He was able to control Zhang Qingzheng because of his luck and lack of experience in fighting the enemy in the world. After all, when Zhang Qingzheng was trapped, he was less than 30 years old. If he met a real second-level strongman, Mo Songran might not be an opponent.

When he met a second-level strong man, Mo Songran could barely have the power to fight, but when he met a king-level strong man, he had no idea of ​​confrontation.

A king-level powerful man is like the king of beasts in the mountains and forests. His breath alone can shock the enemy's hearts.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, a middle-aged man in white appeared strangely in the hall.

He was at the location of two drought horns. The middle-aged man pinched a drought horn's neck like a puppy and took it in front of him. He whispered: "It's really the legendary drought horn. I really miss it."

The middle-aged man muttered nostalgia, but he showed no mercy. He slapped the sword on the back, and with a sound of a whistle, the incomprehensible drought bar was in a different place. The middle-aged man waved several times in a row, and the drought bar scattered all over the ground like a piece of tofu.

"Well!" A drought bar died. Mo Songran's cheeks turned red as if he had suffered severe injuries, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth. The soul splitting used to refine these two drought bars was exactly the second of the six souls that Mo Songran had separated from him. Using his own soul splitting to refine the drought bar will greatly increase its control.

Mo Songran couldn't believe that the dry bait that he had been trying to refine for decades was not able to bear the middle-aged man's light sword.

Niu Haoling is also a person who knows the goods now, especially after following Zhang Qingzheng for a period of time, he has a deep understanding of the power between the strong. The strong people who are secretly practicing force is only a skill of exerting force. The strong people who transform the powerful have been able to cultivate a trace of internal breath, that is, the internal energy and true qi in martial arts novels. In fact, in reality, internal energy and true qi are real things, such as some qigong masters who are lucky to cure diseases, which is also a real thing. However, with the changes of the times, the number of martial artists has decreased, and most so-called qigong masters are just liars pretending.

Cultivating the inner breath is equivalent to stepping into the transformation of energy.

And one step forward is Gangjin. The internal strength of Gangjin is stronger and can be achieved to be freely restrained and released. Some Gangjin strong people who are more skilled in using internal strength can even have legendary superpowers, which are called superpowers abroad, such as taking objects from the air, etc.

Further up, there is the peak realm of warriors - Dan Jin.

The Dan Power Strong is also called a king-level powerhouse. The conditions to be achieved are very harsh. First of all, you have to forget all the moves and reach the Taoist "selflessness". It is difficult to do this. After all, most masters have practiced boxing for a lifetime, and it is not that easy to forget. Secondly, you must transform the inner breath into mind power. The inner breath relies on meditation and meditation. The only difference between the two is that the power of the mind power is stronger, just like the essence, more sharp and sharp than the inner breath.

For example, on the blade of the long sword in Yun Wanli's hand, there is a thin film visible to the naked eye. This thin film is a form of thought power, indestructible and indestructible.

Seeing Yun Wanli dealt with a dry bar, Mo Songran dared not send the dry bar up. He whistled and quickly began to retreat. The remaining dry bar retreated simultaneously, and instantly distanced him from Yun Wanli by more than ten meters.

"I still want to run away?" The backer appeared. Niu Haoling naturally wanted to pretend to be powerful. He rushed forward a few steps and grabbed the sleeve of the drought-bar. The moment he grabbed the sleeve of the drought-bar, he had already used the iron block.

With the swing of two iron arms, the drought bar was immediately thrown back to its original position. Before it could get up, a cold light flashed by, and its ugly and hideous head rolled to the ground.

"Senior Yun is mighty!" Niu Haoling ran over and said flatteringly with a smile on his face.

Although Niu Haoling also had some aura of a superior person as his strength grew, he still acted extremely inferior when he met someone stronger than him. Seeing his smirk on his face, Luo Li, who was standing beside him, had the urge to kick Niu Haoling.

This kind of smile is really a long time ago. After all, there are really few people in this world who can withstand a smile like Niu Haoling. Let me ask, how many powerful people can surpass Huajin in the world?

Yun Wanli nodded at Niu Haoling and said, "This is the only time."

Niu Haoling laughed and said, "Of course, Senior Yun can help, how dare you bargain?"

Yun Wanli nodded again and said calmly: "Then I will solve him, and the transaction will end here."

Trading? Li Ling's expression was wonderful. What kind of chips do you need to use to trade with them as a strong man of the king?

Until now, Li Ling realized that she could not see through Niu Haoling. This boy who was seriously injured by her back then had grown to the point where she could not control her.

Mo Songran did not dare to escape, but just opened the distance, because he knew very well that he could not escape the pursuit of a king-level strong man. He hid behind the Hanba and shouted loudly: "This senior, Mo Songran, in Xiayin Sect, has provoked him at some point. I am willing to make up for it, but I hope he will put it on the lower horse."

Yun Wanli glanced at Mo Songran and said softly: "Hidden Sect? That's no wonder."

"But you are still going to die." Yun Wanli's next sentence knocked Mo Songran's heart to the bottom.

Mo Songran gasped and said in a deep voice: "Senior, do you have to fight to the death?"

"Huh?" Yun Wanli's originally godless eyes suddenly burst out with two rays of light. No one in the world dares to threaten the king-level powerhouse!

Ten years ago, a general holding military power in the Middle East also threatened a powerful king-level man with words. Later, the general used thirty tanks and thirteen fighter jets, and dispatched three regiments of troops, turning the landing point of the powerful king-level man into the end of the world.

After the attack ended, the figure of the king-level strong man was gone at the site, and only a little dry blood was found on the ground.

