Vol 2 Chapter 102: The person who knows the times is Junjie

The savage old monster who was aggressively killed finally escaped, and only nearly lost his life.
A cultivator like him still has a life-saving trump card after all, and after performing it regardless of the cost, it still gives him a chance to survive.
The price is extremely heavy, and it is very likely that he will be completely reduced to a waste.
Even if he is lucky enough to recover, he is afraid that he will stop at refining God for the rest of his life, and there will be no possibility of climbing to a higher realm.
Although the end was tragic, it was better than losing his life.
Tang Zhen stood on top of the building, watching the old monster of desolate bitterness flee in despair, but he just laughed coldly.
As the mana dissipated, the fist that intercepted the old monster of Kuangku disappeared. He tried to give the opponent a fatal blow before, but he still failed to do so because of the gap in the realm.
Fortunately, the interception also worked, so that the old monster was smashed by the deadly beam of light, and there was no possibility of arrogance in a short time.
If possible, Tang Zhen would like to kill the opponent, or imprison him as a tool.
However, with the existence of the baby-changing level, it is really difficult to capture, and the cornerstone platform does not have a confinement ring of the same level.
Maybe it really wasn't, or maybe Tang Zhen's level was not enough. After he was promoted to Infant Infant cultivator, the same level of confinement rings would also be on the shelves.
Through constant exploration and observation, Tang Zhen has now mastered some platform rules and knows that there are still some limitations.
There is no such powerful artifact, you can instantly kill all enemies with just a wave of your hand.
There is no magic elixir, so Tang Zhen can directly soar to transcend the calamity.
The existence of these restrictions should be for Tang Zhen's consideration, so that he can walk more steadily.
Tang Zhen didn't care about running away from a desolate and bitter old monster. Even in his peak state, he couldn't beat Loucheng, let alone a half-crippled waste now.
If Tang Zhen was scheming, he could have waited until he had time to issue a special task of killing the old monsters of Desolate Bitterness.
A strong building will definitely become a nightmare for the enemy, and he regrets his original provocative behavior.
When a giant dragon is young, it is inevitable that there will be beasts to cause harm, but when he grows into a giant, even the fiercest beasts will become ants.
A battle that broke out suddenly ended quietly at an extremely fast speed, and many residents of the building didn't even know it.
The existence of protective barriers not only provides a sunny environment, but also shields many events that disturb the mood.
Just like a greenhouse, it can allow the seedlings to thrive and avoid all kinds of damage from the outside world.
Not everything needs to be known to everyone, and it just adds to the trouble for the powerless.
There are also many practitioners who witnessed the short and fierce battle, and their hearts were full of shock and emotion.
In the eyes of many cultivators, the powerhouse of the Infant Transformation Realm is an unattainable existence.
But even this kind of powerhouse, after provoking Loucheng, can only escape in the end.
The improvement of military morale and morale can be said to be quite significant, and there are bursts of cheers from inside the building.
The captive helmet cultivator remained silent.
Being in different positions, their attitudes towards things are naturally different, but they hope that the old monster will win and help them get rid of this despair.
Although Loucheng's welfare is very good, it is not a free body after all, and life and death are also controlled by Loucheng.
No matter how much you gain, it does not mean that you belong to yourself, and you may be deprived of it in a single thought.
The result of this battle has frustrated many helmet monks.
In fact, before that, the helmet monks had already guessed the answer, but they still held a bit of luck.
But the reality is so cruel, it shatters the last trace of fantasy.
However, there are also monks who feel that the war has just begun, and there is no need to rush to a conclusion.
Maybe it won't be long before Northern Xinjiang launches an attack again, and it will be free at that time.
Although the Old Monster of Desolate Bitterness is an Infant Transformation Great Expert, it is only the lowest level of existence, and cannot be compared with other old-fashioned Infant Transformation Great Experts.
