The First Thousand and Six Chapters Have a Kind to Kill Me

I saw the Han Ge patriarch, Han Ge, who was two meters tall, covered in black hair, exposing ferocious fangs, and black flames lingered all over his body.

This is almost like a fierce beast from hell, full of evil spirits, the moment it appeared, a hundred miles around was filled with violent aura that condensed into substance.

As if staying in this environment for a longer time, most of the creatures with weak willpower will fall into madness, lose their minds, and become beasts that only know how to kill.

"This king is dry!"

Han Ge, the patriarch of the dry clan, condescendingly, staring at Xia Ping, full of contempt: "You are the human who came to my clan's holy land to make trouble? You still want to snatch my clan's holy fruit? How dare you think about how to die? Do you want to? To be steamed, or do you want to be grilled?"

"Choose a way to die."

It has completely regarded Xia Ping as a dead man, and does not give him any chance at all. Outsiders who dare to break into the Holy Land will all die, with absolutely no exceptions.

"Han Ge, the patriarch of the dry clan?!"

Xia Ping touched his chin: "Is there any other way to die, such as old age? I like to die like this."

"roll!"

Han Ge is so angry that his nostrils are smoking. This human being is really a inch, and if he chooses a way to die, he wants to choose old age to die. Who doesn't want to?

Soon, it found that the Holy Land was a little different from before. It seemed that there was no rich spiritual energy of the five elements, nor the feeling of being bathed in divine energy before.

"Wait, what about the Five Elements Spiritual Tree? Where did the Five Elements Spiritual Tree of our five races go? Why did it disappear?"

These five divine trees have existed for tens of thousands of years, and they have existed since the appearance of this secret realm. The five major races have long regarded these five divine trees as totems, sacred objects, and no one can blaspheme.

But now it has all disappeared, one can imagine the shock it is now, and its head is blank.

"I don't know, anyway, I was like this when I came in. I also wanted to ask you where you hid the Five Elements Spirit Tree." Xia Ping spread his hands, showing an innocent look.

"fart!"

Dunge was furious, how could it believe the human's words: "The Five Elements Spirit Tree was fine before,

Staying in the Holy Land to grow and cultivate the holy fruit of our clan has been like this for thousands of years. "

"As soon as you came, the Five Elements Spirit Tree disappeared. It wasn't you who did this, or who did it."

"Hand over the Five Elements Spirit Tree immediately, or this king will let you die today!"

It is simply mad, it is a racial god tree, not to mention that this is the spiritual sustenance of countless tribes, the existence of a totem, just the spiritual fruit produced on it, can make the masters in the tribe continue to break through.

This is the best cultivation resource and should not be lost.

Now this divine tree has disappeared, and it is conceivable that it is so mad that it even has the heart of slaughtering Xia Ping.

"No, what about our Five Elements Spirit Tree? Why did it disappear? Where did it go?"

At this moment, a group of guards outside followed Dunge and ran in. They were also a holy place that was empty, and they were all stunned and dumbfounded.

"Nima, do these tortoise sons want to remove all our sacred trees when they see that the holy fruit is not ripe?"

"It's too wicked, it's hurting others and not oneself."

"It's a fart to move away. They are not members of the five major races, and they can't cultivate spiritual fruit at all."

"Who knows what these bastards are thinking, maybe it's a cramp in the head."

"Master, these guys are not humans, they are gluttons. They eat everything, move everything, and goose plucks their hair."

This group of guards were so angry that their noses were smoking, and their hearts were like a volcano erupting, with smoke from seven holes. Seeing Xia Ping's eyes, they were all full of angry flames, a feeling that they had never felt in their life.

They can't wait to tear down Xia Ping, the culprit, into eight pieces. The sacred tree has been removed, and there is nothing that this guy can't remove, a group of bandits and robbers!

Xia Ping spread his hands and said, "I really didn't do it. To be honest, you don't believe it. What can I do?"

"If you don't believe me, someone will kill me."

He showed a flat look.

"Nima, this human is too arrogant, I really want to go up and punch him to death."

Seeing Xia Ping's appearance, a group of guards jumped with anger. They had never seen such an arrogant enemy. This face seemed to owe him millions.

"When I arrest you and torture you for three days and three nights, I'll see if you dare to speak to me with this attitude." Han Ge, the patriarch of the dry clan, laughed in anger, and with a bang, it shot in an instant.

Immediately, a fist mark formed of black flames appeared in the air, containing terrifying power, and the surrounding air was expelled, forming a vacuum zone.

"This is the cultivator of the Purple Palace?!"

Xia Ping's pupils shrank, and he immediately sensed the horror of this punch. It almost sealed the sky and locked the earth, completely locking the Qi machine on his body. Although it was only a punch, it was like facing the coercion of heaven and earth.

And this is not a gangster qi, but a terrifying fist mark formed by the condensed mana. The attack power has been increased by more than ten times. Compared with the grandmaster, it is simply not the same.

This punch hit Xia Ping's body like this, and instantly the Beiming Body Protection Technique on his body came into operation, forming a qi energy shield, like a black hole.

Boom!

The air oscillated thousands of times, and a terrifying explosive force was transmitted, which was transmitted layer by layer along the qi hood, and directly penetrated into Xia Ping's heart.

"So strong!"

Xia Ping's body was beaten back and forth again and again, and he slid across the ground for hundreds of meters. An astonishingly deep ravine appeared on the ground, and the soil splashed around. The scene was amazing.

With a puff, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the fire of life in Xia Ping's body burned like a fire dragon, wandering around the meridians, and suddenly a burst of life energy spread, quickly repairing the damaged parts.

In just a few breaths, his internal injuries were quickly repaired, but it looked very scary on the surface, and the blood stained the clothes and dyed them red.

Some blood dripped on the ground and immediately burned, making a rustling noise and corroding small holes. These blood contained the essence of flame and had a very high temperature.

"Impossible, you didn't die?!"

Seeing that Xia Ping only spit out a mouthful of blood, and did not fall to the ground and couldn't move, the patriarch of the dry clan, Han Ge, couldn't help but widen his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw.

He is a cultivator of the Purple Palace Realm, who has opened up the Purple Palace, condensed his mana, and surpassed the Grandmaster.

Ordinary master, he can make meat sauce with one punch.

But what the hell is going on with this human being? It's too exaggerated, how is this kid's body constructed, and why is it so powerful? !

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