Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 251 Grand Master!
"Something is shaking down there, and the shaking is getting stronger!"

The digging team on the other side.

Since there was a vibration not long ago, everyone dug for a while and thought it was an illusion, but the vibration came again, and as time passed, the vibration became very regular.

Liu Wukui was overjoyed and gestured excitedly: "Do you feel that this vibration feels a lot like human breathing?"

Everyone was surprised and delighted.

Hari Chagai was soaked all over, and big beads of sweat fell into his eyes, making them dry and stinging.

He paid no attention to it, staring intently at the ruins that had been dug up for nearly halfway. "Wu Kui is right, a real person! It must be a real person! I knew a real person wouldn't die so easily!"

When everyone heard this, the fatigue in their bodies seemed to be swept away!

For a being like this, even if God sends down a calamity, he will definitely be able to overcome it, become great again, and shine again!
I will never die here!
Bi Yuan looked away in fear. The situation in the square was becoming increasingly unfavorable. He hurriedly called out, "Everyone, stop standing there and dig!"

"Yes, yes, dig quickly!"

Everyone was so passionate that they dug three times faster. The vibrations that came from time to time were like cheering drumbeats, and confidence burst out in everyone's heart.

The real person must still be alive!

Seeing this, Bi Yuan gritted his teeth. Even if the real person was still alive, he was probably only breathing his last breath.

If everyone in the square is no match for Xiao Zizai...

Bi Yuan exhaled a breath of foul air.

In short, dig out the real person first!
……

The repeated blows made it difficult for Wang Ye to maintain his concentration. As someone who had learned Fenghou Qimen, although he did not use it very often, Wang Ye knew very well that the four words "transform me into a king" were not just talk.

Even though it is impossible to turn the entire world into one's own inner scene, within the scope of the pattern, the sorcerer can control everything, even time.

However, reality gave him a heavy blow!
He can't control Master Huaidan!
After careful analysis.

A real person who practices both sex and life has a world of his own inside his body. The cultivation level of real person Huaidan is unfathomable. With his ability, it seems not unacceptable that he cannot suppress it.

But what happened to Xiao Zizai?

Can he also create his own world?

Feng Baobao, this silly...his savior is so fresh and unworldly, how can he not be calmed down?

One or two is fine, there are always exceptions, but what about three or four?

Is Fenghou Qimen so useless?
Wang also doubted his life, and some inexplicable thoughts came to his mind: Is his Fenghou Qimen on the right track?
In a trance, Zhang Chulan's sharp voice came: "Lao Wang, Sister Baoer, be careful!"

Wang Ye suddenly came back to his senses and saw that Xiao Zizai's blood-red dragon claws did not grab his heart. It changed in an instant, turning into a blood-red palm print, attacking him plainly.

Wang Ye's heartstrings suddenly trembled, and he felt that this plain blood-colored palm print contained a force that was ten times more violent than his fly body!

The palm print chases the wind and lightning!

He even smelled a disgusting smell of blood!

Although Feng Baobao is naturally talented and fast, how can she outrun Palm Print with this burden?
In an instant, Wang Ye made up his mind. Only by leaving him behind could Feng Baobao avoid the palm print.

As for himself, four words: life and death are determined by fate.

Thinking of this, Wang was reassured. It didn't matter if he sacrificed himself for others. It was Feng Baobao who had allowed him to live a little longer. Wang didn't want to put Feng Baobao in danger either: "Throw it away..."

Before he could finish his words, the back of his neck loosened and Feng Baobao dropped him.

“???” Wang Ye felt like a thousand horses were running wildly in his heart.

Little did people know that Feng Baobao also has her own set of principles in her actions. If she can save someone, she will save him. If she can't, then forget it. She is not bound by any emotions.

The bloody palm print struck. After experiencing the life-or-death crisis just now, Wang Ye's mind could not bear the hesitation of life and death again. Instead, he was very calm and rolled his eyes: "Is it still impossible to escape death..."

'boom! ’

Bright yellow light illuminated his eyes. Ma Xianhong stood in front of him and suddenly struck out with both hands.

'Puff puff! ’

There were three consecutive crisp sounds, like quail eggs popping.

The bright yellow light on Ma Xianhong's body dissipated like water waves.

The three beads worn around the neck, which could withstand three fatal attacks, all broke into pieces!

'boom! '

The hands covered with the black battle armor did not last long. The black light disappeared, and the four strings of beads on Ma Xianhong's hands and feet broke apart, making a tinkling sound and falling to the ground.

These four strings of beads are the body of the Wu Dou Kai.

The bloody palm print still had some power left, and it was imprinted heavily on Ma Xianhong's chest.

