Chapter 1932 Wrong Style of Painting

"You dare!" Hearing the roar of the blood shadow old devil, he shot towards the Tyrant Monster.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to bear Ling Han's life, but that he didn't know whether Ling Han had brought out the Xiantian Taofu.

If it is brought out, then it doesn't matter if Ling Han is killed, as long as he takes it away. But if not, what should we do if we are still in Alchemy City? Then what is the reason for his tossing and tossing?

Moreover, he also suspected that Ling Han had a secret treasure on him, and he had long decided to kill Ling Han after he got the Xiantian Taofu, and collect all the opportunities from the other party. Naturally, it was impossible for Ling Han to die in the hands of others.

So he shot immediately, and it was extremely ruthless.

"Huh?" Tyrant Yao was slightly taken aback, this old guy actually dared to attack him?

Blind your dog eyes, do you know who I am?

"Looking for death!" He scolded coldly, turning his palm back and blasting at the blood shadow old devil.

Zizizi, the thunder light overflowed and turned into a long river of thunder, in which endless avenue symbols churned, and the horror was boundless.

The blood shadow old devil turned pale with fright, he was also at the Ascending Origin Realm, but the gap between him and the other party was simply indescribable.

Boom!

With one blow, the blood shadow old devil was blown away, poof, a cloud of blood mist spewed out from his whole body, and his breath fell endlessly.

He is only a small success in Shengyuan, but Ba Yao has cultivated to perfection, and the gap between them cannot be measured in terms of Tao!

The blood shadow old devil fell, barely stood upright, and his white hair fell down one after another. It was sparse before, but now the middle area was completely empty, and he became a bald man.

His face was also frighteningly pale, and his left eye protruded from the eye socket, making him look very frightening.

"Pfft!" He vomited blood continuously, and lost his hair while spitting blood, and thunder flashed in every mouthful of blood. This is because the Tyrant Monster's attack is too terrifying, it penetrates into the bone marrow.

The blood shadow old devil couldn't help but turn pale with fright, because of the relationship between heaven and man, his blood was exhausted, and he changed from a handsome and handsome man to a bad old man now.

Now being hit by the bully monster directly injured the source, and every mouthful of blood was equivalent to consuming a trace of the source's power, making the old wound left by the misfortune of heaven and man ready to move, and he began to cut his way.

His breath suddenly plummeted,

Descending from the rising source to the Immortal Mansion, the fifth mansion, the fourth mansion, and the third mansion...even when they descended to the first mansion, they couldn't stop, and suddenly fell to the soul-dividing state, and then fell from the heavenly soul.

Is this an exaggeration?

Not at all, Shengyuanyuan originally possessed the ability to kill Xiaocheng with a single blow, and although Tyrant Yao just did it casually, how could the former Holy Son of Thunder Cloud Palace be any different? Coupled with the fact that the blood shadow old devil is approaching the end of his lifespan, how much can his combat power reach its peak?

The blow did not kill directly, but the cultivation base dropped, which is already very good.

The blood shadow old devil's realm has been falling to the middle stage of the ghost, and then he barely stops, making his limbs numb, and a wave of endless despair arose.

Yes, the cultivation base can be rebuilt, and he can still cultivate from Yin Soul to Earth Soul, Heaven Soul, and all the way up. But Yuanyuan was injured again, how long can he live? a hundred years? a thousand years?

He has died long ago before reaching the Ascending Origin Realm, breaking through the Great Accomplishment, thereby making up for his origin, and gaining infinite lifespan.

That is to say, although Tyrant Yao didn't kill him with this blow, it still sentenced him to death.

The blood shadow old devil is trembling, 100 million years will pass quickly, and his current lifespan may be less than a hundred years, so how can he not tremble with fear?

It's a long story, but it's actually just a matter of one or two breaths, and the process of fighting is so fast that it's almost impossible to see the dust-slashing realm.

what happened?

Everyone is a little confused, why do you feel that the style of painting is a bit wrong, didn't the blood shadow old devil come to trouble Ling Han, why did he act for him instead? It's still so miserable, it's definitely true love.

Ba Yao just glanced at the blood shadow old devil lightly and then withdrew his gaze. Although the other party was also at the Ascending Origin Realm, he was still a small person in his eyes.

——Except for the ascending source realm from the power of the Immortal King, which one would he care about?

Overwhelmed!

He didn't kill them all, it's a waste of time to kill this kind of scum.

"I'm very interested in what's on you!" Ba Yao said, staring at Ling Han.

Originally, he didn't want to talk nonsense, and directly killed people to seize treasures, and it was impossible to hide any secrets under his soul. But since he was blocked and failed once, he was generous and calm.

After all, the face is still needed for a strong Shengyuan.

——The previous blow was successful, and he fled straight away. He was completely sure that even Yan Xianlu would not be able to see his face clearly or remember his breath.

"So what?" Ling Han smiled, without a trace of fear.

"No matter what they are, they belong to me now!" Tyrant Yao said lightly, and without a sound, he had already locked the space around him, so unless the Immortal King deliberately swept his divine sense over, it would be impossible to find out. Feel what's happening here.

In this way, everything is under his control.

Ling Han shook his head: "I can't see it!"

"Boy, do you think this is still Alchemy City?" Ba Yao said with a sneer, there are too many descendants of immortal kings here, and there are even super geniuses like Yan Xianlu, of course he dare not kill people indiscriminately.

But what about Ling Han?

He knew the bottom line, the other party was just a little holy son of Dan Dao City, so what if he killed him, even if Dan Dao City went to Leiyun Palace to file a complaint, how could he get him?

Funny.

Ling Han smiled and said: "This is indeed not Alchemy City, and I don't have my master to stand in for me, but...there are many wonderful things in the world!"

"Oh, for example?" Tyrant Yao casually asked, while striding towards Ling Han, the speed was not fast, but every step of the foot seemed to be crushing the avenue, making everyone's hearts unspeakable uncomfortable.

How can Zhan Chen be against the might of the Ascending Origin Realm?

He deliberately walked slowly, because when he was in Dandao City, he was forced away by Master Zicheng, and his face was dull. Although he is not taking revenge on the alchemist of Zicheng, Ling Han is the root of everything. He still feels a bit refreshed by torturing him before killing him.

Of course, this is all because he has absolute certainty, otherwise, he would kill people, search for souls and seize treasures, and leave.

Tom! Tom! Tom!

Walking over step by step, many people immediately showed uncomfortable expressions, and felt that their hearts were about to explode. It's true, under such a terrifying coercion, everyone's eyeballs protrude, ferocious and frightening.

"Damn it!" Hu Niu was furious, and pointed her halberd at Tyrant Yao, "Big bastard, you dare to be cruel to Ling Han and make her feel uncomfortable, you are doomed!"

Ba Yao naturally didn't take Hu Niu's threat to heart, he just sneered and looked at Hu Niu with evil eyes.

He never abstained from womanizing, especially after being stuck in the Ascending Origin Realm for too long, he has many hobbies, and the aspect of men and women is naturally one of them, and it also takes up a huge part of his time.

This young girl is beautiful and pure, although she is a bit brutal, but what use is she in front of him?

"Oh, I'm dead?" Tyrant shook his head, "I don't believe it!"

"You should believe it!" A cold voice sounded from behind Tyrant, with a strong killing intent. (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: