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Chapter 31 The Hand of God

"What if I don't join?" Yan Bei looked at Hall Master Wu with some curiosity.

"Don't you want to join?" Hall Master Wu's face instantly turned cold, and then he raised his hand slightly, and the men in black robes instantly surrounded Yan Bei!

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to leave here alive today!"

If a person with strong mental power cannot be obtained, there will only be destruction!

For Yan Bei, Hall Master Wu dare not let him go easily. After all, if such a strong man has malicious intentions, it will be a devastating blow to the Blood God Sect!

At this moment, the remaining elders and disciples of the Qingyun Sect on the ground were also looking at Yan Bei motionlessly.

No one interfered with Yan Bei's choice.

Although Yan Bei's joining the Blood God Cult can buy them a way to survive, but is there a coward among the people present?

For them, Mr. Wolong's action was regarded as repaying the sect with his utmost benevolence and righteousness.

Now when faced with this choice, they can only wait. No matter what the outcome is, they will support the peerless genius from Qingyun Sect!

"Have you thought about it? Should you join or..."

Hall Master Wu's body slowly rose into the air, and the aura on his body became more and more terrifying, and the men in black robes also released their auras with all their strength.

The whole world was shaken by strong winds, as if the end of the world was coming, which shocked people.

They are putting pressure on Yan Bei. There is a mentally strong man that the Blood God Sect really doesn’t want to miss!

At this moment, Yan Bei, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke again: "I have thought about it."

When the Martial Hall Master heard this, he immediately looked overjoyed, "Congratulations to you for joining me as the Blood God..."

Before he could finish speaking.

A cold voice came out.

"I have thought about it, and I will kill you all here to pay homage to the souls of the two thousand disciples of my Qingyun Sect!" Yan Bei's voice was like a cold winter wind, and an icy chill instantly rose from the soles of his feet!

Hall Master Wu took a deep breath, his face turned a little blue, "In that case, kill!"

He gave an order, and all the men in black robes rushed towards Yanbei instantly, and countless magic spells came towards Yanbei like a violent storm!

"Mr. Wolong, be careful!"

Seeing such a terrifying scene, Qimeng's beautiful eyes were filled with shock, and her pretty face instantly turned pale.

Not only her, but everyone present could not help but change their expressions.

Facing this level of attack, even the Hall Master would be overwhelmed!

However, Yan Bei's expression did not change at this moment.

Faced with this storm-like attack, he was not at all anxious.

I saw Xu Yanbei slowly stretched out his right palm and pressed it into the void!

"Hand of God!!"

His eyes were sharp, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body!

boom!

Suddenly, the sky seemed to shatter, revealing a terrifying black hole, and a big golden hand poked out of it!

At this moment, the countless magic techniques that were blasted towards Yanbei instantly turned into clouds and smoke, all dissipating between heaven and earth!

An even more terrifying aura suddenly descended, instantly suppressing everyone present to the ground!

Even Hall Master Wu, who was at the peak of the Yuanshen Realm, was suppressed and half-knelt in the void. His face changed wildly and he stared at the big golden hand above the sky!

This is the newly acquired magical skill, the Hand of God!

"This...what is this!"

Hall Master Wu looked at the golden palm above his head with a somewhat frightened expression.

Qingyun, Qimeng and others' mouths seemed like they could fit an egg into their mouths at this moment, which shocked them greatly.

This kind of terrifying coercive aura is simply unprecedented!

Under this power, Qingyun, who was in the Yuanshen realm, felt like an ant watching a god king!

"town!"

Yan Bei looked extremely indifferent and uttered one word again.

boom!

The big golden hand moved a little closer downwards, and suddenly the pressure on the field increased dramatically!

boom!

A black-robed man at the second level of the Soul Realm could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure and exploded into a ball of blood mist!

The veins on the Martial Hall Master's forehead were bulging and cold sweat was pouring down. He stared at the mysterious man in front of him with a fearful expression. He could sense that there was no mental power mixed in this terrifying big hand.

This is the purest form of martial arts pressure!

He couldn't help but look horrified, this mysterious man was not only mentally terrifying.

His martial arts cultivation was beyond their comprehension. He even had a vague feeling that even the leader of the Blood God Sect might not be his opponent!

Hall Master Wu felt extremely regretful in his heart. What kind of monster had they provoked?

"Sir... let me go! I am the leader of the Blood God Church. If I die, the Blood God Church will definitely not let it go!" Hall Master Wu said with great difficulty. This pressure is really terrifying.

, it was difficult for him to even speak!

"Blood God Cult?"

Yan Bei read silently and frowned slightly.

"Yes, if you kill me, the Blood God Sect will definitely avenge me! Why don't you let me go now, I promise to pretend that nothing happened!" Hall Master Wu looked shocked and said quickly.

Yan Bei stared at Hall Master Wu, with a flash of hesitation in his heart.

indeed!

If he kills this person, the Blood God Sect behind him will definitely not let go of the Qingyun Sect.

but...

The next second, Yan Bei's eyes became firm.

"Die!"

Yan Bei clenched his palm suddenly, and the big golden hand acted like his!

boom!

The space suddenly exploded, Hall Master Wu and the men in black robes exploded together instantly, and blood filled the void!

The eyes of everyone in the Qingyun Sect were twitching at this moment. After this battle, they knew that they and others seemed to have completely underestimated Mr. Wolong's cultivation before.

Even a strong man at the peak of the Yuanshen Realm was crushed to death at will like a three-year-old child in his hands!

They can guarantee that this is the most terrifying battle scene they have ever seen.

The sky above Qingyun Sect.

Yan Bei stood quietly, not leaving immediately, but looking at the blood on the ground.

Although he killed the Martial Hall Master, the Blood God Sect will definitely take revenge.

But Yan Bei knew better. If these people were released today, wouldn't the Blood God Sect make a comeback?

"Oh...it's really troublesome!" Yan Bei sighed softly.

Thinking of the fact that people would come to Qingyun Sect from time to time in the future to seek revenge, Yan Bei felt a headache.

It would be too uncomfortable if the Qingyun Sect was wiped out by someone after just retreating to a distant place.

"That's all, that's all..."

Yan Bei frowned and shook his head slightly.

"Instead of worrying about someone coming to take revenge all day long, I would rather go and destroy this Blood God Cult myself!"

Yan Bei murmured to himself, and then took a step forward, turning into a horizontal thunder and disappearing directly into Qingyun Sect.

Qingyun and others stared dumbly at the terrifying figure retreating.

"Gulu!"

Everyone couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking horrified.

"Did I hear correctly just now?" Feng Han couldn't help but ask at this moment.

Everyone in the Qingyun Sect nodded cooperatively, "You heard that right, he really went to the Blood God Sect..."

"Our Qingyun Sect... really has a dragon!"

Qingyun's eyes were shocked as he looked at the figure in the distance that had long since disappeared into the sky.


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