Chapter 1180

"Good boy, I have to say you are really good, but you are doomed to fail today. I haven't even taken out half of my strength to deal with you. I underestimate the enemy, but next, I'll show you what real power is."

The crazy devil old man said proudly, and then a mighty momentum gushed out of his body. At this time, the strength of the crazy devil was also rising section by section, and instantly exceeded the state of Zhao Sanjin at this time.

In the distance, Tan Lao, Lin Qingqing and others felt the soaring strength of the crazy devil, and their faces suddenly changed color. They looked up at the crazy devil old man opposite Zhao Sanjin in horror. From the current crazy devil old man, they realized that the soul was trembling, and this feeling would only appear when there was a huge gap in the strength of both sides.

Zhao Sanjin's face was also a little heavy. Of course, he knew that the other party had hidden his strength. After all, he didn't even summon the spirit pet, so he could fight equally with the crazy old man, which is impossible.

It's just that Zhao Sanjing really didn't expect the other party to show half of his strength in the battle just now, which surprised him. It can even be said that all this was completely beyond his expectation.

"Hoo..."

After taking a deep breath, Zhao Sankin threw away his dull mood, and his wavering heart became firm again. At the moment, Zhao Sankin had only one idea, that is, even if today's crazy old man was more powerful, Zhao Sankin would have a meeting for a while. He was forced to summon his pet, He doesn't believe that he can't handle the crazy old man at that time.

After only a few breaths, the growth rate of the mad old man's breath slowed down. Until the end, the breath was stable and stable at a level that made everyone afraid. Now the mad old man's strength made Lin Qingqing and others feel desperate.

If only relying on their strength now, I'm afraid they are not the enemy of the crazy old man. Lin Qingqing looked at Zhao Sanjin in the distance, and his eyes were full of worry.

Worry is worry. Lin Qingqing knows very well that she can only pray silently at the bottom of her heart. She prays that the man she loves deeply, the man who always gives her surprises and surprises, can create miracles again here and defeat the crazy old man.

Zhao Sanjin just smiled calmly, and the fluctuation in his heart was also slow and gentle. He raised his head, looked at the arrogant crazy devil, stood proudly with Gu Qian in his hand, pointed to the crazy devil and hummed: "I have to deny that you old bastard are really powerful, but I Zhao Sanjin has always been a person who is not afraid of things and does not believe in evil. Today I don't believe I can't fucking beat you!"

"It's stupid!" the crazy old man who fully showed his strength glanced at Zhao Sanjin and smiled disdainfully. He stared at Zhao Sanjin holding Gu Qian with his black eyes and said slowly: "it's still that sentence. Today next year, I can burn paper money for you, but now, do you decide how to die?"

"It's really not..." Zhao Sanjin showed an innocent look on his face, shook his head and said with a smile: "no way, I feel that my luck is very good recently. People who want to get me often have no good end, and this time I always feel that you will be killed by me, so I won't die this time."

"The commander just shows off his tongue. I hope you can talk as much here as now when I step on you later."

The clothes of the crazy old man suddenly bulged, and the black breath constantly overflowed from it. The next moment, the crazy old man's fist was tightly clenched. The feeling of abundant strength in his body made him feel really good.

The crazy old man has to admit that Zhao Sanjin, who has supported Xuanjin, is indeed very powerful. If Zhao Sanjin is given enough time to grow, Zhao Sanjin will definitely surpass himself and become a powerful existence in the future.

But the reality is cruel. There are not so many if. There are countless talents born every day. However, in the long way of cultivation, talent is often not enough to judge a person's final achievement. It is necessary to become a strong talent, but this is only the tip of the iceberg. Opportunity is also the most important way of cultivation. If you are not lucky, your talent is good, and your final achievement can be achieved It's not so strange that a person with mediocre talent but good opportunities has no opportunities. What's more, it's not so strange that he directly dies halfway. After all, there are countless stepping stones in the growth process of every strong person.

"It seems that you are still not desperate. I forgive your ignorance. Next, I will let you know how big the gap between us is."

The crazy old man stood in place, his black strength appeared on the surface of his body, converged in the next moment, and then slowly pasted it on his clothes in Zhao Sanjin's shocked eyes, as if it had formed a pair of defense armor without dead corners.

Zhao Sankin was surprised that the magic nightmare sect had only been born for more than 300 years. However, it was so deep that any sect would be angry at it. I'm afraid that other sects don't have this defense skill.

