Mao Sheng smiled as if he had escaped the catastrophe, although he was able to survive the catastrophe in the end, and seemed to be able to subdue the Night Immortal with ease. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but the thrill in it, only he knows.

The other party's speed is much higher than him, and he has a strong strength, which he can't shake. If it weren't for the speed of his short distance and the use of his skill to dodge, I'm afraid that as long as that punch, he would have died thoroughly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but then he felt his vision begin to blur and fall to one side, whirling around.

On the contrary, it was just his visual sense, and his body did not feel like this, which was strange.

Until the end of his eyes were dark and his consciousness was depressed, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Standing there calmly, Ye Shen glanced at Mao Sheng, who fell not far in front of him, and shook his head helplessly.

"Is this the so-called strongest cult, the most top-notch combat power? It's too weak, and it's not as powerful as Xiaohu. That is, the old man has no ambition, otherwise where would these human beings be opponents. ”

Then he glanced at Mao Sheng, who was already unconscious, and did not choose to make a move.

"For the sake of you not killing me, I will spare your life. However, without a period of recuperation, you don't want to move, this is your reward. ”

To deal with Mao Sheng, Night Immortal didn't even make a move, but just used a hypnotism on him.

Illusions, he too, though not deeply. But because of his strong spiritual power, it is also very domineering to show it, except for the strong-willed, even the illusion master can be uncontrollable.

At least, his level of illusion can't confuse the dream wolf.

Solved Mao Sheng, Night Immortal was not happy because of this.

He's just a small character, at least for him.

In his long life, such a person is just a passerby, and there is no value for him to care about.

Turning around, Nightshade stared straight ahead, not speaking.

After a few moments, a figure slowly emerged.

"Hahaha! I thought I was well hidden, but I didn't expect you to find out, this perception is really the strongest I've ever seen. ”

It was a middle-aged man, in his thirties, of medium height, with a knife-cut face and a sparse beard on his chin. The smile is very sunny, very handsome, and looks like a warm male uncle.

It was Wuboyi.

The night did not speak, just looked directly at him, there was no hostility, but there was no kindness, the whole person seemed to be there in a daze.

Wu Boyi smiled awkwardly, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"I said, can you not look at me like this, it's really embarrassing~"

Nightshade didn't answer, still staring at him with the same expression. Although he didn't speak, and he didn't have any momentum, he was uncomfortable all over, like sitting on pins and needles.

Suddenly, the momentum on the body of the Night Immortal slowly unleashed, and a heavy coercion made the oppressive person breathless.

The coercion became stronger and stronger, and Wu Boyi on the opposite side also insisted very hard, and the expression on his face slowly became heavy.

His body slowly squatted down, forming a horse step.

The ground under his feet collapsed, and the top of his feet was almost completely submerged.

Ubo Yi struggled to hold on, and it felt like a mountain was pressing down on top of his head, trying to crush him completely.

Although I knew that this was my delusion, I couldn't help but feel that way. The feeling of being overwhelmed by Mount Tai is so strong that people can't stand it.

It's a hierarchical, or soul-pressing.

Although he is strong, he is only a mortal. And although the Night Immortal is only the most inferior human immortal, he has truly transcended the mortal body and become one of the high-ranking immortals.

What's more, the Night Immortal inherited the killing of the prince in his previous life to enter the Dao, and the killing machine was awe-inspiring, which made people shudder.

With this kind of momentum oppressive, Wu Boyi can't even stand.

"Stop!"

At this time, a broken drink came, and Wu Boyi suddenly felt that the pressure on his body was light. Without the restraint of pressure, I suddenly felt collapsed and couldn't help but sit on the ground.

And where he stood before, two shallow footprints were very conspicuous.

Panting heavily, Wu Boyi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his figure flashed, and he hurriedly returned to Wang Sijin's back.

He is more than 1.8 meters tall, relatively strong, but has no muscles, and has a beer belly. He has dark skin, a small head, and an untreated sparse beard around his mouth.

If you wear it, there is no Miao costume, and it is not very gorgeous. It's very simple home clothes. Short sleeves, large pants, and a pair of flip-flops underfoot.

The whole person is an uncle next door, the appearance of a big man.

Standing there has no momentum, just like ordinary people, who would have thought that such a person would be murderous. The largest cult in China, the leader of the Black Witch Cult.

If you put him on the street, in the field, or in Xiaozha Hutong, and give him a bowl of noodles and two cloves of garlic, there is no sense of disobedience at all.

There is no intention to judge people by their appearance, and Ye Ying solemnly glanced at Wang Sijin.

"Wang Sijin."

These three words, word by word, but they are not the kind of gritted teeth with hatred, but very bland, confirming the attitude of a thing.

Wang Sijin smiled and lit a cigarette.

"Thanks to the Night Sky Master, you still recognize me, an old fellow, I don't know how good the black dragon has been lately."

The Black Dragon is a name given to the River Styx by the outside world, named after his image. If you talk to an ordinary Mr. Yin and Yang about the River Styx, he may not know, but if you want to talk about the Black Dragon, you must know nine and a half out of ten.

His name is like thunder, looking at the whole of China, there is no monster stronger than him.

Even in the world, there are few people who can match him.

And in this world, there are only a few people who can enter the eye of the River Styx. Night Styx didn't expect that this Wang Sijin seemed to be very familiar with the River Styx.

"Do you know my old man?"

Nightshade asked with a slight frown.

Wang Sijin smiled, "It's not familiar, but it's a one-sided relationship." The black dragon is worthy of being the strongest demon, and that oppressive force makes me tremble. ”

Night Immortal didn't say more, after all, in his heart, this was the enemy who forced Qiao An to death, and he would always have only one attitude towards the enemy.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the momentum was released, and the night was unreserved, and the strong momentum instantly made Wu Boyi lie on the ground with almost no obstacles.

His heart was bitter and wanted to shout: "Why is it always me who is hurt?!" (To be continued.) )