Chapter 1852: Bloodthirsty Shura (4,000 words, 2 in 1)

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The so-called moving the whole body is like this. With Ning Tianlin's first attack, it caused a large-scale commotion in the rear, and the horrific spirit that frequently erupted filled the void of the entire Mosha clan headquarters ...
At the same time, after a careful search, Wu Dao Xuan, who had hidden his breath, cleverly avoided those sinister traps, and finally found a hidden place and reached the coordinate position.
And the place where his eyes are looking at is the place where the real head of the magic sand clan is.
The Mosha patriarch at this moment is no different from the energy body that previously appeared outside the castle.
A pair of scarlet eyes pupils of the Mosha clan are staring at the hard-won exotic treasure on the stone platform. Under the bright reflection, the dark black luster on the precious treasure is reflected.
Just staring at the different treasures on the stone platform for such a long time, the magic sand clan sighed deeply and looked up for a while, then slowly held the different treasures in his hands.
"Damn, who sent the mysterious little bastard? He knew the details of this baby so clearly."
Obviously, even at such a moment, the patriarch of the Mosha clan still did not believe in Ning Tianlin, and he really just entered this deserted sea sand alone.
No wonder he thinks so. Judging by Ning Tianlin's age, he is only a few hundred years old. With the time in the universe of those who are strong, tens of thousands of years can be ignored.
However, Ning Tianlin practiced to the realm of the universe master at the age of several hundred years, which had to make the chief of the magic sand clan think about his true origin.
The horrific cultivation talent is important, but it cannot be achieved without the support of strong family cultivation resources. If one of the two is lacking, it will certainly not reach such a state.
Moreover, it is the details of this strange treasure. It is definitely impossible to know the age and cultivation of Ning Tianlin. He has not touched the qualification of this level.
It is really impossible to think of any thoughts of the Masha clan patriarch. Naturally, he understands that Chi is changing, not to mention that the other party has already pointed out the name of the Taoist surname, so that he cannot be afraid.
"No, I can't control that much."
"Can't wait any longer, the kid is really too weird, so I'm afraid there will be another change."
After staring at Yibao and pondering for a moment, the Masha patriarch took a deep breath, as if making a difficult decision, murmured.
This forcible integration of different treasures is also extremely risky. A little carelessness will leak the terrorist energy in the different treasures.
The energy leaked inside him was enough to blast his mighty flesh and explode on the spot.
If there is a risk, of course, there will be a return. If the fusion of the different treasures is successful, it is equivalent to his natural treasure. No one should think about contaminating the treasure easily.
The reason why he did not choose to integrate with the ontology before was that the Mosha clan did not have much confidence that he could successfully integrate this strange treasure, and the consequences of his failure were also unwilling to bear.
Another important reason is that in his impression, only he knew the true role of this strange treasure.
He didn't even tell the closest guard captain, let alone how did the other people in Cangmo Haisha know? So he has absolutely no need to take this risk.
But after hearing the disappearance of the eight major divisions some time ago, the Masha patriarch was a little worried about the strange treasures in his hands.
Because it happened too suddenly, and there were no signs of it in advance, so he had to guard against it.
Therefore, it took him a few days to bring Yi Bao to such a secret place, and even that Cang Lei had never been in this secret room.
"let's start..."
A somber murmur, a fierce flash of light on the face of the Masha tribe's long urn, no longer the color of hesitation before.
After a moment, under the action of his mental power, Yibao rises up in the air, staying in front of the line of sight, and at the same time, his hands slowly form a few knots in front of him.
With the change of the knot in the hands of the Masha patriarch, Yibao suddenly trembled violently, and the quaint black luster on it gradually disappeared.
When the black mang disappeared completely, the colorful energy contained in it appeared in a blink of an eye ...
Wu Daoxuan, who is always paying attention to the situation in the dark, is also tight-hearted, focusing his attention highly.
"Wait a bit more safely."
After weighing and weighing, Wu Dao Xuan decided to start secretly when the other party merged into the most critical moment.
Although the current Masha patriarch pays all his attention to Yibao, if he moves lightly and is found by the other party, the other party will definitely choose to solve him first ...
At the same time that Wu Daoxuan waited for the opportunity, the battle outside had also lasted for a day, from the most violent frontal killing at the beginning, to the end of the current white heat ...
Ning Tianlin's defensive trend is quite accurate. The moves used have not been the least fancy, and some just use the surging power in the body to punch and kill the flesh.
Under the suppression of such a force, the magical aura of the soldiers of the Mosha clan initially appeared to have a dramatic reversal.
Wherever Ning Tianlin Fangtian painted halberds, there were several scattered Mosha soldiers who escaped, which directly caused Ning Tianlin to appear within a few feet of his body, and a vacuum zone appeared.
"Hehe, want to run?"
"Then I have to ask Fang Tianhuaji in my hand to agree or not!"
Ning Tianlin looked at the disfigured magic sand soldier who had been scattered and laughed loudly.
At this moment, there was no trace of his original color all over his body, all of which was a reddish color. Only the dark eyes that occasionally flashed in the cold, looked particularly dazzling in this rainbow.
Even the Fang Tianhua halberd in his hand is no exception. The blood flowing down the halberd is verifying the true source of the color of Yin Hong. It is the blood that was shot from the bodies of the magic sand soldiers in continuous killing. After several layers of infestation!
Another elixir was put into his mouth by Ning Tianshun. In such a tragic environment, it had long been ignored, and some elixir was contaminated by his fingers.
"Guru."
As the throat rolls up and down, after the elixir enters the abdomen, it will turn into a stream of pure essence supplements, supplementing Ning Tianlin's body due to intense consumption, and not much silk essence is left.
