"The heir of the White Bone Demon Sect is worthy of it, and he actually has such a peerless learning, as soon as this Yin God Nine Death Curse Killing Big Handprint comes out, it is simply a ghost and god to make it easy, and the immortals and demons are convinced!"

Some people couldn't help but admire, such a powerful peerless killing move, coupled with the cultivation of the Seven Yin Son's Yuan Shen Period, must be invincible and kill thousands of strong enemies.

"Moro Mahamudra!"

Lu Zheng also turned over his hand and pressed it, and the monstrous hand of the Great Demon, like an ancient divine mountain, flew from the extraterritorial starry sky, and killed the big handprint towards the Yin God Nine Death Curse of the Seven Yin Princes, which was a fierce palm explosion and pressed down.

"Oh, isn't that the Seven Yin Son of the White Bone Demon Sect? With his cultivation, he actually used the Heaven and Earth Law Aspect in order to deal with a mere newcomer, which is really unexpected!"

A hand-cranked fan-cranked handsome boy, dressed in a gorgeous gold-rimmed white robe, embroidered with an auspicious dragon on his chest. Between talking and laughing, he seemed to be walking on the ground, pointing out the country.

Meng of the White Dragon Academy does not return!

is also a veteran genius who has cultivated in the Tower of Babel for more than three thousand years, and his cultivation, even above many young kings, is enough to run rampant and shock the Quartet!

"This seven-yin boy has always liked to play tricks on the weak, and every time he gets tired of playing with his opponents, he brutally kills them in the deepest despair. ”

"In my opinion, this time, the Seven Yin Sons are probably teasing the newcomer again. first deliberately showed weakness, depressed his strength, and made the other party mistakenly think that there was still a possibility of winning, and then crushed him fiercely, strangling him in despair in one go. ”

The other is a burly and tall bearded man with a short and flat head. He carried a terrifying broadsword, as wide as a door panel, and its heavy blade seemed to be able to crush a mountain.

The whole temperament on his body gives people a feeling of calmness and strength, like a piece of steel tempered thousands of times, strong and unbreakable.

This is Wei Tingshan of the Thousand Mountains Sword Pool, and he is also an old peerless genius who has stepped into the Yuan Shen Period, his physical body is incomparable, and his swordsmanship is even more invincible.

Even Meng Bugui of the White Dragon Academy, and the Seven Yin Sons of the White Bone Demon Sect, were unwilling to anger this sword idiot who had been cultivating the way of the sword for three thousand eight hundred years.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One up and one down, one black and one white, two terrifying giant hands, bombarded together one after another.

The shocking weather waves swept away, and suddenly there was flying sand and rocks, and countless boulders weighing hundreds of thousands of catties were directly shattered into powder and spread all over the sky.

"This Seven Yin Boy, I'm really having fun! If it were me, I would have been killed with a sword to deal with such an inconspicuous weak newcomer, and I don't have time to play with him, it's just a waste of time. ”

Meng Bugui said extremely impatiently, he didn't look down on the practice of the Seven Yin Sons at all.

"With my understanding of the Seven Yin Prince, he won't play for too long, and it is estimated that if there are three or four more moves, the newcomer will be completely solved. ”

Wei Tingshan said in a deep voice, as if he knew Qiyin Gongzi very well, as if he had fought with him many times.

However, the real situation is clearest only with the two parties at the center of the battle.

At this time, the seven yin sons are just a belly of fire.

is obviously just a weak and stupid newcomer, but no matter how hard he exerts, step by step from one success to two, four, and sixty, it will be useless.

The power of that newcomer seems to be endless, no matter how much strength the Seven Yin Boy has, this person can instantly catch up, use the same power, and continue to fight against him.

This feeling is extremely unbearable for the Seven Yin Sons.

It's as if I've become a mouse and is being teased casually by a big cat.

He can easily kill you at any point in time, but he just doesn't do it, keeps giving you hope for life, and constantly kills it.

"Impossible, impossible, this is absolutely impossible! How could I lose to a newcomer who had just stepped into the Tower of Babel, after three thousand years of penance in the Tower of Babel?"

Burst!

When the Seven Yin Sons opened their mouths, they squirted towards the Yin God Law Phase, and they were desperate.

This statue that visualized the primeval yin god, and the appearance of heaven and earth, suddenly became extremely excited, as if he had taken a pill.

The entire body of the Yin God Law Aspect was instantly condensed countless times, as if it had broken free from the illusory world, and descended into the human world with the true body of the Ancient Yin God.

"I gave up the thousand-year-old life yuan in one go, and today I will let you see what the real Yin God Nine Death Curse Killing Mudra is!"

The Seven Yin Sons had a hideous face, word by word, gritted his teeth and spit it out.

"Die!"

"Yin God Nine Death Curse Killing Big Handprint!"

"Die, die, die, die, die! die! die!"

"Give me all the death!"

In the hysterical roar of the Seven Yin Princes, a white and terrifying ghost hand rose into the sky, and the huge palm enveloped the land for hundreds of miles.

The astonishing force squeezed the surrounding space into a creak, as if even this piece of sky was about to be unable to withstand this terrifying force and might collapse at any time.

"Oops! Is this Seven Yin Boy crazy? It's just to deal with a mere newcomer, he actually desperately burned the thousand-year-old lifespan, and used the tenfold power of the Yin God Nine Death Curse to kill the big mudra?"

Meng Bugui's face suddenly turned pale, and he was so frightened that he retreated again and again, even he didn't want to be affected by this force.

"The ten-fold power of the Yin God Nine Death Curse Killing Mudra, I remember the last time he used it, it was five hundred years ago, and he almost seriously injured me! Now that five hundred years have passed, I didn't expect that the Seven Yin Sons have not only completely recovered their original strength, but they are also a hundred feet ahead, and they are much stronger than back then. ”

While Wei Tingshan sighed, he also retreated, not daring to take this punch hard, and indiscriminately bombarded the Yin God Great Handprint within a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Die, die, die, die,

After burning the thousand-year-old yuan, the ten-fold power of the Yin God Great Mudra blasted out.

On the face of the Seven Yin Princes, there was a crazy hideous smile.

As the descendant of the White Bone Demon Sect, few people in this world can know better than himself how terrifying the power of this Yin God Great Mudra is.

Not to mention the newcomers who have just stepped into the Tower of Babel, even among these newcomers, the most powerful young king will be completely destroyed under this blow, and the body and soul will all be reduced to powder, and there is no possibility of survival!

(End of chapter)