Wuxian was stopped by Zhang Yi, and he felt very uncomfortable, but he also put away the soldier spirit in his hand.

Wang Sifei and Chu Tian saw that Zhang Yi and Wuxian really gave the old man to the two of them, and glanced at Zhang Yi in some surprise, such a situation was also beyond their expectations.

Since they gave the old man to the two of them, Wang Sifei and Chu Tian were happy to seize this low-hanging contribution point, and they didn't say anything, the two of them held the soldier spirit and killed the seriously injured old man.

"That's 200,000 contribution points, how can you give it to others? Are you afraid of your cousin Wang Hao? Then let me tell you, I'm not afraid of innocence, I'm really going to make me (bī) anxious, I'll use magic to kill him! Don't forget, you still owe me 25 million!" Wuxian was very angry at the moment, and the murderous intent on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"One more thing, it's better to have one less thing, contribution points are slowly earning, you have to know that we are different from them!" Zhang Yi comforted.

"Then tell me, in the past three years, how many contribution points have we earned? We have received thousands of tasks, but we have never completed a single one, if it weren't for you and me, I'm afraid that we would have been penniless for a long time, even so, you and I would have contributed a hundred thousand points combined?" Wuxie's face softened slightly.

"Although there are thousands of tasks, they are only primary tasks, and besides, what is the purpose of our task?

Listening to Zhang Yi's words, his innocent face finally softened.

"Don't forget the thing you owe me twenty-five million (qíng)!" The anger on Wuxie's face disappeared, but he didn't forget the matter of Zhang Yi taking matters into his own hands three years ago and letting Zhu Shujie sign a contract with Red Baby Gu (qíng).

Whenever he heard the words of innocence, Zhang Yi was speechless.

Twenty-five million contribution points, I am afraid that the entire Wasteland Academy only has such a huge amount of money as only those elders.

promised but didn't dare to agree, if he regretted it, Zhang Yi did open his mouth back then and asked Zhu Shujie to give it a try, but the result was successful, so he could only blame Zhang Yi.

Although the old man was seriously injured, he was also a master of the three courts, and Wang Sifei and Chu Tian, although they were both under the control of the two courts, it would take a lot of effort to kill the old man with sublimous intentions.

Without the existence of Zhang Yi and Wuxi, the old man really escaped at the hands of Wang Sifei and Chu Tian.

Seeing this, Wuxian smiled.

After escaping, the old man had already joined Yan Liang, both of them were hidden control of the Third Court, Yan Liang's strength was extra terrifying, and the seven or eight academy masters did not have the slightest advantage.

However, Yan Liang and the old man couldn't stand taking turns to kill.

On the other side, the middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks looked more embarrassed in the face of the siege of seven or eight people, but he couldn't kill him for a while.

Zhang Yi and Wuxian did not help, but stood aside and watched the play.

The end is already predestined, and the three members of the Holy (yīn) sect, when they are exhausted, will definitely die.

"I always feel bad!" Zhang Yi looked at the (qíng) shape in (diàn) and said the worry in his heart.

"Are you worried that Yan Liang will use divine arts?" After Wu Xian finished asking, it was not Zhang Yi's turn to speak, and continued; "You are too worried, in the face of the siege of the academy masters, they don't even have a chance to use divine arts. ”

Anyone who uses divine magic in the realm of latent control has a price, and it also takes a certain amount of time to brew and perform it when using divine art.

It is true that as innocent said, they have no chance to use their magic skills, and if they are distracted, they will kill the two of them.

The situation in front of Yan Liang is getting worse and worse, and at this moment, facing the siege of more than a dozen masters, the three of them can't escape.

"Liang'er, I'll protect the Dharma for you, you use magic to kill them!" The old man (shēn) was seriously wounded, but he easily avoided many killing moves, and he also ended up struggling to dodge, and there was no chance to make a move.

"Third uncle, protect the Dharma for me!"

After receiving the old man's words, Yan Liang's body moved, and with his self-(shēn) potential, he blocked the joint attack of the four people, and was already standing behind the old man's (shēn).

The elder brother Song Wuxiang, knowing that the situation (qíng) was not good, did not have any reservations, and decided to use a killing move.

"Don't let him cast his magic. At the same time as Song Wuxiang spoke, the Heavenly Soldier Spirit in his hand, which was an axe, grew from the size of a ruler to an instant, like a wall, and killed the old man.

At the same time, the strongest attack methods of the academy disciples were also used against the old man, trying to kill the old man and prevent Yan Liang from using divine arts.

In the face of such a strong killing move by the disciples of the academy, the old man knew that he would die, but he was not reconciled.

"The old man's practice has a technique, which can be compared to a quasi-divine technique, called "大 (rì) 金 (shēn) technique", which is a Buddhist technique, today (rì), the old man has tried his full (shēn) potential, and he must also use it!" The old man's words fell, and he saw that his full (shēn) potential began to flow, and his potential changed from bronze to gold.

"Let me show you how powerful Buddhist magic is!"

"大 (rì) 金 (shēn) technique!"

When many masters were coming, the old man used all his potential (shēn) to perform his spells.

As the old man began to use his potential, blood flowed above his head, and an illusory Buddha appeared on his (shēn).

By the time the old man had fully applied the spell, the severe injuries that made his body full of cracks were already overdrawn.

Finally, in an explosion, the old man exploded and died, and he was reduced to nothing.