He flew backwards, drawing a tragic parabola and creating a deep pit on the ground. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

The bloody palm print finally disappeared.

"Old Ma..."

Wang Ye swallowed hard. He really didn't expect that Ma Xianhong would try his best to save him.

Was he saved by a person whom he personally commented on as having "great ambitions, but a humble fate, unable to bear the responsibilities"?

Feng Baobao retreated violently, and seeing Ma Xianhong fall to the ground before her, she turned back, picked up Wang and ran away.

Ok.

Now we can save this little Taoist priest with a big nose.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the field.

After Xiao Zizai used this move, he seemed to be exhausted. He stood still and the red mist spread out again, covering his body surface.

The red mist, like a layer of red hair, was now three points thinner, but it was recovering rapidly with Xiao Zizai's breathing.

Zhang Chulan was stunned when he saw this.

How come Xiao Zizai always comes up with surprising tricks when he is about to kill the enemy? How many cards does he have up his sleeve?
The speed of his recovery at this moment is so fast that it is terrifying. What kind of monster is he!

……

After getting a temporary respite, Wang Ye discovered that the sequelae of the ten-fold fly body were far more serious than he had imagined. His underwear was soaked, and every piece of skin on his body felt like it was being pressed by a huge rock. Any movement required tremendous willpower.

The right arm, where the bone was broken, was still bleeding, but in such exhaustion, even the pain became negligible.

However, even so, it is much better than Ma Xianhong.

Wang Ye scratched at the edge of the pit, as if trying to catch Ma Xianhong, and called out, "Old Ma!"

"I..." Ma Xianhong had most of his bones broken. He rolled his eyes dryly and stammered, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Wang Ye felt complicated: "I understand!"

The corner of Ma Xianhong's mouth twitched.

Wang was also going to be beaten to death, so of course he couldn't just sit back and watch.

But he didn't have Feng Baobao's natural acumen, so he just thought it was a powerful attack. He didn't expect Xiao Zi's simple blood palm print to be so powerful! Not only did it destroy two of his painstakingly crafted magical instruments, but it also left him unable to care for himself!

That's horrible!
……

The cool breeze was blowing quietly, and the dust was stirring slightly.

In the silence, fear was like a tide.

Zhang Chulan fell as if into an icy cave. He collapsed! All of them collapsed!

Hei Guan'er was seriously injured and on the verge of death, Zhuge Qing was barely breathing, Ma Xianhong was on the verge of death, and Wang was no longer able to fight.

Among the seven heroes, the four great masters have all fallen!

There are three people left...

Apart from Sister Baoer, there is Old Meng who is swallowing his saliva and sweating profusely.

Xiao Zizai is too strong!

It is indeed the evil star from the sky that has descended to the mortal world!

No one can stop his mighty power, and his murderous aura is overwhelming!
What to do next?
Zhang Chulan's mind raced, but after racking his brains, he could only come up with one word - run!

Thirty-six strategies are the best ones!

His thin arms and legs are not even enough to fill people's teeth. Old Meng is unreliable and useless. Only Sister Baoer is left, and she can't support the team alone.

Apart from running away, he really couldn't think of any other solution.

As the saying goes, if you have green mountains, you will never worry about having no firewood. Another saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Let’s put aside our hatred towards Brother Dan for the time being and let Xiao Zizai be at ease for a while. When our Xiao Zhang masters unparalleled martial arts one day, it won’t be too late to seek revenge on him!

When the thoughts reach this point, they return to silence.

Zhang Chulan stood there silently, his expression changing.

This time!

"Old Meng, if you don't take action now, when will you?"

It's a clarinet!

He fell to the ground, straightened his upper body, and a sound gushed out from his throat, like a volcano erupting, spitting out billowing heat waves and lava.

"Huh?" Old Meng, who was shivering, pointed at himself.

Clarinet uttered something between his teeth: "Old Meng, it's come to this, stop hiding your incompetence!"

With a glance, he saw that Xiao Zizai was in a state of "standby charging" after sending out the blood palm print. It was a godsend opportunity!

As a hidden master, what is Lao Meng waiting for at this moment?
Does he have to strike at the critical moment to show how powerful he is?

When Zhang Chulan heard the sound of the clarinet, his expression changed and his eyes lit up. There was a chance of recovery!

The position of a temporary worker is extremely dangerous. How could it be that Lao Meng has been able to do this job for so many years without any hard work?

