Parasitic Cultivator, I Know Everything

"You, you... who the **** are you?"

Zhao Mingtian's voice trembled slightly, and the whole person was extremely nervous. He kept moving slowly towards the back, but his eyes were fixed on the mysterious man.

Naturally, Wang Hao didn't respond. He was silent for a while, and soon made a decision.

"You go, I won't kill you."

With a slightly low voice, one could hear extremely restrained emotions. It seems that just hearing this, you can feel the other party's rather unwilling thoughts.

Zhao Mingtian was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

The body reacted almost instantly, but at the same time, Zhao Mingtian's long-term experience told him that things were not so simple.

How can there be any reason to easily listen to other people's words?

He realized the problem almost at the next moment, but it was only such a pause.

Zhao Mingtian felt a flower in front of his eyes, the masked man rushed over so straight!

At the moment, Wang Hao's heart was full of anxiety.

The most common method is inconvenient to use, and the time cannot be delayed, so I have to use this simple method to distract the other party for a moment...

Use your fists to solve the problem!

In any case, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will probably be hard to come across in the future.

Risks and benefits coexist. Under such circumstances, Wang Hao still chooses to move forward bravely!

At this moment, Wang Hao knew that his kung fu was not good, and he didn't pay attention to it at the moment. He raised his leg and kicked at Zhao Mingtian.

In normal times, this kind of sparse and inattentive routine would naturally not catch Zhao Mingtian as much.

But now he has been bombed, and there is no good place in his body. He was trying to avoid this flying kick, but his head was hot, and then his throat began to tighten.

Her breathing was interrupted and she was exhausted.

The sudden abnormality caused Zhao Mingtian's complexion to change so much that his movements were half a beat.

Seeing this, Wang Hao felt a little overjoyed.

Originally I thought it was a mistake in my own production, but I didn't expect it, and it really worked!

"Poison gas bombs are really useful."

The power of the projectiles used for detonation is not large, and Wang Hao had high hopes for the few 'landmines' that had been placed early.

There are powerful and terrifying main explosives in it, and at the same time, several poisonous bombs 'tailor-made' for monks are mixed in.

In the past life, this kind of synthetic material was still quite common daily necessities. But in today's world, Wang Hao also spent a lot of effort to find all the materials.

Chlorine.

It is a highly toxic gas with a strong irritating odor, which is usually noticed by people, and thus actively avoids inhaling a large amount of it.

But in the midst of a series of explosions, no one would notice the strange smell.

"This gas will adsorb on the mucous membranes of the respiratory tract, causing damage and eventually difficulty breathing, accompanied by nausea and a strong desire to vomit."

This round of new products is an attempt, and the concentration of incorporation is not high, so the lethality is also ideal. But as a means of harassment, it is enough.

Wang Hao's thoughts were floating, and his eyes couldn't stop looking at Zhao Mingtian, whose face was full of pain.

According to the time, if an ordinary person would be lying on the ground right now. It seems that becoming a monk also has the effect of improving one's physique.

But...the extent should be quite limited. In the final analysis, the Qi refining cultivator has not yet broken away from the human structure.

The dizzy Zhao Mingtian couldn't dodge in time, and he took a solid foot, and his whole body was pushed by a huge force, and he fell directly to the side of the slope.

At this moment, he fell into a rolling gourd, collided all the way, and finally landed on the Banpo, which was barely able to stand on his heels.

I saw this embarrassed figure straightened up, his hands tightly wrapped around his neck, his face was painful, but his eyes widened and he stared straight at Wang Hao.

The latter flew down, without saying a word, and charged straight towards Zhao Mingtian.

Do you really want to know what your situation is?

Who will tell you!

Wang Haomu was full of energy and punched from bottom to top, hitting Zhao Mingtian's chin heavily. The solid feel feedback came, which made Wang Hao feel at ease.

This person has absolutely no strength to resist!

Wang Hao chased after the victory, raised his energy, and kicked Zhao Mingtian, who had difficulty breathing, to the ground.

He looked left and right for half a circle, pinched a fist-sized stone, and continued to pounce.

One click, two clicks, three clicks... The painful whimper gradually faded away, leaving only a dull percussion.

It wasn't until the entire head was smashed to pieces that it was a blur of blood and flesh before Wang Hao put down the blood-stained weapon.

Can't wait to catch his breath and rest, he stretched out his hand and groped towards the blob of filth mixed with bone and blood.

"Gee..."

After a faint scream, the slender red moth larvae were clamped and taken out.

Putting it into his mouth, Wang Hao hurriedly got up, UU reading www.uukanshu. com ran straight down the mountain—it was a pleasant surprise to be able to intercept the two tonight.

If he stayed any longer, he might run into a more difficult monk to deal with later. At that time, it would be difficult for Wang Hao to leave.

You must know, according to the narrations of the two dead people... Now there is a cultivator at the stage of forming pills on the mountain!

Being cautious is always a good thing.

Wang Hao walked eagerly. He simply covered up his whereabouts and went down the mountain quickly. And it was this anxiety that made him not aware of the strangeness behind him.

A pair of eyes were hidden not far away, just watching him smash people to death, open his skull and swallow worms, and finally let him go down the mountain quietly.

'Want to follow? He seems to know the essence of these monks, they should be the same kind that can be trusted'

'No...his behavior is abnormal, who would eat worms? This person should also be the object of contamination'

'Then we have to find a way to get down the mountain! If it goes on like this, sooner or later, the worm person who forms the core will catch up! ’

'I know I know! Don't be noisy, don't yell in my ear, I have a headache... Give me time, give me some more time, I will definitely find a way to escape! ’

'No, you're running out of time. I can feel myself losing consciousness. Maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe tomorrow? Even...just a few minutes later? ! ’

"Shut up, shut up, don't talk, don't talk anymore..."

Two voices.

Almost the same tone of voice, but speaking completely different words.

After a while, a fine sound came from another pit.

Following the gradually spreading mountain fire, I saw a blood-soaked, almost invisible shadow crawling out of it.