And the "大 (rì) 金 (shēn) technique" was also performed by the old man.

A Buddha was blocked in front of Yan Liang's eyes, and the strongest means of many academy masters also fell on the Buddha (shēn), and they were all blocked one by one, even if it was Song Wuxiang's strongest means, he failed to break the old man's technique: "大 (rì) 金 (shēn) technique".

The Buddha stood in front of Yan Liang (shēn), and the disciples of the academy could not save or kill him.

Not long after, Yan Liang, who was performing divine skills, opened his eyes.

There was no trace of his watch (qíng), but two tears fell.

"Ten Thousand Laws Bind Weapons!"

As soon as Yan Liang's words came out, a kind of rule power appeared in the entire big (diàn).

The power of the rules formed a substance, gathered behind Yan Liang, and turned into a big umbrella, like a house.

It was a beautiful umbrella.

"Kill!"

As soon as the word 'kill' came out, the big umbrella began to rotate, and the rotating big umbrella instantly stimulated (shè) all kinds of soldiers, such as: knives, guns, sticks, axes, knives and forks, and even the existence of heavenly soldiers.

And the spirit of the soldier (shè) in the umbrella is not the embodiment of potential, but a real ownerless thing.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of soldiers rushed out and marched away in unison in all directions.

The disciples in the Wasteland Academy are all masters of the latent control realm, but they can't resist such a killing move.

Soon, someone couldn't resist the killing moves of hundreds of soldiers, and turned into (ròu) blocks on the spot.

Fortunately, this offensive did not last long, the big umbrella stopped turning, and the ground was covered with thousands of soldiers.

The masters in the Wasteland Academy also died seven or eight people in an instant, among which there was Liu Yimeng, a girl who was like a flower and jade, who died under ten thousand soldiers.

In this kind of divine art, except for the subconscious and transcendent (shēn) method, I am afraid that no one can be intact.

In addition to the eight people who died, many people were already injured, including Zhu Shujie.

Even Senior Brother Song Wuxiang was embarrassed, because he was the closest, Leng Fengtian was better, and with his superior (shēn) method, he avoided many attacks, while Chu Tian and Wang Sifei were already injured.

"Brother Han, kill them all, not one will be left!" Yan Liang saw that the middle-aged man was still 'stealing (jiān) and playing tricks', 'struggling to resist' the attacks of two or three people, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Seeing the current situation, the middle-aged man did not spare his hand at the moment, no matter how threatening Yan Liang looked.

"Cover the sky and reverse the spell!"

As soon as the middle-aged man surnamed Han spoke, he saw that his potential instantly increased, and his appearance also changed.

Transformed into a stone statue, rows of sharp teeth, his (shēn) body also suddenly increased in size at this moment, and Zhou (shēn) had already grown hair.

Not only that, but the potential of the man surnamed Han has also been improved from the third court to the fourth court in an instant, and his potential has been raised to a new level.

"Gwoon~" A continuous roar, like a monster-like man surnamed Han, saw him slap the ground with one hand, and with a loud bang, the ground shook and the whole palace (diàn) also rose from the ground.

After the palace (diàn) rises from the ground, it flies into the canyon.

The sky that originally belonged to Chenshi was now covered with dark clouds and completely dimmed, as if something was blocking the sky.

"Magic?"

"Yes, it's a divine art! and it's a inheritance divine art!" explained Innocent.

The so-called inheritance magic does not need to be brewed, and there is no time limit, it can be cast instantly, and it is the strongest in the divine arts.

"This ...... It's a bit of a bad situation!"

Just when Zhang Yi and Wuxian were about to make a move, the middle-aged man surnamed Han after changing (shēn), relying on the (ròu) (shēn) of self (shēn), resisted the joint attack of the three of them, and at the same time, he also caught one of the people in the academy in his hand and took off his head.

Seeing this, the other two were already retreating, and were just about to turn (shēn) to escape, but the man surnamed Han grabbed one of them in just one step, and used both hands, and the academy master who was caught had already twisted into a twisted shape.

It can only be described as brutal and bloody.

The middle-aged man ignored the man who had fled, and instead focused on the elder sister Baili Han (shēn).

Baili Yunhan knew that he could not kill this person (shēn), so he immediately left far away and used his own killing moves.

I saw that Baili Yunhan used her potential, and a crystal clear water drop appeared above her fingers, and then with a flick of her fingers, the crystal clear water drop instantly disappeared into the eyes of the man surnamed Han.

Under such a sneak attack, the man surnamed Han had no submersible intention to avoid it, and he withstood the strongest blow of Baili Yunhan.

The water droplets, which possess powerful potency and poison (xìng), have entered the eyes of the man surnamed Han and penetrate through the back of his head, leaving a transparent hole in the place of the eye.

I only heard a scream from a man surnamed Han, but he didn't die on the spot, he endured the pain in his eyes and the venom into his body, and came to her eyes in the shock of Baili Yunhan.

This crystal clear water droplet, others may not know, but she knows best, this is the strongest means she has cultivated for many years, even if it is the existence of the Nine Courts, it can kill him instantly, but it was endured by the man surnamed Han.

What kind of constitution is he?

(Recently, time has been a bit tight, and there may be typos in a certain corner, and the overall quality is not up to my ideal, and I don't have time to revise it, but there are no mistakes in the story route, so everyone can bear with it and read it patiently.) Collection!)