On Baizhai Mountain, there was a dead silence, Hei Zhuang and the Holy Maiden were shocked to look at the scene in front of them, completely stupid, and felt that their brains were a little useless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

No one knows how strong the people in the early stage of the Divine Infant are, but they know that the strong people in the Divine Infant Realm are gods, not only gods in the eyes of ordinary people, even if they are strong people in the Tribulation Period, they also regard the strong people of the Divine Infant as gods.

It was a terrifying cultivation that had completely transformed into a mortal realm, and with a single thought, one person could be destroyed, one thought could kill one person, and one palm could cover mountains and rivers.

However, the old poison master of such a powerful Divine Infant Realm, in Ye Ling's hands, was like an ant, and he couldn't even resist a sword.

The legs of the old poisoner had sunk deep into the top of the mountain, and the flesh and blood had been completely tattered, revealing the terrifying white leg bones.

The heart of the trembling old poisoner was already full of panic and panic, it was too strong, the young man in front of him was too strong, it was just a sword!

Click, the scepter in the old poison master's hand was broken in response, Ye Ling's cold eyes glared, and the primordial sword fetus in his hand swept wildly.

Snort, a trace of blood burst out from the old poisoner's chest, and the old poisoner felt that the power in his whole body was surging out frantically, leaking out non-stop.

"No, you can't kill me! My master is a poisonous venerable! You can't kill me, otherwise, you won't have to die!"

The old poison master roared wildly, he never thought that after breaking through to the early stage of the Divine Infant, he would be like an ant, and the two swords would almost kill him.

Ye Ling looked at him coldly, Poison Venerable?

He didn't know and didn't want to know who he was, but Ye Ling only knew that whoever dared to imprison his father, even if the Heavenly Emperor came in person, he wouldn't be able to save the old poisoner's life!

And on the other side, the saint is stupid, poison venerable?

Oh my God, that is one of the most legendary figures in the history of Southern Xinjiang, extremely powerful, and even went to the Central Plains a thousand years ago, competing with the strong people there.

But after Poison Zun came back from the Central Plains, he disappeared, some people say that he was killed by the strong men of the Central Plains, and some people say that he did not escape the way of heaven after all, and his life was dead.

But no matter what, Poison Venerable is a historical figure from a thousand years ago, how can such a person exist!

Ye Ling sneered, and the primordial sword fetus in his hand slashed suddenly, and the old poison master was stunned for a moment, a slight blood mark appeared under his neck, and then his head flew up and fell to the ground.

And the old poisoner's divine infant is crazy to rise to the sky, wanting to escape, find another body, and try to be reborn.

But after the old poisoner's divine infant had just flown into the air, he was suddenly shocked, and his body stopped directly, and then, a look of horror appeared on his little face.

Because the old poisoner's divine infant was dragged to death by a terrifying devouring force, he couldn't even move, and he didn't have the strength to continue to escape.

"No! No!"

The old poisoner's divine infant was completely afraid, if the divine infant was destroyed, then everything would be over, and it was even impossible for him to enter the six realms of reincarnation and rebirth.

Buzzing, Ye Ling grabbed it with one palm, and a terrifying force directly devoured and absorbed the old poison master's divine infant.

With a bang, the Divine Infant dissipated between heaven and earth, and a strong force entered Ye Ling's limbs and bones, like spring water poured into the dry roots.

Ye Ling turned around, Hei Zhuang was stunned for a moment, and then his heart was shocked, it was over, he was worried about this terrible young man.

"No, it has nothing to do with me, I was just called here by the Holy Maiden, and I didn't participate in the battle between you, I didn't!"

Hei Zhuang was completely scared, even the old poison master of the Divine Infant Realm was not Ye Ling's enemy of the three swords, it was possible for him to escape under Ye Ling's hands?

"Even if you don't make a move, even if you have a thought, you forgot, you just agreed to join forces with him?"

Ye Ling smiled coldly, his smile was terrifying, and Hei Zhuang was stunned for a moment.

"You give me death, the coffin will go to the world, destroy all living beings, destroy me!"

The black zombie roared frantically, and with one hand, the huge coffin roared towards Ye Ling frantically.

Rumbling, the coffin was terrifying, and everywhere it went, black smoke billowed out, and even the space was shaking.

The extremely fast black coffin rushed towards Ye Ling, but Ye Ling was slowly stepping, carrying the primordial sword fetus, his eyes were cold and without a trace of expression.

With a bang, like the sound of Tie Ge's collision, the coffin hit Ye Ling's chest directly.

Hei Zhuang was suddenly overjoyed, extremely excited, and with a blow of his anger, even if this guy in front of him was a powerhouse in the Divine Infant Realm, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

If you want to blame, you have to blame this guy for being too arrogant, Hei Zhuang smiled, but the next moment, his smile was suddenly dull.

Because a light came out of the center of the huge black coffin, and then the light pierced the coffin.

With a click, the coffin fell in response, but the whole coffin had been divided into two.

Hei Zhuang suddenly gasped, and Ye Ling smiled coldly: "You still want to kill me?"

"Don't say I won't give you a chance, if you don't make a move, I might spare your life. ”

"It's just that the heart is now, you buried your own way of life, oh yes, I forgot, you died a long time ago, but now, you have to die again!"

Ye Ling sneered, but the black stiff on the opposite side was stunned, and then he regretted it to the extreme, and his intestines were blue.

"No, let me go, I'm willing to follow you, as long as you can let me go!"

"I'm at least a strong man in the late stage of the Tribulation, follow you, you will definitely be able to be of great use, really!"

"Think about it, our flying zombie clan is also famous, and I can even help you master the entire race!"

Hei Zhuang's words made the saint stunned, such a tempting request, would Ye Ling refuse, at least it was her, she asked herself if she could refuse.

But Ye Ling, who was on the other side, laughed out loud, and when Hei Zhuang saw this, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, it seems that this guy shouldn't be able to refuse himself.

Then in the future, if you have the opportunity, you will directly kill this bastard, or find an opportunity to hack him.

"You know, actually, I hate the feeling of betrayal the most, you can betray even your race now, let alone me. ”

"Do you really think I'm going to keep a bomb next to me?"

"What's more, your cultivation is too weak, too weak. ”

As he spoke, Ye Ling threw himself into a sword, and the light of the sword illuminated the entire heaven and earth, stinging the eyes of Hei Zhuang and the Holy Maiden.

The next moment, the black stiff head rolled directly to the ground, and Ye Ling's palm pressed directly on the black stiff chest, and the terrifying devouring power completely devoured this guy's cultivation in a few breaths.

Let's click, the black stiff body has directly become a pile of dust, scattered on the ground, a powerful black stiff, and if you go further, you may have the hope of chasing the footsteps of the ancestors of the drought fish, but now, it has become a bubble.

The holy woman looked at Ye Ling's terrifying swords, her heart trembled, she was really afraid that this guy would be addicted to killing, and she would slaughter herself with one sword.