Wustu saw the skinny, black and withered old man clasp Zhang Ming's head with his palm, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
Although the benefits obtained today can be distributed afterwards, the situation will of course be different depending on who is in the hands of the enemy.
Seeing this, the man in black cloak gritted his teeth fiercely, and the purple fire chain turned into a strange lizard with purple scales all over its body, and its long tail swayed.
There was extremely fishy purple mucus flowing from his mouth, and two rows of sharp, strong, yellow teeth bit Zhao Min's neck.
At the same time, black crows with red eyes flew out from under his cloak. Although there were only a hundred in number, they also rushed towards the Gu insects.
At this time, the dark blue outside Zhao Min's body was already tinged with dark red, and she began to burn blood essence crazily.
With his pale face, Zhao Min ignored the attack of the strange purple-scaled lizard and let it bite him on the side of his right neck with a "click".
The branches and leaves of the ink-colored magic flower on the snow-white jade neck shook violently. Zhao Min ignored it, and the strange lizard with purple scales was in front of the man in the black cloak in an instant.
"This man is really crazy!"
The man in the black cloak had a look of horror in his eyes. He knew that with such desperate efforts, the other party would definitely not be able to hold on for long.
On the other side, the thin, black and old Taoist's hand also grabbed it, and was about to touch the top of Li Yan's head, which had turned into a mummy.
Tears flashed in Zhao Minmei's eyes, and the screams in her mouth were even more frightening, but the man in the black cloak did not fight her hard at all, he fought and retreated, and mainly pestered her.
Li Yan, who was falling, suddenly opened his eyes. There was no longer any confusion in his eyes.
His droopy, dry palm suddenly turned over and met the skinny, black, old man's wrist above him.
Under the horrified gaze of the thin, black old man, colorful mist suddenly appeared in Li Yan's palms, directly covering his arms.
At the same time, drops of red liquid seeped out from between Li Yan's fingers. Upon contact with the other party, it entered the skinny, black and old Taoist's wrist without any hindrance.
Immediately, Li Yan immediately let go of his hands, no longer looking at the thin, black old man, his body swayed, and he rushed towards Wustu, who was approaching quickly.
At the same time that Li Yan's body jumped out, the skinny, black old Taoist let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice.
The originally thin body actually swelled up like blowing air.
In panic, he tried to suppress it with magic power, but the magic power in his body was quickly swallowed up by a white mist, and the magic power he summoned could not keep up with the devouring speed.
All these changes happened very quickly. One moment the skinny and black old man was shocked, Li Yan suddenly woke up, and the next moment he fell into the Asura Hell.
The pain from the depths of his soul made him look up to the sky and scream. The pain came from the depths of his soul, body, blood, and even bone marrow.
There was pain, extreme soreness, and the feeling of raw flesh and blood being ripped away from the bones. All kinds of pain were intertwined, causing unspeakable pain to hit his entire sea of consciousness.
At this time, the skinny, black and withered old man obviously had not finished his magic power.
Everything was lost, but he could no longer chant the incantation. His hands and feet lost all feeling and no longer obeyed his orders.
In just a blink of an eye, he turned into a huge "turtle", with a body as big as a ball, and short limbs and head.
Li Yan injected more than ten kinds of different poisons into the opponent's body in just an instant.
The method of the skinny, black and withered old man was too weird. He had to strike a fake infant monk to make him unable to fight back and die quickly.
If it weren't for the poisonous body being eroded by Ustu Corpse Poison and quickly flowing through his body, leaving Li Yan with several corpses, the skinny, black and withered old man would have thought that he had been infected, and would have relaxed a little while casting the spell.
While those corpse poisons devoured Li Yan's vitality, they also caused a counterattack from the poisonous bodies.
Let Li Yan begin to wake up. At the moment of life and death, Li Yan finally mobilized all his consciousness to protect the sea of consciousness.
But he did not counterattack immediately. Even if Zhao Min on the other side started to use a lose-lose style of play, he was still looking for good opportunities.
He could no longer allow the skinny, black and withered old man any chance to use that strange spell, otherwise, he and Zhao Min would still be in a life-and-death situation.
Seeing Wustu hit him with a stick, Li Yan could only fall down, losing part of his strength as his body shook.
But even so, he was beaten to the point of fainting, but fortunately, his strong body played a decisive role at this time.
In the end, the skinny, black and old Taoist gave up casting spells completely and grabbed him at close range, finally giving Li Yan a chance.
Just when something unexpected happened, Li Yan turned around and was already in front of Wustu, who looked shocked.
At such a short distance, Wustu flew down closely behind the skinny, black old man. Even if Li Yan didn't use any movement skills, the two sides met instantly.
Wustu was shocked in his heart, his face changed with fear, and he had to retreat hastily.
At this time, he fully knew that Zhang Ming was so powerful that he could not cope with it, and his technique was extremely weird.
But now he wanted to retreat, but it was already too late. Li Yan grabbed his shoulders with both hands. The instinctive corpse poison in Wustu's body erupted again, and streaks of black energy wrapped around Li Yan's palms.
At the same time, the big stick in his hand instantly turned into a steel needle and stabbed out at Li Yan's throat like lightning.
After all, he was also a powerful late-stage golden elixir monk with equally rich experience in fighting. Although he was timid in his heart, he still made the fastest counterattack.
Just as he pricked out the needle, there was a muffled sound of "Poof!" from below, and the thin, black old man's screams suddenly stopped.
His body exploded into countless pieces in just one turn of Li Yan.
But what makes people feel horrified is that there is no blood raining all over the sky, and there is no shocking spread of spiritual power erupted by the golden elixir monk before his death, which suddenly bursts like a bubble.
