Chapter 951

Bai Lang would not go to learn any Seventy-Two Transformations and Nine-Turn Mysterious Skill—no matter whether it had another name called Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill, it was the same. "These two magical powers sound like they can't be practiced casually. If I go to practice, I'm afraid that not only will I not succeed, but even the original kung fu will have problems." Martial arts wisdom had its limits.

To integrate these martial arts and magical powers, one must possess astonishing wisdom.

However, Bai Lang didn't want astonishing wisdom at all...

Qianshan Zhenren smiled, "You have also long transcended martial arts and stepped into the path of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun and the Santan Haihui Great God—relying on the physical martial arts to achieve the immortal body, it's just that you are weaker than them in that you are almost ignorant in spells, completely relying on the path of breaking ten thousand laws with one force."

He looked at Bai Lang, "It's a pity, walking the path of that baboon, you can't reach the height of that monster after all. But it's enough to reach the level of the White Tiger Jianbing God. Sharing power with the original one, it is responsible for various spells and magical powers of the White Tiger Golden Qi, and you are responsible for the killing and sharpness of the White Tiger military formation."

Bai Lang smiled, and the tattoo on his body emerged, "That demon monk is also, you don't understand spells, what is the use of him giving this tattoo to you? Sure enough, it is a Heavenly Demon monk, doing things like those thief baldies, not human affairs." The two were chatting in the tavern. At this time, a figure wrapped in cloth strips, covered with a tattered robe and wearing a bamboo hat, walked in from outside.

"This one also breaks ten thousand laws with one sword. If you really want to fight, I'm afraid it's not necessarily much weaker than that baboon." Bai Lang heard this. He naturally knew who the person who came in was, just a skeleton sword saint. "I admit that I am indeed not as good as this guy in saber technique." Bai Lang only said this sentence. The skeleton sword saint didn't talk much, always hiding in a corner of the tavern, silent and sighing.

A sharp whistling sound rang out. Bai Lang turned his head to look, but it was an air combat capsule flying over outside, and then it transformed into a tall robot and walked in with a "qi-ka-ka." Bai Lang recognized him. This guy named Destruction was a Decepticon, and the one who could fight the most among the Decepticons—not everyone was equipped with a shrinkage cannon on their arm.

And this was a real shrinkage cannon, not the fake one of the True Granzon.

Looking left and right, Bai Lang felt that he was probably the weakest in the tavern.

"New world, are you going or not?" Zhou Xianda said with an immortal style. He looked at the magnificent scenery like a volcanic eruption in the distance outside, "That baboon is fighting with the gods and Buddhas, sure enough, he has proven the fighting victory of the golden body. This fight is flesh to flesh, and only those war gods of the Heavenly Court and Buddhist sect can fight him."

"Is this going to be caught and squatting in the hard labor kiln again? Damn it, I'm not going to be a filler. Let him squat alone. If I go, I probably won't be able to run away together." Bai Lang cursed and refused to move. He estimated that he could walk about ten or twenty moves in front of Erlang and the Third Prince, and then he would have to find a way to run away.

Zhou Xianda made a strange laugh, "Let him go. It's hard for me to run if I go, unless the big guy takes action."

"Well, the next world. You have to go, you can't stay here for a long time." Zhou Xianda said. At this time, Destruction also came over, holding a glass of energy drink, "Do you want to borrow a little brother?" These two were nodding acquaintances, "Decepticon's little brother is naturally also a Decepticon. I'll give you a Land Rover SUV. This guy is called Road Rage, a member of the ground assault team among the Decepticons."

"Combined King Kong?" Bai Lang said, "Thinking beautifully, just a three-change King Kong." Destruction said. "Land Rover SUV, humanoid robot, Su-25 attack aircraft."

"Well, let's go." Bai Lang didn't care. This time it must be a real body descending. Since there was still a Decepticon Road Rage accompanying him, it must still be a modern society. That's good, the ancient enjoyment was too poor, modern is better.

"Decepticons don't have this ability to transcend, so this is just a little gift from me. Don't think that Decepticons are all perverts and aggressive lunatics. Since they are life forms, they also have normal thinking, and they can also be friends—many Decepticons can even become friends of life and death as friends." Destruction said.

"Autobots are not all decent guys. Some bastards you contact make you want to kill them—especially those who are frivolous and don't know the importance of joking..." Destruction seemed to have some feeling. Bai Lang felt that he was mostly because he met that kind of Autobot, so he became a Decepticon, although it was not the case at all.

Bai Lang fell into the new world with a fire meteor, "Yo, this world is not very good." Bai Lang felt the chaotic vital energy of this world as soon as he arrived, and the fire meteor turned into a steel giant standing more than ten meters tall, with steel wings on his back. The next moment, this Decepticon turned into the largest Land Rover SUV in the sound of "qi-li-ka-la."

"What Land Rover? Land Rover a dick! This is a Cougar mine-resistant ambush-protected vehicle!" After a look, Bai Lang directly cursed. Destruction is likely a military blind! In fact, people are just car blind, and military aircraft are still clear.

You let Destruction say what car Optimus Prime, the old traitor, is? He probably just said an eighteen-wheel truck instead of a Freightliner FL86, Ironhide is a van instead of a Nissan Cherry Vanette small passenger car... So he is actually car blind. In total, he still knows that the Feihu team are Decepticons, and can distinguish that one of them is an F1 racing car, as for the others, he doesn't know.

Fortunately, the other form is correct, it is indeed Su-25, and Destruction didn't even say the model wrong, it is the SM3 type. "Can you change the paint? And hide your roof weapon station." Bai Lang said. He had already turned his clothes into modern clothes. The sound of "wa-wa" sounded, "Yes, I will change to black paint. The weapon station was originally able to transform into my weapon, and it is also possible to hide it now."

As this Decepticon said so, the car turned into a very rough six-wheeled off-road large truck, and the black paint at least wouldn't look so conspicuous. Bai Lang climbed into the cab, and the car automatically drove toward the highway, "How to solve the energy?" Bai Lang said, and Road Rage replied with the car audio, "There is a power furnace, and isn't it everywhere to steal energy blocks here?"

Bai Lang was stunned, then laughed loudly, "That's right, energy blocks are everywhere here, hahahaha." Neither of these two was a rule-abiding guy, and it could be said that they were not even good people. ===== CHAPTER 952 =====