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Chapter seven hundred and sixty first death is not wronged

What's going on? Isn't he dead?!

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the muscles that had just relaxed suddenly became tense again.

The blood mist gradually dissipated completely, and what shocked the middle-aged man was that not only one figure appeared in his sight, but two figures!

"Ahem...I said, you will be disappointed eventually."

Ye Su coughed up another mouthful of blood and said in a rather uneasy tone.

"You...who are you!"

The middle-aged man did not look at Ye Su at all, but stared at the God of Cookery who was standing in front of Ye Su.

The God of Cookery just stood there lazily, with no breath leaking from his body, and he looked as loose as an ordinary person.

But the middle-aged man knows very well that the more ordinary the God of Cookery appears, the more terrifying he becomes!

Because he had absolute confidence, the attack just now was definitely not something that Ye Su could withstand!

No matter how amazing Ye Su's performance is, no matter how powerful Ye Su showed in the battle just now, it can't change the fact that Ye Su himself is only at the Golden Core stage!

The attack he just made was his last resort, and it was unlikely that even a Nascent Soul stage monk at the same level as him could block it, let alone the Golden Core stage.

Even if someone with extraordinary talent can block it, they will definitely suffer heavy losses.

But the situation before him now is... Even though Ye Su doesn't seem to be in good condition, it's all caused by his previous attacks. As for the final attack that he put all his strength into, it obviously didn't hurt Ye Su.

cause any harm.

Such a result is undoubtedly due to the sudden appearance of this figure that blocked all attacks!

What made the middle-aged man even more frightened was that this sudden figure could not have just arrived, otherwise he would definitely feel something if the blood mist area he had arranged was invaded by outsiders.

In other words, this figure should have been nearby from the beginning to the end, but he never noticed it at all!

If the other party is able to do this, I am afraid that it has surpassed the realm of Yuanying...above Nascent Soul...that is the virtual realm!

The middle-aged man vaguely felt that he might have stung a big hornet's nest, and this was despite the fact that he had a chance to avoid redemption just now...

"Uncle Master, how should we deal with this person? Kill him directly? Or imprison him first?"

The middle-aged man's inquiry did not receive any answer, but at the same time he heard something that he could not understand.

"Just kill them. The killings required in the process of cultivating blood infants are too serious. There is no meaning for such people to live. If it weren't for the fact that such aspiring cultivators who are eager for quick success have appeared continuously for thousands of years, the monastic world would not be the same.

It may become more and more withered. The fate of heaven and earth is free from its vitality, and the planet under our feet is by no means dead. If all the ascetics in the ascetic world can always adhere to the right path, what will happen to the ascetics' path of asceticism?

It gets narrower and narrower as you go.”

Ye Su finally managed to stand up straight and spoke.

Then the middle-aged man's eyes blurred, and he instinctively wanted to ask for mercy, but before he could say anything, he felt his neck being pinched by a big hand, and then his body was under the power of that big hand.

Suspended out of thin air!

The aura in the body was barely gathered again. Although with such a sudden contact, one could clearly feel that the gap between them was as vast as the sea of ​​​​stars, but at the moment of life and death, the middle-aged man could not sit still and wait for death.

However, the middle-aged man then discovered in despair that he had lost control of his body. In addition to his brain being able to maintain normal thinking ability, his sense of all vitality in his body was directly cut off by external forces!

"Void...Void Realm!"

The middle-aged man uttered a few words with difficulty.

"That's right, one of your previous guesses was right. We are from Yuanzong, so your death was not unjust."

After the God of Cookery finished speaking calmly, he poured out his energy. The middle-aged man controlled by him instantly expanded into a ball, and then exploded with a bang!

Not only did the body die, but even the consciousness was completely destroyed, and the real soul was completely destroyed!

Until the moment before his death, the thoughts that flashed through the middle-aged man's mind had nothing to do with fear. However, after hearing the God of Cookery admit his identity as Yuan Zong, the middle-aged man actually felt that... he could

It is not unjust to die in the hands of Yuan Zong...

With the death of the middle-aged man, the thick blood mist around him dissipated in an instant.

Everything around him returned to normal and returned to the appearance of the village entrance.

Li Mengmeng was standing about a few dozen meters away from where the battle took place. It seemed that with the death of the middle-aged man, the restraint originally imposed on Li Mengmeng also dissipated.

At this time, dozens of ordinary villagers have gathered at the entrance of the village. Most of those villagers are old people, and there are also some children among them.

The battle between Ye Su and the middle-aged man was very loud, especially before the battle started. There was also a sound that could be heard clearly by the whole village, so it is normal for it to attract so many villagers.

.

"The God of Cookery, influence their memories of today and try to make them forget everything about today."

Ye Su said, watching the God of Cookery run away, Ye Su then walked to Li Mengmeng's side.

"How are you? How do you feel physically? Are there any problems?"

"No."

Li Mengmengyou shook her head, looking at Ye Su's embarrassed look, she reached out and touched Ye Su's cheek with some distress, and then continued: "You came in time, that guy didn't have time to do anything to me.

.Are you okay? Looking at you like this, you seem to be seriously injured."

"It's okay. I just used him to test my combat effectiveness. This can actually be regarded as an injury caused by myself. Let's go. Since it's okay, let's go back to Qingjiang first. They are very worried about you in Qiu, and we didn't report your disappearance.

I told your family because I'm afraid your parents will worry."

Ye Su said.

Li Mengmeng naturally had no objection.

"As for Lin Dongsheng's matter, I will call Secretary Qin and let Secretary Qin personally handle it. Although you were hijacked by Lin Dongsheng this time, the other party's real goal is actually

It's me, you can only be regarded as an innocent disaster. It seems that I have to give the other party a profound lesson.

Training is enough, at least to make them have more scruples when they attack me again in the future. This plan is actually a kind of temptation for me. It would be good to kill me, but if they can't kill me, the other party will definitely

I will use this to make adjustments. Some people want to kill me, but I can’t let them be happy..."

Ye Su said with a stern expression.

Li Mengmeng nodded as if she understood.


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