About the Tongue Pulling Camp side.

The order from the headquarters of the Imperial Soul Inspection was to retreat.

But they can't just throw a retreat, forget it, they don't care about the side of the tongue pulling camp.

This is impossible, even if they can't spare people to fight this battle, no matter what, they will also spare people to help the retreat of the Tongue Pulling Camp.

And that's exactly what they did.

The Imperial Spirit Inspection Headquarters directly transferred a ninth-order powerhouse from the Xudu Ghost Dragon.

It's a pity that the one who was unlucky just entered the tongue pulling hell met the evil spirit boss, and was slapped and almost confessed to the tongue pulling hell.

In this case, the headquarters also panicked.

The existence of the late ninth order, at present, only the old Taoist priest can use the headquarters of the Imperial Spirit Inspection.

But even if the old Taoist priest came out, he alone couldn't stop a mighty evil spirit army, not to mention that there was a terrifying existence in this evil spirit army that was also in the late ninth order like him.

At this time, send the old Taoist priest over, and if you are not careful, you will smash the old Taoist priest into it.

And when he was having a headache at the headquarters, Wu Yong reacted that he had an external body in the hell of pulling out his tongue.

The rest of the matter is logical.

Wu Yong's outer body was directly used, because of the influence of the state of tongue pulling, his outer body [spatial movement] was greatly weakened, and he had no choice but to run over for a long distance.

In order to arrive as soon as possible, Wu Yong tried his best to rush in a hurry!

But even if Wu Yong was in such a hurry, he was still a step too late.

By the time he arrived, the Tongue Pulling camp had already been breached.

The high-level generals in the tongue-pulling camp had basically taken the pill and worked hard, and Wu Yong almost watched the dozen or so generals blow themselves up with his own eyes.

even watched with his own eyes, the ninth-order tongue-pulling jailer, stubbornly resisted to the last wave and did not die, and said that he wanted to fight back.

In a fit of rage, Wu descended directly with his outer body, stretched out his hand and took away the ninth-order tongue puller who was already dying.

Wu Yong's sudden attack instantly attracted the attention of the remaining jailer who pulled out his tongue.

Seeing Wu Yong's figure, the eyes of the tongue-pulling jailer flashed.

"You're the tongue-pulling jailer your master is looking for, I didn't expect you to be here, and I didn't expect you to be in the same group of humans. ”

As he spoke, the tongue-pulling jailer instantly distanced himself from Wang Qinghe, who had fallen into a state of madness, and pressed an evil spirit weapon on his chest with one hand.

Wu swept it with his eyes, and he didn't even need to look closely to know that it must be an evil spirit weapon for communication.

This guy is clearly ready to shake people.

This guy's courage is not ordinary, while shaking people, he is supporting layers of protection, and he is extremely careful for fear that Wu will attack him.

However, at this time, Wu Yong didn't look at him at all, directly ignored him, and came to Wang Qinghe's side as soon as possible.

When Wang Qinghe took the pill, the only mental hint he gave himself was to attack the tongue-pulling jailer.

Now Wu Yong's body is a tongue-pulling jailer, so as soon as Wu Yong approached, Wang Qinghe immediately attacked frantically.

However, in the face of the attack of the tongue-pulling jailer who had forced back several times before, Wu Yong only said lightly.

"Sleep, it's okay!"

After saying a word, Wang Qinghe froze on the spot, and then fell asleep quietly.

This is the effect of the small supernatural power [Lotus Heart Seal], although Wu Yong's body does not have this small supernatural power, but because this small supernatural power is biased towards spiritual power, he can still use it.

In addition, Wang Qinghe's mental state was extremely poor at this time, and Wu easily won Wang Qinghe with a sentence of effort.

Holding Wang Qinghe who had fallen asleep, Wu Yong slowly descended, came to the entrance and exit of the forbidden land, and handed Wang Qinghe over to the highest-level imperial spirit inspection on the camp side.

"I'm Wu Yong, this body is my outer body, you take him out first, just leave it to me here!"

"But we were ordered to hold on to ......"

"No, quit!

This is an order from headquarters, not negotiable!"

Wu gave the order directly in a tone that was rarely in question.

But the Imperial Spirit Inspection on the camp's side was still a little hesitant.

At this time, the ninth-order tongue-pulling jailer on the other side, who had just been busy ventilating and reporting the news, went online again.

