Chapter 288: Tanks are useful, right?
A terrifying suction force came from the bronze square tripod, trying to suck Song Mang in.
Song Mang looked at the bronze square tripod and felt that it looked familiar. It seemed to be a stewing stove from the Shang Dynasty.
However, no matter how powerful this furnace is, it is not as powerful as Song Mang's Qianyuan Ding.
She took out the Qianyuan Ding, and the aura of the Qianyuan Ding directly suppressed the bronze square tripod, and the suction force in the bronze square tripod disappeared.
"how so?"
The young man in white looked extremely unhappy when he saw this scene. "This is a magical tool for refining medicine from ancient times. Even a Jindan cultivator could be directly sucked in to refine it. How come it has no effect on her?"
The young man in white had a fierce look in his eyes, and he sent out a ghost power directly, hitting the bronze square tripod in the air.
The bronze square tripod instantly grew larger and smashed towards Song Mang like a small mountain.
Song Mang quickly put away the Gatling gun and took out a paper tank from the space!
"Hey, rebound!"
With a loud bang, a huge heavily armored tank suddenly appeared in the box and smashed the stage in the middle of the box as soon as it landed.
The bronze square tripod hit the heavily armored tank, and a protective barrier appeared on the tank, which smoothly bounced the bronze square tripod away.
The bronze square tripod smashed back at the young man in white!
The young man in white's face changed drastically. He quickly controlled the bronze square tripod to shrink again, and then retracted his sleeves.
Song Mang sat in the heavily armored tank, and his voice came through the radio, "You damn eunuch, my tank is useful, right? It's no use regretting it now, I'm not going to give it to you, hehe."
“……?”
"You damn eunuch, why are you silent? Are you regretting it now? Just go out and ask around and you'll know. This thing is priceless in the Netherworld!"
“……?”
Seeing that he still had no response, Song Mang couldn't help but say with some boredom, "You damn eunuch, speak up, why aren't you speaking? Weren't you very talkative when you were at the banquet just now?"
The young man in white had a distorted expression and gritted his teeth as he said, "Who are you calling a dead eunuch? Call me that again and try! You're the fucking eunuch!"
Song Mang: "Sorry, I hit a sore spot! How about this, you give me 20 billion Huahua, and from now on this will be our little secret, and I promise not to call you that!"
The young man in white: "Shut up! This is not my sore spot! I've already said, I'm not a eunuch!"
Song Mang: "Okay, okay, first give me 20 billion flowers, otherwise I will use a big speaker to shout on the roof of the castle."
The young man in white was so angry that he flipped over the tables around him, "I already told you I'm not that person!"
"Then take off your pants and show them to everyone."
“…”
The scene fell silent instantly.
All the living humans and monsters couldn't help but look at his crotch.
Song Mang chuckled, "Now that everyone knows, you might as well eat them all together, so that no one can tell your little secret!"
The young man in white glanced at everyone with a sinister look, gnashing his teeth and saying, "You're quite right. If that's the case, then you should all die together!"
With a bang.
The young man in white suddenly slapped the ground with his palm.
The strange red light appeared again, and a large amount of blood flowed on the red carpet. The blood spread in all directions and formed a large formation pattern on the ground.
Boom!
As the waves of the formation came, the ground inside the box instantly shattered into powder, revealing a dark cliff!
"Oh no! There's a teleportation array inside the box that has teleported us to the top of the cliff!"
As soon as someone shouted this, the light of the nearby formation dissipated, and the young man in white disappeared.
A strong wind swept over from the bottom of the cliff, and everyone fell down the cliff!
Song Mang sat in the heavily armored tank and fell down the cliff with the tank.
"There are so many formations in this bar's private room. Could it be that the damn eunuch has been wanting to kill everyone for a long time?"
She muttered something, then put away the heavy armored tank and replaced it with a paper fighter.
"Ahhh! Help!"
The others fell down while screaming. Song Mang drove the paper fighter jet, nimbly passed by them and reached the bottom of the cliff.
When they were teleported to this place, the formation in the box disappeared. They couldn't return the same way, so they could only find a way out from the bottom of the cliff.
When Song Mang arrived at the bottom of the cliff, she put away the paper fighter and explored the surrounding area.
The bottom of the cliff was covered with rubble and body debris, and the air was filled with a heavy smell of corpses.
Song Mang covered his nose, avoided the body parts on the ground, and searched for a long time before finding a passage.
She walked into the passage and walked for a long time before she saw a light appear in the distance of the passage.
There's a strong ghost atmosphere over there.
Song Mang thought about it and burned a paper-made ancient man, and wrote Xi Jinzhi's birth date on it.
After the paper man was burned, Xi Yu appeared next to Song Mang.
He was wearing the same plain blue shirt as the paper man, and had an upright posture, but his appearance was not as stunning as Xi Jinzhi himself.
If Xi Jinzhi is the 4K high-definition version, then Xi Yu's paper figurine is the 1080p pixel version.
There's not much difference, but it just doesn't look as pleasing to the eye as the original.
Song Mang stared at him for so long that Xi Jinzhi felt a little uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but frown and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"
Song Mang looked away, thinking that she had burned out Xi Jinzhi, the King of Hell, the first time, so why couldn't she burn out such a powerful one in the future?
"say."
Xi Jinzhi's cold voice came.
Song Mang was thinking about something, so he said perfunctorily, "You look good. You look good, isn't it for people to look at you? Is that all I need to see?"
“…”
Song Mang walked forward with his head down, and took out his cell phone to send a message to Yan Zhe, asking what was going on when a paper figure was burned to look like the King of Hell. He didn't pay attention to Xi Jinzhi's expression.
After a while, he suddenly said from behind her, "Who's prettier, the male model or me?"
Song Mang paused.
She turned around and saw his expressionless handsome face, and the corners of her lips curled up and said, "When I look at male models, I look at their eight-pack abs. I haven't seen your abs, so how can I know who is good-looking?
Otherwise, could you show it to me so I can compare it?"
"shallow!"
A trace of barely perceptible anger flashed in his eyes, and then he flicked his sleeves and walked forward.
Song Mang trotted over and said, "No way, no way, you don't have abdominal muscles? Never mind if you don't have them~"
Xi Jinzhi stopped abruptly.
Song Mang bumped directly into him and then passed through his translucent body.
Song Mang thought that this guy stopped to show him his abdominal muscles, so he didn't look at the road carefully and almost stumbled forward and fell to the ground.
However, a force behind her grabbed the back of her collar and prevented Song Mang from falling face down.
Song Mang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Oh my god, I completely forgot you were weird. I braked and almost tripped myself. Luckily you grabbed me..."
Xi Jinzhi said, "I didn't pull you."
Song Mang:? ?!
Who pulled her?
Next second.
Song Mang felt his neck tighten!
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