"Shhhh It hurts, Ye Kun, you bastard..."

Crawling out of the sunken pit, Qin Xin's silver teeth clenched, eager to cramp and peel Ye Kun to vent his hatred.

Before, her face was flattened, and she didn't crawl out immediately because of the broken appearance, but now she regained her appearance before she dared to come out of the pit.

Thinking back to that moment, she was trembling with anger, what was wrong with the hit, she actually slapped her face, and when she was beaten, she only felt that her head was going to explode.

The palm of her hand gently caressed her restored face, and when she raised her head, she was stunned again.

What she saw was that Ye Kun chased the shadow trail and fought, and the shadow trail was suppressed in all aspects with a thousand buzhao in one hand, and could only parry away from it, and there was no way to repel Ye Kun.

However, Qin Xin also saw that the shadow did not use all his strength, obviously worried about the complete collapse of this small world.

"What's going on?"

"Could it be that the marrow-eating Gang Gang clan has also caught up with the trace?"

Picking up her slender willow eyebrows, her face was full of doubts, and she decided to look at the situation before making a decision, but she would never forget the hatred of her face being beaten.

......

"Ye Kun, don't be rash, what did Qian Buzhao do to you?!" The shadow trail is a tired heart, although he is not used to seeing Qianbuzhao, but this guy died here like this, and it would be a big trouble to let the martial saint come.

He admired Ye Kun very much, and he didn't want him to fold in the hands of the Martial Saint like this, otherwise it would be a pity.

"He teamed up with the myelin-eating gang to trap the monks, although the life or death of these guys has nothing to do with me, but this guy still wants to kill me, then he will have to bear the price."

In front of the Xuanyang Dojo, the Xuanyang Patriarch was not afraid of death and fought a decisive battle in the forbidden area of life, and then there was the Shizun Dao Shengyi and the master and the two of them entered the Luozun Domain.

There are also those supremes who have guarded Zhongzhou with their lives for millions of years, how can they sacrifice in vain.

For a guy who has no bottom line like Qian Buzhao, Ye Kun will never allow him to live in the world, and the most important thing is that this thing dared to sneak attack him at the beginning.

has no grudges and no grudges, just to help the marrow eater, he will kill him, such a person who wants to kill him, he will never let go.

"Ye Kun listened to my advice, you can't kill him until you have the strength to fight against the Martial Saint, otherwise you will kill yourself."

Shadow frowned, and single-handedly urged the phantom to continue to block Ye Kun's approach, and the battle between the two was still deadlocked.

"Is that him? It's still alive......"

"And a thousand bubuo, and a trace?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Yan Ling raised his head with a question mark on his head, he didn't even know what the trace was doing, he would be chased and beaten by the Great Sage, but what made him feel even more exaggerated was naturally Qian Buzhao who was carried in one hand.

How can you say that he is also a saint, but now he is being held by another saint, and then another saint is suppressed by the great saint, this is simply a once-in-a-lifetime scene.

Yan Ling couldn't sail on the sea before, and all the dog's legs around him were swept away by kelp, so he escaped alone, and he also got a lot of benefits elsewhere in the ancient ruins.

It's just that this meeting now makes him feel like a dream for a while.

With a whoosh, Yan Ling flew over and stood beside the shadow, and Ye Kun's surroundings immediately widened the distance, and facing the two Holy Monarchs at the same time was extremely disadvantageous for him.

Besides, he was deflated at Yan Ling's hand last time, and that guy's moves were too weird.

The shadow saw that it was an acquaintance, and a look of excitement immediately appeared on his bitter cheeks.

"Yan Ling, hurry up and help, don't let him kill Qianbuzhao, but you can't kill him either."

Yan Ling looked at him like a fool and said, "You are sick, you dare to instruct Uncle Ben even if you are a fart, you can do whatever I want." ”

"Huh?!"

"What?!"

"You said that kid is going to kill a thousand or not? You're kidding, right? That kid can't even win against me, you kid, this holy monarch has so much water? ”

Yan Ling, who was still full of arrogance just now, after hearing the words of the shadow, the whole person was dumbfounded, and his eyes bulged out like a goldfish, and he looked at him and the thousand summons in his hand in a daze.

"Well, I don't know the specifics, but if he kills Qianbuzhao, the Hundred Summoning Martial Saints will come, and if we are unlucky, we will also suffer." Shadow looked at Yan Ling on the side solemnly, and told all the stakes.

"Hey, don't tell me that kid did it." Pointing to Qian Buzhao, who had fainted with his finger, Yan Ling looked at him with his neck crossed.

The disciples of the Ten Martial Saints naturally have more or less exchanged ideas, and there is no problem in understanding them in general, and Yan Ling has also studied with Qian Buzhao, and it is absolutely impossible for him to be the kind of person who will be killed by a great sage.

Shadow nodded.

Looking at his appearance, Yan Ling shook his head frantically as if he had seen a ghost, and said, "Fart, that kid can't even catch a punch after I strengthen it." ”

"Fuck off, you man of mantra."

