Chapter 1128 This Is the Old Devil

The old devil held half of Wang Qianqian in one hand.

There was still no expression on his face.

There was still no emotion in his eyes.

At the same time, the black sickle passed over Wang Qianqian's body without a sound.

The old devil casually threw the two halves of the corpses at the feet of the elders of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect.

He looked at those elders casually, like a big devil who chooses people and devours them.

The elders of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect suddenly felt their hearts tremble, and their complexions changed terribly.

The disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect looked at Azeroth as if they were monsters.

The frequent urination brother was about to come out with tears and snot at this time. He lifted up his clothes and looked at his pants, but luckily he didn't pee.

At this time, the live broadcast room exploded again.

"I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I'm stupid..."

"The old devil returns!"

"See, this is the old devil, the real old devil!"

"I won't talk to you at all, just tear people up. This is the real old devil!"

"Wang Qianqian was torn apart, I'll go, awesome, awesome!"

"This old devil is an invincible hand who can tear the world apart."

"Wang Qianqian is also the head of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect after all, so she must have a lot of cards for protecting herself. I didn't expect that she would still be torn apart by the old devil."

Of course, in addition to being shocked by the visual effect of Lao Mo's attack, some people were also surprised by Wen Zilong's IQ.

"Nimma, this IQ!"

"Use two clones first to paralyze the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect. At the same time, consume the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect's Fallen Leaf Sword Formation."

"Then, when the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect didn't expect it, it suddenly appeared. The Fallen Leaf Sword Sect didn't even have time to react."

"It seems that this should be Wen Zilong's idea."

"It goes without saying that the old devil only cares about tearing people apart, and Wen Zilong is the real brain of the team."

"So let me say that the old devil is indeed powerful, but without Wen Zilong, the old devil might not be as powerful as he appears on the surface."

Bullfighting headquarters.

The power of general affairs can be loosened. I thought that the old Moxian's team was wiped out, so I was very excited.

Unexpectedly, such a shocking reversal suddenly came at this time.

His whole body felt like his head was going to explode.

Rabbit Tooth Headquarters.

Seeing this scene, General Secretary Shi Taisong couldn't help laughing heartily.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"I didn't expect that Wen Zilong could do this."

"This kid, I really underestimated him."

Among the hunting alliance.

Seeing this scene, Ye Weiyang suddenly realized.

It turned out that Wen Zilong moved out of Shumeng, and deliberately pointed the old devil to Shumeng in order to let the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect arrest him.

Then he used the clone technique to let the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect capture the clone and go back.

Then let the old devil's clone go to thunder.

Kill it later.

"This kid, hahahaha..."

Ye Weiyang's understanding of Wen Zilong changed greatly at this time.

With such a powerful subordinate, he also has three attributes.

Plus such a mind.

It was only a matter of time before Wen Zilong grew up.

And once Wen Zilong grows up, with his brain, it will definitely be a very terrifying existence.

At this time, at the scene.

After Azeroth killed Wang Qianqian, the expressions of the remaining elders changed drastically.

Especially the third elder, with hatred shining in his eyes.

"Old devil, you are courting death!"

As he said that, his body began to change directly.

The clothes on his body were torn apart.

A 300-meter-long metal dragon appeared in the air.

Ezeroth moved his hands.

The ground suddenly shook rumblingly.

Pieces of rubble condensed into two thick arms with a diameter of hundreds of meters.

At this moment, the inferior dragon that had grown from the three elders flew down towards Azeroth.

The two thick arms greeted him.

Grab the mouth of the Yalong transformed by the third elder directly.

Up and down, hard.

Hiss——

Under everyone's horrified eyes, the 300-meter-long sub-dragon transformed by the third elder was directly torn in half.

At this moment, the live broadcast room exploded again.

"I caress, I care, I care!"

"Awesome!"

"Tearing the sub-dragon body and tearing humans are completely two concepts. This visual impact is too strong!"

"As expected of an old devil!"

"Tear the sky, the earth, the air, what else can't he tear?"

Once the third elder died, the rest of the elders knew that today might be over.

The Great Elder shouted loudly:

"Everyone, turn into the body and go together. I don't believe that he can beat all our disciples."

Ever since, all the elders have turned out of their bodies.

The tens of thousands of disciples present on the ground also wanted to transform into their own bodies.

However, Azeroth had a thought.

On the ground, tens of thousands of pairs of arms formed by condensed stones suddenly appeared.

He directly grabbed the legs of tens of thousands of disciples.

Hiss——

Hiss——

Hiss——

The scene immediately resembled a slaughterhouse.

Broken limbs and bodies were scattered all over the place.

Only those few elders were left, successfully transformed into their bodies, and flew into the air.

The Great Elder originally flew into the air because he wanted to unite all the other disciples and elders to fight the old devil.

As a result, only their remaining seven elders flew into the air.

He was shocked, changed his mind immediately, and flew towards the east.

The other elders also instantly understood what the Great Elder meant, and fled in all directions.

Wen Zilong sneered.

Want to escape?

In the palm of his right hand, an inch-long purple lightning bolt began to flicker.

The next moment, the purple lightning turned into two, two into four, four into eight...

Soon, a purple lightning about five meters long condensed out.

With a thought.

The purple lightning instantly chased the Great Elder.

Click——

Like a bolt of lightning, it hit the Great Elder.

The Great Elder suddenly fell from the air to the ground.

click click click click——

The purple lightning flashed again and again, and none of the elders was spared, and they were all struck by the purple lightning.

Although these elders are all third-tier mid-stage powerhouses.

But Wen Zilong's purple lightning can completely allow him to fight one level higher.

And even if it is a battle of a higher level, it can completely kill the opponent in an instant. Even their life-saving cards were destroyed one by one in front of the purple lightning.

This is the power of the purple lightning, the natal weapon.

In the live broadcast room, a sentence of amazed bullet screens was sent out.

"This purple lightning is Wen Zilong's natal weapon, right?"

"Isn't his natal weapon the black sickle? Can Yalong have two natal weapons?"

"I've never heard of it."

"And his natal weapon, why is it of the thunder attribute? Could it be that he has dual attributes?"

"I'll go. We used to focus on Laomo, but now we realize that Wen Zilong is the one we should pay attention to the most."

"Double attributes, and this thunder-attribute natal weapon is so strong, it can directly kill the enemy in seconds. This is too scary."

...

When they were amazed, Wen Zilong's evil spirit scroll had already appeared.

The souls of the tens of thousands of disciples and those elders were taken in.

Then, he turned his head and said to the old devil next to him:

"Do not stay behind."