The crazy old man suddenly waved the long gun at Zhao Sanjin. Just as the long gun was about to contact Zhao Sanjin Gu Qian, the long gun was covered with black gas, and then the black gas converged slowly. A layer of dark shiny things formed on the surface of the long gun, and when this layer of black things covered the long gun in the crazy devil's hand, Zhao Sanjin only felt that an unprecedented danger signal sounded at the bottom of his heart.

I have to admit that the crazy old man's gun came really fast, but it was in front of Zhao Sanjin in a moment. Zhao Sanjin didn't have time to think about it and mobilized his mysterious strength. In an instant, his whole body was filled with mysterious strength. Gu Qian in his hand also stabbed out in an instant and collided with the crazy old man's black magic gun in mid air.

At the moment when Gu Qian of Zhao Sanjin collided with the black magic gun of the crazy old man, Zhao Sanjin felt that the great power of the black magic gun instantly passed through the dry body to Zhao Sanjin's arm.

Zhao Sankin shot out and fell heavily to the ground. Just when he wanted to stand up, he felt his throat sweet and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. He thought he should be able to fight with the crazy old man for several rounds.

Now it seems that this is nothing more than his own fantasy. The strength of the crazy old man is completely beyond his expectation. He is so strong that he is not the enemy of his unity. The other party just hurt himself directly with one move. The gap between the two sides is now like a gap.

Seeing that Zhao Sanjin was seriously injured by his own move, the crazy old man couldn't help laughing proudly. Even so, the crazy old man didn't mean to stop. He cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring wind blew again. His mind moved. The long gun in his hand stabbed Zhao Sanjin again, and the target pointed directly at the key of Zhao Sanjin.

Zhao Sanjin just pressed the mysterious force in his body. When he saw that the crazy devil threw another shot at him, he couldn't help scolding his mother - sell - batch, and then shot back, but he was fast, but he couldn't be faster than the crazy devil's black long gun.

Seeing that the black spear was about to catch up with Zhao Sanjin, Zhao Sanjin scolded the crazy old man: "old man, I fuck your grandmother."

The voice of Zhao Sankin immediately turned into a white light, and the whole person's figure suddenly disappeared in place and moved to another direction. The sudden accident surprised the crazy old man. He didn't expect that the other party had the ability to run for his life.

What surprised him in particular was that several cute little animals appeared in front of Zhao Sanjin.

Yes, it's his mother's cute little animals, which makes the crazy old man look at it again, rub his eyes, and then surprise his eyes on Zhao Sanjin. He smiled and asked playfully, "what? Is this your means to protect your life?"

"Of course not!" Zhao Sankin shook his head and smiled meaningfully. The corners of his mouth turned cold. He hummed coldly: "it's a fucking means to take your life, crazy old man, die!"

Zhao Sanjin's momentum was like that of the crazy old man before. He suddenly climbed up again. Although he still didn't reach the terrible level of the crazy old man, even so, this power was quite good.

At least, the old tan on the side has been completely shocked. He really didn't expect that Zhao Sanjin's strength could rise again and again!

"These little animals are not simple!" this is the most subconscious thought of the crazy old man and even the old Tan beside him.

In itself, the few pets that came out of thin air already made people feel a little strange. It happened that Zhao Sanjin returned his mother and improved his strength again at this moment, which made the crazy old man have no reason not to doubt that all these were caused by the small animals in front of him.

"Huang Xiaoyao, give it to me!" Zhao Sanjin, whose strength had risen a few points, shouted when the crazy old man was still struggling.

At the same time, Huang Xiaoyao, who had been circling behind Zhao Sanjin's body, was like an arrow from Xuan and flew directly towards the crazy old man. At the same time, Zhao Sanjin, who was not satisfied with this, looked at the white beaver in front of him and hummed coldly: "white Beaver!"

Today's white beaver has reached an amazing seven tails after being nourished by a demon smelting pot for a long time. It looks really beautiful.

But it is in such a beautiful appearance that Zhao Sanjin knows more about the strength of the white beaver. The Nine Tailed Linghu has grown seven tails, which is enough to see that the strength of the white beaver is close to the strongest.

This makes the corners of Zhao Sanjin's mouth undoubtedly outline a fun arc. He believes that the crazy old man, even if his strength has reached an amazing success, has been able to win by surprise with the cooperation of the white beaver and the Yellow demon.

"Little green, come on!" Zhao Sanjin's eyes fell on a group of green furry animals in front of him. To tell the truth, up to now, Zhao Sanjin hasn't figured out what his mother's thing is. Otherwise, Zhao Sanjin's name is his mother's, and he can't accept it anyway!

Naturally, there is no doubt that Zhao Sanjin is the last life-saving card in his hand!