"Don't struggle, no one can leave, everyone here today has to die!

No one can run!"

"Soon, my master is coming, you should be ready to meet death!"

The words of the tongue-pulling jailer made Wu Yong pay attention to him again.

Turning his head, he looked at him with a blank expression.

"You informed him?"

"Of course, you are the target of my master, and of course I have to inform my master.

However, you don't have to hate me too much, in fact, my master has already remembered your breath, even if I don't inform you, he will be able to find you sooner or later.

Your death is doomed, and I'm just helping you a little bit earlier. ”

The tongue-pulling jailer squinted his eyes and his face was full of banter.

Wu Yong was still expressionless: "Don't worry, I won't hold a grudge against you!"

"Oh, you're so generous!

Why, you say this because you want me to raise my noble hand and let a few humans go?

I'm telling you, it's impossible, and I'm not going to spare any of the people here today. ”

The ninth-order tongue-pulling jailer changed his position, gathered his strength, stared at the entrance and exit of the forbidden land, and looked like he was staring at it, clearly not planning to let anyone go.

For his move, Wu Yong's face still didn't have any waves.

"No, you're wrong, I'm a stingy person, but I don't have a habit of hating the dead!"

As he spoke, Wu Yong moved directly.

Although long-distance [Spatial Movement] Wu couldn't do it at this time, short-distance [Spatial Movement] Wu couldn't do it at first.

[Spatial Movement] was used, and Wu Yong disappeared in an instant.

"You want to kill me?"

The face of the ninth-order tongue-pulling jailer changed, and the spiritual power exploded instantly, and the speed exploded instantly, directly opening up an extremely long distance.

At the same time, an extremely dark aura erupted from the surface of his body, and a black ball of spiritual power surrounded him.

In this way, this ninth-order tongue-pulling jailer had that strong sense of security, and the corners of his mouth raised and said the second half of the sentence: "It's not that easy!"

"Poof!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yong's figure appeared behind him.

The gray sword qi burst out with an extremely sharp sword momentum, instantly piercing through his black spiritual power ball.

"What! flash me!"

The tongue-pulling jailer's face changed greatly, and he tried his best to break out even with his life, this level of outburst gave him a chance to avoid the key in a dangerous situation, but one arm was indeed cut off by Wu Yong.

However, although his arm was cut off and he was seriously injured, there was a grim smile on the face of the tongue-pulling jailer.

"Spatial movement, pseudo-supernatural level attacks, and your sword momentum that can't go up or down.

This is your strength, is this the confidence you want to kill me?

That's it!"

As he spoke, the tongue-pulling jailer straightened up, and the smile on his face became a little colder.

"Although such a combination of attacks is amazing, you only have one chance, and after one time, I believe you don't have the strength to do it again, and now I want to see how you can kill me!"

"Really?"

Wu Yong's face was expressionless, his figure flashed, and he came behind the tongue-drawn jailer again and slashed out with a sword.

The tongue-pulling jailer's face changed dramatically, and he once again escaped with his life, and once again escaped with an arm, but his face was even paler, and his face was full of fear.

"How is it possible, how can you use [Spatial Movement] twice, this technique is not something that a mid-ninth order existence of yours can control so skillfully!"

At this time, Wu Yong was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.

Once again, a [Spatial Movement] came to him for the last time, and in the horror on the face of this tongue-pulling jailer, he directly killed this tongue-pulling jailer in the early stage of the ninth order with a single sword.

[Ding, you kill a ninth-order tongue-pulling jailer, gain 12 million proficiency, and gain 12,000 talent points.] 】

is another massive amount of proficiency into the account, counting the one just now, the proficiency in Wu Yong's hands has soared to more than 20 million.

But Wu used this to not even glance at the attribute layout.

The hand lifted the head of the ninth-order tongue-pulling jailer, and the backhand was another sword.

With this sword, Wu Yong slashed at the group of tongue-pulling jailers outside the tongue-pulling camp.

A sword slashed out, drawing a long line directly outside the camp, right in front of the hundreds of thousands of tongue-pulling legions.

"Whoever crosses this line will be killed!"

As Wu Yong's cold voice sounded, the hundreds of thousands of tongue-pulling jailers who had been rushing forward instantly stopped.

