Chapter 487: Small World

Su Jiu's voice seemed to come from the real netherworld, with a cold aura, and swept a large area of wind and clouds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It made Wu Hong's heart tremble, he secretly screamed badly, the killing intent in his eyes increased sharply, and he whipped towards Su Jiu with a fierce charge, wanting to stop Su Jiu from casting spells.

However, under the shadow of the whip in the sky, Su Jiu did not panic at all, did not dodge or dodge, and a smile came from his lips: "Huangquan Realm ......"

It was like a low murmur, which would drift away with the wind at any time, but the moment it fell, there was a terrifying chill, centered on Su Jiu's feet, and swept away in all directions frantically.

Click, click, click, everywhere passed, all were shrouded in a blue meaning, and then turned into crystal ice, freezing everything.

As soon as this realm came out, Wu Hong screamed, shocked: "Small world?! How is it possible! You are only in the early stage of Mahayana!"

In addition to being shocked, he quickly retreated, wanting to escape from this cold world.

However, after all, it was still a step slower, and the endless cold came in an instant, imprisoning Wu Hong in place in an instant.

Wu Hong's face was hideous, and he roared wildly in his heart, only one step away!

And Wu Dong, who was watching the battle from a distance and trying to break through the ring lock god array, was also shocked, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

He has been in the realm of heaven and man for more than a thousand years, and it took him more than a thousand years to realize the small world.

As everyone knows, this Yellow Springs Realm is just a magical power in the Yellow Springs Nirvana Decision.

But even so, Su Jiu also took advantage of this to initially comprehend the power of the world, otherwise he would not be able to exert the Yellow Spring Realm.

In the cold of this side, Su Jiu is the sky, and it is the cold of this realm...... Dominate!

Wu Hong was terrified in his heart, and burst out of his whole body cultivation, trying his best to escape from this cold realm.

However, Su Jiu just thought about it, then moved to his face, and chuckled: "I have benefited a lot from fighting with you, thank you Daoyou." ā€

"In return, I will let you see what the real Netherworld looks like. ā€

In the laughter, it was the extreme cold, hiding the killing intent, and a rolling Yellow River, as if falling from the sky, suddenly appeared.

The sky darkened at this moment, the wind roared, and some people saw countless ghosts, scrambling to appear from the Yellow River with teeth and claws.

"This, this is a ghost thing of the netherworld?!" Wu Hong almost lost his mind, at this moment of despair, his eyes were red, and he turned his head and shouted to Wu Dong, who was watching the battle from a distance: "You still don't make a move?!" Don't forget, the person who wants to take away that little baby, but you!"

This word could not be said to be not vicious, Wu Dong's face immediately sank, and he looked at Su Jiu, and sure enough, he saw that Su Jiu's gaze was cold at this moment, and when he looked at him, the killing intent surged wildly.

"Take away the house?" Su Jiu pulled out a cruel smile, she felt guilty about Wen Qi and Fang Yan, at this moment she heard that someone was actually trying to take away Wen Qi, the originally not very strong killing intent rose to the extreme at this moment.

Seeing this, Wu Dong also knew that he couldn't wait, although this person was also in the early stage of Mahayana, but he had mastered the small world like him, and now his dantian was damaged, and he couldn't summon the god of totems to fight against Su Jiu, he might not have the upper hand.

Although he also wished that Wu Hong would die, if Wu Hong really fell at this moment, it would be a real disadvantage.

So he snorted coldly, the colorful centipede behind him swam, and after a false roar, he broke away from behind Wu Dong and went straight to the cold realm to rescue Wu Hong.

However, how could Su Jiu let him get his wish? Wu Hong was not dead, and his storage bag would be difficult to open in a short period of time, Wen Qi was a living being, and he would definitely not last long in it.

So with a wave of his sleeves, the countless ghosts suddenly changed direction, riding the yin wind, and pounced on the thousand-legged centipede with their teeth and claws.

The rest was to bypass the centipede and head straight for Wu Dong.

Wu Dong's face changed, although he was not afraid, he also dragged him down, although it was only a few breaths, but a spirit sword had already appeared in Su Jiu's palm.

Quickly slashed out, and in a flash of inspiration, a large amount of blood sprayed down, and in everyone's sight, they saw only a headless corpse, frozen in an instant.

And the head that fell was stabbed out by Su Jiu with another sword, hitting the center of the eyebrows, completely strangling Wu Hong's soul that wanted to escape.

Almost at the same time, Su Jiu took out Wu Hong's storage bag and threw it towards Xia Cang in the distance.

Xia Cang hurriedly caught it, knowing what Su Jiu meant, his divine sense penetrated into it, shattered the dissipating divine sense imprint, and directly found Wen Qi and moved him out.

Wen Qi's body was already weak, and he was in a coma at this moment, his face was even more pale to the extreme, almost transparent, and the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible.

Xia Cang was startled, and hurriedly hugged Wen Qi and landed in a corner to heal his wounds.

Su Jiu glanced at this scene out of the corner of his eyes, and with a shake of the spirit sword, he shattered Wu Hong's skull, and looked at Wu Dong from afar.

Wu Dong also perished those ghosts at this moment, and the thousand-legged centipede also retreated to his side, swimming in the colorful mist, guarding him.

Neither of them made a move, Wu Dong didn't want to enter Su Jiu's Huangquan Realm, and Su Jiu was injured, so he was naturally happy to delay for a while to recover from his injuries.

The crowd in the distance was completely silent the moment Wu Hong was killed by Su Jiu, and they all froze in place, as if they couldn't believe that the celestial man who was as high as a god could ...... so easily Fallen.

For a while, even the air was silent, only the yin wind was still rolling the snowflakes, this scene was really weird.

Finally, Wu Dong spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Dao friendly means." ā€

Su Jiu's eyes narrowed, and he took out a handful of pills and swallowed them openly, and then said with a smile: "Pass the award." ā€

This action made Wu Dong's face sink, and he didn't want to give Su Jiu any more time to recover, so he snorted coldly, stepped out, and suddenly a circle of multicolored ripples swayed from under his feet.

This ripple spread rapidly, forming a colorful world, crushing towards Su Jiu's cold realm.

Su Jiu's complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly turned on the Yellow Spring Nirvana to bless this Yellow Spring Realm.

The faces of the elders who were watching the battle from a distance changed greatly, and they exclaimed, "Not good!", then rolled up the people around him and quickly retreated backwards.

Xia Cang also felt a terrifying depressing aura at this moment, and when he looked up and saw that the two small worlds were about to collide, he immediately scolded, picked up Wen Qi and fled into the distance.

Just a glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Ling not far away being thrown to the ground by a five-poison warrior, gritted his teeth and sighed, moved sideways again, and resisted Lin Ling to the other shoulder, before fleeing away.

At the same time, there was a roar of gnashing teeth, which came into Su Jiu's ears: "Su Jiu! I'm worthy of you, right? If you dare not survive, I will slaughter them!"

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