Chapter 1188: Time is a Pig-Killing Knife!

The wolf clan powerhouse with the broken arm sat cross-legged, and after arranging three prohibitions around him, he carefully aligned the broken arm to the wound. 【】

He knew very well that there were dangers around the Valley of the Faun, and if he couldn't recover as soon as possible, he would not only put himself in danger, but also drag everyone down.

The wolf clan powerhouse let out a sigh of relief, his mind moved, and his eyes spit out two red rays of light, which were accurately projected on the broken part of the arm, like two welding rods, and after rotating in a circle, the broken arm was welded.

The extremely heavenly powerhouse has already been refined into a semi-energy body, and all the meridians, blood vessels, and tendons can be instantly recast with energy.

The entire arm of the wolf clan powerhouse was surging with a tide-like red light, almost clear, and gradually, the five fingers of the severed arm jumped slightly.

At this moment, the wolf clan powerhouse suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a golden light, which was penetrating the layers of prohibitions and flying towards him like lightning

The wolf clan's powerhouse's pupils shrank suddenly, and when he saw a faint shadow behind the golden light, his soul was filled with a coldness, and he roared angrily, and punched forward with all his strength.

The raging red wave roared forward, and the rocks on the ground were scorched to smithereens, and the air was solidified, turning into a forbidden space where only the fire elemental existed.

A punch is a field

However, the strange thing was that that little bit of golden light still slid forward, and in an instant, it came to the front of the wolf clan powerhouse.

Xiao Qiang's shadow appeared, his clothes were torn, his face was covered with blood, and there was a blood stain on the corner of his mouth.

His cold eyes looked at the wolf clan powerhouse in front of him, and the golden finger cuff of his little thumb flashed with a little golden light, lightly tapping on the wolf clan powerhouse's fist.

rumble

Xiao Qiang's arm exploded with a bang, his flesh and bones shattered, his chest cavity quickly sunk inward, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood, he flew backwards and fell to the ground.

The Extreme Heaven powerhouse of the wolf clan sat cross-legged and raised his right fist, but instead of joy, his eyes were full of horror and confusion.

The energy and vitality of his body were passing rapidly, as if he had fallen into a long river of time, and the rolling river was mercilessly lapping against his body, making his body and even his will lose its resistance, and he could only roll helplessly and go down the river.

In the long river of time, life passed mercilessly, the senses and spiritual senses of the strong people of the wolf clan quickly decreased, the flesh and blood began to dry up, the skin slackened, the two cheekbones of the cheeks were raised high, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken.

In the blink of an eye, the strong wolf warrior turned into an aging corpse

His protruding eyeballs were covered with a layer of gray shadows, and the last trace of life was finally drowned.

With a bang, life reached its end, turning into wisps of dust and dissipating into the wind.

Xiao Qiang lay on the ground, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, he endured the severe pain all over his body, struggled to get up, and watched the pile of collapsed leather armor dissolving in the wind, and couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

Originally, he thought that the target was injured, and his strength should have dropped significantly, and he would easily succeed, but he found that he was wrong, and he was ridiculously wrong.

After all, the Extreme Heaven Strong is the Extreme Heaven Strong, and it is definitely the existence he looks up to

By the time he realized his mistake, he was already in a dilemma.

Fortunately, the god-level Xuan soldier he had just subdued, the golden horn, exerted a terrifying power, especially against a stationary target.

The golden finger sleeve contains the power of the law of time, quickly corroding the three-layer prohibition of the wolf clan powerhouse, and in the final blow, the energy of the law is injected into the fist of the wolf clan powerhouse.

That moment of contact sent the wolf clan powerhouse a thousand years later

The ancients did not deceive me, time is really a pig-killing knife, of course, it can also kill.

One of Xiao Qiang's arms was almost falling apart, and at this moment he was being quickly healed by the little bamboo spirit, flashing with a faint green light.

He looked at the golden finger cuff that had dimmed his little finger, and couldn't help but get excited, sure enough, time baby, although it can't stop time like Zu Xiaofei's time hourglass, but it can speed up the flow of time

"Xiao Qiang" When Xiao Qiang just got back into the trench, a figure appeared on the high ground and was glaring at Xiao Qiang angrily.

Xiao Qiang turned around, looked at the Rouran priest with a blue face, laughed, and simulated a soft voice with his throat, "Lord Priest, you have to understand that once the prohibition here disappears, the dragon senior will appear above your head"

Throwing down a sentence that seemed to be true or false, Xiao Qiang laughed again, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the darkness.

Priest Rouran and the few people who came after him looked at the place where the strong man with the broken arm had died almost simultaneously with a look of anger on their faces.

In the end, they were still a step late, and the breath of life of their companions had completely disappeared.

Chardan's eyes were red, his fists were clenched tightly, and he said hoarsely, "How is it possible, how is it possible?"

His mouth was full of bitterness, and there were only seven or eight Extreme Heaven powerhouses in the entire Wolf God Temple, all of whom were real pillars, and now he was killed by Xiao Qiang inexplicably, how could he not feel sad

Everyone was silent, their hearts were also shocked, and they also couldn't understand how it was possible to kill an extremely heavenly powerhouse with Xiao Qiang's strength

Although he may have been a sneak attack, although He Budu was injured, although there were such and such objective factors, in the eyes of everyone, the whole thing was still so incredible

Unspeakable anger welled up in everyone's heart, and the anger of not being able to see the truth even surpassed the killing of their companions themselves.

Priest Rouran looked up at the night sky again, but from Yuehuazhi, he didn't get an answer.

He shook his head helplessly, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the terrain of this ditch is complex, and it is shrouded in countless spatial rifts, and it is difficult for us to find a breakthrough in a short period of time. ”

"Then how did Xiao Qiang get in," Chardin asked gloomily.

A hint of worry flashed in Rouran's eyes, "I guess it must be the ancient dragon secretly assisting him, and it seems that there is not much time left for us." ”

Everyone's hearts were shocked, and they couldn't help but look up at the night sky at the same time, thinking of the power that the ancient dragon had displayed before, and their scalps couldn't help but start to tingle.

In the vicinity of the Valley of the Faun, the will of the Faun has not completely dissipated, so the ancient dragon cannot approach here for the time being, but as time passes, it will be a matter of time before the dragon recovers here.

It wouldn't be good if they got to that point and their plan wasn't done.

Chardan gritted his teeth and finally made a decision, "Sochin, you stay here, look for an opportunity to kill Xiao Qiang, and the others follow me to get the second godhead"

Originally, Chardin wanted to give a few more words, but when he thought that Sochin was an extremely strong man, he would insult him if he said too much, so he simply omitted words such as "You have to be careful".

Sochin, a small, but sturdy gray-haired old man, nodded calmly, sat cross-legged where he had died, and lowered his eyes