Because they were afraid of attracting the righteous path and the people of Nanshu, they did not use their demonic energy to imprison Jinhuang. Her hands and feet were free, her right shoulder was clamped, and she was forced to follow the demon cultivator next to her.

Her left hand was clenched into a fist, and in the palm of her hand was a porcelain bottle containing the venom she had gotten from the mutated giant centipede this morning. She had seen the strength of this poison with her own eyes.

She gently unplugged the stopper, raised her left hand sharply, aimed the mouth of the bottle at the demon cultivator beside her, and threw the venom towards him.

The demon cultivator didn't take Jinhuang seriously, thinking that he was going to deal with a female baby in the early stage of foundation building with Jindan stage cultivation, it was like crushing an ant to death. Even if she wants to play some cleverness, but her strength is so disparity, all the small movements are like a clown jumping off the beam, and she can easily suppress it.

Therefore, as soon as Jinhuang moved, he didn't resist at all, and even faced her head-on, wanting to teach her a good lesson.

That's it, all the venom contained in the porcelain bottle was poured on the demon cultivator's face, and there was a terrifying corrosive sound of "stinging, stinging, stinging" in an instant. The demon cultivator hissed frantically, screaming and staggering backwards, his hands bursting out to scratch his face. In an instant, the face was turned into only dirty blood and white bones, and the next moment, the demon cultivator planted backwards with a "bang", completely out of breath.

Everything was so fast that people didn't have time to react.

The "hall master" Demon Xiu turned his head suddenly, and an inverted triangular face shaped like a poisonous snake's head stared at Jinhuang viciously, and with his right hand, he drew a thorny steel whip embedded with barbs and was about to throw it at her.

Jinhuang was just about to turn around to avoid it, suddenly, a strong aura fluctuation suddenly swayed behind him, and in Ah Ding's shout, a terrifying terrifying coercion was like a huge net covering the sky, and everyone was covered in it.

"The demons of the late Yuan Infant Stage!"

Jin Huang's mind crossed the aftermath of Ah Ding, and he only felt a buzzing sound, and his eyes were instantly dark, and the aura in his body was surging, frantically hitting the meridians around him.

She clutched her chest. I felt that the whole person was going to be out of breath, and my legs were weak and I fell to my knees involuntarily with a "plop", and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof".

"Left Envoy...... Adult ......"

In the midst of the deafening hum, she heard several weak voices speak in a mournful voice. Then. A voice as clear and agile as a lark said coldly: "Why did the righteous path factions appear in the Western Realm, it turned out that you ugly things were behind it!" Immediately, Jinhuang heard one wail after another into his ears.

"Ah Jin, how are you? I have broken the prohibition he imposed on you. You breathe first. Ah Ding said in the dantian.

Jinhuang endured the severe pain, and slowly guided the chaotic aura in his body to find a regular circulation, and after a while, the buzzing in his head gradually dissipated, and the darkness in front of him receded little by little.

When her eyes were clear, she saw a pair of mung bean-sized eyes stretched to the extreme, staring at her, with strong fear and disbelief in them. And the whole skull embedded with eyeballs, the bridge of the nose and cheekbones...... All the bones in the skull seemed to be gone, and a flat face lay on the ground. Gurgling blood seeped from the corners of his slightly open mouth and flowed into the dirt below.

Jinhuang's gaze moved down from his head, and he saw that this demon cultivator seemed to have no bones, and the whole person seemed to have only half a sac of water left in a water bladder, and a layer of human skin wrapped in the contents of it, deflated by more than half.

Except for a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, this demon cultivator did not see the slightest scar on his body, but he had no breath at all. Because, in addition to the outer layer of human skin, the bones, internal organs, and human flesh inside him are ...... It's all shattered!

Such a strange and terrible method of killing. Fusion of the memories of the fourth life that exists in Jinhuang's mind, only one person has this hobby and means!

She looked away expressionlessly, and when she turned her gaze, she saw the gorgeous purple brocade robe dragging to the ground, and the large silver silk auspicious clouds and peony dark lines on it were wanton and public. Like a gorgeous finch tail, radiant.

Only he kills people like this!

Jinhuang's face did not move, but there were already turbulent waves in his heart.

A moment ago, he was surrounded by the Righteous Path Alliance, but now he appeared here quietly, and none of the righteous path people could stop him!

Fang Cai Ah Ding said. He is already a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period. Jinhuang's heart couldn't stop trembling, and a sense of despair arose. Compared to him, her cultivation was as weak and insignificant as an ant. With such an overwhelming difference in strength, how could she get rid of him!

"Ah Jin, are you okay?" Ah Ding couldn't read her thoughts, and couldn't help but ask in the sea of knowledge.

Jinhuang was stunned, his mind was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a group of demon cultivators trembling, kneeling on the ground and buttoning their heads again and again, "The left makes the Lord angry! The left makes the Lord angry!"

Nan Shu slowly stroked a strand of hair that had been messed up by Fang Cai's movements, and his expression was pale and he didn't speak. It wasn't until he felt that his hair was smooth and satisfied, he casually raised his head and glanced at the group of demon cultivators kneeling on the ground, his phoenix eyes flowed, the temperature inside was like a frost that had not melted for thousands of years, but his voice was as light as a lark in the forest, and said, "Did the Mie Sacrifice send you?"

The demons begged for mercy, and the forest was quiet for a while, and no demon cultivator answered.

The temperature in Nan Shu's eyes dropped a few points again, and the action of fanning the hibiscus bone fan stopped, and the stunning face glanced slightly in their direction, and hummed a syllable softly in his nose, "Huh?"

Who among the demons doesn't know that if the voice of the left envoy Nanshu is softer and more pleasant, it means that the more angry he is in his heart, and if he has murderous intent in his heart, the smile on the corner of his mouth will become more gorgeous and beautiful.

The bodies under the cloaks of the demon cultivators trembled even more, and their black heads were almost buried in the earth. Just when someone couldn't hold on to the coercion and raised his head to explain, a demon cultivator suddenly spoke up, but it was the inverted triangle-faced demon cultivator called the "hall master". He said: "Returning to the left envoy, the right envoy is worried that the western border is too dangerous and treacherous, and I am afraid that your lord will encounter an accident, so I specially sent my subordinates and others to help!"

Nan Shu smiled lightly, the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, and a pair of Ruifeng eyes seemed to have a bright light circulating in them, so beautiful that the colors were unparalleled, and the brilliance was endless.

He unfolded the Hibiscus bone fan, half-covered his lips, and chuckled, "Is it? Before he finished speaking, the bone fan flipped over, and he saw the two demon cultivators on the left and right sides of the "hall master" Demon Cultivator flying out violently, and slammed into the giant tree behind him with a "bang".

The giant tree snapped and fell backwards. And the two demon cultivators were like two flattened dough crusts, slowly sliding off and falling to the ground. The human skin and the black cloak were stacked in a pile, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out from underneath and flowed to the ground.

If you hadn't seen this scene with your own eyes, you wouldn't have recognized that the mass was originally a person.

(Preview of the next chapter: Immortal Venerable is coming back......) (To be continued.) )