The general thought he had killed a king-level powerful man who was invincible. But after a few days of happiness, the escaped king-level powerful man sneaked into the military camp on a storm and killed all night. More than 10,000 people died at the hands of the king-level powerful man, and even the general, his head was cut off in his sleep.

Those eyes seemed to penetrate someone else's heart, and they made Mo Songran's eyes hurt. He shouted without fear: "Kill me, no one of you can escape from here!"

Mo Songran tore off his shirt a little crazy, pointed to a sewn scar on his chest and said, "I placed a nuclear warhead under the ground of this hall, and the launch device will be in my body. If you are reluctant to leave, then we will go to hell together!"

No one knows whether what Mo Songran said is true or false, and true is false, and false is true. At this point, no one is willing to use his life to try the truth or false of this matter.

Niu Haoling applauded and said, "Mr. Master is so brave. My nephew admires him very much."

Mo Songran now wanted to eat his meat and drink his blood. His eyes were full of anger when he looked at Niu Haoling. He didn't care about Niu Haoling's praise. He shouted loudly like a kidnapper: "Prepare a plane for me and let me leave!"

Niu Haoling sneered: "Do you think we are second-bar? Even if I agree, the wise and powerful senior Yun next to me will not agree, right? Do you want to leave? What should you do if you go ahead and detonate a nuclear bomb at the back?"

Mo Songran's voice was already a little shrill, and he howled: "You don't have the right to choose! Just answer whether you agree or not!"

He used his middle finger nail to scratch the stitched scar on his chest. Surprisingly, the center of the scar was not sewn together, but quickly separated, revealing three rubber threads inside, one red, one blue, and one yellow.

Seeing these three rubber threads, Niu Haoling couldn't laugh.

The only thought in his mind was that this old man was really crazy.

Only a madman can make the leads of the nuclear bomb in his body. It would be useless for this guy not to join Al Qaeda.

Niu Haoling laughed and said, "Forget it, forget it, my master wants to settle things, and I can't impose any more obstacles, right?"

The anger in Mo Songran's eyes subsided a little. He didn't seem to expect Niu Haoling to surrender. He immediately said, "This is the key. The place where your master is detained. As long as he no longer seeks trouble for me, the grudge between me and him will be cleared."

Mo Songran only thought that Niu Haoling came to rescue Zhang Qingzheng, and did not know that Niu Haoling was planning this mission. After Mo Songran stated that he was immortal, Niu Haoling had sentenced him to death.

Niu Haoling took the dungeon key that Mo Songran threw over and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master, for your accomplishment."

The chill in Mo Songran's eyes flashed and he hated Niu Haoling very much. He also didn't want Zhang Qingzheng to survive, because he knew very well that the grudge between him and Zhang Qingzheng was never over. After all, he had been imprisoned for a hundred years, which undoubtedly caused a deep hatred for blood. Zhang Qingzheng and Niu Haoling would not die for a day, and Mo Songran would not be at peace for a day.

However, in the current situation, Mo Songran has no choice. His only choice now is to escape here first and then seek a revenge plan.

The king-level strong man is the pride of heaven, and he is the dragon and phoenix among people. They will definitely not always obey Niu Haoling's orders. Mo Songran just now heard the king-level strong man say such words, "This is the only time."

"Can I leave?" Mo Songran asked with a vigilant face.

Niu Haoling laughed and said, "Of course, Master, please take a step first."

"call out!"

Almost in sync with Niu Haoling's words, a cold light shot straight into Mo Songran's eyebrows. Then, in Mo Songran's stunned eyes, his head cracked in two halves.

The one who takes action is Yun Wanli.

The long sword attacks, like a dragon going out to sea, and the long rainbow penetrates the sun, where can Mo Songran avoid it?

Of course, without Niu Haoling's previous confusing behavior, even if Yun Wanli had earth-shaking power, he would not be able to kill Mo Songran in seconds before he activated his nuclear bomb device. After all, Mo Songran installed the nuclear bomb device next to his heart, and as long as he had an idea, he might detonate the nuclear bomb.

Therefore, Yun Wanli split Mo Songran's head with one move.

"Huh!" Niu Haoling let out a long sigh, and suddenly felt the strength in his body disappear. He softened his steps and fell to the ground with a thud, holding his body in a daze and laughed: "Damn, I almost killed my life this time. This ghost mission is simply not done by humans!"

His current mission has only been carried out two-thirds, and he has encountered a master of Huajin. Even a devastating weapon such as nuclear bombs appeared behind him.

It is hard for Niu Haoling to imagine what will happen in the next task. This time he invited Yun Wanli, a super awesome, cool and super introverted master, to help, but it would be difficult for him to invite the other party for the second time.

If Yun Wanli was not here this time, they might be in danger of being destroyed. After all, the battle was at the end, and even if they had the advantage, they would be bombed to pieces by nuclear bombs.

Thinking of this, Niu Haoling was a little scared. He sat on the ground and rested for a while, stood up and could no longer find Yun Wanli's shadow. This time he agreed to Yun Wanli for something, which was considered to have invited this super strong man. Such an opportunity was difficult to find again.

Niu Haoling finally understood why the previous candidate could not complete the task, because it was purely his suicide.

As Mo Songran died, the drought bar turned into a pool of rotten meat, making a scent of unpleasant smell.

"Thirteen, what are we going to do next?" Tie Niu was strong and his strength recovered quickly. He walked over and asked after a short rest.

Niu Haoling sighed, "I will rescue my cheap master first, and then we will all leave. This place is a pure land. We have killed many of them, so let them go in the future?"

Li Ling stood in the distance, wanting to speak but stopping. She really wanted to ask Niu Haoling where he found a king-level strongman. If Hongtao had a king-level strongman backing, even the Four Kings would be afraid of them.
Chapter completed!