Pang Qing sat paralyzed beside the big pit, looking at the corpse of the Xuan Snake that was already dead, and exhaled a few turbid breaths.

The Jiang Realm martial artist really didn't cover it, and his fist was still hurting at this time!

Being able to cut off the Xuan Snake, Pang Qing felt that to a large extent, it was lucky.

Because if it weren't for his overconfidence and using all his spiritual energy to turn into a black Jiao, the cyan light shield wrapped around him would not have been blasted through in just a few punches.

Of course, this was just his guess.

A Primordial Divine Sect envoy in the River Realm is so difficult to kill, so isn't it even more difficult to kill other envoys or Venerables, Venerable and above?

Thinking of this, Pang Qing couldn't help but sigh, the Primordial God Sect was worthy of being a moth in Great Xia, and it was an existence that could compete with Great Xia.

Feeling the physical strengthening, Pang Qing was also secretly speechless, he didn't expect that devouring an SS-level insect man could bring him such a big change, although the realm had improved a little, but the physical transformation still made him ecstatic.

Gradually, his gaze fell on the snake's sunken chest.

Glaring, a palm-sized bronze disc quietly protected his chest.

Pang Qing stretched out his hand to pick it up and looked at it carefully, the cyan light mask wrapped around the Xuan Snake before should be the role of this gadget, right?

But no matter how Pang Qing looked at it, the bronze disc in his hand looked so ordinary.

But when Pang Qing tried to inject spiritual energy into it, the seemingly ordinary disc actually bloomed with a long green glow.

Pang Qing suddenly realized that the operation was so simple.

When he injected spiritual energy, Pang Qing knew that his ability to break through the blue light shield was probably caused by the excessive consumption of the Xuan Snake's spiritual energy.

After receiving the things, Pang Qing got up and stepped to the unconscious fat man, and after shaking him a few times, he didn't wake up, but Pang Qing had no choice but to carry him behind him.

Looking up, I looked at the still dark sky.

Pang Qing staggered towards Shi Qianchou.

At this time, Shi Qianchou was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands kept sealing, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but his eyes were still closed.

What was amazing was that as Shi Qianchou's movements continued, the World Tree was also visibly shrinking and becoming smaller.

On the way to get smaller, the mysterious wooden plaque and the cyan stone thrown by the snake actually flashed together, and the rhythm of the two was surprisingly consistent, like the bright light of fireflies, dimming and brightening.

The face of Fengchun on the World Tree was slowly retreating into the tree pole, and at this time, it seemed to be addicted, completely lost the madness just now.

A large number of flowers and plants in the shade of the trees quickly withered and turned yellow.

Pang Qing didn't dare to enter, not even get closer, because he knew that under the seemingly colorful flowers was a danger that could kill people.

He saw the scene that wrapped around the middle-aged man in the white suit.

It all seems to be coming back for the better.

The corners of Pang Qing's mouth under the mask smiled unfreely.

But he suddenly stopped, and his eyes looked around, even overlooking.

"Why is it so quiet?"

When the words fell, he was startled, and his eyes were dead looking out of the town!

Why is the sound of the fight that was still there just now suddenly gone?

Is it the end? Still is.....?

But suddenly, a black dot gradually narrowed in his pupils.

"So, that's? ......”

Pang Qing's scalp instantly tingled, and he gasped in horror.

A sense of fear from the depths of my soul permeated my heart.

In an instant, he blurted out, "Why is he?" ”

Yes, it was the white-robed Venerable of the Primordial God Sect who was approaching in a hurry.

The white-robed Venerable in the sky still had a gentle smile on his face, and in a few steps, he entered the town, and even burst out in full terms the momentum of his Mount Tai at the moment of entering the town.

Rumble!!

The terrifying aura filled the entire Konka town in less than a few seconds.

All the people in the town were forced to fall to their knees in an instant, and some of them gritted their teeth and insisted, and a dull roar of rage came out of their throats.

They are unwilling! I don't want to kneel down such a brute, such a crooked cult.

However, with absolute strength, this kind of thing is not something they can resist if they want to.

The momentum like a hill is getting stronger and stronger, and everyone seems to be carrying hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of weights on their shoulders.

Some ordinary people are okay but can't move when they kneel, but some martial artists are more miserable.

Many of them were lying on their knees, their bodies couldn't even move a finger, and the more powerful martial artists were directly trapped in the ground.

Yu Wei, Wu Zhan is like this, and it is the two of them who are unwilling to roar.

It was obvious that this was done deliberately by the White Robe Venerable.

At this time, he watched all this with interest in the air, but when he saw a person walking with a person on his back but still walking firmly, he was surprised for a moment.

Beads of sweat as big as soybeans kept sliding down Pang Qing's cheeks, and the overwhelming pressure of Mount Tai made it difficult for him to move an inch.

At this time, what he was carrying behind him was not a fat man, but more like a mountain.

Click!

The deep footsteps on the ground explain the difficulties of his progress at this time.

However, he had to rush to Shi Qianchou's side, because he was afraid that the Venerable of the Primordial God Sect would kill him when he saw Shi Qianchou turning the World Tree back into a wind and spring.

Looking up at Shi Qianchou, whose body was trembling violently at this time, Pang Qing gritted his teeth and pulled out his right foot, and stepped out again.

However, the pressure of being in the mud made his bones rattle all over his body, and with every step, his body was like a newborn child learning to walk, and he could fall down at any time.

"Huh? Want to restore the World Tree to its original state? ”

The gentle voice that suddenly sounded in the sky made Pang Qing sigh in his heart, and said secretly: "Oh no!" ”

Pang Qing's eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't care about the fat man behind him.

In an instant, he put down the fat man, used his golden body, rage and other skills to rush to Shi Qianchou's side to protect him.

But when he was still one meter away from Shi Qianchou, the white-robed Venerable in the sky stared, and ten times the coercion of ordinary people poured on Pang Qing's body.

Boom!

The weight of nearly 100,000 catties completely covered Pang Qing on the ground.

"Ahh

I couldn't help but scream.

At this moment, Pang Qing could clearly feel that his internal organs had suddenly turned into a ball, a large amount of blood flowed out of his five orifices and quickly stained the ground, his breathing gradually became difficult, and the air in his lungs was decreasing little by little.

The bones in the body felt as if they had been crushed from head to toe one after another.

The pain was heartbreaking, and he wanted to die as soon as possible.

Inhuman torture.

Because it was on the ground, the mask on the face was slowly crumbling little by little.

This is coercion against Pang Qing.

Feeling that Pang Qing still had breath, the white-robed Venerable in the sky was slightly surprised.

"This kid's body is very tenacious, huh? So you didn't die? After an interval of half a second, he said to himself, "Wait, get it back!" Let people put aside the research. ”

Then he ignored Pang Qing anymore, and after withdrawing the coercion he was pressing, he set his eyes on Shi Qianchou, whose face was pale.

"Tsk! Sure enough, he was Li Jieyuan's beloved apprentice, and even taught him this mysterious and ancient martial art! ”

There was a pause, "Or!" Killed? ”

The killing intent in the eyes of the white-robed Venerable was churning, but the next moment, he returned to calm.

"Why don't you take him with you? Used to train the Dead Warriors of the Cult? ”

"Forget it!"

The killing intent surged again, and with a wave of one hand, a yellow crescent sword slashed towards Shi Qianchou.