The long stick fell straight down, with a terrifying weight of 980,000 catties, and with Zhang He's fierce and unrivaled super arm strength, it instantly swung away the long sword of the old king of the Sword Sect, and landed on his head mercilessly.

The power of a stick is as strong as a stick.

The old king of the Sword Sect didn't understand until he died, how could this kid's power be so powerful? But this was not something he should think about, because as the Ruyi golden hoop stick fell, his head had turned into a broken watermelon, and the blood mixed with the brain pulp scattered and splashed away, instantly setting off a rain of blood.

But the stick continued to descend rapidly, until it smashed his entire upper body into a pulp, and then stopped falling.

This sentence of the body is completely scrapped! But fortunately, the elder of the Sword Sect is already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, even if the body is shattered, but as long as the Yuan Infant is not destroyed, it cannot be regarded as a real death, and not only can he continue to cultivate, but he can also be reborn, of course, if there is the help of the predecessors who have cultivated against the sky, plus the assistance of various heavenly and earth treasures, it may not be impossible to reforge the physical body.

This is the prerogative of cultivators who have attained the primordial infant stage.

Therefore, when he knew that he had been fooled and that he had no way to avoid it, the old Wang Ba of the Sword Sect did not hesitate to choose the Yuan Infant to leave the body, decisively gave up the body, completely preserved the Yuan Baby, and turned into a humanoid phantom who was only one foot tall.

Looking at the old Wang Ba of the Sword Sect who only had Yuan Ying left, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure, but then he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

It is not so simple to kill the Yuan Baby, especially if the Yuan Infant just wants to escape, he will have no chance to kill him completely.

But fortunately, this Yuan Ying did not choose to run away directly, but stared at the completely destroyed body with a face full of disbelief.

After a while, Yuan Ying finally woke up from his sluggishness, "Boy, you actually dare to destroy the old man's body?" The old man swore to cut you with a thousand knives, ah. With a roar, the Yuan Infant of the Sword Sect's Old Wang Ba rushed towards Zhang He like crazy.

Nima, what I'm waiting for is that you take the initiative to send you to death.

Yuan Baby, to put it bluntly, is also a kind of ghost, but the Yuan Infant of a cultivator can be much stronger than ordinary ghosts, but as long as it is a ghost, it is a feminine thing, and this kind of thing is afraid of extreme yang things, such as samadhi true fire.

What Zhang He is afraid of is that this goods will run away directly, and what Zhang He needs most is that this goods will take the initiative to deliver food.

I wish you all the best for fire control!

Just when the Yuan Infant of the Sword Sect Lao Wang Ba was still less than half a meter away from Zhang He, a dark red fireball with a super high temperature shot out like lightning, instantly enveloping the Yuan Infant of Lao Wang Ba.

Although the flame condensed by Zhang He was not the legendary Samadhi True Fire, the temperature was far higher than that of ordinary flames, and the Yuan Infant of the Sword Sect's Old Wang Ba was instantly burned and screamed, and it quickly became void at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the Sword Sect's old Wang Ba, who was rapidly fading and becoming weaker and weaker, the corners of Zhang He's mouth couldn't help but appear with a cruel smile.

However, just as Zhang He was about to send this old Wang Ba another fireball and let him hurry over, the wolf mastiff appeared in front of Zhang He's eyes again, and extinguished the flames with a raised hand, and easily pinched the Yuan Ying of the Sword Sect's old Wang Bayuan's qi in his hand, "Boy, if you don't want to be chased and killed by the Sword Sect with all your might, the old lady advises you to leave him a small life." ”

Although Zhang He knew that the wolf mastiff should not harm him, he still couldn't help but hesitate a little.

It is true that if this idiot is really eliminated directly, the Sword Sect will inevitably send a large number of masters to search for him, but because of the uniqueness of Hongmeng's Pregnancy God Decision, they may not be able to find out that it was the person who killed their Sword Sect in the first time, and once this old king is released, it will be immediately a gang.

Zhang He didn't dare to think that because of his mercy, the Sword Sect would give up, and if this old Wang Ba went back, he would inevitably expose all of his own qiē, and he would definitely add fuel to the hatred and provoke the greed of the Sword Sect.

In that case, not only will he be exposed immediately, but he will also lose the capital to pretend to be BI.

Therefore, compared with the two, Zhang He still decided to kill this idiot directly, at least, in this way, the plan to rescue Ah Duo should not be affected too much, but if he lets this idiot go back, I am afraid that he can only slip away immediately.

Feeling the super killing intent that Zhang He burst out again, the wolf mastiff also spoke again, "Boy, don't worry, the old lady didn't intend to persuade you to let go of this idiot." ”

Originally, the old Wang Ba of the Sword Sect was about to open his mouth to thank the wolf mastiff for saving his life, but as soon as he heard the words of the wolf mastiff, the heart of the old Wang Ba of the Sword Sect immediately sank to the bottom.

Without waiting for Zhang He to speak, the wolf mastiff continued to speak, "Boy, didn't your little lover tell you about the Sword Sect's natal god card?" ”

"Not bad." Zhang He nodded.

