Chapter 30 Selecting candidates for King of Martial Arts!

Muchen held a bottle of white liquid in his hand and poured it on the robe, gently wiping the metal legs.

He regards the Eight-legged God of War as more important than his life!

After all, it took him ten years to forge this spiritual treasure, and the materials were quite precious!

"Huh...it's okay, okay, there are no cracks..."

After wiping, Muchen breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

…

"interesting…"

Looking at the scene opposite, Yi Huang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This was far beyond his expectation.

His punch has a full force of 800,000 kilograms, which can completely destroy a strong Martial King Realm!

But the sloppy old man couldn't help but remain unscathed, even the weird thing on his crotch was no big deal.

From this, Yi Huang learned that the thing under the sloppy old man's crotch was not a spiritual weapon, but a spiritual treasure.

Only Lingbao can withstand the punch he just received.

"This old boy is not simple..."

Yi Huang touched his chin.

As we all know, there are only two spiritual treasures in the Southern Wilderness, one is the ape's Black God Rod, and the other is his own Sky-Shaking Cannon.

Now, with both the Black God Rod and the Sky-Shaking Cannon in his hands, when did this old man actually have a spiritual treasure? After all, this is the standard weapon for a strong man in the Martial King Realm. He only has the Great Perfection in the Martial King Realm and is not qualified at all. Control the spiritual treasure.

Uh-huh!

Yi Huang's feet swayed and disappeared.

He wanted to capture this old man alive and planned to question him clearly.

If it can be used for oneself, that's the best, but if one insists on being one's enemy, then don't blame Yi Huang for being ruthless!

"Hey! Ant, how dare you take advantage of others' danger!"

Muchen's hair stood up when he noticed the movement behind him.

He quickly climbed onto the eight-legged God of War and started fighting mode.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

There were afterimages behind Yi Huang, and he easily dodged the attack of the eight-legged God of War.

This spiritual treasure was indeed very powerful, but unfortunately the master who controlled it was at a slightly lower level. Due to the obvious gap in level, Muchen was unable to capture Yi Huang's figure from beginning to end.

The result can be imagined. In just a few breaths, the eight-legged God of War was knocked to the ground by Yi Huang's punch.

Muchen was grabbed by the neck by Yi Huang and slipped out of the Eight-legged God of War.

With his skinny appearance, less than 1.6 meters tall, and messy hair and beard, he looked like a little chicken.

"Liar! You are not in the early stage of Demon King Realm at all!"

Muchen's feet lifted off the ground and he fluttered with his claws.

When the Eight-legged God of War was successfully forged, he had calculated thousands of times that the strength of the Eight-legged God of War could definitely defeat a strong person in the early stage of the Demon King Realm.

And this ant had him completely under his control. His combat power far exceeded that of the early stage Demon King Realm. For this reason, Muchen was sure that this guy must have hidden his own realm, which led to his misjudgment!

"It's a pity that I am in the early stage of Demon King Realm."

Yi Huang answered truthfully.

Of course, this is just the surface strength of Yi Huang.

What is different from the ordinary demon king in the early stage is that Yi Huang's body is that of a high-level spiritual beast, Vajra Ant, and he has practiced the supreme skill Ant Sky Dragon Slaying Art. After swallowing the Yuan Qi Pearl, his strength and agility are second to none at the same level. to three times.

His comprehensive combat power level is no less than that of a strong person in the middle stage of Demon King Realm!

"I was imprisoned for ten years at the beginning, and I will die in the hands of an ant before I even show off!"

"Damn it! God allows me to be reborn again. Give me a grandpa or a system!"

"I, Muchen, will never be the most miserable time traveler in history!"

Muchen yelled desperately, tears of unwillingness fell in his eyes.

"you…"

The expression on Yi Huang's face suddenly froze.