Only a small cloud of colorful smoke rose in the sky
After the fog, the skinny, black and withered old man disappeared.
Except for a few storage bags and spirit storage bags that fell down, even his golden elixir did not make any sound and disappeared completely from this world.
The skinny, black old man went from being grabbed by Li Yan's wrist to completely disappearing in just the blink of an eye.
As soon as his screams started to rise, it was as if someone had grabbed his neck, and then it stopped suddenly, and everything disappeared.
The steel needle in Ustu's hand quickly enlarged in Li Yan's pupils, and at the same time, streams of foul-smelling smoke rose from Li Yan's fingers on Ustu's shoulders, making a series of sounds like "Zizzizi...".
But it couldn't do any harm to Li Yan's palm.
The movements of both sides were as fast as lightning, and the ferocious look in Wustu's eyes became even crazier. He wanted to penetrate the opponent's eyes with one strike.
In that place, he didn't believe that he could practice physical training to the point of being invulnerable to all attacks. Although his reaction was extremely fast, facing a peak physical training expert at the same level, Li Yan's movements were even faster.
Li Yan grabbed Wustu's hands on his shoulders and pulled them to both sides with a low roar. .??.
Wustu had suddenly reached Li Yan's arm, and he felt a heartbreaking pain, and then he lost control.
The strong body of a late-stage Jindan monk, who had also been immersed in the "Wood Spirit Pond" to temper his body, had his arms separated from his body in an instant.
Some dark red blood spurted out to both sides like two huge water columns.
The blood tore and tore off the severed arm. A knot of green veins like a green earthworm kept washing, and the tendons kept flying and swaying in the blood column...
A large amount of black juice seeped into the shoulder Li Yan pinched just now.
"Oh no……!"
Wustu looked in disbelief at the people in front of him holding one of his arms in each hand, with blood still remaining on his forehead.
Li Yan's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he retreated slightly, then kicked Ustu on the chest with a flying kick.
Although Wustu lost his arms, his cultivation still existed, but just when he was about to forcefully avoid it, he suddenly felt dizzy in his head.
Little did he know that his face had changed drastically at this moment, and that he looked extremely ferocious to outsiders.
There were dozens of black lines along his neck and up to his cheeks, giving people a very eerie and strange feeling.
"boom!"
Ustu flew sideways towards the big black mountain on the side of the river. The next moment, there was another loud noise, and Ustu slowly slid against the mountain wall and fell to the foot of the mountain. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive for a while.
Li Yan, on the other hand, took advantage of the situation and threw away the two remaining arms in his hands. Before falling into the river, he had already flown towards the battle group not far away.
At this time, Zhao Min was less than twenty feet away from him. The change on Li Yan's side was too sudden. By the time the three people on the other side reacted, one of the two golden elixir monks was dead and the other seriously injured.
> Everything happened in the blink of an eye, the three people had different expressions, some were surprised and some were happy.
Zhao Min clearly saw the situation on Li Yan's side, and a trace of blood suddenly appeared on his pale-as-paper face, and he finally stopped burning his essence and blood.
The faces of the two people opposite her changed color in an instant. They never dreamed that someone as strong as the skinny, black and withered old man would only have time to let out a scream and then completely disappear from the world in a strange way.
The skill practiced by the skinny, black and withered old Taoist is called "Asserting into the Soul". It is very similar to the Confucian method of speaking and speaking. It is a terrifying skill that can make people feel fearful and control the mind.
The skinny, black old Taoist is the master of the top sect in the Qingqing Continent, "Asking the Mind". He has relied on this technique to dominate the world among people of the same level for hundreds of years. He has few opponents, and the one who succeeds is almost certain to die.
Unexpectedly, he died so quickly today that no one could react.
"You actually killed the 'Ask the Heart' guy..."
An Die couldn't help but screamed in shock.
She and the five-color spotted thousand-legged centipede monster were blocked in place by the crossbow insect. When she was only halfway out of her words, the man in the black cloak had already flown six or seven miles away in a flash.
Seeing that she was about to disappear in the floating mist, An Die's face was filled with astonishment. The man in the black cloak turned around and ran away without even saying hello to her.
Unexpectedly, he didn't even take back the black crows he released. He just waved his hand and took the purple fire chain into his hand.
The man in the black cloak was originally fighting with Zhao Min, but even Zhao Min didn't react to his escape.
An Die couldn't help but feel panicked. She was surrounded by overwhelming crossbow bugs, and it was not a matter of time to escape.
After the man in the black cloak suddenly escaped, An Die knew that not to mention dealing with the crossbow bug in front of her, even this crazy female cultivator could not withstand the opponent's attacks.
After Zhao Min stopped burning his essence and blood, his whole aura also dropped drastically, and his aura became a little empty.
The black crows with red eyes immediately flew in all directions one by one after the man in the black cloak escaped, but many black crows with red eyes were already covered with poisonous insects.
"Just control the crossbow bugs to surround this person. I'll go and come back!"
Li Yan's voice came to Zhao Min's ears, and then another figure rushed away into the distance.
At the same time as Li Yan's voice fell, a young man in a purple shirt suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Min, and Li Yan's cold voice came over.
"Kill her!"
The next moment, Zi Kun ducked and approached An Die, who looked frightened, with a biting light in his eyes.
Zhao Min also made the crossbow bug stop attacking at this time, and only stared at the sky from the ground.
"You...you...fellow Taoists, I was just deceived by them..."
A thousand-legged centipede-like demonic beast that had lost its ferocity hovered above An Die's head, begging for mercy with a sad face.
This chapter has been completed!