Lu Ming, who came from the Lu family of Tianlan Star, soared into the air and used "Xuankong Tread", trying to avoid using his body skills.
However, the purple shadow in front of him turned into a hand, grabbed Lu Ming's body, rounded it, and threw it to the ground.
"Plop..."
A puff of smoke suddenly rose up, and Lu Ming was like a rag bag, shattered to pieces on the spot, and turned into pieces.
"Oh, if I don't play with you, you think I'm easy to bully."
"Let's play with you for real, you can't handle it."
Ye Wenchan shook his head slightly.
Almost in an instant, 99% of the dozens of geniuses died, leaving only Murong Jin!
The Murong family of Mahayana star is worthy of being the first-class family in the realm of annihilation.
Murong Jin's cultivation level was obviously higher than others.
The method of turning one's power into one's own use can be described as superb.
Facing an unknown purple mist, Murong Jin had already tried his best to save his life, burning his essence, blood, and soul, just to escape the impact of the purple mist.
At this moment, Murong Jin, while burning his essence, blood and soul, his footwork is more exquisite than Xuan Kong Tread, his body is stronger than Jin Zhuangzhuang, and his martial arts skills are more exquisite than Xuanmeng's.
It's a pity that even though he tried so hard, he still couldn't escape the purple mist.
The purple mist was like a soft mud ball, sucking him into it.
No matter what tricks Murong Jin used, he was now entangled in the mud.
It's like a person who slipped and fell into a swamp and was sucked into endless darkness.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
In the purple mist, Murong Jin stiffened suddenly, with an incredible look on his face.
Then, his entire Dao body, starting from his face, cracked with cracks, and then spread densely all over his body like a spider web, and finally disappeared and melted in the purple mist.
"That's all I have..."
Ye Wenchan shook his head, and the purple avenue was withdrawn into his body, his breath almost without any fluctuation.
He turned his head and looked at Ming Lingyue and Yingyue Hong.
At this moment, Ming Lingyue was already dumbfounded. This magnificent genius lost his composure for the first time, opened his mouth, and looked at Ye Wenchan standing in front of them in disbelief, without even moving his body.
There was a look of shock in the light.
"After all, I still underestimated the strength of this Brother Ye."
Ying Yuehong smiled bitterly. He had raised Ye Wenchan's status in his heart countless times, but now it seems that he still underestimated Ye Wenchan.
Dozens of top geniuses from the upper and lower realms, young and powerful men from the realm of annihilation, were crushed by Ye Wenchan alone.
No, it’s a crushing move!
With such strength, even outside the realm, he is the pinnacle figure of the younger generation.
"Mr. Ying, do you really understand this friend of yours?"
Ming Lingyue struggled for a long time before stammering and asking.
"Of course I understand, he is particularly fond of storage bags."
Ying Yuehong also looked at Ye Wenchan's movements speechlessly and said.
At this moment, the leaf wench cicada has the magical image of the jade tree facing the wind and a pear blossom pressing down on the begonia just now.
At this moment, Ye Wenchan was as stingy as Grandet, putting away the storage bags of dozens of geniuses one after another.
I don’t know if he did it on purpose or what, but all these guys died, but none of the storage bags were damaged, and they were all thrown to the ground.
"I'm sorry, my Demon Slayer City is poor. You don't know that Buddha Star is the most remote planet in the Annihilation World, and our Demon Slayer City is in Buddha Star, which is also the most remote city. Our sect is more
Even poor people urinate blood."
"As for my junior brothers and sisters, none of them are even willing to buy good clothes. The men wear white robes, and the women also wear white robes. The robes are washed.
It’s yellow and I’m not willing to change it.”
Ye Wenchan turned his head and saw the dull eyes of Ming Lingyue and Yingyue Hong. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He took the storage bag on the waist of the dying Jin Zhuangzhuang and glanced at it. Only the breath was coming out, not coming in.
Jin Zhuangzhuang was so angry that he unexpectedly said: "You're not bad, you won't die even if you do this!"
"puff……"
Jin Zhuangzhuang was so angry that he opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"Since you are not dead, it is also your life."
"God has the virtue of good life, and the way of heaven will also leave a thin line for people. You are that thin line, life and death are determined."
Ye Wenchan said, opened Jin Zhuangzhuang's storage bag, took out a pill, threw it directly into Jin Zhuangzhuang's mouth, and then put the storage bag away.
Although Jin Zhuangzhuang is reckless and not very clear-minded, he still knows how to advance and retreat against strong men.
If you can't beat it, just accept it honestly. Everyone knows this.
Ming Lingyue looked at Ye Wenchan's behavior in surprise, and was a little puzzled. Why didn't he eliminate the roots like others? Wasn't this leaving trouble for himself?
"He has such a temperament that he is content with the situation, acts according to the circumstances, and stands by his destiny."
"What I admired in the first place was his indifference."
"A completely indifferent attitude from ordinary people!"
Ying Yuehong shook her head proudly and said in a disgusting manner.
"I seriously suspect that you are deliberately flattering me."
Ye Wenchan glanced at Ying Yuehong speechlessly and said.