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Chapter 2998 Instant Kill of the Peerless Saint King

Ye Qiu crushed the Eighth Elder's body to pieces, and the scene was like a thunderous explosion, which shocked the whole place into silence.

"How is that possible?"

Among them, the most shocking one is the seventh elder of the Nether Clan.

His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg. He never expected that Ye Qiu had such strength and could easily crush the Eighth Elder's body.

this……

It’s incredible!

After the eighth elder's body was crushed, it turned into a gray mist, but his soul did not dissipate. Instead, it shone with a faint light in the mist, and made ferocious screams: "Boy, do you think it will be crushed?"

Can my body kill me? You are too naive! I am an elder of the Nether Clan, how can I die so easily!"

Ye Qiu looked at the Yuan Shen in the gray mist coldly, without any fluctuation in his eyes: "Really? Then I'll give it a try and see if I can crush your Yuan Shen."

After the words fell, Ye Qiu moved, and the aura around him suddenly changed. A sacred and solemn aura surged out of his body and enveloped his entire body.

I saw his right arm raised, and the golden light on his arm shone brightly, as if it were inlaid with copper coins, shining with dazzling light.

This is exactly the spiritual scripture that Ye Qiu practices!

The Divine Scripture is impervious to all evil and is the nemesis of the Hades.

Seeing this, the Eighth Elder's soul flashed with panic in his eyes. Although he didn't know what method Ye Qiu used, his soul felt a fatal threat.

"Boy, what kind of magic are you using? Stop it!" the Eighth Elder shouted.

However, Ye Qiu ignored him and just smiled coldly. Then he clenched his right arm suddenly, and his golden palm was like a giant palm under the sky. With unparalleled power, he pinched the soul of the eighth elder.

"No! You can't kill me! I am the elder of the Nether Clan, and I am immortal!" The eighth elder's soul screamed in despair, but it was already too late.

The golden palm collided with the eighth elder's soul, and there was a "pop" sound. The eighth elder's soul was like a fragile balloon, which was instantly crushed and turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated in place.

"Elder of the Nether Clan, that's all." Ye Qiu's faint voice echoed throughout the world.

The long-browed master's eyes turned red with envy: "Damn it, the little brat did it again."

The whole place fell silent again, everyone was so shocked that Ye Qiu's hand made them speechless.

Especially those Imperial Guards, they all swallowed their saliva and secretly rejoiced in their hearts. Fortunately, the Prince Consort was with them, otherwise they would all be dead.

The seventh elder's face was even more pale. He looked at Ye Qiu with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Ye Qiu's strength was so terrifying. Not even the Eighth Elder could be Ye Qiu's enemy.

Moreover, he had just prepared to rescue the Eighth Elder, but found that Ye Qiu's action was too fast, so that he had no time to help.

This kid is definitely not an ordinary person.

"You...who are you?" The seventh elder did not realize that his voice was trembling when he asked.

Ye Qiu glanced at him coldly and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you people from the Nether Clan shouldn't come to Central Continent to cause trouble."

After saying that, Ye Qiu moved and pressed towards the seventh elder.

When the Seventh Elder saw this, he was shocked. He quickly took a few steps back, waved his hands, and gray mist surged out, enveloping him in an attempt to block Ye Qiu's attack.

However, Ye Qiu had no intention of stopping at all. He waved his right arm and waved his golden palm out again, striking at the seventh elder with devastating power.

The seventh elder felt an irresistible force coming toward his face, and he was immediately horrified. Oh no, this kid is the peerless Saint King.

He discovered Ye Qiu's true realm.

For a moment, the seventh elder was shocked and angry.

"Didn't you say that the most powerful person in the world of cultivation is the Saint King? When did a peerless Saint King appear and he is still so young?"

"The information is wrong."

"It seems that the world of cultivation has undergone tremendous changes in recent years, but we, the Nether Clan, are completely unaware of it."

The seventh elder thought more and more, and became more and more frightened. When he saw Ye Qiu's palm coming towards him, he shouted in desperation: "Wait a minute."

Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu continued to slap the seventh elder with his palm as if he didn't hear it.

Wherever the wind of the palm passes, it is like thunder roaring with overwhelming momentum.

"Hmph, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

The seventh elder flicked his sleeves, and a stream of gray mist surged out, colliding with Ye Qiu's golden palm, making a loud "boom" sound.

Ye Qiu was shocked and took a few steps back. As for the seventh elder, he took a dozen feet back.

"It's kind of interesting to be able to block my blow." Ye Qiu looked at the seventh elder and said with a smile.

Through the fight just now, Ye Qiu realized that the strength of the seventh elder was far higher than that of the eighth elder, and had already reached the level of a peerless saint king in the middle to late stage.

"Boy, I told you to wait a moment, didn't you hear me?" the seventh elder said angrily.

Ye Qiu said: "I heard it."

The Seventh Elder said: "You heard that and you still don't stop?"

Ye Qiu looked disdainful: "Who are you, you just stop when you tell me to stop?"

Grass!

How come there are such arrogant people in the world of cultivation?

The Seventh Elder wished he could slap Ye Qiu to death, thinking that he was worshiped by others wherever he went in the Nether Clan, and even His Highness the Crown Prince would not dare to speak to him in such a tone.

The boy in front of me is nice, but he doesn't give him any face. It's simply unreasonable.

However, Ye Qiu was too strong. Although the seventh elder was filled with rage, he did not dare to vent his anger.

The seventh elder took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He understood that the person in front of him was not a simple person, and it was definitely not the best idea to confront him head-on.

He stared at Ye Qiu with evil eyes and said in a deep voice: "Boy, your strength is indeed extraordinary, but do you think that you alone can be the enemy of our entire Nether Clan?"

Ye Qiu's lips curved into a sneer, his eyes full of disdain: "The Nether Clan? Isn't it amazing? If you make trouble in Central Continent, you should be prepared to be taught a lesson. If you just keep to yourself and huddle in the underworld, you may be able to live longer.

, but now, it’s too late.”

When the Seventh Elder heard this, his expression became even more ugly, but then he thought about it, since Ye Qiu could easily kill the Eighth Elder, his strength was definitely not a bluff.

He secretly calculated in his heart that he must come up with a foolproof strategy, otherwise today would be very unlucky.

"Hmph, kid, don't get too proud too soon."

"The underworld's background is beyond your imagination."

"Today's revenge, I, the Nether Clan, will definitely pay back tenfold!" The Seventh Elder snorted coldly, with a threatening tone in his tone.

Ye Qiu was not afraid at all and said calmly: "I'll wait. But before that, you should take care of yourself first!"

Having said that, Ye Qiu's body moved again, and the golden light around him became even brighter, as if he had transformed into a golden god of war, with an imposing aura.

He raised his right arm slightly, his golden palm condensing amazing power, ready to attack again.

When the seventh elder saw this, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Stop! Stop it quickly!"


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