"Looking for death—"

Repeatedly despised and provoked by the Netherworld Warriors, the title of a cheap-slave on the left and a descendant of a loser on the right, the killing intent in Jiang Yun's heart condensed.

He thought of the traces of the War Heaven Era that he had seen before, those old and weak women and children were hunted down by the army of death and the army of darkness, and even the children were spared.

And the army of darkness and the army of death both listen to the army of the Netherworld, and the source of everything is the army of the Netherworld.

Now the descendants of the enemy are in sight, and they despise and speak of the past.

It's just looking for death!

How can this revenge not be avenged, even if the old things of the Zhantian Era are not directly related to them, and the single row of Youting and others provoke one after another, these people deserve to die.

Jiang Yun looked indifferent, looked directly at Youting, and said lightly: "Frog at the bottom of the well, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red-"

"A son of a loser, you call me a frog at the bottom of a well? It seems that you have forgotten that your ancestors were chased all over the world and lived a life that was inferior to that of pigs and dogs. Your ancestors are no opponents, let alone you fish that have slipped through the net, let alone die-" Yu Ting was full of confidence, and the paw prints were directly caught.

The world of Zhantian in the era of Zhantian is so bright, and there are many gods.

Such a great world was destroyed by the armies of darkness, death, and the netherworld.

What's more, these fish that slipped through the net, the ancestors were able to destroy the gods of the War Heaven Era.

He can destroy these fish that slipped through the net, this is a matter of course, the descendants of a group of losers, how can they escape the pursuit and killing?

Jiang Yun's expression was indifferent, and the killing intent in his eyes was infinite: "The shame of the ancestors will be washed away by the descendants." The blood of your ancestors will be sacrificed with your blood—"

Boom –

The golden fist prints burst out, colliding with the paw prints of the Hidden Court.

Knock –

The fist prints collided with the paw prints, and Yu Ting flew out with a muffled snort, and the claws were almost shattered.

Jiang Yun took a few steps back, and a claw print appeared on the fist print, and blood spilled down the fist, but his expression was calm, as if he didn't know that he was injured.

Youting's arms were spasming, and he was shocked in his heart.

A powerful realm is just an ant of the heavy sky, and he actually injured him with a punch, you know, he is seven small realms higher than Jiang Yun.

"How is that possible?" You Ting exclaimed in surprise, his eyes widening and looking at Jiang Yun.

He always thought that the descendants of the losers were bad, and even if he fought in the same rank, he could easily tear apart the descendants of the losers.

But the current facts are not like this, he is seven small realms higher than Jiang Yun, but he was blown out by Jiang Yun's punch.

Although both were injured, his injuries were more severe and his arm was almost broken.

Jiang Yun looked indifferent, and said lightly: "It's nothing impossible, Nether Martial Artist, in my eyes it's just rubbish, only you still maintain your poor self-esteem, self-righteous things-"

"Mole ant, this son hasn't shown his true strength yet, do you really think you're a thing?" Yu Ting said indifferently, a finger-thick death evil aura circulating in his fingertips.

Jiang Yun spread his hands and said, "Obviously, you're not a thing-"

"Scolded the next door, you-slave looking for death-" The green tendons on Youting's forehead throbbed, and he roared, striking out the finger-thick death evil aura.

Snort –

The finger-thick death evil qi was like a poisonous snake, stabbing straight at Jiang Yun's throat.

"Haha - this is the essence of the breath of death, our ancestors used this hand to destroy many losers. ”

"As soon as the evil spirit of death comes out, all enemies will bow down—"

"It's just a ****, and he will die under the evil aura of death!"

The Netherworld Warriors in the back laughed, they felt that Jiang Yun was dead, and the finger-thick death evil qi was not something Jiang Yun could stop.

Death Evil Aura!

Destroying all vitality is the natural enemy of the warriors on this side of the heavens, once it is entered by the evil qi of death, it will be seriously injured at the lightest, and it will be devoured and turned into a pool of blood.

Either way, Jiang Yun is dead.

A group of people show a mocking color, and the descendants of the losers should hide in the shadows and dare to come out to provoke them, that is, to seek death.

"What?"

Jiang Yun snorted coldly, opened his mouth and swallowed this evil qi of death, and also burped.

"Well—yes, the taste is a little bad, but it's a bit distinctive—" Jiang Yun looked at Youting and a group of Nether Warriors.

"What?"

"Swallowed?"

"Nima's!"

A group of people looked at Jiang Yun as if they had seen a ghost, is this still a fucking human?

Not to mention the Netherworld Martial Artists, even the Alluring Peerless, the Heavenly End Demon Lion, and the Nine Heavens Immortal Phoenix all felt cold and looked at Jiang Yun.

What's going on?

It's a death-like evil thing with a thick finger, something that kills people.

You swallowed it in one bite and burped up, are you sure it won't work for you?

"Fuck you, this can't be!"

Youting immediately jumped to his feet, half of it was angry, and the other half was frightened.

This loser's descendant swallowed a breath of death, what the hell is teasing me? That's a deadly thing, how can it be okay?

Swallow it, it's so fucking edible.

Invincible foodie!

This is everyone's evaluation of Jiang Yun, even you can eat the evil qi of death, what else can't you eat?

Jiang Yun's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "It's impossible for your mother, but I can't here." I didn't know anything, I thought you could be a little promising, but I didn't expect it to be just a scumbag, this is the martial artist of the Netherworld?

"You're fucking looking for death—" Yu Ting roared, his forehead throbbing, and he was really angry.

Jiang Yun sneered, hooked his hand, and motioned for him to roll over and die.

But he was laughing in his heart, he didn't really swallow the evil qi of death, that thing devoured all life, if it didn't have the Fallen God Curse, he might have tried it.

But now that he is carrying the curse of the fallen gods, where can he dare to provoke the evil spirit of death.

So, why was the evil spirit of death swallowed by him?

At the moment when he swallowed the Death Evil Qi, he directly used the Holy Diagram to take away the Death Evil Qi and suppress it in a corner of the Holy Diagram.

This thing is a good thing, even if the Sage is contaminated, it is very troublesome.

At the critical moment, maybe it will still be a killer weapon, and it will not be possible to deal with the Netherworld Warriors, but it will be accurate to deal with the Heavens Warriors.

"I don't believe you can continue to swallow it, let me die-" Yu Ting roared, striking out three finger-thick death aura.

Jiang Yun opened his mouth and swallowed the three deathly evil qi: "I swallow—"

"Your uncle, I'll fight—" Youting roared angrily, striking out five deathly evil qis.

Jiang Yun: "I'll swallow it again-"

Sneering –

Swallow!

The evil aura of death in Youting's whole body was wiped out, and he didn't see Jiang Yun lying down, but he hiccuped, and he was so angry that he jumped like thunder.

"Aren't you afraid of indigestion?" muttered the Tianya Demon Lion, scary to watch.

So much death evil qi was swallowed by him.

Youting roared: "You guys shoot together, I don't believe he has nothing to do—"

"Okay—"

Sneering –

A group of Netherworld Warriors attacked, dozens of people, and the evil aura of death flew all over the sky, enveloping Jiang Yun.

"I swallow—"

Jiang Yun did not refuse to come, and swallowed all the evil qi of death.

In the corner of the Holy Figure, there was a crush of death evil qi, constantly churning, but there was no way to escape.

Allure and the Demon Lion of the End of the World were dumbfounded, this lord's appetite was too good.

The warriors of the Netherworld and the Netherworld were almost half angry to death, and they were almost scared half to death. Is this still a fucking human? Swallowed up so much of the evil aura of death, and still alive.