Chapter 190 Your Dad Is Going to Explode!

Guan Jue and Yao Mu were stunned.

Give Jiu Zhuan a gift?

What do you mean?

They couldn't even imagine that Chu Ran's solution was this?

The entire group channel also fell into silence for about two seconds, and then, all kinds of voices broke out!

"Calm down! Calm down! Little brother, that's rank nine, not some rotten fish!"

"We have other ways, it really wouldn't be like this!"

"If you go to find Jiuzuan now, I'm afraid you'll be killed in one move!"

"Can't go, absolutely can't go!"

These fifth-level professionals are going crazy.

Chu Ran's decision to take the false god to find Jiu Zhuan simply made their scalp numb.

Don’t you have any nostalgia for the human world?

The second turn of provocation and the ninth turn... They could never dream of something so outrageous!

Chu Ran was so noisy by these people that he directly blocked the group's sound.

He raised his right hand, and his whole arm trembled slightly, making a clicking sound.

That was the performance of him controlling four giant hands to squeeze the false god into a rotten ball of flesh, and confront the power of the false god.

The false god is not a dead fish. Of course he will resist if he is squeezed into a ball.

Moreover, the undulations on the surface of his skin became more and more obvious, and a smelly liquid flowed out of those granules. Chu Ran had no doubt that if this thing exploded, it was not clear whether the people in Maoyue City would be dead or alive. But we definitely can’t have this city anymore.

What's the difference between this and a defense all over the city?

If you want to sprinkle it, go out and sprinkle it, it is best to sprinkle it to the nine-turn professionals of the Nine Gods Sect!

"If you want to die, don't die in the city."

Chu Ran glanced at the false god, and could vaguely see the distorted eyes of the false god moving around uneasily, and he could read the malicious meaning from them.

Very good, I just like the way you hate me but can't kill me.

Chu Ran flipped his wrist, rotated his four giant hands, turned the false god to the other side, no longer looked into his eyes, and then said: "Xie Ling, just scream if you're not dead!"

Most of the people in the group were blocked by him, but Xie Ling was not among them.

This scumbag had been hit hard by the master in a hurry, and he probably wouldn't have felt well, but if he was told that he was dead, Chu Ran would never believe it.

What's more, this guy's name in the group hasn't been wiped out yet.

In the team state, if a person dies, the name will be dimmed.

Xie Ling's name can't wait to be highlighted, this scumbag must be alive and well.

"Don't say anything, pretending to be an expert?" Chu Ran sneered: "Then don't blame me for talking to Lao Gu and saying that your kid ran away at the critical moment, leaving me to carry the false god alone."

This time Xie Ling couldn't pretend anymore and said with a wry smile: "Junior, I'm not pretending to be dead, I'm really dead."

His voice was intermittent, as if there was a problem with the signal: "The seventh-level recipient attacked me just now. I was really dead at the time, but I had special skills, so I managed to survive... Wait a minute, I'm still here Here is the Wisdom Academy.”

Chu Ran was surprised when he heard this: "Why did you go to the Wisdom Institute?"

"This has something to do with my career." Xie Ling sighed: "It's a bit long to say. In short, I can't be separated from the Wisdom Institute. My situation is very complicated. It's really not what the rumors say. It's very complicated. You have to squat in the Wisdom Academy and wait to die!"

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense with me. I have something to do with you."

Chu Ran interrupted his self-cleansing: "Use your omnipotent feeling to tell me a fortune."

He quickly told Xie Ling the situation, for no other reason than to use Xie Ling's passivity to predict bad luck.

After Xie Ling heard this, he quickly said: "It's terrible! It's terrible! It's definitely terrible!"

"Junior, that's a ninth-level professional. Lao Gu was beaten to the point of running away with his head in his arms. You brought a false god to find trouble with him. Do you think your life is too long?"

"I don't agree with this plan!"

"To be honest, after you told me, I got goosebumps. It's definitely not good!"

