Poof!

With a pain in the shoulder.

Zheng Baichuan was shocked to see that a large piece of flesh and blood was missing from his shoulder.

Meng Zhao is alive!

No, to be exact, his head is alive!

At this moment, Meng Zhao's head was floating in mid-air.

His mouth was chewing on the flesh he had just bitten off, and his expression was particularly pleasant.

Under the broken neck, there is even a bloody string of intestines, swaying slightly.

"This is the Flying Head Technique!!"

Several other head lowering surgeries. They all showed extremely fanatical expressions.

The so-called flying head drop is the top existence in Thailand's head drop technique.

The cultivation requirements are very demanding.

Moreover, it must be practiced at midnight.

There are a total of seven realms.

Every time you break through the realm, it takes at least seven hundred and forty-nine days.

After cultivating to the seventh level, the host almost has an immortal body, no different from a god, and is immortal!

During the cultivation period, the head of the head lowering technique. Able to separate from the main body, fly far away, and suck the flesh of mortals on the side of the road.

This technique is extremely terrifying, and it is also extremely difficult to cultivate.

All of Thailand. There are very few people who control the art of flying head descent.

Meng Zhao is one of the techniques that control the flying head descent.

Not only that, but he also cultivated the flying head to the sixth level.

It's only one step away from the legendary seventh!

Therefore, even if his head is cut off, he can still be resurrected!

"You've learned this kind of magic ......"

Zheng Baichuan half-knelt on the ground, covering the wound on his shoulder, and his expression became more and more difficult to see.

Meng Zhao didn't just bite off his flesh.

At the same time, a toxin was released from the dark teeth.

Although it is not fatal to Zheng Baichuan, it can paralyze his body in a short period of time.

It didn't take long.

Five minutes.

It's enough for Meng Zhao to kill Zheng Baichuan fifty times!

"Is this the level of the strongest witchcraft in Huaxia?"

"Not only is Huaxia witchcraft declining, I don't think any of the Huaxia warlocks can fight. "

"That's right, don't Huaxia Warlocks always flaunt how strong they are? Is there anyone who can compare to my master's flying head? a bunch of garbage!"

……

The head-lowering divisions were boiling.

Meng Zhao's killing of Zheng Baichuan can be described as a historic moment.

They believe that when this news is transmitted back to China, it will definitely cause the whole country to celebrate, and it can also completely establish the title of the first head descending division in Thailand!

"Witch God, I will taste your flesh well. "

"I'm going to eat you clean, your flesh and blood. It's my best supply. "

Meng Zhao's scarlet tongue licked his lips, and his teeth gradually became as sharp as jagged teeth.

In his eyes, the witch god Zheng Baichuan was already a great tonic pill for him.

Swallowing Zheng Baichuan, he believed that he would definitely be able to reach another peak and sprint to the top realm of the Flying Head Descending Technique to be immortal, and it was also very possible!

"Meng Zhao, it's not easy for you to practice. "

"You cut off your hands and feet now, get out of Huaxia, and never set foot on an inch of my Huaxia territory again, I can still spare your life. "

Just as Meng Zhao was about to make a move, a calm voice sounded behind Zheng Baichuan.

Everyone saw Chen Ran's figure through Zheng Baichuan!

Meng Zhao was stunned.

"What are you, and you deserve to talk to my master like this?"

"Palm!"

Before Meng Zhao could speak, one of his disciples stood up first, poured all the strength of his body into the palm of his hand, and slapped him hard, about to hit Chen Ran in the face.

In his opinion, this is a good opportunity to ask for credit.

Because Chen Ran's body did not have half of the aura that made him feel threatened.

"Slap my mouth?"

"You don't deserve it!"

Chen Ran's eyes were cold.

It was at this moment that Chen Ran's body swelled with a terrifying terrifying coercion.

A lightning-fast palm.

Slap it heavily on the face of the head lowerer!

Just listen to a loud bang.

The next moment. That head lowering master was slapped by Chen Ran and directly slapped into a blood mist, completely annihilated in the world!!

"Aaron!!"

Meng Zhao was shocked.

The disciple who was slapped to death by Chen Ran was his favorite, and it was also the most talented among his disciples, and he had high hopes for it.

Right now!

was slapped to death by Chen Ran!!

"I want you to die!!"

Meng Zhao was completely furious.

He ignored Zheng Baichuan.

The bloody head tore apart a burst of sky-breaking wind and struck straight in the direction of Chen Ran.

One after another, the evil aura completely wrapped his head.

A raging black fire was ignited!

This is the fire of mind formed by Meng Zhao's burning essence and blood, gathering the power of his ascetic cultivation for decades!

Zheng Baichuan's complexion changed suddenly.

Meng Zhao is trying to fight hard??

Burning essence blood, even if he can kill Chen Ran, Meng Zhao will be counterattacked.

If it is light, it will be repaired and dispersed.

Death at worst!

"Master, be careful!!"

Zheng Baichuan said urgently.

But Chen Ran, in the face of this surging killing intent, just shook his head.

At the same time, the palm of the hand was stretched out.

Catch the void!!

Meng Zhao's expression changed.

With Chen Ran's movements, the air around him seemed to be instantly emptied by Chen Ran.

Meng Zhao desperately burned his blood. And the fire of thought that was sacrificed began to surging in the direction of Chen Ran continuously, and was swallowed by Chen Ran!

"How is this possible?!"

Meng Zhao's expression changed drastically.

He had been practicing for decades, and this was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing.

He didn't know that Chen Ran was now. There is a holy relic of the Yin Puppet Sect "Ten Thousand Ghost Pilgrimage" in his hand.

With this magic weapon, don't say that it is the fire of his mind that is revealed, even if it is Yan Luo Zhenyan in the Nine Shadows, Chen Ran can easily devour it!