At this moment, Ma Younian had only one word in his heart.

Escape!

Almost instantly, both palms slammed down, and the magnificent power poured into the ground, and the earth burst like a balloon bursting, and the wild dust and rocks blurred everyone's sight. Taking advantage of the cover of the dust storm, Ma Younian used the shapeshifting and shadow change to the limit, and in a few flashes, he had jumped down the mountain.

Mao Qinglian didn't seem to care, and let him escape, just standing where he was. saw Fan Buran in the air pointing his finger with one hand and making a traction action.

A lightning bolt came down from the nine heavens in the ground, as if he had calculated the position early, Ma Younian had just jumped out of the dust storm, and was coincidentally chopped up, screamed, and fell into the rocks.

This blow directly stunned Ma Younian. With a flick of his right hand, the mountain of flying gravel and sand seemed to be swept away by a huge broom.

Ma Younian staggered and struggled to get up, his back was scorched black, his muscles were cracked and terrible, his shoulder blades were white and red, and his bones were deeply visible, and his expression revealed extreme horror. Mao Qinglian walked towards him like a leisurely walk and said, "I haven't been able to greet the guests from afar, why are you leaving?"

Seeing that Mao Qinglian was approaching step by step, and there were Wu Xiaoao and Fan Buran above him, blocking the back road at any time, Ma Younian knew that there was no hope of escaping, so he gritted his teeth violently, and his spiritual power burst out, and the huge externalized sirum appeared again, swinging his fists and feet, stirring up the wind and clouds, and he actually put on a desperate posture.

Mao Qinglian's footsteps did not stop, the two fingers of the index of the right hand rose together, and with the forward movement of the pace, the fingers were lightly pointed, and the externalized simulacrum was slightly paused, and the clicking sound was about to crack.

Ma Younian was shocked and hurriedly used his spiritual power to repair the crack. Unexpectedly, the externalized simulacrum seemed to be being molten by the flames, and no matter how much spiritual power was infused, it could not be glued together. The crack grew bigger and bigger, and where the flames had melted, the stars and embers fell, and they scattered in the wind, and finally there was no trace. Within a moment, the entire externalized siacrum was completely extinguished.

Mao Qinglian sighed softly. Fan Buran and Wu Xiaoao looked at Ma Younian's eyes full of banter.

Ma Younian's face was distorted with fear and anger, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Fan Shengtian was beaten a lot before, and when he saw this situation, he felt happy and said, "Dad, kill him quickly and pay for the lives of the dead." ”

Fan Buran shook his head and said: "Others come from afar, and we as the masters will kill them, which is unreasonable, so we have to let people have a chance to give gifts." ”

Fan Shengtian was stunned and said, "Gift, what gift?"

Wu Xiaoao said with a smile: "Since you are here, Jin Liangguo's exercises, pills, front-line deployment, why you came, etc., etc., you have to spit it out." It would be too much of a loss to take his life alone. ”

Ziru said: "I'm afraid that all he vomits is silverfish poison and dead bones, which is disgusting." ”

Wu Xiaoao said proudly: "Don't worry, whether it's silverfish poison or Gongfa pills, the brothers of the Criminal Department have 10,000 ways to let him spit it out at all." ”

Ziru said: "That's good." I'm afraid that he will play tricks, and he won't vomit the good ones, but the bad ones. ”

The two talked about the torture of the criminal department, as if the other party was already a prisoner. Ma Younian's fists clenched, gritted his teeth, and said, "You want to capture me alive? ”

Ziru said: "Hmph, I'm afraid that this can't help you." ”

Ma Younian was furious, the green tendons on his forehead were protruding, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire, and suddenly he let out a cold and bitter laugh, and said, "If I want to die, who can stop it?"

Everyone was stunned. But I saw that not only his green tendons were exposed, but his clothes were slowly bulging, and his skin was like boiling oil bubbles, constantly undulating and wriggling, and his whole face was crooked. Mao Qinglian changed color and said: "It's not good, he wants to blow himself up!"

Ma Younian said fiercely: "You won, but you won't get anything." There are so many people to bury me, and this commander is not in vain, haha, haha. Speaking of the back, he laughed wildly, and the light of the seven orifices overflowed, and the tyrannical power collided back and forth under the cortex, ready to come out.

Mao Qinglian, Fan Buran, and Wu Xiaoao shot at the same time. Mao Qinglian's right palm swung out, as if holding something, and threw it upward. Fan Buran is a long-arm ring, pulling and recycling. Under the dual action of the two forces of their push and pull, Ma Younian couldn't help but fly high into the sky in an instant. Then Wu Xiaoao cut his hands vertically and horizontally, and the mighty spiritual power spread out in the air, isolating Ma Younian's body so that it was impenetrable.

Ma Younian never expected that such a change would happen suddenly, and in the midst of the loud scolding, the violent energy that had been brewing in his body for a long time burst out, and with a bang, it exploded into thousands of pieces.