"Isn't that the end of it?" The wolf mastiff also nodded and said, "Boy, if you really kill this idiot, the Sword Sect will definitely send someone to continue to investigate this matter, but if you don't kill this idiot, but refine him into a demon, there will be no such trouble." ”

"Adversary?" Zhang He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What is the devil?" ”

"The so-called devil is a soul without thoughts." The wolf mastiff paused and said, "That is to say, if this idiot's Yuan Infant is refined into a demon, he will completely lose his mind and be under your control, in this way, you will not only have a good helper, but also avoid being chased and killed by the Shushan Sword Sect, at least temporarily." ”

"The predecessor means that if this idiot is refined into a demon, his natal god card will not shatter, right?" Zhang He pointed to the Yuan Ying who was held in his hand by the wolf mastiff and asked.

"Yes, the demon just has no thoughts, but he is not dead, so his natal god card will naturally not be shattered, and in this way, the Sword Sect will continue to wait for the news of this idiot, of course, you can also order this idiot to help you pass on a little false news back, and temporarily perfunctory the Sword Sect."

Well, there's such a good thing? Zhang He couldn't help but feel a burst of joy, and then couldn't help but ask, "Then what's the use of this demon?" ”

"The Yuan Shen can also fight, but because the strength of this idiot is too weak, if you face a real master, I'm afraid it won't help much, but well, if it's for some ordinary people, or cultivators below the middle of the Yuan Infant, it can also get unexpected results."

The wolf mastiff's words made Zhang He couldn't help but feel a burst of heartfelt excitement.

Nima, how can there be such a good thing?

Although in the hands of the wolf mastiff, the strength of this idiot is indeed lower, but for the current self, this thing is undoubtedly a rare weapon, "Okay, then there is the wolf mastiff senior." Zhang He hurriedly said politely.

"Well said." The wolf mastiff waved his hand and said, "Boy, I want to talk to you, my mother is going to help you refine the devil, you can have a good chat with me." ”

……

The wolf mastiff left, and the Yuan Infant of the Sword Sect Old Wang Ba, who had arrived home with the unlucky family, disappeared in front of Zhang He's eyes in an instant.

In the secret room, the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff tilted its furry wolf head like a harmless cute treasure of a human animal, and looked at Zhang He with curiosity on his face, but this time, Zhang He didn't dare to offend this little guy anymore.

After a while, the immature voice of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff finally came into Zhang He's sea of knowledge clearly, "Little guy, do you really want me to be your contract spirit beast?" ”

Uh, little one? Even if you are a little guy with a big palm, you dare to call it a little guy? Zhang He couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but after thinking about it, Zhang He was also relieved, although this little guy was petite, he was already an old man in his four hundreds, so it was not a shame to be called a little guy by it.

"Not bad." Zhang He nodded and said, "This is my original intention to come overnight." ”

Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff looked at Zhang He carefully again, and then transmitted the voice to Zhang He again, "Little guy, I admit that you are very powerful, and, according to my mother, your potential is unparalleled, so, you are indeed qualified for me to be your contract spirit animal, but the problem is that you are too stingy, so, I really don't want to sign a contract with you." ”

I rub, don't you? Snacks again? Zhang He couldn't help but want to vomit blood, but he had to quickly explain, "That's really not that I'm stingy, it's just that I don't want to expose that I have a space ring, so I only dare to quietly take out two bags of food, I still have a lot of it, I'll give it to you now, okay?" ”

Looking at Zhang He, who was crying and sad, Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff was finally relieved, and then said impatiently, "Then what are you waiting for, take it out quickly." ”

I rub, well, you win.

Although Zhang He couldn't help but be speechless for a while, he immediately transferred all the bagged food prepared by Long Diewu for himself out of the space ring, and piled up a small mountain in front of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff, but what made Zhang He couldn't help but want to vomit blood was that the little Wang Ba of the Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff actually stuffed snacks into his mouth frantically, and said very uneasily, "Open your space ring and show me, I'm afraid that you are not honest and secretly hide food, who made you a stingy ghost?" Hum. ”

Nima! Zhang He burst into tears, but he had to open the space ring immediately, so that Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff, the little bastard, had seen enough, so as not to be put in small shoes by this grudge-holding little bastard.

Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff enjoyed the bagged food happily, while carefully checking Zhang He's space ring, and after confirming that Zhang He did not have private food, he transmitted the voice to Zhang He again, "Okay, I forgive you, but if you want to sign a contract with me, you still have to promise me three conditions." ”

"Say it." Zhang He couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and hurriedly said.

"One, make sure I have enough food to eat every day." The Howling Moon Silver Mastiff bent his short forepaw and thumb up.

I'm rubbing, Zhen Nima is worthy of being a foodie, as far as your frightening amount of food is changed, if you are replaced by an ordinary person, you have to be ruined by you within three days, but fortunately, my brother is now a big boss worth billions, and there are also Butterfly Dance wives and adults who are crazy about printing RMB for my brother, but I am not afraid of being eaten to death by you.

"No problem." Zhang He hurriedly nodded and said, "What about the second?" ”

"Fight with me, but you are not allowed to use any spells, you can only rely on the strength and strength of your body to fight hard, and besides, you have to win, otherwise, you will not talk about it." Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff threw a bag of food into his mouth along with the packaging bag, and only then did he transmit the sound again.

"Okay, what about the third?"

"I'll talk about it when I win." Xiaoyue Silver Mastiff threw a bag of food into his mouth again, and said with a little disdain.

Nima, are you a little bastard? You wait for your brother, if you don't beat you all over the ground to find your teeth, you will be sorry for the dead Sword Sect Lao Wang Ba, let alone worthy of my brother himself.

As his mind turned, Zhang He couldn't help but clench his fists, and his battle intent instantly burst out.

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