Therefore, Yin Tianxiong didn't say a word, and didn't care about the begging or desperate looks in the eyes of those people of the same clan under his hands, just raised his hand and shook it slightly, and those Shura people couldn't move one by one.

"Adult !!!"

Yu Xin couldn't help but shout after all, but her voice was more full of despair, after all, Yu Xin only saw indifference in Yin Tianxiong's eyes.

Yin Tianxiong didn't have to avoid Yu Xin's eyes, which made Yu Xin's heart sink directly to the bottom, and from beginning to end, it was ruthless.

"Sword chanting, rising!"

Seeing that Yin Tianxiong had already controlled everyone present, Ji Shuyuan's cold voice sounded again, and the divine dragon phantom conjured by Shukang's sword roared in response, and everyone wanted to cover their ears in pain, but their bodies were helplessly controlled, and they couldn't move one by one.

So in the next moment, the seven orifices of the Shura people present began to ooze blood, and their faces gradually turned pale.

On the ground, Song Squeak was also trapped and locked in place by Yin Tianxiong, the gap between the Spirit Sacrifice Period and the Golden Immortal Breaking Period was not ordinarily large, not to mention that Song Squeak's cultivation was not from his own steady cultivation, but the old man Ji Shuyuan didn't know what means he used to raise Song Squeak from a very short period of time.

When Song Qiqi knew that Ji Shuyuan, who had always been regarded as his relative elder, was practicing the same kind of exercises that sucked human blood, Song Qiqi knew that Ji Shuyuan had probably planted some kind of prohibition on himself, because Song Qiqi had made it very clear that he was unwilling to accept this kind of cultivation method that violated the heavens, but Ji Shuyuan didn't pay attention to it at all!

So with Ji Shuyuan's character, how could Song Squeak have a chance to escape from the palm of his hand?

Song squeaked and panted, trying to struggle up from the ground, the purple pupil spirit monkey's talent and supernatural powers were exerted to the extreme, and the purple eyes also flashed with a faint streamer.

Obviously, although Song Squeak knew in his heart that his struggle was probably just in vain, but!

"Even if you can make the enemy spend a little more effort, it's worth it, isn't it?" Song Squeak smiled a little dejectedly, the little guy is rushing, so he should have a rush to do something.

Quack, Quack, Quack!

A few crisp sounds, it was Song's squeaky joints that were constantly writhing!

Yin Tianxiong's expression was awe-inspiring, and he once again strengthened the suppression of Song Squeak, but what Yin Tianxiong could suppress could only be Song Squeak's body surface, but a person who ignored the pain conveyed by his body, how terrifying should it be?

At this time, Song Squeak was in this state, the little guy's face was bruised, his expression became hideous, the corners of his mouth were cracked, the hairy monkey's sharp mouth was grinning, and the two big fangs were hanging with spittle, which looked strangely terrifying.

"Roar!"

Song's squeaky muscles burst out in an instant, and he let out a roar of rage with difficulty from the depths of his throat, and the next moment, there was a purple glow in his eyes, and the explosion of the joints became even louder.

"Little one, you're looking for !!! death"

Yin Tianxiong's face finally changed, because the little guy's skin began to stand out obviously, it was Song Squeak twisting his bones, completely ignoring the fact that his skin and flesh were suppressed by Yin Tianxiong's power, and he was about to rush out from under the skin.

How much pain does this have to endure!!!

Yin Tianxiong couldn't imagine how much perseverance he had to disregard the painful feelings on his body so much, he had never seen before, this scene made the powerful Yin Tianxiong feel a little chill inexplicably.

"Humph!"

The old man's voice sounded, and there was already a hint of violence in the ruthlessness, and with a soft cold snort, Song Squeak's original desperate movements were inexplicably stagnant, and then his whole body instantly withered.

"What the hell are you ...... What did you do to me......" Song Squeak sat weakly on the ground, holding on with one hand to prevent himself from falling, perhaps because of Fang Cai's excessive force, Song Squeak's body at this time had an indescribable awkward feeling, as if, the muscles were misaligned......

Yes, because of the strong breakfree, the adhesion between Song Squeak's muscles and bones has been forcibly destroyed, and the adhesion of the bones has been lost, although those muscles are still full, but they just look collapsed and look very desolate.

If it were an ordinary day, Ji Shuyuan would definitely show a distressed look when he saw Song Squeak's tragic situation, but at this time, Ji Shuyuan was already in his original form, and he didn't care about the image at all, what was on his face was just ruthless indifference, and even more, on that indifferent face, his eyes were already full of violent atmosphere, which made everyone present shudder!

The old man was unmoved, just doing what he wanted to do.

I saw the words in the old man's mouth, the ancient and obscure incantation buzzing, and I didn't know what it was reciting. It wasn't long before the Shura people noticed that something was wrong.

First, the blood marks left in the seven orifices where they were shocked seemed to have been summoned by some kind of summoning, and slowly flowed backwards from the location of the wound, and then with the continuous flow of fresh blood from the wound, it began to form a slender column of water, flying into the sky, converging on the top of the old man's head, forming a blood-colored vortex.

Then, the old man's hands also began to move, pinching out all kinds of complex magic seals, the blood-colored vortex slowly rotated, and then from the most core place, a waterspout formed by blood convergence, wrapped around the fingertips of the old man's pinched magic seals: "Du!"

As the old man pronounced the last word, the magic seal formed by the old man's fingertips was also a little farther away in the direction of Song Squeak, and the tornado formed by the blood shot towards Song Squeak, and the Shura tribe present had already turned into a dried corpse at the moment when the blood was drained.

No one could stop the old man from doing what he had to do, and the little guy finally showed a look of despair in his eyes.

The little guy roared, the whole monkey's mouth was extremely open, and the two huge fangs were hideous, but he didn't know what kind of prohibition was planted by Ji Shuyuan, and he couldn't lift it even with a trace of strength, so he could only watch as the crimson blood-colored tornado turned into a pillar of blood and shot towards him!

"No !!!!"

The little guy roared, the purple light in his eyes flickered faintly, but his strength was insufficient, how could he be able to urge the talent that also consumed a huge amount of power?

After a few flickering, I saw that the purple light gradually faded, and finally dissipated.

"The art of reversing blood, building a foundation, the spirit of ten thousand souls, is as good as water!"

The old man's voice was like a wild beast, like a fierce beast, both demon and evil, and after that, the blood pillar hit the forehead of Song Squeak, who couldn't move, and boomed!!!!