps, Wang Baole's Lingbao is numerous, even if it has already consumed some, but it is enough. There are dozens of flying frost swords in the wave, and one piece of self-exploding beads, which spreads for a while. Between the roaring sounds, it shocked the world.

In this chaos, in the more than 20 five-day celestial disciples, one by one, the killings are filled, and the spirits are used to show up the tactics. Wang Baole’s figure moves. He moves like a brontosaurus. The eruption, the sudden sound of a sharp voice, the figure swayed directly to a person in front of him, without hesitation, directly hit the past.

Regardless of how this person's face changes, he quickly retreats and tries to resist, and he does not help. He is directly hit by Wang Baole in the chest, and the blood is sprayed out. His chest is broken and sagged. The whole person makes a scream in the screams. The broken kite was rolled up, and Wang Baole didn't stop at all. When he turned around, he kicked directly to the other's crotch. Even if the person was blocked by the right hand, there was no effect.

With a bang, the arm broke, and then he kicked directly on the crotch of this person, almost screaming in the screams of the adult, the monk twitching and dying.

Even killing two people, Wang Baole is more suffocating, he is very clear, these people are going to kill themselves, the situation at the moment, not you die, or I am dead!

"Kill!" Wang Baole screamed and his body rushed out again. Its speed was fast. Under the battle with more than 20 people, there must be death.

After half a column of incense, I saw only the scattered bodies. The only two of the five celestial beings were pale, with horror and stunned eyes. It seemed to wake up from the previous fanaticism and greed, and screamed. , escaping quickly.

Wang Baole has some asthma. Although there are not many injuries on his body, he can be assassinated with more than 20 people. The consumption is obviously far weaker than that of the French soldiers. It is the scope that Wang Baole can bear. Inside.

As for the two escaped people, Wang Baole squinted and did not intend to pursue it. He was about to leave, but at this moment, he heard a scream, and after a while, he heard another.

This made Wang Baole's eyes flash, he did not give the mosquitoes instructions to kill...

Soon, the gray mosquitoes flew in and floated in front of Wang Baole. After the mosquitoes experienced the killings one after another, the breath was also obviously different. Even under the careful feeling, they could obviously feel the bloodthirsty emitted by the gray mosquitoes. The meaning.

Even for the first time, in front of Wang Baole, it actually burst forth like a resentful, with a hint of hostility, almost at the moment when the sound appeared, immediately surrounded by nine other mosquitoes, slammed around, surrounded by Around Wang Baole, hostile to confront this gray mosquito.

"You are my refining, dare to succumb to the Lord's intentions? Is it daring to fatter?" Wang Baole snorted, the scabbard slammed in the body, suddenly a force of restraint came out, directly shrouded This gray mosquito made the mosquito tremble violently, and the body appeared to be shattered! !

Wang Baole, who has a scabbard, has the power to master the fate of life and death for this mosquito! !

For a long while, this gray mosquito sent out the meaning of seeking forgiveness. This thought was clearly introduced into Wang Bale’s mind, which made his eyes reveal a strange color and gathered the power of the scabbard.

"If there is a next time, break your mouth!" Wang Baole faintly opened, turned and swayed again.

The gray mosquitoes stayed for a while and immediately followed them. Together with other mosquitoes, they continued to spread around and sent out the perspective while guarding.