When the dazzling light dissipated, Wu Xiaoao collected the spiritual power barrier, but seeing that the blood in the air was cloudy and scattered with the wind, Ma Younian had already disappeared without a trace and turned into dust.

Fan Buran said: "It's a pity, he died like this, and he was cheaper." ”

Mao Qinglian said: "It's okay." It's just that this hunting conference was accidentally infiltrated by gangsters, which harmed many talents in my Rock Country, which is really sad. ”

One of the people in the crowd picked up a corpse from the ground and wept: "Fortunately, the three kings came, and my brother Park Xian's great revenge was avenged in time, and the younger generation thanked the three kings." ”

Mao Qinglian sighed: "It's a pity that we are still a step late. Xiang Qunxiong glanced around, and raised his voice: "This is the end of the hunting conference, everyone go back and rest first, and three days later, the Immortal Temple of Heaven in the Imperial City will gather to listen to the results of the conference, discuss the ranking of talents, and discuss the distribution of talents." ”

These people who can stay until the end are the elite of geniuses, and most of them will be rewarded. At this time, after listening to what he said, they all gave up their hands at the moment, and walked alone, and they all looked for their way back. Canghai is naturally with Zi Ru Feng. Before returning, Mao Qinglian turned his head to look at Fan Rui and said, "How do you feel, do you want to help?"

Fan Rui said: "It's okay, you can walk." ”

Mao Qinglian nodded and said, "Congratulations, you can have the surname Wang in the future." After three days, the name is justified, and the Nancheng family should come to congratulate them. ”

Fan Rui gave a salute and said, "Thank you King Nan." He said to Wu Xiaoao and Fan Buran: "Thank you to the King of the East and the King of the West." ”

The two bowed their heads slightly in return. Immediately, the three kings lifted their breath and flew, looked south, and disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Fan Rui looked in the direction of the imperial city and was silent. Mao Feng said: "Brother Rui, are you going together?"

Fan Rui shook his head slightly and said, "I still want to walk around Shura Island." ”

Mao Feng said: "Then let's say goodbye first." At that moment, he led Canghai and the others down the mountain.

Coming down to Feihuang Mountain, Canghai looked back, and saw Fan Rui still standing motionless on the top of the mountain from a distance, and his heart was full of suspicions, so he quietly went to ask Ziru, but Ziru showed an unhappy face, and I don't know if she heard clearly, so she just cared about chatting with Fan Shengtian and Wu Qu. Canghai felt that it was not interesting, so he just asked for it.

On the way, I happened to meet Zhen Leyin, and the two sides only took a look, Zhen Leyin hurriedly turned around, turned around and disappeared behind a pile of rocks, thinking that he had picked another direction. Ziru pouted and said, "Hey, look at this person's weak heart." ”

But now that the conference is over, it is inconvenient to look for his bad luck again. Now there is no fight on the road, and there is no task, everyone is like an arrow, and they are rushing along the road, and within a day, the imperial city is already in sight. Everyone slept in Shura Island for many days, tired and tired, and when they saw the imperial city again, they all cheered, and then went their own way and returned to their nests.

Those who participate in the conference have fast and slow feet. But he said that Zhen Leyin was far away from the road, but for some reason, the more he walked, the more tired he became, and when he returned to the imperial city, it was almost late at night, and the supper time had passed. There were no people on the street, and in the silence, I could only hear the sound of my own heavy breathing echoing in my ears.

Zhen Leyin was shocked and panicked, and he didn't know where his tiredness came from. Although the trials on Shura Island are difficult and hard, the cultivators are cultivating a qi character, and at this stage, the soreness on the physical body only needs to run the breath for a few weeks before it can be restored to its original state. So physical exertion is almost non-existent. However, on the way home, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he became heavier and heavier step by step, and he felt that a mountain was on his back, which weighed him down.

Finally returned to the accommodation, Zhen Leyin's feet were sore and trembling, he was about to lose his breath, his head was heavy, his neck was tight, he just lay on the table and breathed heavily, almost fainted, and said in horror: "I...... What's wrong with me, this feeling of dying is not poisoned?"

His hands were clutched, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and the mirror on the wooden frame in front of him fell sideways. In a daze, he suddenly saw that there seemed to be a hand on his neck in the mirror stretched out from behind, which was not trivial.

He thought it was because his eyes were spent, and then he looked in the mirror, and saw that the hand was still between his neck, real, not an illusion, but no matter how he touched it, he couldn't touch it, it was extremely terrifying. Zhen Leyin was suddenly terrified and shouted, "You...... Who are you?"

In the mirror, an unkempt face slowly and slowly emerged from the back of his head. Looking at that face, Zhen Leyin's heart was broken, and he barely squeezed out a few words in his throat and said, "You...... You ......"

But Jue's hand tightened more and more, his breath couldn't be helped, his eyes turned black, and he finally gradually lost consciousness.