The Heaven’s Jailer

The red brick Liu Lang took out is naturally the Holy Stele of Wutian. The Holy Stele of Wutian has recovered the origin of the fire system and should have restored a certain degree of power. Liu Lang wanted to find a place to try it last night, but he never had the chance. , Now that Morishita Hisame in the middle of Ning Yuan realm is standing in front of him, how could he waste this great opportunity.

However, after taking out the Wutian Sacred Stele, Liu Lang realized that he did not understand the attack method of the Wutian Sacred Stele. When he used You Xi's Broken Sword before, he could rush up by pouring his true energy into the sword. I opened the film, but I tried it with the Wutian Sacred Stele, only to find that the Wutian Sacred Stele couldn't contain the true essence at all.

"Is it the same as when the mortal ruffian gangsters fight, carrying the bricks up to shoot?" Liu Lang thought to himself, but the sacred monument of Wutian is also a sacred artifact, really used as a brick, will it be too low? ?

"Too much bullying!" When Liu Lang hesitated, Mr. Morishita, who was opposite, jumped up with a scream.

His clothes were burnt by Liu Lang, and he was depressed enough. He didn't expect that Liu Lang would take out inferior weapons like bricks, which was a huge insult to him.

Hisame Morishita admitted that with his bare hands, he really couldn't help Liu Lang, even at a disadvantage.

However, he still has weapons!

While jumping up, Morishita Hisametsu stretched out his hand and drew a soft sword from his waist, shaking slightly, the sword body flashed with green light.

"The sword is poisonous!" Looking at the color of the sword, and then thinking of the origin of Morishita Hisame, Liu Lang's eyes flashed sharply with a relaxed look.

Although he got "The Theory of Detoxification", theoretically, it can remove the Sen family's Eighty One's severe poison, but the detoxification cannot be done overnight. If it is poisoned during the battle, it will be dead.

For the sake of safety, a quick battle must be made.

Seeing the green poisonous sword slashing towards him, Liu Lang didn't dare to fight hard, and his body suddenly retreated back. However, the space in the villa was very limited, and it was only five or six meters away before reaching the wall.

Hisame Morishita didn't strike Liu Lang, and the soft sword flew forward again.

"View treasure!"

Liu Lang subconsciously threw the Heavenless Sacred Stele out. At the same time, with a movement of his mind, he took the long-refined Tianluodi Net in hand. If the Wutian Sacred Stele didn't work, his Heavenly Net would be thrown out in the next moment.

"This is also called a magic weapon?" Looking at the red bricks flying towards him, Morishita Hisame nose was almost tilted. With a wave of the soft sword, the blade faced the bricks and slashed.

His sword, in addition to being tempered with more than ten kinds of poisons of the Sen family, is also a sharp weapon that cuts iron and mud. With the power of a weapon, it is enough to break the qi of the Qi refiner. , If the true essence is poured into the sword body, even if it is a condensed element realm repairer, it cannot stop it. It is used to chop an ordinary brick, and the only result is that the brick turns into fly ash.

However, the actual situation was beyond Morishita's expectation. After the red brick and the soft sword were in contact, instead of being cut to pieces, the sword was bent at once.

"It's a magic weapon!" Feeling the power transmitted from the sword body, Morishita's heart was shocked. He subconsciously wanted to draw the sword and retreat, but found that the red brick seemed to be stuck to the sword, and there was no twitch.

Although Morishita Jiu Ming is not a body refiner, he also has a cultivation base in the middle of the Ning Yuan realm. The strength in his hand is more than ten thousand catties. In such a calculation, the weight of the brick seems to far exceed his imagination.

This sword was given to him by the patriarch before he came to China. It was so precious that Mr. Morishita obviously didn't want to give up.

Just as he was stunned, the red bricks suddenly enlarged like a balloon, and the bricks that could be controlled by one hand became the size of a grinding plate in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, from top to bottom, pressing against Morishita Hisunaru's head.

"roll!"

Kuraki Morishita held the handle of the sword tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he suddenly pushed towards the Wutian sacred monument the size of a milling disc. Before the hand arrived, the released True Yuan had already blasted on the Wutian sacred monument.

However, the Wutian Sacred Stele was not affected at all. After the violent Zhenyuan encountered the Wutian Sacred Stele, it dissipated silently, as if it had never appeared before.

"not good!"

Hisame Morishita finally felt something was wrong, compared to his life, a weapon was nothing.

He hurriedly released the hand holding the handle of the sword, pulling away and wanted to run, but on the original basis, the monument of Wutian was enlarged again, and it filled the entire living room at once.

The surrounding walls were pierced by the Heavenless Sacred Stele.

"boom!"

The next moment, the Wutian Sacred Stele fell suddenly.

Morishita Jiu Ming, who had just run two steps, was smashed under the Wutian Sacred Stele. At the same time, the villa that had lost a layer of bearing walls also collapsed.

A few seconds later, there was a large pit that was more than ten meters deep in the original location of the villa.

"Your uncle!" Liu Lang jumped out of the big hole with a sullen expression.

The falling bricks and tiles obviously couldn't hurt him, but they inevitably made a lot of dirt.

As soon as his mind moved, the Heavenless Sacred Stele, which was larger than a house, slowly rose from the ruins, squeezing all the tiles covering it to one side.

Then, the sacred monument of Wutian slowly shrank, and finally turned into a red brick, flying back to Liu Lang's hands.

At the bottom of the big pit, Morishita Hisame had already been crushed into a pool of blood by the Wutian sacred monument. Fujita Shingo and others, who had died before, did not even leave a trace of the body.

Liu Lang looked at the Heavenless Sacred Stele in his hand, and then at the big hole. Silence for a while.

He just wanted to try the power of the Heavenless Sacred Stele, but he didn't expect to make such a big noise. Those who don't know must think that this big crater was formed by a meteor hitting the earth.

"Hurry up!" Although this place was relatively quiet, it wasn't that no one passed by. Liu Lang brushed the dust off his body and drove off immediately.

The jeep he borrowed was parked not far away. After jumping into the car, Liu Lang kicked the accelerator and the car rushed out. While driving, Liu Lang regretted it.

Knowing this would happen, he used the net.

From the beginning, Liu Lang’s idea was to keep his mouth alive. Morishita Yoshisari, who was previously murdered, was far inferior to Morishita Hisana in family status. After he subdued Morishita Hisana, he might be able to ask some Morishita secrets. .

But who could have imagined that Morishita Hisame was so confused and smashed to death by the Wutian holy monument.

Of course, it was not without gain, at least Liu Lang knew the power of the Heavenless Sacred Stele.

Judging from the situation at the scene, even if it is a cultivator in the Profound Core Realm, if the Heavenless Sacred Stele is smashed, it has to be turned into meatloaf. The only downside is that the speed of the Wutian Sacred Stele is a bit slow.

If Morishita had made up his mind to escape when he started, it would probably be missed.

"It's not in vain to get rid of the backbone of the Sen family in the Chinese secular world at one time." Liu Lang comforted himself, then took out his mobile phone and dialed Mo Ziyan's number. After returning the car, he could take the afternoon car. The flight back to Nanshan.

However, after pressing the number, the phone prompts that the other party has turned off.