One person and one sword to stop 100,000 male soldiers, this kind of bridge that appeared in the romance is really staged in reality.

Wu Yong's power at this moment can be seen.

Of course, a large part of this is due to the rolling weeds of the tongue-pulling jailer.

This group of guys saw that the two ninth-order powerhouses were all cold, and they were naturally honest.

After killing two ninth-order statues and drinking 100,000 tongue-pulling jailers, Wu Yong turned his head to look at the tongue-pulling camp.

Without saying a word, a sword slashed at their defense system at the entrance and exit of the forbidden land, directly cutting through the defense system.

"Withdraw, right now, I can't take care of you later!

Don't hold me back!"

Wu Yong didn't want to say such a thing.

But at this time, this kind of statement is the most effective.

Originally, I wanted to fight with Wu Yong again, saying that I wanted to live and die with the camp, but I couldn't say it.

"The whole army retreats!"

With an order, the remaining Imperial Spirit Inspectors of the Tongue Pulling Camp began to retreat in an orderly manner.

Seeing that the retreat of the Tongue Pulling camp began, Wu lowered it a little with a heart he was carrying.

However, the good times didn't last long, Wu Yong's heart didn't sink for long, his face immediately changed, and he looked up at the sky for the first time.

"It's coming, so fast!"

Sure enough, almost at the same time, an indescribable power came down from the clouds, and a sound like an abyss echoed.

"Shall I allow you to go?"

As he spoke, a giant hand fell from the clouds and took a selfie with his tongue.

"Damn!"

Wu Yong's face changed, his body flashed and blocked the sky above the tongue drawing camp, and a backhand sword stabbed out, and a gray sword qi condensed with sword momentum broke out and faced the black giant hand.

On one side is a giant gray hand like a mountain, and on the other side is a gray sword qi half a meter wide and two meters long, like an embroidery needle in front of the giant hand.

The two collided in an instant, and an invisible wave of qi gushed out from the point of impact, slapping in all directions.

Instantly spread to far, far away.

The Tongue Puller camp and the army of tongue pullers outside the camp were enveloped in it.

Fortunately, the camp is okay, there is building protection, there is no big mess, the scene on the side of the tongue-pulling jailer is very gorgeous, and many tongue-pulling jailers who are not strong are directly blown away.

Sure enough, miscellaneous fish or something, they don't even have the qualifications to watch the confrontation of the strong.

But if the ones that were blown away were miscellaneous fish that were not qualified to be watched, in fact, Wu Yong's outer body was also an insignificant miscellaneous fish in the eyes of the one above his head.

Although Wu Yong successfully resisted the other party's palm, this was not something to show off.

The palm that people gave him was just a casual one, and he didn't use any strength, and Wu used almost all his strength to strike.

Although the final result was to stop this palm, Wu Yong's body was hit hard because of it.

Now, he really doesn't have any ability to resist anymore.

If you want to block it so much, then I'll let you block it again!"

The evil spirit boss in the sky fell with another palm, and it was also the same palm that was just now.

Tepid, not slow, the target is still towards the tongue pulling camp.

He clearly wants to kill people!

Didn't you want to protect them?

Then I will be in front of you, and I will wipe out this camp in front of you.

Facing this palm, Wu Yong had no superfluous expression on his face.

"I advise you not to do this!"

"Oh, tell me your reasoning, and I don't mind stopping if you can convince me. ”

"I'm just a doppelganger!"

"I saw it early on, so they want to die!"

The demon boss above his head slightly sped up the speed of his palm.

He was really in a bad mood this time, and he came over as soon as he received the news from his subordinates.

He came with the mentality of being able to taste his long-cherished wish for many years, but when he came to take a look, he found that this thing was still the same thing before, and it was also a clone, which made the mentality of the evil spirit boss a little collapsed.

When he was in an unhappy mood, he wanted to kill people to vent his anger.

However, at the same time as the palm fell, the evil spirit boss woke up again, and the giant palm stopped.

"You're right, I really shouldn't have killed them, I should have kept them and fished out your deities. ”

However, at this time, Wu Yong's body at the bottom shook his body: "No, that's not what I said!"

"Then what do you mean!"

Wu Yong didn't answer this time, but a voice rang out.

"I mean, my doppelganger is so good, of course my deity is even more terrifying, if you dare to touch them, I will make your life worse than death!"