Signed To The Ancestral Land For A Hundred Years, You Will Be Invincible When You Come Out Of The Mo

"Don't...you haven't left yet?"

Wu Hong collapsed to the ground at once, with a complicated expression, as if joy and sadness.

The corpses in the treetops seemed to be alive at this moment. Qi Qi's eyes were facing him, his mouth closed.

"Brother Wu Hong...Save me..."

...

"Master Chief!"

The five black Qilin armor soldiers knelt in front of the evil silhouette at this time, with a strange expression.

"Crazy? Interesting and interesting."

The evil figure touched his chin, and looked at Wu Hong who was among the corpses with great interest.

In front of him, Wu Hong was mad, with disheveled hair, holding a dead man's head, and a whimpering figure in his mouth.

He also stretched out two fingers and inserted them into the mouth of the head, prying it, and the mouth seemed to pretend to be another person talking.

"Brother Wu Hong, save me! Save me!"

This picture... is really weird and scary.

The evil figure squatted in front of him and looked at it for a long time, still not sure whether it was true madness or fake madness.

"Your Excellency, in this operation, the Patriarch specifically explained that we must make a quick decision. We have wasted too much time. Just kill this person and go back to the business."

One of the black Qilin Jiabing deliberately reminded.

The evil figure glanced at him impatiently, and stood up and said lightly, "I have a sense of freedom. The Wu Clan disciples in Qinggang Mountain should almost die. After killing this one, we will go back for business."

"Yes!"

The black Qilin Jiabing grinned, raised his spear and slammed it on Wu Hong's head.

If this is smashed, Wu Hong, who is mad and mad, can't be like a watermelon, which is torn apart?

It's like Martial Spirit Elder, who was smashed into meat before. If you don't understand the use of Yuanli, it will be no different from a mortal.

Unless you reach the realm of the Martial King, there is an essential difference. Under the Martial King, there are all ants.

Ding--

There was a crisp sound of weapons fighting.

I saw the big gun smashed on the top of the head for a minute, and a Martial Soul Flying Sword condensed and resisted this strike.

On Martial Soul Flying Sword, the ethereal atmosphere overflows.

It's actually a heavenly Martial Soul!

Everyone was shocked!

Especially the evil man, for a moment, he turned and ran without hesitation.

"Quickly retreat!"

Martial Soul appears, Martial Soul is out of body!

He knows too well what this means...

This amazing Realm can only be achieved by the strong of Martial King Realm.

"Everyone, is the place for the martial arts trial to come as soon as you want to? Leave if you want? Don't you think about giving an explanation for killing so many children of our martial arts?"

Wu Tian fell heavily from the high air, smashing a large hole in the ground, the ground was cracked, and the mountain shook gently like an earthquake.

Wu Tian slowly walked out of the pit, and the soil and stones on the mountain surface turned into powder and fell from him under the violent impact.

The black Qilin soldiers fell to the ground during the shock just now, and they couldn't stand firmly.

"Array!"

Seeing Wu Tian's appearance, the evil spirit figure knew that it was too late to escape at this time.

In fact, as long as he dared to take another step, Wu Tian would be the first to end him.

"Array!"

The black Qilin soldiers quickly got up from the ground, pierced the ground with their spears, and then unanimously turned outwards.

The neat and uniform movements created a brutal momentum.

Even facing the Martial King, they did not lose their morale.

"So courageous!"

Wu Tiantian smiled back, feeling offended, and reached out his hand, "Sword formation!"

At the feet of the black Qilin armor soldiers, lines emerged, intertwined with each other into an obscure and complicated pattern.

The black Qilin soldiers have not reacted yet, the formation has been completed, and the mighty Sword Qi gushes out like a tide.

"kill!"

Sword Qi Pentium quickly strangled the black Qilins who were previously invincible, blood and broken limbs flying horizontally, in the small square inch of the sword formation, it has become a brutal and bloody Shura field.

Until the end, Wu Tian walked into the sword formation and picked up two dying figures like a dead dog.

These are the two lives he left on purpose!

The black mist could barely keep its original shape under the sharp Sword Qi's cutting, revealing the two people's true colors.

A man with a mole on his lips, and a weird man dressed like a harlequin in opera.

With suppressed anger, Wu Tian scanned the corpses and broken limbs everywhere in the forest. The red blood seemed to have become the main color of this mountain forest.

Frowning, he came to Wu Hong who was mad, and threw two live mouths in front of him.

"Crazy is the beginning of self-destruction and a means to escape the cowards, Wu Hong! Wake me up!"

The dull and majestic voice accurately passed into Wu Hong's ears, exploding like thunder on the ground.

...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Brother Wu Hong... we died so miserably..."

Wu Hong was limp on the ground. In front of him were dozens of tragic-looking corpses, staring at his eyes, slowly climbing towards him step by step.

"I... I know, I swear I will avenge you."

Wu Hong choked and stretched out his hand, trying to touch the face of a woman in front.

It's a pity that he stretched his hand halfway and was ruthlessly slapped away.

"Unfortunately, you are still the first person in the younger generation of the Wu family, why can't you protect us!"

A bloody face stuck in front of him and yelled, "Trash! You trash! You can't protect us. What face do you have that prides itself on being the first person in the younger generation of the family!"

"No... not like this..."

Wu Hong kicked his legs on the ground and stepped back, "Listen to me..."

"Explanation? What else do you want to quibble?"

Dozens of corpses surrounded him, yelling, "Since your rubbish can't protect us, why not stay here to accompany us."

Wu Hong held his head in both hands, tore his own hair, and said in pain, "I am not a waste...not a waste..."

Seeing his state, the corpses around him gave out a weird smile.

"Stay with us."

Without knowing when it started, a swamp-like vortex slowly formed under Wu Hong's body.

Seven or eight black claws that seemed to be as thin as a ghost stretched out from the whirlpool, grabbing Wu Hong's shoulders, arms, and thighs, and slowly pulling him down.

"Stay with us..."

"No... I want revenge..."

Wu Hong was stuck in the quagmire, struggling violently, but still couldn't stop the sinking trend.

A black shadow, like a horrible monster, stood in the depths of the forest, hiding behind a tree trunk, and peeping out of his head with malicious intent.

One, two, three...

Their heads have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

If Wu Tian were here, he would recognize it at this moment. This is exactly the Heart's Demon monster he saw in the bronze palace in the underground cave of the Wu family.

But the only difference between the two is that the body of the former is far less solid than the latter, like the wind and smoke, it seems that as long as it blows lightly, it will drift away without a trace.

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