The remaining officials glanced back, and saw that a brother beside them had died again, and the two white-eyed officials had already rushed towards them, and the panic in their hearts had reached the limit, and there might be some way to survive when they rushed out, and it was only a dead end to go back to fight. It doesn't seem to have been much traumatized.

But seeing that Jin Batian's head suddenly let out a roar, a mouth squirted out a cloud of black and yellow viscous liquid, and sprayed towards several officials in front of him, those officers and soldiers couldn't dodge, and they were sprayed on their bodies by this mass of liquid, this mass of viscous liquid sprayed from Jin Batian's mouth, has extremely strong corrosiveness, as soon as it touched the bodies of those officials, it immediately made a kind of "squeak-la-la" sound of cold water poured on the molten iron.

The officials screamed in pain at the moment, threw away the weapons in their hands, covered their faces and rolled on the ground, the flesh and skin on their faces were smoking, a blur of flesh and blood, and one of the officials was just contaminated with the liquid that spewed out of Jin Batian's mouth on his arm, but the pain was unbearable, he stiffened the cone and bone burns, picked up a knife from the ground, and ran out directly from his side while Jin Batian's head did not react.

The head of Jin Batian, who was floating in mid-air, reacted, the intestines under the head squirmed for a while, and suddenly threw out, just wrapped around the feet and necks of the official, the official was extremely frightened, perhaps frightened to the extreme, and the potential in his body was stimulated, he shouted wildly, turned over and got up, and didn't care about the slippery and greasy intestines wrapped around his ankles, and ran forward like crazy, and pulled the head of Jin Batian directly out of the broken temple.

Jin Batian's head floated in mid-air, screaming for the intestines to tighten, and pulled the official to a stumble, at this time, the official was scared of tears and snot, didn't even look at it, the machete in his hand was indiscriminately chopped to the intestines, a few knives down in the blink of an eye, suddenly felt a loose leg, the official turned over and got up again, and ran wildly towards the release of Kaihua City, crying while running crazy, and screaming in his mouth, he was already scared and lost his mind, and the team of more than a dozen people came out fully armed, and it didn't take an hour to work, He was the only one left, and those who died died more and more miserably than the other, and no one could bear it if he was a normal person.

At the same time, the two white-eyed officials in the ruined temple had already chased after the officials who were screaming and rolling on the ground, and picked up the machete in their hands and slashed wildly for a while.

Qingxu Dao Chang's already scarred body was hit by a lot of iron sand, and there were a lot of blood marks, and the iron sand was embedded into the flesh, and the painful Qingxu Dao Chang grinned, and at this moment, Weng Chai had been lying on the ground since he was pushed by Qingxu Dao Chang and didn't get up, just gasping for breath.

Getting up, Qingxu Daoist walked to Weng Chai and looked down, but seeing that Weng Chai was covered with sweat and his lips were white, he helped Weng Chai up, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Weng Chai ...... Will you be able to hold on? I see your face is already ugly. ”