RNP Chapter 161
Chapter 161
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
Zhu Rong's sudden wail attracted the attention of many witch ancestors.
Di Jiang, who came to his senses, didn't care about the war.
The heart of his brother jumped out and ran away.
The heart is the most important organ for the witch clan.
Almost all the essence and cultivation are stored in it.
Similar to the Hunyuan Jindan in Xuandan's body.
Endless essence and blood are contained in it.
After the heart was separated, Zhu Rong's breath weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His own strength fell from Quasi-Saint to Daluo Jinxian.
In this situation, the witch-lich war is naturally impossible to continue.
The witch clan is in chaos, and the demon clan is not doing well either.
The warlike Kunpeng and the gentle right hand.
Bai Ze, who is good at controlling the overall situation, and his upright hair.
Di Jiang, who came to his senses, picked up a machete and shouted to other witch ancestors.
"Brothers, follow me to chase Zhu Rong's heart. We must bring it back to him."
After that, the remaining ancestor witches dressed in suits and holding machetes chased after him.
There was Dijiang who was good at the law of space.
They soon caught up with Zhu Rong's heart.
But Zhu Rong's heart was very flexible and kept moving around.
Avoiding capture from many ancestor witches.
They even mocked him.
"You are all garbage. You want to stop my desire for freedom."
"It's just a foolish dream. My trick is called walking the dog."
"Go back and tell Zhu Rong that he has erased his spiritual wisdom. I am the master of the body. I will go back."
As soon as the voice fell, Dijiang's face turned red and he raised his machete.
"It's just an organ. You are still yelling."
"You really haven't seen the Panwu Society. I'll kill you, you dog."
At the same time, the remaining ancestor witches also raised their machetes to attack.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Every time the blade of the machete brushed the edge of the heart.
Zhu Rong, who was following closely, had his eyebrows twitching wildly and was trembling with fear.
No, brothers, this is my heart!
What we mean is, you are really not afraid of my heart bursting with a knife, right?
Zhu Rong covered his chest and shouted loudly.
"Brother, brother, that is my heart, don't do it."
"My little heart can't stand it."
After he reminded them, the ancestor witches chasing the heart came back to their senses.
Di Jiang, who was in the lead, scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly.
Damn, I am a little too excited. Why am I still angry with the heart?
Who knew that the heart was just a sprayer, and its little mouth kept chattering.
"That's it? That's it!"
"You can't catch up with me, some birds can't be caged."
"..."
Emperor Jiang's face turned red again, releasing a majestic evil spirit and roaring.
"Suppress it, you must suppress the heart for me, just kill him and it's over."
All the ancestor witches were chasing the heart, making a mess.
Among them, Gonggong suddenly frowned, feeling as if something was missing.
When he came to his senses, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Oh my god, when did my left leg disappear?
Just now, I swallowed the nourishing pill, and it was the left leg that awakened the intelligence, the cowardly waste.
The question is, when did the left leg run away by itself?
Gonggong immediately left the main force and began to look for his left leg.
At the same time, in a very remote location of Buzhou Mountain.
In front of a shallow cave, Gonggong's left leg curled up here and shivered.
It's too scary outside, all fighting.
Why are they so irritable?
As long as everyone gives a little love, the prehistoric world will become a beautiful world.
Gonggong's left leg sang a song to comfort himself.
Unexpectedly, the strong blood and qi exuded attracted a black dragon.
Suddenly, a bloody mouth rushed in through the hole.
Frightened Gonggong's left leg trembled and screamed.
"Fuck, brother, brother, I was wrong, don't mess with me, I have athlete's foot!"
Crack!
Who knew that the moment the black dragon fell into his mouth, his teeth could not bear the weight and were directly broken.
Blood flowed continuously from the corners of his mouth.
The black dragon showed a face full of shock.
He stared at Gonggong's left leg with disbelief.
Damn, it's unrighteous, pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, right?
The black dragon turned around and left without any hesitation.
When he left, he did not forget to take the broken teeth with him.
I mean, it is difficult to be a casual cultivator. It would be nice to refine a magic weapon with this thing.
At the same time, not far away, the demon saint Guiche held up the spirit mirror and kept filming.
He had a meaningful smile on his face.
This is simply the black history of the witch clan.
Other demon saints also recorded the video of the ancestor witch chasing the heart and being ridiculed.
Di Jun's face was full of smiles, and he won without fighting.
ReturnUltimately, we have to thank Xuan Dan for refining this nourishing pill.
We must send out the spirit mirror fiercely to let all living beings in the prehistoric world know the virtues of the Wu clan.
Joining the demon clan is the final wise choice.
While Emperor Jun mocked, his eyes swept over the bodies of many demon saints, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart.
Fortunately, there was no trouble on his side...
Who knew that this idea had just been born.
Kunpeng's warlike personality awakened again and reached its peak.
He looked in the direction of Zhu Rong's heart, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth.
"At this moment, the enemy's weaknesses are all exposed."
"It is the best time to fight the enemy. Go to him, you must go to him."
"Let Zhu Rong die in this Buzhou Mountain, this is an opportunity!"
The right hand still advised in a gentle voice.
"If you attack Zhu Rong, it will definitely attract other ancestor witches to attack."
"The final result will still be unfavorable to you. Be obedient and we won't go."
"Stay here honestly. The ancestor witches have seen how powerful you are. You are the best child."
Unexpectedly, these words could not soothe the heart of the belligerent Kunpeng.
He still looked at the heart of Zhu Rong who was running constantly with a burning gaze.
With greed in his eyes, he said coldly.
"No, this opportunity is rare. Fight, it's cool!!!"
After that, Kunpeng was about to use the escape method to attack.
Who knew that at this moment, the originally gentle right hand suddenly grabbed his ear.
"I can't hear you talking to me?"
"I don't want to repeat the same words for the second time."
"I am Shu Daoshan. If you don't stop, I will beat you to death!"
Kunpeng's originally majestic momentum suddenly softened.
Being grabbed by his own right hand, his face was full of embarrassment.
The attitude of the right hand became gentle again.
"It's okay, I'll be obedient, I'm a good kid."
"I won't bother with those barbarians, you're the best."
"Just be obedient, I'll beat you if you don't."
This scene was also photographed by countless onlookers.
"Kunpeng and his right hand are so romantic"
"The ancestor witch raised a knife to chop the brother's heart, if you are a brother, come and chop me"
"The warlike ancestor witch's cowardly legs"
...
The originally fierce battle between witches and liches suddenly turned into a circus performance.
Bai Ze stared at the messy scene with his eyebrows raised.
He reached out and touched his hair again.
Hmm... It seems that he is still the luckiest one.