Exhausting the strength of the entire Qiu family to deal with the three people in front of them will inevitably give people the feeling of being bullied.

But at this time, Qiu Yueming couldn't care so much.

As long as Song Ziyang is killed, and then the space treasure is brought back, it is enough.

Nothing else, it doesn't matter.

Especially Zhang Haoxiang is still watching from the sidelines.

He clearly knew that even if he made a full attack and fought against this Chu with one sword, even if he could kill the other party, he would definitely be injured, so he gave Zhang Haoxiang a chance.

Nine times out of ten, this old immortal will attack him!

As long as he kills himself, who can be his opponent among the remaining Qiu family?

I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to escape.

In this way, all the treasures fell into his pocket.

It can be said that a million profits!

He had to guard against it!

Right now, as long as the people of the Qiu family entangle Chu Yidao, he will definitely be able to kill him without much effort.

As for Song Ziyang, a small mountain-moving monk, he is not in his eyes.

And that Li Shaobai, if he has to make a move, then he can't say that he has to be punished.

Of course, you can't kill if you kill.

Kill this little guy and you'll be in endless trouble.

But if you break an arm and a leg, the person surnamed Li will not fight with him.

His wishful thinking played well.

The calculation is clear.

If nothing happens, maybe he will succeed.

Song Ziyang's strength, although he was far underestimated.

But they were not strong enough to kill this group of monks who moved mountains to the pinnacle.

Plus Qiu Yueming himself.

Song Ziyang's face changed when he heard his words.

He instantly predicted the comparison of the strength of the two sides, and he couldn't beat it when he fought normally!

Desperately fighting, he and Chu Yidao will both perish, and if you are lucky, you can drag Qiu Yueming to the end together.

But if you want to survive, it will be difficult!

What's more, there is also Zhang Haoxiang on the side.

This guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.

Treacherous!

Just waiting for the fisherman's profit.

However, Song Ziyang also understands that this is also his own opportunity.

Otherwise, if they have no selfish intentions, unanimously act with the outside world, and make joint moves, I am afraid that they will not have a chance at all.

Chu Yidao will be involved in an instant, and then it will be able to support a stick of incense for a maximum of time.

What can you do in the time of a stick of incense?

Nothing can be done.

Of course, it's not much better at the moment, it's just a matter of delaying for some time.

Perhaps, you can use the law phase!

Here, I also got a double-edged sword-like existence, and if it really reached the brink of despair, then it would only be a desperate fight!

Except for the Fa Xiang, there is nothing else that can be struck.

When I thought of the Nine Heavens Divine Gang Pure Thunder Bottle, I felt a little pity.

If it is filled with thunder, under one blow, the color of the heavens and the earth will change, and this guy can be killed in seconds, where is there so much nonsense?

Why is it in this situation?

Chu Yidao was still not afraid, his eyes were surging with battle intent, and the sword in his hand was frantically swallowing, exuding a chilling killing intent.

What is the fear of death?

As a warrior, dying in battle is the best destination!

Only Li Shaobai, his expression was gloomy, wheezing violently, but he was helpless.

As a junior of the Li family, it would be a fantasy to want the other party to give him face in such a big matter.

Even, he doesn't even have the ability to threaten the other party with death.

Qiu Yueming and Zhang Haoxiang would not bother with him at all.

At this moment, he really felt the importance of strength.

He sadly found that if his father was here, or his brother was here, the other party would not dare to be so unscrupulous.

It's a pity that it's yourself.

The cities and forbearance that I once thought were just jokes in the face of real strength.

He was furious, his eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, and he was about to make a move to help Chu Yidao and Song Ziyang, fighting to the death.

"My life was saved by two people, and I was saved more than once, so now I will return it to them!"

"Old ghost Qiu, if you have the ability, you will kill me, my father, my brother, will give me revenge, and will leave your Qiu family, the piece of armor that you killed!"

He screamed in his heart, and rushed forward.

Everyone in the Qiu family, at this moment, no one flinched at all, and they all moved forward, intending to make a move and kill the three of them.

On the contrary, the people of the Zhou family actually withdrew back in unison for a few zhang, giving them enough space to flow out.

But their position, faintly encircling, held several exits from the palace.

Their minds can be seen through by a discerning person at a glance.

But this is a conspiracy, and no one can stop it.

It can't be stopped either.

Rumble!!!

But just when the saber was tense and on the verge of exploding, an earth-shattering voice sounded.

Subsequently, the gate of the palace where Song Ziyang and the three of them came out exploded directly, turning into powder and dissipating.

A human being who was three feet tall suddenly appeared in front of the door.

The two people from the Zhang family who had just walked there to guard didn't even have time to snort, and their bodies were directly torn apart.

That power is huge to the extreme.

The surging demonic flame aura was like a wave, instantly sweeping every inch of this palace.

Suddenly, Qiu Yueming and Zhang Haoxiang, as well as all their family members, were stunned.

These three-foot beings can hardly be called human beings.

The limbs were thick, and the blood veins were knotted together, protruding to form a terrifying pimple, and they were still wriggling, as if they were pregnant with something terrible.

His hair was seven or eight feet long, dragging on the ground, and each hair was like a living python, twisting and rolling, intertwined, terrifying.

And his face looks a little familiar, and he can vaguely distinguish that it is still the appearance of Zhou Zhengyang.

It's just that I don't know why, but in a blink of an eye, it became like this.

In his hands, he also held a large number of severed limbs.

Song Ziyang could see at a glance that this was something from the inner coffin wrapped in the coffin, left by the ancient monsters.

"Crunch ......"

The three-foot-tall giant man stuffed the severed limb into his mouth, biting and squeaking.

The rich demonic power emanated from his mouth, making everyone feel that their hearts were extremely heavy, and they almost couldn't suppress it, and they wanted to bow to the ground and kneel.

"Zhou ...... Zhou Zhengyang!"

Qiu Yueming gasped and screamed.

"Demon God Possessed!"

Zhang Haoxiang's eyes tightened, and he held back for a long time before he spit out these four words.

Then, they looked at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Especially Qiu Yueming, the character of the town, was about to be rushed to the extreme, and suddenly such a change occurred, his heart trembled, and he almost disintegrated and exploded.

The momentum dissipated.

He was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

At this time, they still didn't know where Li Shaobai said before.

This kid isn't fooling them!