C561 He Should Not Have Been Provoked
C561 He Should Not Have Been Provoked
Perhaps, something had happened to the Spirit King.
"Damn thing."
Fatty, seeing the golden-haired youngster slapped into the wall, felt his scalp tingling. A chill ran from his feet all the way to his head.
He picked up the blue pistol.
Bang Bang...
He kept firing.
The specially made bullets flew out one after another. They became blue lightning bolts and struck towards the fierce tiger.
Each of these bullets was worth over a million.
It was called the most terrifying bullet in the world, capable of piercing through anything. However, at this moment, Fatty had no confidence at all.
It was like a mountain pressing down on his chest.
He was on the verge of losing his breath.
"Roar!"
Roaring furiously, the incoming bullets exploded in midair when they were still two fists away from the ferocious tiger.
Fatty was stunned.
He gritted his teeth and threw the gun in his hand over.
The spear had been modified so that it could explode.
Its power was like a bundle of grenades. Even this entire floor could be razed to the ground in an instant.
After throwing it, Fatty immediately turned around and ran. Although the shoes beneath his feet did not shoot out fire, it was as if they had been sprouted.
He ran very fast.
He didn't even look like a 200 jin fatty.
He stood at the mouth of the cave, ready to leave at any moment, but he had not left yet. Fatty decided that he wanted to see the scene of the explosion with his own eyes.
The tiger was killed by the explosion.
The pistol landed at the tiger's feet.
"Boom —"
This pistol released a blinding light. Then, with a loud explosion, a massive flame burst out.
In an instant, the flame devoured the tiger, and its large body disappeared within the flame. However, in the next moment, Fatty widened his eyes.
The surging flames swept out horizontally.
However, when they were about to collide with some of the rooms, golden beams of light would instantly burst forth and suppress all of the flames.
It was as if he had been drenched.
The fire immediately died down.
Fierce Tiger's figure appeared before Fatty's eyes once more.
It was the same as before, golden light shining from its eyes, lightning crackling around its body.
Fatty felt goosebumps rise all over his body. Just as he was about to jump out of the hole …
This was the second floor, so it couldn't fall on him.
However, the moment he leapt up, the tiger not far away opened its mouth and a flash of golden lightning shot out from it.
The lightning seemed to pierce through space.
In the blink of an eye, it pierced through Fatty's perfectly round body.
"Pfft!"
Fatty spat out a mouthful of blood and then fell down the stairs.
Until death.
He didn't even know what had happened.
This fierce tiger had only spat out a single bolt of lightning, and it had already killed him.
After all, he was a member of the Hell sect.
The famous hell team in the world was known as the nemesis of cultivators. But now, they were killed by a restriction before they could even see the person in front of them.
Not only that, it was a slaughter.
All of their technology had lost its use at this moment.
Not even a single strand of hair was taken off the tiger.
At this moment, the fatty finally understood that they had offended someone they should not have provoked. This time, the practitioners from the Long Kingdom were different from any of the others.
He was too powerful.
Far, far beyond their imagination.
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He had an intuition that the Meili nation was about to be massacred. He wanted to be bathed in blood by this cultivator from the Long Kingdom.