Moreover, during these few days of getting along, Lao Meng has been keeping a low profile, much like the kind of master who is carefully hiding, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and then pops out at the critical moment to make the final decision!
The more Zhang Chulan thought about it, the more excited he became, as if a drowning person was grabbing at the last straw. Then he looked at Lao Meng again. He didn't look like a punching bag at all. He was clearly a peerless master who lived in seclusion in the city!

"Uncle Meng, stop hiding it. If you have any tricks, use them now!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ma Xianhong, who was pulled out of the pit by Feng Baobao, felt gloomy and couldn't help but feel moved.

Except for Zhang Chulan, none of the current temporary workers are easy to get along with.

and……

Wang Ye, who was exhausted and unable to get up again, had a glimmer of hope in his eyes!

And Lao Meng is the oldest among the temporary workers!
In the world of extraordinary people, being older doesn’t necessarily mean you are a master!
But the real top streamers can only be the generation of the old Taoist priest!

Zhuge Qing's heartbeat also quickened slightly. Does this 'Uncle Meng' have a chance to turn defeat into victory?

Being stared at by everyone, Lao Meng was sweating profusely, his hands were shaking, and his lips were trembling: "Guan, everyone, don't be like this, I... try..."

"Old Meng, you finally..." Hei Guaner let out a long breath and closed his eyes peacefully.

Lao Meng took a deep breath, and immediately his hands and feet stopped shaking. He pursed his lips and showed a look of determination!
How could he not understand at this point?
As the four men fell, Xiao Zizai was no longer under control. Faced with life and death, he had no choice but to fight hard!

Old Meng forced himself to calm down, and a different demeanor appeared on his body: "Everyone, to be honest, my ability is known as the Beast Master in ancient times."

Zhang Chulan was slightly surprised. Beast Master, the name sounds very powerful!
Ma Xianhong's expression changed slightly, "You beastly master, what a joke!"
How could a beastly master sneak into Naduotong and even work as a temporary worker?

Although becoming an animal trainer requires exceptional talent, the result of his training is only enough to train animals for the ancient nobles, and he is just a clown for their entertainment!

"Beast Master!"

Zhuge Qing's heart sank.

Wang Ye frowned slightly: "Maybe..."

"With the development of modern technology, other mutants haven't fallen behind. After more than a decade of hard training, they can be defeated by a firearm produced on an assembly line. However, the Beast Master has experienced a second spring thanks to the development of biological science!"

As Lao Meng spoke, some confidence appeared on his face.

"Animal masters communicate with all living things. The higher the intelligence, the easier it is to communicate, but the harder it is to control. The lower the intelligence, the harder it is to communicate, but the easier it is to control. Now, I have reached the point where I can even communicate with prokaryotes."

Lao Meng is not a person who likes to stand out. He is indeed ruthless, but it is also true that he was scared to death when he saw Xiao Zizai killing people everywhere.

At this moment, by talking about his own abilities, it was a kind of psychological hint, allowing him to gradually regain his confidence!

"So the term 'animal master' is no longer suitable. I call myself a 'biologist'!"

Lao Meng spoke in a deep voice. At this moment, a sharp light flashed in his eyes under the glasses, and for the first time, there was a look of pride on that weak and vulnerable face!

That’s right, not only is he alive, but he’s also extremely ruthless!
What are prokaryotes?
bacteria!

How many bacteria are there in a human body?

A conservative estimate is in the trillion level!
Lao Meng used his ability to make the bacteria in his opponent's body multiply!
This is not strength, not weapons, nor water or fire, but a strange power that cannot be seen by the naked eye!

It's simply impossible to resist!

There is no way to defend!
This is Lao Meng’s true power!
In the northwest, among the very few extraordinary people who have experienced his abilities, Lao Meng has a creepy nickname - Meng Yanwang!

From a beastly master who was looked down upon by others to a mysterious and unpredictable biologist!
This road and this world were opened up by Lao Meng alone through hard work!

He has explored a new path for all future beast masters!
Since ancient times, those who have paved the way for others can be called - Grand Masters!

At this moment, Lao Meng was forced to do something in order to boost his confidence and talk about his abilities in public. In the past, this was something he had never dared to think about, but at this critical moment, it was the best way to sharpen people's spirits!

Lao Meng felt that his heartbeat slowly returned to normal. The calmness that he had not dared to imagine a moment ago was imposed on him, making him feel as if he had become a different person!

Looking at Xiao Zizai, who had recovered and was now covered in red hair, he still exuded a terrifying aura all the time, but he no longer made Lao Meng sweat profusely.

As long as it is still a living being, the biologist's ability will definitely work wonders!

"Baby, Chu Lan, hold him back, the longer the better!"

The King of Hell wants you to die at midnight!
I will never keep anyone until five o'clock in the morning!
(End of this chapter)