However, in the next moment, everyone was shocked to see that the master of the first rank of the Heaven Level, the Supreme Elder of the Yuan Tianmen Hall, his body actually made a sound similar to the breaking of rotten wood.

Immediately afterwards, the person who had been sucked too old to be old began to shatter from under his feet, falling off into small sections, and a person who was fine before turned into a pile of bones in an instant.

In everyone's horror, a breeze blew, and these broken bones turned directly into slag and turned into powder and drifted away.

A heaven-level powerhouse who has cultivated for thousands of years has inexplicably dissipated into this world. Except for a pile of clothes on the ground, there was not even powder left.

"You...... You killed my son! I'll kill you! Kill you—"

In the distance, the black-clad leader howled in grief as he vomited blood.

"You were going to kill me, weren't you going to kill me? Don't tell me you meant to be my friend! Even though I'm a three-year-old, I'm not going to be fooled so easily! ”

"Give it to me! Kill him for me! Kill him—"

The black-clothed leader screamed and cried and roared, but the remaining black-clothed killers were completely stunned by Ling Xiaoran and Dudu.

Among their people, there are only two heaven-level beginner-level masters, and the remaining half are earth-level, and half are Xuan-level peaks, so it can be said that in order to hunt Ling Xiaoran, Yuan Tianmen has already taken out a quarter of the strength of the sect.

But even the two heaven-level beginner-level people were instantly killed by the other party, what could these more than 20 earth-level martial artists do?

So everyone can't care so much, and running for your life is the most important thing at this time. They want to tell the gang leader about today's strange things, and they don't want to deal with Ling Xiaoran again. They were deceived!

Looking at the crowd scattered by birds and beasts, Dudu shouted in the enchantment: "Master, don't let them go. ”

As soon as the words fell, those prefecture-level and Xuan-level martial artists who fled from all directions screamed miserably almost at the same time, and then they were bounced back.

"Master, well done. To the enemy, that's how it should be! Dudu praised loudly.

Ling Xiaoran looked at Dudu speechlessly: "Apprentice, do you think that your master and I are really a good old man who shoots himself in the foot?" ”

Dudu glanced at Ling Jiawen, and then the two children nodded at the same time.

Ling Xiaoran was silent......

It's him who is bad!

It was he who was wrong!

It left such an impression on the apprentice and the apprentice's great-grandson.

"Kill!"

"Kill him!"

The killers who had been bounced back by the enchantment shouted and attacked Ling Xiaoran from the air, on the ground, and from the ground at the same time. Since there is no escape, you can only fight hard.

With a wave of his sleeves, Ling Xiaoran threw away several prefecture-level mid-level masters, and then said to Dudu and Ling Jiawen: "The reason why the teacher makes you have such an illusion is because the injuries on your body before have reached the point where you can't use force with people, so you can calm things down for the teacher." But now that the injuries on the teacher's body have been suppressed, he doesn't have to look at people's faces for anything. Do you understand? ”

Dudu and Lingjiawen nodded one after another, and said in unison: "Master (Master) is the most powerful!" ”

Ling Xiaoran nodded, and finally took back a little face in front of the apprentice.

One of the two heaven-level masters has become a dead person, the other is lying on the ground in a half-dead state, and the remaining earth-level and Xuan-level are not enough to see at all, let alone 50 people, even if there are more than a hundred earth-level peak killers, they don't want to kill a heaven-level high-level master.

"Master, don't kill them!"

Seeing that those prefecture-level and Xuan-level masters were beaten by the master one by one like sandbags, Dudu was afraid that these masters would be killed all.

"Apprentice, can you still absorb it?" Ling Xiaoran was shocked.

A child at the level of a martial saint has already sucked a heaven-level master into ashes, and he wants to fight quickly, for fear that this disciple will have indigestion for a while, who knows, he will even have to absorb the internal force of these earth-level and Xuan-level masters.

"Yes, yes, thank you, Master!" Dudu nodded happily.

"You...... Doesn't have indigestion, right? ”

"No, no, Master's worries." Dudu quickly shook his head.

"Say it earlier!" After saying that, a white light suddenly emitted from Ling Xiaoran's body, and this light took him as the center of the circle and spread out in all directions.

A wave of light dissipated, and except for Dudu and Lingjiawen in the enchantment, who were not affected, all the others let out a miserable scream, and then fell to the ground.

Ling Xiaoran came to Dudu and Ling Jiawen and put away the enchantment around them, and Dudu immediately asked, "Master, are they not dead?" ”

"Not dead."

"Okay, then I'll go."

"Brother Xiaoli, wait for me!"

Ling Jiawen hurriedly followed with his little short legs.

Dudu approached the nearest mysticist, glanced at him, then crouched down and put his hand on the other.

Ling Xiaoran was also interested in this unheard-of absorption technique, and also came to Dudu's side to take a closer look at the doorway.

"Don't ...... No...... You let ...... go."

As soon as the Xuan-level martial artist spoke, before he finished speaking, Dudu had already begun to absorb all the internal force of the opponent's body very neatly.

A heaven-level super master, Dudu only took a cup of tea to absorb it, a Xuan-level, that is simply not enough.

Just as the Xuan-level master spoke, the whole person quickly dried up, and when the words fell, the Xuan-level martial artist was already so thin that he could no longer speak, and after that, his hair was fluttering, his face was old, and in half a minute, the Xuan-level martial artist had become a pile of ashes.

"Alright, next."

Dudu stood up, Ling Xiaoran and Ling Jiawen followed him away, and the ashes of the Xuan-level martial artist were directly blown away by the wind.

Ling Xiaoran stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of ashes in the air, looking at the ashes that were not prickly at all, and were softer and more delicate than flour, Ling Xiaoran was shocked in his heart.

"Toot toot, wait." Ling Xiaoran stopped his apprentice.

"Huh?"

When Dudu turned around, Ling Xiaoran's hand had already held his pulse.

Dudu smiled, but Ling Xiaoran was confused.

This bear child, with the strength of a mere martial saint, absorbed the internal force of so many masters who were enough for him to burst him, but he checked his pulse and found that there was not a trace of countercurrent aura in his body.

He wanted to know where Dudu had absorbed the internal power of these masters, but everyone had their own secrets, although this was his apprentice, and there were countless secrets on his apprentice, but he didn't plan to ask.

"It's okay." Ling Xiaoran said a word, and then accompanied Dudu to start a circle around the field.

Dudu turned around and saw that Lingjiawen didn't follow them, and asked, "Xiaowen, what's wrong with you?" Ling Jiawen muttered and said, "Brother Xiaoli, although they are villains, I think this is cruel to them......"