"It's too weak!"

The Black Death powerhouse suddenly grinned, so frightened that everyone's heart missed half a beat.

"It's not good, Qianlao, come back!" The Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden turned pale and looked at the Black Dead with a look of disbelief.

Buzz——!

A buzz of heaven and earth came, and the strong man of the Black Death Clan disappeared in place again, and a black lightning flashed between heaven and earth, suddenly appearing in front of Old Ghost Qi.

"Beep your mother, the old man doesn't care what the hell you are, die for the old man!"

Thundered!

An earth-shattering wave erupted from the old ghost Qi's body, like a big river rolling, the huge waves were monstrous, forming a heavenly river behind him, rumbling, rushing towards the Black Death clan.

"I can't help myself!" The Black Death Clan powerhouse sneered, and suddenly reached out, and a long withered hand seemed to cut through the space, leaving a series of black lights in place, and when it reappeared, it had already passed through Qi Old Ghost's chest.

Poof!

A claw-like hand pinched a beating heart, dripping with blood, and beating noticeably slower.

"No!"

Old Ghost Qi muttered, turned his head in a daze, almost turned his head half a circle, and watched his heart slowly stop beating with a confused expression.

This is the first time that Old Ghost Qi has seen his living heart, and it is also the last time.

In just a flash, the two Mahayana powerhouses have already died, just like two children who have no power to resist, in front of the powerhouses of the Black Death Clan, the death is simply unacceptable.

Qian Lao and Lu Qiju turned pale, and they looked at Qi Lao Ghost dying at the hands of the Black Dead Clan with a shocked expression, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Poof!

Hongqiu sat on the ground, the scales on his face exploded, he kept shivering, and the sweat of the bean kept dripping down.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, Hongqiu shook his head while slowly rubbing his ass back, muttering to himself: "It's terrible, it's terrible, I'm ...... I want to go home!"

Airplanes!

After killing each person, a trace of red thread appeared in the black aura on the Black Dead people, and the whole person looked fuller.

Only then did everyone notice in horror that whether it was Fang Zhenglin or Qi Lao Ghost, all the corpses seemed to have lost one-third of their flesh and blood, and they had turned into dried corpses.

"I didn't expect it to be so delicious, and sure enough, the slightly stronger human blood is the most delicious thing in this world. ”

A black light flashed in the eyes of the Black Dead Clan, and he looked towards Qian Lao with a gloomy expression.

Qian Lao was shocked, stretched out his hand, and a wide long knife appeared in his hand.

"Soul Slaying Knife!" Lu Qiju's expression changed, and he looked at Qian Lao in surprise.

Qian Lao smiled bitterly and muttered to himself: "I haven't used it for a long time, old man, it seems that I will fight with you again today, and it is very likely that this is ...... One last time!"

Lu Qiju gasped, suddenly sucked it back, and punched him hard in the heart, and suddenly a stream of blood spurted out.

Rumble!

A surging wave of True Yuan Fire erupted on Lu Qiju's body, and the terrifying waves of qi were monstrous, and between the bursts of thunder and tumbling, there was a rumbling and hideous.

Behind Lu Qiju, the terrifying thunderclouds were like celestial phenomena, covering the sky and the sun, and the powerful momentum of the Mahayana period suddenly completely exploded, enveloping the surrounding space in a tumultuous and tumbling atmosphere.

"Ray?"

The Black Death Clan powerhouse who was staring at Qian Lao suddenly changed his face, and a hideous look of anger appeared on his face, and he snorted coldly and said, "What the deity hates most in this life is the power of thunder, you ...... Die first!"

Lu Qiju laughed, as if crazy, jumped up, roared in mid-air, surrounded his body, and between dozens of thunder dragons roared, he said to the strong man of the Black Death Clan: "If you want the life of the old man, how can it be so easy!"

Speaking of this, Lu Qiju turned to Qian Lao and said, "Brother Qian, the old man will go first, and then it's up to you!"

"Beep Qi Niangzhi, what kind of thing are you, in front of my human monk, you dare to be so rampant!"

Thundered!

Violent thunder rushed towards the Black Death Clan's powerhouse, and the waves were monstrous, destroying the heavens and the earth.

