Chapter 271

In the restricted area, on the bloody grass, Wang Baole's figure walked out step by step, his clothes had been changed, and the broken armor composed of puppets was not equipped, just wearing a very ordinary ethereal Taoist robe.

The originally slightly round body, after experiencing this series of things, has obviously lost a lot, making its face look slightly angular.

In particular, the calm in his eyes was like the starry sky before the storm. At the same time, it was also with a terrible and suppressed madness.

In his hand, he was holding a seven grade French soldier knife, surrounded by a storm, and behind him, against the backdrop of this bloody forbidden area, there appeared the unreal ferocious crocodile.

At the moment, Wang Baole was like a god of murder. When he came back from hell and walked out step by step, his breath was slowly silent, and he couldn't feel any fluctuations in cultivation. From the magic soldiers in his hands, it could be seen that at this moment, Wang Baole's body seemed to have infinite power, making this once rebellious, easy to use and backfire Sabre extremely obedient to Wang Baole!

Along the way, there was no self mockery, no soliloquy, and no mood to joke. Although Wang Baole's character is optimistic, it also depends on when and what experience. For example, at present, there is only one word in his heart.

That is... Kill!!

The person he wants to kill most is the old woman who destroys his own foundation and seizes his creation. Secondly, he is... Zhou Fei of the fifth heaven family!!

Secondly, all the monks who chased and killed him before, whether Zhenxi or Zhuji, now in Wang Baole's judgment, except for the old woman who couldn't kill herself, others were only one time away from becoming dead bodies.

At the moment, as we walked out of the restricted area behind Wang Baole, the moon spirits and night immortals followed silently, as if they were sending them off.

And this scene was immediately outside the restricted area. Unwilling to leave like this, he chose to stay here and wait for the fog to dissipate, trying to take away Wang Baole's body and the three foundation building monks of Xinghe sunset sect, who witnessed it with their own eyes.

When they saw the fog rolling, they were still very excited and thought that the fog was going to disperse, but soon, when they saw the figure coming out of the fog and saw that this person was Wang Baole, they were stunned for a moment. Instinctively, they rose to kill. At the same time, they also showed an inexplicable sense of strangeness in their hearts.

And this kind of feeling, almost as soon as it appeared, immediately became shocked and unbelievable, because... They saw that behind Wang Baole, countless moon spirits and night immortals walked out of the fog, all the way like a farewell, until Wang Baole completely walked out of the restricted area, they stopped, and then bowed their heads one by one, as if they were saying goodbye!!

This scene made the three people's minds roar for a moment, and their eyes were about to fall out in their shortness of breath. It was really this picture, a scene they could not dream of.

"Moon spirit... Night fairy... Worship him?"

"Instead of dying, Wang Baole... Recovered?!"

The three foundational friars of the Xinghe sunset sect were all crazy. Although they didn't see the specific cultivation depth of Wang Baole at the moment, the three instinctively chose to retreat immediately.

But at the moment they retreated, Wang Baole, who walked out of the restricted area, saw a flash in his eyes. He had already felt the existence of the three people and would never let go. Almost at the moment when the three people were about to escape, Wang Baole's body flashed and his speed exploded!

His speed has reached an appalling level. Bursts of sonic booms exploded after his figure disappeared. Even at his extreme speed, they formed an impact, causing countless plants to be torn in shaking. Even a foundation friar was terrified of the moment when his body was unstable. Wang Baole flashed past the foundation friar, and saw the blade shining. The foundation Friar's body suddenly trembled and his feet staggered, With an unbelievable face, he looked at the figure of wangbaole who stopped in front of him.

"You..." the friar Zhuji wanted to open his mouth and say something, but his words had no chance to finish. Just after saying a word, a blood mark appeared on his neck, his head suddenly fell to the ground, and his body fell aside under the eruption of blood.

With a knife, he killed the same territory and built the foundation. At the same time, even Wang Baole didn't use all his strength. It was really Qinglian who built the foundation. Cooperating with the French soldiers, he had reached a certain degree of supremacy in the foundation building realm!

Without looking at the body of friar Zhuji, Wang Baole turned his head and glanced coldly at the direction the other two fled. His body shook and suddenly chased him!

At the moment, the foundation building monk of Xinghe sunset sect in the other direction, that is a middle-aged man, his face is pale, his mind is like being blasted by thunder, causing huge waves, and even an extremely absurd feeling, which can't be controlled, emerges in the bottom of his heart.

"How is this possible!!" He couldn't believe what he saw, especially the death of his partner, made him feel like a nightmare. He really couldn't imagine why Wang Baole didn't die in the restricted area, but recovered from his injury, and even... He was so strong that people couldn't believe it!!

But this doubt is doomed to have no answer. In his crazy escape, Wang Baole's whole person is like an arrow off the string, suddenly approaching, and the speed is so fast. If you look down in the sky, you can clearly see that Wang Baole's speed is almost ten times that of this person. With his steps, he directly caught up.

"This is a misunderstanding, Wang Baole, listen to me..." the friar Zhuji's face changed greatly, and he immediately opened his mouth to explain, but he could answer him. Only Wang Baole's cold, murderous eyes and the sword light that roared and occupied the whole world of this person!

The light of the knife turned into a huge crocodile. In the sound of the sonic boom, it was like opening a big mouth and roaring, and swallowed it directly until the light of the knife dissipated. The body of the friar Zhuji collapsed and fell apart. Wang Baole's body shook again and chased the third person!

Wang Baole clearly remembers that it was the third monk who broke out when he sneaked into himself and his sword penetrated the armor, making his injury unable to be suppressed any longer.

"Are you fast?" Wang Baole whispered coldly, and his voice was like the wind in the middle of winter. At the moment, the third monk who had escaped from a certain range and was holding the jade slips and rapidly asking for help, his pupils contracted. In the roar of his mind, this man roared, and directly took out a large number of Lingbao, launched the magic method, tried to resist, and at the same time, his mouth was also roaring.

"Wang Baole, I have spread your news. It's too late for you to leave now, otherwise the elder will come and behead you!"

Wang Baole didn't seem to hear the threat of this foundational friar. At this moment, he raised his right hand and waved it as he walked. Suddenly, a thunder burst out. An arc that was more than ten times thicker than when he really rested. It boomed out, forming a flash sword, and then interwoven into a lightning net. No matter how the foundational friar resisted and counterattacked, it didn't help. In an instant, in Wang Baole's cold eyes, The friar who built the foundation was shrouded in a lightning net and instantly penetrated.

Bursts of bleak screams, constantly whirling down, the body of the foundation building friar was directly cut into dozens of parts, and his voice stopped abruptly when it was scattered on the ground.

Wangbaole stepped forward and stood beside the body. Under his feet was the jade slips used by this person to transmit the sound. With a gentle grinding, the jade slips broke into pieces.

"What I want is for you to transmit the sound, so I don't have to look for it one by one when I kill." Wang Baole opened his mouth lightly and killed only three people, which could not dissipate his previous violent intention, so he turned his head and looked in the direction of the restricted area for a long time. When he turned around, Wang Baole walked step by step in the opposite direction, with evil spirit and killing opportunity.

"I didn't want to kill, but since the law of the jungle, Xinghe sunset sect thinks it's OK, then it's better to follow their style."

"I'd like to see how many people they can let me kill!"

"And Zhou Fei, I hope he can also come on his own initiative and avoid me from searching again." Wang Baole squinted and disappeared into the jungle, leaving only three incomplete bodies in different positions on the ground, emitting blood and spreading everywhere, making the blood of this secret place seem more.