Qiao Ye's whole body was shrouded in black smoke. When he opened his mouth, black smoke overflowed from Qiao Ye's vagina, giving him an extremely evil feeling.
Wu Junjie roared angrily, and the manifested Rakshasa people rushed towards Qiao Ye again, but at this moment...
"die!"
Qiao Ye shouted, and the black halberd in his hand swept forward fiercely. A Rakshasa had just arrived in front of Qiao Ye, and a black arc of light swept over it, and its body was cut into two pieces.
The next moment, Qiao Ye took a step, and the surrounding black smoke moved with Qiao Ye and blew forward. Then Qiao Ye's figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, Qiao Ye had already arrived at the other body.
Behind Rakshasa, then...
puff!
The sound of blood splattering suddenly sounded, and the Rakshasa's head flew into the air, and a column of blood spurted out from its empty neck.
Qiao Ye stood up straight, slowly bent her fingers, and then swept forward fiercely.
Boom!
After one blow, a bolt of thunder appeared, headed forward, shattering the ground continuously, directly entering the group of Rakshasa, and then exploded, blowing away the surrounding Rakshasa.
"Qiao Ye..."
Wu Junjie roared angrily and rushed towards Qiao Ye. After stamping the ground hard, he jumped up and landed in Qiao Ye's direction.
Boom!
The pair of ghost claws stretched forward and collided with the black halberd in Qiao Ye's hand, making a chiming sound.
Wu Junjie roared angrily, and the surrounding Rakshasa turned into phantoms, forming a huge grimace, and he opened his bloody mouth and bit into Qiao Ye.
Boom!
The moment the ghost face hit the ground, the ground exploded instantly, and even an area with a radius of about ten meters sank directly downwards, completely collapsing.
Wu Junjie laughed loudly and said: "You are worthy of fighting me!"
"Are you happy too early?"
But at this moment, Qiao Ye's voice sounded faintly. Wu Junjie was shocked and turned around to look. After a burst of black smoke passed by, Qiao Ye unexpectedly arrived behind Wu Junjie without knowing when.
boom!
Qiao Ye drew out his halberd and struck it directly on Wu Junjie's waist, making a cut on Wu Junjie's waist. Blood suddenly stained Wu Junjie's body red, and at the same time, he swept Wu Junjie away with the halberd.
The surrounding black smoke surged again. The moment the black smoke passed by Qiao Ye, Qiao Ye's figure disappeared again. When he appeared, he had already arrived at Wu Junjie's side.
Without giving Wu Junjie a chance to land, Qiao Ye held the halberd in both hands, rounded it, and then struck Wu Junjie hard with the halberd, sending Wu Junjie flying again.
boom!
Wu Junjie fell to the ground, and the Rakshasa shadow on his body could no longer be maintained. It became extremely dim and began to dissipate. Wu Junjie's physical body reappeared.
Struggling, Wu Junjie tried to get up from the ground, but his body tilted and fell back to the ground again. The strength in his body seemed to have been exhausted.
"You defeated a spiritual monk at the first level of the Spirit King Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 26,000 points."
Wu Junjie has been defeated!
The Rakshasa Heaven realm also began to collapse at this moment, so everything turned into nothingness and began to be shattered, like broken glass, starting to shatter.
Qiao Ye had no intention of stopping and pointed directly to the sky.
Boom!
In the sky, there was thunder again, and the thunder like a long dragon broke through the sky. Amidst the thunder, thunder continued to fall one after another, and continued to crash towards Wu Junjie.
Boom, boom, boom!
The thunderbolts fell continuously, destroying Wu Junjie's body.
"enough!"
Zhou Ziyang finally couldn't hold it anymore. He really didn't expect that even Wu Junjie was not Qiao Ye's opponent. This feeling even made Zhou Ziyang feel palpitations. You must know that Zhou Ziyang's cultivation level was much higher than Qiao Ye's.
While his heart was palpitating, Zhou Ziyang also acted decisively. Wu Junjie must not die. He is a figure who represents the future of the spiritual realm. Moreover, he comes from the Wu family with great reputation in the Tianying tribe, Wu Junjie's father, and even today.
One of the clan elders of the Ying tribe!
Wu Junjie was called here by Zhou Ziyang. If Wu Junjie died like this, Zhou Ziyang would definitely be blamed and even pay a heavy price. Zhou Ziyang could not afford to offend Wu Junjie's father.
Zhou Ziyang's figure flashed and quickly appeared on the scene. The moment the thunder fell, Zhou Ziyang rushed forward, intending to carry it down instead of Wu Junjie.
With such a move, Zhou Ziyang was instantly shocked!
Qiao Ye is only in the Martial King Realm, but Zhou Ziyang is a strong man in the Spiritual Emperor Realm. In martial terms, it is the Martial King Realm. This is a huge gap in realm!
In Zhou Ziyang's view, even if Qiao Ye is powerful, he is only at his age and with his current level of cultivation. It is still very easy for him to deal with the falling thunder.
However, when the thunder fell on Zhou Ziyang, Zhou Ziyang almost spit out fragrance. The thunder was like a heavy hammer and almost staggered Zhou Ziyang. Countless electric currents were like knives, cutting Zhou Ziyang apart.
Ziyang's body.
Even after the thunder fell, the scattered electric current penetrated into the body at the moment of contact, directly injuring the internal organs, making Zhou Ziyang feel that the internal organs were churning.
After enduring seven or eight thunderbolts in a row, Zhou Ziyang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
However, fortunately, relying on the advantage of his cultivation, Zhou Ziyang was able to withstand it.
But this was terrifying enough. The horror in Zhou Ziyang's heart was indescribable. He was at least a big step away. Qiao Ye actually injured himself. It was not just a skin injury. His whole body was burnt black by the thunder, and his internal organs were also constantly injured.
Zhou Ziyang suppressed the tremor so much that he didn't spit out the blood.
The moment the thunder dispersed, the green ghost turned into a figure and suddenly appeared, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at Zhou Ziyang coldly, obviously warning Zhou Ziyang not to take action against Qiao Ye!
"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Zhou Ziyang bit back and resolutely admitted, "It's our fault this time. I can apologize. You can make any demands, but please stop here."
Qing Gui glanced at Zhou Ziyang, and then said: "I have no say in this matter!"
Do you want to bow to a junior?
Zhou Ziyang gritted his teeth, and then said to Qiao Ye: "Qiao Ye, give me some face, I can apologize on their behalf, as long as this matter is settled like this, I promise that no one will trouble you again."
"You can be considered a senior after all, since you said so..."
Qiao Ye raised her eyelids, the thunder in the sky dispersed, and the Netherworld Demon Realm gradually disappeared...
Zhou Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief. The boy in front of him finally had some sense. If he wanted to cause trouble, he could wait until later. At least Wu Junjie should be saved first.
But at this time...
Qiao Ye's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened and sneered: "I still don't agree!"