"Ahh

The leg bones were cut off, the cultivation was abolished, and the two black shadows that rolled to the ground. Qi Qi let out a heart-rending and heart-wrenching howl, which was extremely sad and miserable.

And their final fate can only be in the torment of life is worse than death, waiting for death.

Putting his sword into the sheath, Mahal stepped forward with an indifferent expression.

"The powerhouse of the human realm," Mehal muttered in a low voice.

The man in black, who had already rolled to the ground, had already revealed his face and physical features. As Kings says, they are not inhumans, but humans.

In the end, Mahal exuded a wisp of breath and suppressed the two of them like a dead dog.

Under the frightened, desperate, and painful gazes of the two. In a calm and clear tone, Mehal said, "I want to know who you are and what you are here for?"

Ordinary questioning, the wind is light, and there is no half-bullying or threatening meaning.

But it was this tone that made the two former Shentai Nine Heavenly powerhouses suddenly feel a chill in their hearts, and they were extremely frightened, and they didn't know why they appeared.

The qi slowly converged, allowing the two of them to have the ability to move and speak.

"My mental memories have been used by our predecessors and cannot be told. In an intermittent frightened tone, the bamboo tube poured beans, "But you can go to the center, our overall Senior Brother Yuan is there, and he knows everything." ”

In the frightened words, there is no half-mixed meaning, it is all true.

McHal nodded, and with a strong perception, he could naturally clearly distinguish the truth of what the two said was true or false.

"Compared with you, the forces to which His Highness Junqing belongs are stronger and weaker. After thinking about it, McHal asked in a different way.

"The forces to which His Highness Junqing belongs are opposed to us, and there is not much difference. One of the young men in black spoke.

But just after he said this, his originally frightened eyes collapsed, and he was upright and not moving, his life was completely lost, and his soul was fundamentally annihilated and obliterated.

Seeing this, the other person finally resigned himself to his fate and let out a long breath.

He took a deep look at this piece of heaven and earth, picked up the sharp blade, plunged straight into his heart, and fell on the spot.

Mahal didn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

If he has not cultivated, he will inherently die, but the way of death is different. Even if Mahal is trying to force him to be questioned, I am afraid that this person will rather die than give in, because his fate is only death.

"Opposing forces? Mahal muttered, retracting his gaze.

With a few sharp sword lights, the two black-clothed men were strangled and exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving blood and disappearing between heaven and earth. There were only two hero-level blades left in place, and there was not even a single ring in time and space.

With a roll in your hand, you can pocket two hero-level blades.

"It's better to meet with His Royal Highness Junqing and the others as soon as possible. Mahal strode out, and with a lotus step, hurried away.

Within a moment of Mehal's disappearance, a silent black shadow stood in the place where everyone had just fought, smelling the blood that had not dispersed for a long time, and the pupils of this black shadow burst out with earth-shattering killing intent.

"Bastard, people who dare to kill us really don't know whether to live or die. The dark shadow said coldly.

With a flip of his left hand, he took out a blood-red piercing blade and threw it into the air.

Immediately, the blade swirled in a circle in the bloody air, and then roared sharply, shuttling in the direction of Mehal's advance.

The black shadow's gaze was cold, and he swept up with extreme speed, and followed closely.

"Stop!"

Behind, a cold voice came faintly, full of murderous aura.

Mahal, who was marching, stopped, looked at the black shadow rushing towards him, his face was also cold, and he couldn't imagine that these people were going to make a move now.

Are you really going to die until you die?

"You dare to kill our people, you really don't know the height of the sky. The person said coldly, with a blood-red hanging blade as a guide.

"Whoever kills, man will always kill him. Mehal said, holding the sword behind his back with his backhand.

At this time, he was full of star killing sword energy, and his spirit was at his peak, and he was not afraid of a battle at all.

When the visitor walked in, he showed a young and handsome face, with high eyebrows and an empty pride.

It's just that when he saw Mahal's face clearly, he immediately exclaimed, "It's you!"

This call came inexplicably, but with great surprise.

"We know each other?" McHal asked rhetorically.

"We don't know each other, but I know your name is Mahal. The young man shook his head, his murderous aura faded a lot, "I once saw your portrait and name from a senior. ”

Another senior?

When Mahal heard this, his brow furrowed even deeper.

Meng Tian of the Great Power Realm had heard him mentioned by the Son of Destiny of the Alien Race. This young man, who is quite extraordinary among the hostile forces with His Royal Highness Jun Qing, has also seen his portrait from a senior.

It's weird, it's absurd, it's incredible.

The two equally unattainable powerhouses, but they all mentioned him Mehal, which was simply staggering and dumbfounded.

He Mahar is not like Zhang Zhuang, he is the reincarnation of the demon god, and he has supreme identity and strength.

"Did this senior mention anything about me?" asked McHal.

"No!" the young man in black shook his head and directly denied it, "That senior, unattainable, unspeakably expensive, it is already an extravagant hope to see his side, and it is really impossible to listen to the words of the senior." ”

"However, even if I see you at the seniors, you must die today!" the young man said in a sonorous voice, his murderous anger boiling.

"Give it to me!"

The young man let out a loud shout, throwing out four ever-growing phantoms from the space-time inner ring.

"Crackling!"

Dense bones clicked in the phantom, becoming larger and taller, and only when it was more than one person tall did it show its true face in the wind and waves.

These are four people, four people with hollow eyes, stiff bodies, and no soul breath.

Similarly, there is no half-drop of Dou Qi fluctuation in the body of these four people, and they can't involve any vitality.

But looking at these four people, Mehal just had goosebumps all over his body, arousing a chill, and a crisis emerged.

"These four people, all of whom were strong in the Golden Core Realm during their lifetimes, were refined into puppets because of provocation. Today, if you also dare to provoke and kill my brother, I will use you to sacrifice the soul of my brother. The young man laughed wildly, murderous, and proud.

The four puppets surrounding Mehal raised their heads in unison, bursting out with a cold and strange light from their eyes, and invariably raised a hero-level blade and locked on Mehal.

The intense crisis was surging and murderous, causing Mehal's pupils to constrict.

"Can't be hard!"

Mehal's thoughts turned, and without hesitation, the green cloud lotus flower under his feet unfolded, turned into a shock, rushed into the distance, and fled without a fight.

Even if you win the death battle with the four puppets, in the end there is no point at all, and it is not worth fighting.

(To be continued.) )