If it was them instead, the situation would definitely not be like this, and it would even be very likely that the building would be severely damaged.
Of course, this is just conjecture, used for self-comfort in vain, and no one knows what the real result will be.
The helmet cultivator watching the battle was actually communicating, and his words were unscrupulous.
"Huangku, this old dog, is really a worthless thing, he was lucky enough to break through the baby transformation, and he jumped out impatiently to die.
He wanted to get a bargain and Liwei, but he found the wrong object, and ended up in such a miserable end.
If it were the old man, he would definitely not be so stupid. Instead, he would hide and continue to practice, and wait for the outcome of the war before starting action. "
The Venomous Poison Huo talked eloquently, and his words were full of contempt for the old monster.
Lu Yunzhen was next to him, hehe laughed.
"In the end, this very bitter old monster is also a high-level cultivator in your northern border. Now that you have suffered a fiasco, why do you have to fall into trouble like this?"
There is sarcasm in the words, how can Duhuo Zhenren not hear it.
This time, the poisonous fire old monster did not refute as in the past, but sighed softly.
"I hate it and worry about the future of Northern Xinjiang.
Those old-fashioned infant transforming powers are cunning and ghostly, and the longer they live, the more they will cherish their lives.
If you don't believe me, look at the Civil War. How many times did they take action in total? Are there casualties? "
When Venerable Poison Fire said this, the contempt in his tone was undisguised.
"When the war came to the end and they needed to compete for life and death, they chose to flee without hesitation.
Even if you give up everything, you must save your life and resolutely refuse to make a desperate fight.
They saved themselves, but suffered countless monks, and could only struggle to survive in this rolling torrent.
Huaying in the South Alliance is a virtue, and it is not the same for Huaying in the northern Xinjiang. If the identities of the two sides are reversed, the performance of the northern Xinjiang may be even worse.
If you don't believe me, you stand on the sidelines, if Loucheng shows a strong strength, enough to make the infant transformation masters in the northern border fearful, they will never take the initiative to attack and rescue.
It is very likely that Loucheng will be bypassed, and its existence will be acquiesced, and the rescue is even more distant. "
The real person of Poison Fire has a bad temper, and his behavior is vicious and ruthless.
Whether it's Northern Xinjiang or SAARC, no matter what identity you use, you will be merciless when you scold you.
It is not at this time that he deliberately put on a pose, which is also the temperament on weekdays.
When Lu Yunzhen heard the words, he sighed rarely.
"Although you're a jerk, and your mouth is full of feces from time to time, this insight has won my heart.
Whether it is the Northern Border or the Southern Alliance, it is indeed rotten, like two broken cars colliding, no matter the winner or the loser, it is only one step away from disintegration.
If you are a smart person, you'd better jump out of the car to stop the loss in time, and you must not follow it to the end. "
The poisonous fire real person nodded, when his face was proud.
"So you should thank the old man. If it wasn't for chasing you to Loucheng, how could there be today's chance."
The opportunity that Duhuo Renren refers to naturally refers to becoming a resident of Loucheng. Compared with the two camps, Loucheng obviously has more advantages.
Even if he is at the cusp of the storm, he may be attacked by the northern army at any time, but Duhuo Zhenren is still full of confidence in Loucheng.
"Don't be too complacent, after all, it's not until the last moment, and it's not yet known who wins or loses.
Even if Loucheng wins, what does it have to do with you? After all, you are just a prisoner, a puppet who cannot control his life and death. "
Real Man Lu Yun's words did not make Real Man Poison Huo go into a rage, but instead gave him a burst of smug laughter.
"Hahaha, I'm afraid you don't know, the old man has received an invitation to ask if he wants to join Loucheng.
The old man has already agreed, as long as he completes the test task, he can change his identity and become a resident of Loucheng. "
"Is this true?"
Zhenren Lu Yun asked in surprise, with envy and doubt in his tone. He couldn't understand why this kind of good thing didn't come to him?