Xie Ling tried his best to stop Chu Ran's crazy plan.

"Xiao Xie, you are lucky to have a combat profession." Chu Ran sighed: "If you change your profession to become a fortune teller, you will be killed sooner or later. The combat profession saved you, do you know that?"

"Chu Ran, you have to think clearly, there is nothing after death." Xie Ling's voice was serious, and he no longer even called Chu Ran his junior: "Your career has great potential for growth, and you have unlimited possibilities in the future. As long as you Five years... no, as long as three years, you can change the current situation of Abyss and Blue Star.

If you were sacrificed here, I can't imagine what kind of loss it would be. So I solemnly advise you, don’t be impulsive and don’t take risks. "

Xie Ling's heartfelt words were definitely not an impromptu move.

From the moment he guessed Chu Ran's career, he was already thinking about these words.

"Xie Ling, you are not a bad person. After listening to what you have said, let me ask you a question." Chu Ran clenched his right hand and said, "I would trade your life for mine, would you trade it?"

"No change." Xie Ling gave the answer without hesitation. Then he was silent for a few seconds and then said, "I can't say. I'll talk about it if the day comes."

Chu Ran smiled and said: "Your answer is not to change, and my answer is not to change either."

"I am very afraid of death. I wouldn't trade my life for anyone else's."

"I only have one principle in doing things, and that is to do whatever I can within my ability to save my life."

"So, I'm not looking for death."

"I'm going to die for him!"

After Chu Ran finished speaking, his arm cracked and trembled a little more.

Without any hesitation, he spread his wings and flew towards the purple sky.

Seeing this scene, the five-turn professionals in the city were almost crazy.

Guan Jue and Yao Mu tried their best to talk to Chu Ran, but Chu Ran's communication did not respond at all.

…

Under the purple sky.

Countless energy storms swept around, the space was shattered, the scenery was upside down, like a world separated from heaven and earth.

There was a loud bang.

Countless rings of energy spread out, and several figures exploded and retreated, tearing the space along the way, and the fragments that fell off like mirrors fell nearby.

A man holding a long knife upside down put the back of the knife against his arm, barely withstanding the pressure, and spit out black blood when he opened his mouth, gritting his teeth and said: "Who the hell came up with the idea to let us stop the ninth turn?"

Before he finished speaking, in the chaotic energy storm in front of him, a figure in a black robe walked over as if strolling in the garden.

Those energy storms were calmed by invisible forces before they could touch his body.

He took steps in the void, and every step made the fragmented space around him tremble.

This momentum, like the arrival of a demon god, made all the eight-turn professionals present dare not breathe loudly. There was no way, the pressure was too great!

"Stop complaining." A short-haired woman holding a golden polyhedron and constantly restoring the status of several people said coldly: "Gu Changling, it's up to you next, where is your skill?"

Gu Changling's scholar robe had been torn to pieces, revealing a blood-stained shirt. He took off his cracked glasses and said expressionlessly: "I used it."

The woman was stunned: "When did you use it?"

Gu Changling didn't answer.

He couldn't say that I bet my skills on the future, right?

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the woman also despaired: "Forget it, fight hard, Elder Hua should be able to support soon, try to delay until then."

Before he finished speaking, the black-robed man in front suddenly stopped and looked in a certain direction.

There was only darkness on his face, and his appearance and expression could not be seen clearly.

The Nine-turn [Demigod] of the Nine Gods Sect never showed his true face. This was not surprising to everyone present, but they just didn't know what he was looking at.

Gu Changling also looked in that direction and squinted.

The next second, he widened his eyes, showing a shocked and annoyed expression: "You kid..."

Before he finished speaking.

An arrogant voice broke into the scene: "Look up and see if this is your father. Be careful, your father is going to explode!"

Four giant hands fell from the sky and threw a bunch of squeezed and deformed monsters at the Nine-turn Demigod of the Nine Gods Sect!