Rumble~

The explosion of destruction kept ringing.

Every time it pops.

can see Qin Sanxiao being blasted out of ten miles by Su Ling.

Blood kept spurting out of Qin Sanxiao's mouth.

Aggrieved.

This is definitely the most aggrieved pair of martial god powerhouses.

"I didn't want to do it. ”

"You have to die. ”

Su Ling said lightly.

The power of time worked, and suddenly, time within a radius of 100 meters stood still and stopped.

Su Ling's body.

Strangely appeared in front of Qin Sanxiao.

Palm.

slapped on the top of Qin Sanxiao's head.

Time.

Recover.

Qin San smiled and bled strangely, and his whole body cultivation was abolished.

The body fell heavily to the ground.

But.

Su Ling was suspended in the air.

Grab it with one hand.

He grabbed Qin Sanxiao in the air and suspended him in the air.

Then.

Su Ling waved his hands.

Nine golden needles turned into true qi appeared in front of him.

Woo Woo ~ Woo Woo ~ Golden needle, breaking the sky.

submerged in Qin Sanxiao's body.

Yes~

Yes~

The tearing screams kept coming out of Qin Sanxiao's mouth, and from the screams, it was not difficult to imagine how painful it was, so that even the Martial God powerhouses could not bear it.

Su Ling, knowing that the battle on the seventh battlefield would be seen from the outside.

At the time of going to the island.

Jian Zun has already told everyone.

So.

He is not afraid of people knowing his means.

Use the World Tree.

It was after the battle that the people outside could not see.

Right now.

He wants people to know.

Those who provoke his relatives, friends, and women will have to pay a heavy price and regret coming into this world.

Do everything.

Su Ling's gaze looked at Pang Wuzun.

Now.

Pang Wuzun's body was drenched in blood.

It's like crawling out of hell.

The icy sword aura of destruction.

Constantly tearing the space.

crushed Pang Wuzun.

As long as Pang Wuzun can't resist it, he will meet in the sword qi.

I want to escape.

This idea has been around for a long time.

Can.

There's no way to escape.

Sword energy, sword intent.

Dragon.

Spiritual weapons.

Lingbao.

Don't give him the slightest respite.

"Valkyrie, that's it. ”

"Seriously. ”

"I'll give you a piece of advice, self-determination. ”

"But, in front of me, you don't even have a chance to cut yourself, if you don't renew your commitment, I will pinch you to death with one finger. ”

Su Ling said lightly.

Eyes.

Cold.

However, there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The smile.

Give people a kind of heart tremor.

"Su Ling, the Third Young Venerable will not let you go. ”

"My Holy Sect will not let you go. ”

Pang Wuzun.

There is no dignity at all.

A dignified martial god.

was actually pressed and beaten by a martial saint like this, or rather, Su Ling didn't make a move at all, but the sword qi and sword intent that appeared out of thin air, if he wasn't a martial god.

He suspected that there was a Martial God Five Heavens powerhouse stealthily in the air to deal with him.

"Still no long memory. ”

"I said it before. ”

"If you three young venerables don't dare to leave the altar, I will go to him. ”

Su Ling said lightly.

Step by step.

Ignore the sword qi and sword rain.

Towards Pang Wuzun.

There was a moment when sword qi and sword rain and even space.

Be still.

Su Ling.

Through the sword qi and sword rain, he appeared strangely in front of Pang Wuzun.

Gold needles.

It's a golden needle again.

Nine golden needles were submerged into Pang Wuzun's body.

Yes~

Yes~

Time, recovery.

Everything is restored.

Sword energy, disappear.

Rain of swords, disappear.

All the attacks are gone.

Between heaven and earth.

Restore calm.

Pang Wuzun's screams resounded through the heavens and the earth, the cultivation of the martial god was still there, and the whole person screamed in pain, constantly rolling in the air and on the ground.

There was no fighting.

But.

There are no hours in the crystal light curtain.

Because.

The movement from Pang Wuzun's screams made the space tremble.

Picture of the light curtain.

Naturally projected out.

"As long as you say that the Demon Cult is a dog. ”

"The third young man is a dog. ”

"I will deliver you with relief. ”

Su Ling's tone was calm.

There was not the slightest hint of anger.

But.

can think that such Su Ling was born in anger, but he turned anger into calm and action.