The middle-aged ability seemed to be an earth-based ability, and when he escaped, he had already covered the path that Ling Zijie had chased after him, and at the same time condensed a set of earth-based armor on his body.

However, Ling Zijie's ability was to travel instantly, and the traps he had set up when he escaped according to the routine were useless to Ling Zijie.

Rumble! Ling Zijie suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged supernatural man, and the armor on his body had not even completely condensed before it turned into powder under one of Ling Zijie's fists.

And the middle-aged powerhouse also spurted out a mouthful of blood and stumbled forward.

...... exhale, Ling Zijie was too lazy to chase anymore, and threw out a few silver needles in his hand, and stabbed the death hole on the middle-aged supernatural person's body with a puff, but Ling Zijie had already disappeared in place, going straight to the next supernatural person.

The middle-aged stranger ran a few steps forward, although he felt a few pains like pins and needles on his body, he didn't think much about it, and when he saw Ling Zijie chasing him out in other directions, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally escaped.

However, just when he thought he had escaped with his life, the several places on his body that had been pricked by needles just now suddenly became painful, and then his whole body seemed to be completely out of control, no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the violent tremor of his body, and the pain in his body became more and more intense, as if it was about to tear him apart.

The death hole is the most mysterious and vulnerable place on a person's body, this is the attack method that only Huaxia understands, once this place is hit by an attack method containing energy, the injured person will definitely not be able to last ten breaths.

Giggling ......, the middle-aged supernatural didn't know what Ling Zijie had done to him just now, so in a violent tremble, he fell to the ground softly, bleeding from his seven orifices, and died silently.

On the other side, a speed adept was running frantically, his speed was the most terrifying of the several, and if it was a single escape, he had the best chance of surviving of the five.

But just when he thought he could escape and ascend to heaven, he suddenly stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground with a thud.

"What's that?" The speed powerhouse's face was full of horror, and he looked down, only to see that his feet had been entangled in some green vegetation for some time, and those green plants seemed to be alive, still winding upwards along his legs.

"What the hell is this TM?" He casually pulled out the dagger tied to his leg and slashed wildly, trying to break free from the entanglement of vegetation as soon as possible, but at this moment, the figure like a god of death suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ling Zijie held the unicorn he picked up from the ground with one hand, looked indifferently at the speed ability who was struggling on the ground, wanting to cut off those vines, and turned his head to look at the supermarket next to him.

At the entrance of the supermarket, Zhang Wenhui was lying there, with a faint green light on his hands, looking at this side with tired eyes.

"Thank you." Ling Zijie nodded at Zhang Wenhui, and the single horn in his hand stabbed at the speed ability.

"Don't ......" The speed powerhouse's plea for mercy was not yet spoken, only a pop was heard, and blood was already splattered on the vines around his body.

"You hold on, it's over in a moment." Ling Zijie turned around and said a word to Zhang Wenhui, who had a weak breath, and suddenly disappeared in place.

Just now, when the giant wolf and betel nut clashed, Zhang Wenhui actually found out, but he saw that there were six people on the other side, and he had already surrounded the pink girl and betel nut in the middle, so he didn't rush over, he knew that with his current physical state, even if he rushed up, it would just be one more corpse, it was better to hide in place and wait for Ling Zijie's arrival.

I don't know why, although he is arrogant, he admires Ling Zijie very much, maybe because of the powerful impression that Ling Zijie left in his heart before he didn't turn on the ability, maybe because his ability can't pose any threat to Ling Zijie at all, in short, he, like Zhou Xu, is very confident in Ling Zijie, he believes that as long as Ling Zijie comes back, it will be the death of those European powers.

Now that Ling Zijie is here, it is indeed so.

Zhang Wenhui exerted his last bit of strength to help Ling Zijie stop the speed ability, at this time, like betel nut, he also reached the point of running out of oil and lamp, seeing Ling Zijie go to chase and kill other abilities, he smiled slightly, tilted his head and fainted.

The other three Adepts, a man and two women, had been relieved that a minute or two had passed since they started to escape, and Ling Zijie had not appeared behind them.

But just as they were relaxing, a shadow suddenly flashed and instantly took away the male Adeptus among the three, causing the other two female Adepts to scream and hide backwards.

"You guys, don't do anything to my friends." Ling Zijie turned around slowly, and Sen Han's gaze made the two female powerhouses tremble.

"We ......, not on purpose, begging ......, begging the adults to let us go, we are willing to surrender to the adults, willing to ......"

"I don't need to surrender, and I won't have mercy, you guys, hit the road." Ling Zijie was about to attack with a single horn in his hand, when he suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and the world was spinning, and the whole person seemed to have suddenly entered another space.

When he took away his left hand on his forehead, he was taken aback by what he saw.

In front of him was no longer the small city, but a temple similar to the gods in Western mythology, the tall building showed a magnificent momentum, and the surrounding clouds and mist made it difficult to see, while he himself was sitting in the highest seat of the temple, looking down on the rows of stunning women dancing under the hall.

The clothes on those women's bodies were extremely revealing, and the large swaths of snow-white skin exposed in the air gave Ling Zijie a burst of heartfelt impulses.

Beside him, there were a large number of beauties around, one by one chanting and singing, wantonly showing their graceful posture, under the thin veil, the hidden parts of those women's bodies appeared from time to time, making Ling Zijie stunned.

...... exhale, a woman suddenly fell into Ling Zijie's arms, raised her head and glanced at him shyly, clinging to his body, squirming gently, the tight touch made Ling Zijie's mouth dry, and he couldn't help swallowing saliva.

Seeing Ling Zijie behaving like this, the surrounding women became even more daring, and between the dancing of the veil, the clothes on their bodies gradually became scarce, and in the end, they were naked one by one, humming and moaning around Ling Zijie, rubbing Ling Zijie's body desperately.

Although Ling Zijie's heart was getting hotter and hotter, his eyes gradually became cold, this was the first time he had encountered such an illusion, he didn't expect to almost be hit, if it weren't for the strange symbol in his mind that made his mental power grow, I am afraid that he would have been planted under this illusion today.

"Your illusion is indeed very powerful and attractive, and I am reluctant to come out easily." Ling Zijie's eyes swept over these naked women, the heat in his eyes gradually subsided, and his cold tone also made the surrounding picture gradually fade.

Syllable! When he regained his composure, the picture around him cracked like a mirror, and the terrified eyes of the two women reappeared.

"Impossible! At your age, how could you possibly escape my illusion! A woman cried out in horror, her eyes full of incredulity.

In her experience, a teenager like Ling Zijie was most likely to get lost in the illusion, she had shot at such a teenager countless times, and never failed, but she didn't expect that today's demonic teenager would wake up so quickly.

"It's not impossible, it's just that your abilities aren't strong enough to make everyone lost, what's so strange about that." Ling Zijie said lightly and took a step forward.

"To thank you for your illusion, I won't let you suffer much." Ling Zijie stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the white neck of the European woman, and then with a slight force on his wrist, he broke her neck with a snap.

"You! You're a demon, you're not human! Not people! Another female powerhouse next to her, who watched Ling Zijie twist her partner's neck, shouted, turned around and ran.

"Did you consider yourself a demon when you were about to kill my friend?" Ling Zijie said softly, and with a wave of his hand, the single horn in his hand flew out like a sharp blade.

Burst! The last European Adept was pierced by the sharp horns and fell to his knees with a thud.

Ling Zijie stepped forward, pulled the sharp horn from her, sighed, turned around and rushed back to the previous battlefield.

There's a giant wolf waiting for him to take care of.