Qian Lao was also furious, and a monstrous black light suddenly erupted from the soul slaying knife, covering the sky and the sun, and a clear heaven and earth suddenly turned into night.

At the same time as he jumped up, Qian Lao turned to the Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden and shouted, "Qian Ling, take the others, get out of here quickly, the sooner the better!"

The Thousand Spirits Holy Maiden's face turned pale, and she bit her lip and shook her head when she heard the words.

Elder Qian was furious, and was just about to speak, when he suddenly heard a light sound, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he looked towards the strong man of the Black Death Clan.

The Black Death Clan powerhouse stared at Hua Youyue on the ground, with a look of surprise flashing in his eyes, but after a moment, there was a hint of ecstasy on his face.

Hua Youyue looked at the Black Death Clan powerhouse with a calm expression, and only when the Black Death Clan's powerhouse showed a look of ecstasy on his face, he frowned slightly, and the Moon Shadow Holy Soldier in his hand slowly unsheathed.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect ......"

With a loud bang, the furious thunder dragon in mid-air rushed horizontally, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to the front of the Black Death Clan's powerhouse, but was snuffed out by the Black Death Clan's powerhouse with one hand!

The terrifying thunder dragon didn't even let out a wail, and then it dissipated between heaven and earth.

Dozens of thunder dragons were snuffed out one by one in the hands of the Black Death Clan's powerhouse, and the Black Death Clan's powerhouse didn't even look back, and walked towards Hua Youyue step by step.

"I didn't expect to see such an interesting soul here, hey, there seems to be a trace of other breath on your body, let the deity come and see, it's a delicious taste, little girl, after refining you, the deity may be able to recover to the most peak strength, you ......"

"You can try!" Hua Youyue's expression was still as plain as water.

Even in the face of the Black Death powerhouse who could kill the powerhouse of the Mahayana period with a single move, the expression on Hua Youyue's face still did not change much, but the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out into a cloud of moonlight.

One person, one sword, one body is proud, and if there is a sword in his hand, it is the whole heaven and earth!

The long knife in Qianlao's hand did not cut down, but glanced at Lu Qiju, waiting for the best time to make a move.

Obviously, there was something on Hua Youyue that attracted the Black Death powerhouse, and she walked straight towards her.

Everyone gasped, looked at Hua Youyue with a shocked expression, and then looked at the powerhouse of the Black Death Clan, and retreated one after another, for fear of harming the pond fish.

What are you kidding, this guy in front of me is really terrifying.

Hua Youyue was just a monk in the fugue period, and in front of the Black Death powerhouse, there was almost no room for resistance.

At this moment, Han Yan'er beside Hua Youyue suddenly moved, and the long sword in her hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and the whole person jumped and rushed towards the Black Death Clan powerhouse.

"Sunshadow and Sunshine!"

Han Yan'er's martial arts skills were as stubborn as her character, and she suddenly made a move without any warning, even the Black Death powerhouse was startled.

Boom ——!

The sun shadow and sun fell on the strong man of the Black Death Clan, and the strong man of the Black Death Clan suddenly stumbled, but he looked at Han Yan'er unharmed, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and immediately pulled Han Yan'er over and grabbed Han Yan'er's throat.

Han Yan'er's face turned pale, and she looked at the Black Death Clan powerhouse with a shocked expression.

Everyone gasped and looked at Han Yan'er in the hands of the Black Death Clan powerhouse in disbelief.

Who would have thought that Han Yan'er, who had already entered the Tao with Yang Zhen at such a young age, would die in the hands of the Black Death Clan.

Yang Zhen?

By the way, where did Yang Zhen, the bastard, go?

At this time, Yang Zhen, the bastard, was not by the side of the two women?

In front of everyone's eyes, Hua Youyue slowly stepped forward, looked at the Black Death Clan powerhouse with a flat expression, and said, "Let her go!"

"Ugly!" the Black Death powerhouse sneered: "An interesting divine soul, an interesting Dao Yun, interesting, interesting!"

As he spoke, the Black Death Clan powerhouse suddenly stretched out his other hand, slowly raised it, and grabbed it at Hua Youyue.

All turned pale with fright.

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded: "Interesting, you are paralyzed, interesting, you dare to move, are you impatient?"