"So comfortable ..."
With a slightly stiff neck, Ning Tianlin had no idea how many pills he had taken.
He only knew that he had never had a pause in this one-hundred frontal assault, and all the moves he used were all deadly and weird.
With a little sign of collapse, he immediately swallowed the supplement to ensure that his combat effectiveness was always at its peak.
Only in this way can he guarantee that he can go all out to fight at all times in this extremely disparate assassination.
In this horrible battle of the Mosha clan, as long as Ning Tianlin has a slight intention, even a small mistake made by mistake may lead to the killing, and the triumphant victory will lean to the other side.
"so horrible!"
"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me, don't come over!"
There are only dozens of Mosha soldiers standing barely supporting each other. At this moment, their psychological defense line has completely collapsed, and the expression of fear of death is visible on their faces.
How strong and stable the mind of the universe master is. Looking at the entire universe, there is almost no master of the universe. In the face of landslides and annihilation, the mentality is damaged.
However, these Mosha soldiers were frightened and collapsed in the killing of Ning Tianlin.
Even if they can survive fortunately, it will basically become a dead person. If a warrior does not have the courage to fight, no matter how high his level of cultivation is, it will no longer be possible to continue with the warrior. Go on.
"This is a metamorphosis, a murderous monster, a bloodthirsty Shura!"
"No, he doesn't have any feelings for creatures, even a perverted monster is stronger than him,
At least he frowned when he killed, but he didn't have any expression! "
"Yes, he is not a human, but a pure killing machine. He was born solely for killing, and he will not be tired at all, and only a machine will not know it!"
There was a pale-colored Mosha soldiers on his face, and he said with a dreadful expression. He saw Ning Tianlin behind him and accumulated into a mountain-like corpse pile, and his body shivered involuntarily.
The current Mosha clan headquarters has long lost its former magnificence, and has been replaced by a hell-like misery of Shura.
The blood color of Yin Hong became the main color here. Looking at it, it was all Yin red. Even the void was stained with blood.
The remains of the broken wall can be seen everywhere here, and even the place where the feet fall, there is no clean yellow sand on it, all of which are splashed with minced meat of various sizes.
Broken brains, bursting eyeballs, severely deformed limbs, and broken internal organs are scattered randomly here.
If you calm down and listen to the sound here with ears, you will occasionally hear a few beeps, and the heart beats bare on the sand.
That's because some magic sand soldiers were bombed by Ning Tianlin's heart at the speed of thunder before the Ning Tianlin soldiers reacted. The two quickly separated, and the heart was physiologically Under the action, it continues to beat.
"Oh, you remnants, you will die!"
With a low drink, Ning Tianlin looked indifferently at the remaining soldiers of the Mosha clan, without any sympathy in his heart.
To cut the grass, we must remove the roots. Even if these grass roots are rotten, the rotten roots must be dealt with. This is the best way to get things done once and for all.
As soon as his body trembled, Ning Tianlin turned into a red shadow and bullied the soldiers. At the same time, her right hand suddenly clenched Fangtian Huaji.
The arm waved strangely, a strong energy, quickly condensed on the Fangtian painting halberd, and after an instant, it was like a cannonball that appeared out of the hall, and attacked the remnants of the magic sand clan.
"Dead, it's all over!"
A low voice murmured from Ning Tianlin's mouth, and the strong wind on Fang Tianhua's halberd skyrocketed. That terrible force, even in the heyday of these soldiers, had no resistance, let alone that it was only Frightened remnants.
Fang Tianhua's halberd, who carried the horrible energy, slammed the chest of the remnant of the magic sand clan closest to him.
"Oh!"
The two collided, but only a dull sound came out. The terrible power on Fang Tianhua's halberd was like a smashing of the opponent's chest directly.
"Oh!"
The body was severely sunken and deformed. After the other side spewed a piece of blood mixed with broken internal organs, it turned into an upside down trend and slammed the piles of Mosha soldiers.
The languid vitality of life foreshadowed the soldier's final outcome, adding an extra height to the corpse as high as that mountain.
"next..."
Just like the same method of killing, Ning Tianlin, who did not drag the water in the least, continued to attack the few remaining soldiers and harvested the breath of life on his body.
"Last one!"
In the last gloomy remnant of the magic sand clan, Ning Tianlin's figure is getting closer and closer ...
"Boom!"
With the last muffled sound, the corpse of the Mosha remnant soldier was accurately dropped on the top of the corpse in the same way.
At this point, the trapezoidal ladder, which is piled up by the bodies of the magic sand soldiers, is comparable to a mountain, and the final height is thus terminated.
The floating Ning Tianlin glanced down at the red eyes. At this time, the magic sand clan headquarters was silent.
The corpses were stacked on top of each other, blood was flowing into the river, and the broken walls were scattered randomly, and pieces of ruins were buried here.
Far from the mighty domineering of the mighty desert sea and sand, the previous strict guards have also become empty in this incident.
Even the name of the Mosha clan will be gradually forgotten in the long river of time with the passage of time.
What kind of arrogance and terrible the magic sand family used to be in the desert sand, everyone who knows a little about the desert sand.
With the desert sand of the magic sand clan, even those who claim to be the masters of the universe are afraid to break in.
Because they know that even if they can withstand the harsh yellow sand environment, it is still very difficult to escape in the end.
All those who fell into their devil's claw have no return, which makes the Mosha tribe more famous.
However, nowadays, if the top powers in the outer universe know that the entire family of the Mosha clan has been destroyed up and down, what will be the feeling after this shocking disappearance.
This is undoubtedly a shocking event for those powerful people from the outside world.
Ning Tianlin, who has done this by himself, will formally enter the ranks of the strong in the universe after this war.