"You deserve to die!!!" Wen Tianhuan roared. With a roar, he pulled up the sledgehammer on the ground and rushed towards Xiaotian.
Forcibly interrupting the execution of the technique, his body made an explosion sound, and clouds of blood mist exploded on his surface, and in the blink of an eye he was frozen into ice slag all over the ground.
The rotation speed of the storm began to slow down, and finally dissipated, and the tomb became clear again. Wen Tianhuan didn't care about these injuries at all. He must kill this wolf and the Daolin in his mouth today.
"As long as I can find a way for you to release this energy, it's worth sacrificing everything I have." Wen Tianhuan laughed like a madman.
Daolin got out of Xiaotian's mouth and narrowed his eyes when looking at Wen Tianhuan approaching him.
Wen Tianhuan dragged the sledgehammer towards Locke, and his eyes fell on the hand that Daolin clenched.
"Is the thing you are holding the treasure that saved you just now? The treasure of the holy realm?" Wen Tianhuan said infatuatedly.
"What do you mean?" Dolin opened his hand, and in his hand was a silver one-yuan coin.
Looking at the coins in Daolin's hand, Wen Tianhuan showed joy on his face.
"This is the treasure of the holy realm? If I get it, I can hope to achieve a breakthrough!" Wen Tianhuan only had coins in his eyes at this time, and there was no room for anything else.
"Sure enough, it's easy to change a country's nature but hard to change it. Do you think you can break through to the realm of a saint with just a small coin? It's really ridiculous, don't you think so?" Daolin said disdainfully.
"I don't care!" Wen Tianhuan burst out with super momentum in an instant and rushed over with a sledgehammer.
Xiaotian stepped forward to stop him, but was thrown to the side by the sledgehammer. Daolin tried to resist, but Wen Tianhuan seemed to be crazy. He was at full strength. He resisted for a moment and was knocked to the ground.
Wen Tianhuan kept hitting Daolin with a sledgehammer.
Zhaotian's Poison Death Python bodyguard was activated, but this was not a long-term solution, and soon the color of the bodyguard began to dim.
Dolin wanted to resist, but this sledgehammer seemed a bit weird. Every time it was hit, the internal force he had just lifted would be frozen. Repeatedly, he could only passively be beaten on the ground.
Soon with a crisp sound, the Zhaotian Poisonous Death Python Bodyguard shattered into pieces. It was not scrapped, but it just lost its internal strength and lost its function.
Without the extremely powerful Zhaotian Poisonous Death Python to protect him, Daolin could only rely on his own body to resist. However, without the internal force to activate his skills, the Evergreen Immortal Technique and General Xuanming Skill could not be activated. In addition,
With Wen Tianhuan's attack seemingly never tiring, Daolin was almost unable to resist.
Xiaotian kept charging towards this side, but it was all in vain. Instead, he was seriously injured and could no longer get up.
"Am I going to die here?" Dolin couldn't help but have such a tragic thought in his mind.
He lay on the ground and looked at Jijiu, and saw that Jijiu was desperately trying to melt the ice, but so far only his head was exposed, while his torso and limbs were still firmly trapped in the ice.
As the pain became more and more intense and his consciousness became more and more blurred, in order not to be killed directly, Dolin tried his best to throw the coin in his hand, in the direction of the corridor.
When Wen Tianhuan saw this, he immediately stopped his attack. He even ignored the sledgehammer and dodged towards the coin.
Anyway, the coin couldn't be thrown away. He didn't throw it out at the beginning. It was just that Daolin didn't want to admit defeat so easily, but the reality was too cruel. He had no choice but to admit it as both his cultivation and his body were double suppressed.
The moment the coin was thrown out, Dolin also relaxed, but he only felt that his consciousness was blurring, his eyes gradually turned black, and soon he fainted and died.
"Dolin!" Jijiu shouted, but Dolin couldn't hear him at this time.
Wen Tianhuan successfully caught the coin and looked at it ecstatically.
"One yuan?" Wen Tianhuan read out in confusion and confusion.
Just then, a hand suddenly stretched out from the coin and pinched his neck directly.
A terrifying force instantly filled the entire tomb chamber. Both the walls and the ground were shaking. Wen Tianhuan was frightened by the sudden appearance of the arm. This arm gave him the feeling of a genuine Saint-level powerhouse.
Jijiu, who was struggling desperately, was also shocked by this smell. He wanted to turn his head to look, but his neck had not yet thawed, and he could only see a hint of red in his peripheral vision.
"A trash from the former empire is so rampant. Who do you think you are?" A cold voice sounded, and the person who came was completely revealed. He grabbed Wen Tianhuan's neck with one hand and lifted him up easily.
"Who...you...are...!" Wen Tianhuan struggled violently, but to no avail. At this time, he fully experienced the feeling that Daolin had just felt.
That was a strong man in the Saint Realm who crushed him in terms of cultivation level and physical strength. He was the strongest man at that time, a strong man who opened up the world with his bare hands.
"You don't deserve to know my name, because you will be dead soon!" The visitor showed a disdainful expression on his face, squeezed hard with one hand in his mouth, and the sound of broken bones echoed in the silent tomb.
Wen Tianhuan died. It can be said that he died in a very painful way, as his neck was directly strangled.
The visitor threw Wen Tianhuan's body aside casually, then waved back the coin, and then waved again to get Wen Tianhuan's ring.
The person who came was none other than Gang Rong. Under normal circumstances, Gang Rong would not interfere in Daolin's affairs unless it was a matter of life and death!
After Gang Biao dealt with Wen Tianhuan, he turned around and walked towards Jijiu, and came to Jijiu. Jijiu felt the aura emanating from the other person's body, and his face was full of respect.
"You are Daolin's friend, so you should quit drinking, right?" Gang Yan said softly.
"Jiejiu has met my senior. I am inconvenienced and cannot salute. I hope my senior won't be surprised." Jijiu said respectfully.
Steelhead nodded, stretched out his index finger and lightly tapped the ice cube, which bound the ice cube that had been abstaining from drinking for a long time, and immediately broke into small pieces.
"Thank you for quitting drinking, senior!" After quitting drinking, he moved his stiff body and bowed respectfully to the steel plate.
"Remember, don't mention meeting me to anyone, including Daolin, and don't let him know that someone will protect him, otherwise it will be detrimental to his future." Gang Yan nodded and said.
Jijiu quickly agreed obediently, joking, the other party was the one who strangled Wen Tianhuan to death with one hand, let alone him, even if there were several emperors, he would not dare to offend the other party.
"I just took a brief look at this old immortal's storage ring. There is nothing particularly good in it, but it may be of some help to you." Gang Bian turned his palm over, and there were several more Buddhist scriptures and exercises in his palm.
"Practice diligently and it will be beneficial to you in the future!" Gang Yan said softly.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior. I will never forget it." Jiejiu thanked him and took the Buddhist scriptures and exercises.
"Remember what you promised me. If you can't do it, I will come to you again." After Gang Yan said that, he turned around and walked towards Daolin.
"Senior, if Daolin asks how he was rescued, how can I answer?" Jingjiu asked quickly when he saw Gang Bong was about to leave.
"Just say that the guy accidentally broke his neck when he got excited. Well, let's put it that way. Just don't mention me!" After that, Gang Yan disappeared beside Daolin, and the one-yuan coin was silent again.