At this moment, countless warriors of the Wang family, as well as the major forces that had taken refuge in the Wang family, gathered around the room where Wang Ying was, and they also looked surprised, and even looked at Wang Meng who was carried up with a little uneasiness.

Wang Meng, they know!

As a quasi-Creation Realm martial artist who is the pillar of the royal family, I believe that there is no Ghost Eye Province who does not have a thunderous ear for their name.

The wolf king is full of kings

King Wangcang

Blood King Wang

Shiwang Wang Meng

Wait a minute!

The martial artists of the quasi-creation realm of the Wang family, according to their own strength characteristics, were all given the name of the corresponding king, and then spread throughout the Ghost Eye Province.

And Wang Meng, as a quasi-Creation Realm martial artist, when he was promoted, he was endowed with the toughest system and rock-solid skin by the silver-white clock.

The ordinary attacks of an ordinary ninth-level martial artist are simply like tickling for him, even if a ninth-level martial artist is desperate to burst out of blood and fight to the death, it is difficult to inflict fatal damage on him.

The defense and hardness of the skin on his body make people feel discolored.

Even the strangeness of the wilderness is said to be difficult to effectively harm him.

When he once destroyed the Three Palaces, he carried the attacks of dozens of ninth-level martial artists alone, but he killed those martial artists unharmed, and his skin did not even have a scratch.

This is also the reason why he is called the Stone King, which means that his defense is like a rock, and no one can shake it.

But now?

This quasi-Creation Realm martial artist was covered with criss-crossing wounds, and on the exposed skin, there were still some fishy black thick juices, and a disgusting smell was constantly transmitted to the surroundings.

These wounds, because they are covered with thick juice, are not real.

But when a warrior gently lifted up one of Wang Meng's torn sleeves, everyone around couldn't help but exclaim.

Even Wang Ying's eyes widened at this moment.

Under the sleeves, the arms that appeared in front of everyone's eyes did not have black thick juice, but looked like dried corpse skin that had been drained of all nutrients, wrinkled, and blue-gray.

What's even more frightening is that the corpse-like arms are covered with spiral-shaped hollows like honeycombs, one after the other, tightly together.

As the cavities were exposed to the air, puffs of black, fishy-smelling juice seeped out of them.

Disgusting!

"Ahh

After the sleeves were lifted, Wang Meng, who was already a little delirious, once again wailed in pain.

He reluctantly opened his eyes, and the moment he saw Wang Ying, it was like seeing hope.

"Holy Maiden...... My lord...... Save..... Help me! ”

His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't said a word in decades, dry and low.

Wang Ying's expression remained unchanged, and she casually closed the list in her hand.

Squinting slightly, his body leaned forward slightly, one hand was on his stomach, and the other hand flicked his fingers, and a silver-white luster suddenly appeared, instantly burrowing into Wang Meng's body.

The latter's whole body shook violently, and more and more black juice was excreted from all parts of the body.

It's just that after these black thick juices were excreted, Wang Meng's expression became more and more relaxed, and he seemed to have regained his consciousness later.

It's time to have a simple conversation.

"What did you encounter?"

"Wang Meng, come to the Holy Maiden one by one!"

Wang Si was more anxious, and after seeing that Wang Meng had just sobered up, he hurriedly asked.

The other martial artists also pressed the surprise in their hearts one by one, and looked at Wang Meng curiously.

"We ...... We ......"

"I don't know what happened!"

"Anyway, all dead, all dead!"

"There's hell, there's hell, you can't go in, you can't go in!"

"It will unleash the great terror and the great catastrophe!"

Wang Meng showed a confused look, and then as if frightened, he hugged his head in pain and wailed.

"What hell, everything is dead, you can tell it clearly!"

"Could it be that all the warriors who entered it are really dead?"

"What the hell is going on?"

When someone heard this, they were secretly frightened.

"Damn, this guy won't be scareless!"

"It shouldn't be possible, Wang Meng is not a person who is afraid of death, he is not afraid of death, what else can make a martial artist of the quasi-creation realm scared crazy?"

"So what the hell is going on?"

"I don't know, let's see the decision of the Holy Maiden!"

Other martial artists didn't dare to discuss, but Wang Si and the others were not afraid, and they speculated and said.

They looked at Wang Ying, the latter's mood did not change in the slightest, and it seemed that they didn't care about Wang Meng's nonsense just now?

It's completely noncommittal.

"Hell? All dead? ”

"Then how are you still alive!"

Wang Ying straightened her body, and the brilliance of the silver-white clock instantly filled the audience!

Wang Meng opened his mouth, a little flustered, he wanted to say something, wanted to explain, wanted to call the holy maiden, but found that the name that seemed to be on his lips couldn't be called.

The silver-white brilliance made him feel frightened, he felt afraid!

"Damn it, Wang Meng! The Holy Maiden asked you something, and quickly answered, you don't want to live anymore? ”

Wang Si still didn't understand Wang Meng's state, so he gave him a hard look, for fear that he would be blamed by the saint if he survived.

After all, during this period of time, everyone understands that Wang Ying, as a saint, is no longer the little girl of the Wang family at the beginning, the closer she gets to God, the closer she is to God under the influence of God's sexuality.

And what about God?

Definitely a great existence that is high up above and without the slightest emotion!

It won't be because he is also a member of the Wang family, so he will open the net!

God is merciless!

Even if it's just Wang Ying, who is just a saint, it's the same!

The others turned their heads to look at Wang Meng, only to find that he was still stunned, his face pale, and he didn't know what was happening.

Silently!

"What are you doing?"

Wang Si quietly glanced at the saint above, and then looked at Wang Meng who was three or four meters away, gritted his teeth, and risked being punished by the saint, three steps into two steps, and instantly walked to Wang Meng's side.

However, Wang Meng didn't say a word, still looking at Wang Ying in a daze, no, it was behind her, that is, the huge silver-white clock phantom that had just appeared.

The whole body was shaking involuntarily.

It was as if I had seen some great horror.

made Wang Si nervous.

"Damn it, talk!"

Wang Si patted Wang Meng on the shoulder.

The next moment

Something terrifying happened.

With Wang Si's beat, Wang Meng's body melted from head to toe little by little like a candle.

And his eyes finally fell on Wang Si who was walking in front of him.

I saw that this quasi-Creation Realm martial artist, who claimed to be the Stone King, opened his mouth first, but he still said no voice.

Then the eyes bulged out, and blood flowed out of the seven orifices, and at first it was still bright red blood, and then it turned into a thick black juice.

Disgusting!

Gradually, Wang Meng's eyes changed from pain, to despair, and finally to endless viciousness.

He looked at Wang Si viciously, as if he had killed himself.

"I will, I'll be back!"

Wang Meng finally showed a strange and strange smile.

The next second~

In a matter of seconds, his body melted and collapsed into a mass of debris.

Eventually vanished.

Leaving a black juice in the air.

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