"Want to die?"

In the face of the furious big hand energy, he still didn't dodge or dodge, just pointed out with a finger, and there was nothing wonderful about his fingertips, and he couldn't even feel the fluctuation of spiritual power.

However, Yang Qidao didn't think so, he found that something was wrong, and this taboo in front of him actually had to exchange injuries for injuries.

Moreover, his fingers were clearly pointing at his extreme eyebrows.

You can't see the depth.

If you want to use your body to resist his extreme power, in exchange for just a click on your head, no one will believe it.

There are quirks.

Yang Qi Dao trusted his own judgment, and hurriedly changed his hand, turning the attack into defense and resisting the forbidden fingers.

However, at the moment of this turn, Wang Sheng's fingers did not move, and his other hand had already pierced the latter's eyebrows.

"Boom!"

The violent spiritual power destroyed the countless secret realms, viscera, and bones in his body.

Especially this spiritual power is also mixed with a trace of divine consciousness, which is very small, but it completely destroys the soul of Yang Qi Dao.

A strong person of this level is extremely difficult to die, and can even be reborn with a drop of blood from his body, so it is most appropriate to destroy his soul.

Although, it is very desperate to do so, so that the enemy will not even give them the opportunity to reincarnate.

With a flick of his arm, he flung Yang Qi Dao's undead body towards the clearing outside the Bauhinia Region of Earth, where his loot was gathered.

The open space outside the Bauhinia Region was already full of people at this time, staring at the sky.

They had no means to see the battle in space, and under the pressure of the spiritual shielding and the powerhouses of the Yang Yi Clan, all the monitoring methods of the Earth Alliance were destroyed.

The only news that the Devil can know about the situation of the battle is to look at the sky here to see if any loot has fallen.

"Eh, it's coming!"

Suddenly, a monk pointed to the sky with sharp eyes, and there was a soulless body.

"Smack, let's smack."

Yang Qidao's body fell, first smashed on the ground, bounced up, and then completely fell.

"Hmm~ It seems that the battle situation is gratifying."

"Although I don't know how the fight went, the Martial Saint must have shown great might."

People's hearts were relaxed, and the martial saints abused aliens like slaughtering dogs, which was not too easy.

"Wait, I think there are still things falling, according to the character of our martial saints, I'm afraid the other party won't be able to run away this time."

Someone said this, and then there was a chord.

"These days, being an alien is unlucky enough, it's not good to meet anyone, you have to meet our martial saints, there is no return."

"It's not easy to do anything," someone sighed, and then hurriedly raised his tone: "The emotion is over, everyone continue to look at the sky." ”

"Old Five!"

In the space, there were angry shouts from the main hall, and all the elders trembled with anger.

The fifth child died like this?

An ethnic group, everyone is surnamed Yang, how can it be said that they are also related by blood, and now the five elders say that it is gone?

They couldn't believe it, and then, they all looked at Yang Jiuyue.

"Patriarch, you have to be the master of the five elders!"

"Patriarch, this taboo is too powerful, we were not wrong just now, he must have used spiritual power, and our barrier doesn't seem to have any effect on him."

Yang Jiuyue opened his eyes, and then stood up from the ground, his face was iron-blue, and it could even be said that it was blue-black.

Even if it is the Yangyi clan, it is still in the process of development, and the extreme strong ones are one less dead.

Moreover, everyone present was the pinnacle of the Extreme Dao, and they could step into the Half-Saint Realm anytime and anywhere, bringing great security to the Yangyi Clan.

But now, two people have died one after another.

"Go, Holy Arrival."

Yang Jiuyue turned his head and looked at one of the True Transmission disciples.

The man had a pair of extremely masculine big thick eyebrows, a burly body, and extremely masculine.

However, this is not the main thing, the most important thing is his crotch, a calf length and a giant object as thick as a child's arm appears and disappears from time to time.

"Yes, father."

Yang Shenglin knew what was going on without asking, he got up directly and strolled towards the taboo.

"Yo, let's have a wheel war?"

Wang Sheng stood above the earth, but his small figure was even more majestic than Mount Tai.

He's in a good mood because of Carl's attitude, so he's happy to play with them.

The entire Yangyi clan has seen clearly with their divine sense too early, except for the men in the hall, no one is their enemy.

Yang Shenglin walked in front of him step by step: "Taboo, are you ready for the consciousness of death?" ”

"I didn't hear you clearly."

Wang Sheng plucked out his ears, and he didn't know why he remembered the scene when he first entered the Magic Academy of the Life Continent.

That day, he saw the old man in the school making a troublemaker, and he was refreshed with both body and mind.

The cold and arrogant Yang Shenglin in front of him just gave him this idea.

Yang Shenglin saw that Wang Sheng didn't enter the oil and salt, and he didn't get angry, but his heart moved, and his fingers instantly hooked up the mysterious scene and swiped at him.

With this stroke, the color on Wang Sheng's face changed.

There was a blood mark on his neck silently, and then the blood mark grew bigger and bigger, and spread more and more.

"Smack."

His head fell directly to the ground.

"Take the blame."

Yang Shenglin said disdainfully, his face was a little pale, and he had consumed too much just now.

All the elders in the main hall gasped when they saw it.

"Holy Son's move is too powerful, it should have touched the level of Tianzun, right?"

"The Holy Son has amazing potential, and his talent is unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and in time, he will definitely be the strongest person in my Yangyi clan to suppress the clan's fortune."

"Whether our clan can appear Tianzun in the future depends on the Holy Son, if you comprehend Tianzun skills at such a young age, it is inevitable that you will achieve Tianzun in the future."

They praised and chattered like this, and at the same time there was a hint of longing.

"Hmph."

The Holy Son turned around, no longer looked at Wang Sheng's corpse, and slowly left.

Below the holy level, no one can survive his move.

"Yo, let's go, don't go."

But suddenly, a human voice came from behind, making Yang Shenglin's footsteps tremble.

He turned around suddenly, and saw Wang Sheng's body bent over, and his head, which was still speaking against common sense, was tied to his neck.

Observing the fracture, the granulation spread rapidly, leaving not even a single scar.

"This little brother, don't go, come back, I'll take you to see your uncle's big baby."

Wang Sheng smiled and touched the Qiankun ring in his hand.

Yang Shenglin's face was not good, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to retreat and run away, he was full of disbelief and said: "How is it possible, I can still survive with one move Shuoyuan Knife, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

"Is it a human or a ghost?"

Wang Sheng couldn't help laughing: "Haha, hahaha." ”

He smiled so much that he bent over his stomach, tears came out, and he looked at the people in the Starry Sky Giant Hall: "This is your Holy Son?" Master, I don't know if I'm dead or alive, I can't see it. ”

He wiped his face with his index finger: "Is he a fool?" ”

(End of chapter)