Suddenly, Ye Kun's voice sounded behind Yan Ling like a ghost.

Yan Ling immediately turned around, but at this moment, he only felt that the hairs on his body were rising, and an unprecedented sense of crisis spread outward in the depths of his heart.

"Be careful!"

The trace burst into applause, and he was about to intercept Ye Kun.

At the same time, Yan Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and his mouth subconsciously spoke: "Forbidden." ”

In front of him, a wall seemed to appear invisible to the naked eye, obviously trying to block Ye Kun's attack.

It's a pity that he was too naïve to think about it.

Ye Kun held the Burial Shovel in his hand, and when he looked down, the forbidden break in Yan Ling's mouth was instantly destroyed by the destruction of the ancient era, and the shovel slapped directly and heavily on his face.

The originally handsome face was smashed to pieces, his face was covered with blood, and he fainted on the spot, and his body shot out like a cannonball, smashing heavily on the ground, raising endless dust.

Qin Xin in the distance saw all this in her eyes, and the moment she saw Ye Kun slapping Yan Ling with the Burial Shovel, her body subconsciously trembled, and at the same time felt that her face began to hurt.

"What kind of artifact is that? Isn't it a magic weapon? That's again... Hiss... Impossible..."

gasped, as if he had thought of something terrible, Qin Xin's eyes changed dramatically when he looked at Ye Kun at this time.

"Isn't it?!"

"What the hell is that thing in your kid's hand?!"

Looking at the large amount of dust raised below, Shadow couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and stared at the burial shovel in Ye Kun's hand with his eyes, which could be said to be extremely jealous.

Although he didn't know what it was, it wasn't a joke to be a saint.

Qian Buzhao is like this, and Yan Ling is like this, if this is slapped on his body, I am afraid that the result will be no different from the two of them, and his spirit has been concentrated one hundred percent.

In any case, he would not let Ye Kun kill Qian Buzhao.

"Trace, one last time, I ask you to pay or not?!" Ye Kun's patience had reached its limit, he didn't want to continue to procrastinate, but he didn't want to hurt him with the Burial Shovel either.

Shadow clenched his teeth, his eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were staring at Ye Kun, but his mind was spinning rapidly, how to change the current situation.

"Isn't that a thousand don't summon adults?!"

The dozens of monks flying in the distance stopped, all looking at the situation in front of them in shock.

In their eyes, Qian Buzhao is a more powerful existence than the patriarch, but now he has fainted, what kind of situation is this?

According to the information they had obtained, among the thousands of monks who had entered, Qian Buzhao's strength could be described as a top-notch existence, but the situation in front of them had subverted their expectations.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?"

"Why do you want to carry a thousand to summon the Lord?"

One of the parasitic Vine Demon Garden disciples flew to Shadow's side and looked at him suspiciously.

After all, this is the person who is working with them, and at least they have to rescue it.

Shadow raised his eyebrows, frowned at the disciples of the Vine Demon Garden in front of him, and said, "Isn't there no one in the Vine Demon Garden?" Why are you people from the Vine Demon Garden here? ”

"Don't be nosy, it has nothing to do with you, just hand over Lord Qianbu to me." The disciples of the vine demon garden didn't look at the trace, and all their attention was on Qian Buzhao's body.

Bang!

The shadow was stunned for a moment, and the disciples of the Vine Demon Garden who were parasitized by the myelin-eating mane were also stunned, and Qin Xin, who was standing in the distance and watching all this happen, was also stunned.

None of them thought that Ye Kun would do such a thing.

The Vine Demon Garden disciple who was standing in front of the shadow directly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"Ye Kun, why are you doing this!!" Shadow looked at him angrily, originally he thought Ye Kun was a good guy, but it turned out to be such a murderous person, and he instantly felt that he had misjudged him.

Facing his angry questioning, Ye Kun just looked at him coldly and pointed at the blood mist.

"You see for yourself what it is, and then you feel the breath of those guys, and you'll understand."

Frowning, the shadow turned to look at the blood mist, and when the blood mist dissipated, a strange creature seemed to freeze in the air for an invisible force, and the frantic writhing and struggle were to no avail.

Looking at the disgusting creature, he only felt a chill.

Immediately looked at Ye Kun, his eyes were shocked, his voice trembled slightly, and said, "What the hell is going on?!" He suddenly realized that there was a reason for this that he didn't know, and he was stunned for a moment, he remembered what he said before, he thought it was just casual nonsense, but he never thought it was true.

"The myelin-eating gangguana, extraterritorial creatures, invade Zhongzhou, suck the cerebral marrow and spinal cord of the monk, and can parasitize in the monk's brain, and can manipulate the monk freely."

"Qian Buzhao is to cooperate with these disgusting guys, according to my understanding, there have been hundreds or even thousands of monks who have been eaten by them, presumably there must be a lot of help from Qian Buzhao."

Ye Kun's eyes were extremely cold, and his words were even more emotionless.