After taking the last moment of the black beads, the Huangquan Immortal stood up, and the evil aura in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. Then he walked over and grabbed a man by his hand.

This person is Ji Hongye's henchman and the elder of Huangquan.

The cultivation of the seventh order of the second realm is one of the few powerhouses in Huangquan except for the Holy Lord Ji Hongye.

"You weed-like lives, how can you make up for my loss?"

After the hoarse voice, I saw the Huangquan Immortal open his mouth. This body was originally just a puppet, and when he opened his mouth, what he saw inside was not a mechanical structure, but a dark passage like a whirlpool.

A strange suction power came out of his mouth, and the Huang Quan Elder who was caught quickly struggled.

But soon, her struggling momentum waned.

As if it had been dried by the air, the body withered at a rate visible to the naked eye, until finally it completely withered and lost its vitality.

After pumping the vitality of the Huangquan Immortal, he exerted his five fingers, only to hear the sound of 'Peng', and the corpse of the dead elder was crushed into two by him like a rotten dead wood.

“？！”

Everyone who watched this scene was frightened, and the two closest people subconsciously wanted to get up and resist. It's just their strength, how can they be the opponent of the Huangquan Immortals.

was suppressed and grabbed two people again, one on the left and one on the left.

The mouth opened, and the strange suction came out again, and the two Huangquan high-level executives who were caught suddenly lost their vitality. Like harvesting weeds, there is no chance of resistance!

"Fight with him!"

Ji Hongye reversed the strength in her body and stood up strongly.

Several people next to him also wanted to stand up, but as soon as they moved, they felt a stronger force pressing down.

"Get on your knees."

Sensing the movement here, the Huangquan Immortal just squinted his eyes, and then spit out two words. The invisible force field rippled, and in just a moment, Ji Hongye and the others, who had just struggled to stand up, were pressed back again, and several people who couldn't bear the backlash spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

This scene made everyone present desperate.

Their desperate strength can't withstand the two words of others. can only watch the other party harvest the lives of their sisters.

"Weeds, we must have the consciousness of weeds."

After killing the two again, the Huangquan Immortal grabbed the new target step by step.

Just as he was about to catch someone, the air suddenly became sticky.

In everyone's stunned gaze, a translucent big hand appeared in the main hall, and then before everyone could react, the transparent big hand pinched Huang Quan's immortal head, and turned it 720 degrees like a can, and then pinched it.

Peng!

The head of the Huangquan Immortal exploded on the spot, and countless fragments of parts flew everywhere.

The body that lost its head fell to the ground, and the breath that suppressed Ji Hongye and the others also disappeared.

"It's Wu Sheng!"

The relatively young Huangquan disciple in the hall shouted excitedly.

This feeling of escaping death is enough for them to remember for a lifetime.

A layer of ripples, the power of substance crushed down from above, and the puppet crows that kept flying out were all pressed back to the ground, and countless discarded parts were shattered everywhere. After dealing with the minions, Wu Chong took Fu Qian's injuries and a few people to fall from the sky.

"Are you alright?"

Fu Qiansheng walked over to help Ji Hongye and began to use exercises to help her heal.

Wu Chong's gaze fell on the shattered crack, this crack that kept pouring out puppet crows, and the same energy fluctuations as Daqi came from it. If nothing else, there should be a passage to another world behind this.

Finally, when he saw the Huangquan immortal, a hint of discoloration flashed in Wu Chong's eyes.

It seems that this old man made all this.

Wu Chong remembered that he only learned the puppet technique after seeing this old man, but it was a pity that the puppet technique did not change much after adding more than 100 levels, let alone comparable to human skin demon magic. At the time, I only thought it was an example, but now it seems that it is clearly the core of Huangquan's side that has not learned the puppet technique.

The real thing should be in this old thing, or in other words, the world behind him.

"I'll just say how these weeds destroy the plan of this seat, it turns out that there are outsiders."

The headless corpse of the undead man in Huangquan moved twice, and the body of the broken parts was assembled back little by little, but in the blink of an eye, the head that was pinched and exploded by Wu Chong just now was reassembled again.

Just like back then, the immortality of this old thing still exists.

"Celestial manpower?"

Wu Chong's eyebrows raised, but he didn't expect that he was really a master. For the twenty-eight states with the first order of the Three Realms, the heavenly beings are like gods and Buddhas, and one person can slaughter the entire world. It's no wonder that Ji Hongye and they have no power to resist, I don't know how many realms are missing in between.

"Tell me, who told you to sabotage my plan?"

Moving his body, Huangquan Immortal said solemnly. In my mind, I began to constantly recall several of my rivals, guessing who the other party sent out the chess pieces.

He estimated the strength of Wu Chong to smash him just now, and he was about to reach the Yuan Shen Realm.

Since you haven't reached the heavens, you don't have to worry.

Can't turn the sky upside down!

It's a pity that he didn't see that the power to crush his head was not Wu Chong's own hand, but an eagle claw condensed with his divine sense from a distance that he didn't know how far.

"Forget it, remove your head, I'll see for myself."

The old man stretched out his hand to himself.

The mechanical structure on the palm of the hand twisted strangely, and a palm-sized wooden box rose from the palm of the hand.

The small black beads he had collected earlier were put into this small box.

"Can die in ......"

Peng!

！

Before he could finish his sentence, a hand appeared in his face, and the force of the rage stole him out again. The head twisted irregularly and struggled in the air twice, but it still exploded into a pile of parts.

On the opposite side of Wu Chong, I don't know when a violent phantom appeared on his body.

Before, because of the appearance of the 'immortal' who maintained the image, he couldn't hold back at all, his body swelled to about three meters like an inflatable ball, and the 'martial seal' and 'law seal' in his body were running at the same time, and he didn't bother to listen to half a sentence of nonsense with the domineering power, and he was a rough twitch when he got started.

It's not enough to draw it.

The figure followed closely, and the big foot stepped on the opponent's headless chest at once, and the torso twisted to the limit under the strong pressure, and then exploded.

After picking up the box, a black fire ignited under the operation of the real yuan.

It was burned to ashes in one fell swoop.

After doing all this, Wu Chong walked over and picked up the unbroken half of the other party's head, dragged his hair and picked it up, walked to the door, and stepped on it.

Peng!

This 'Huangquan Immortal', who didn't know what ambitions he had, was completely silent.

"Chirp crooked! That's a lot of nonsense. ”