"Uh...ah!"

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream, as if someone was undergoing Lingchi's torture.

The tabletop in front of Zhao Chu shattered into pieces, and Ning Tianjiang was directly blasted ten meters away by the strong wind and hit the wall hard. His internal organs were churning, and his spiritual sea was shaking.

With the next breath, he opened his eyes and almost fainted from shock.

With a circle measuring thirty thousand square meters as the center, no vegetation grew within ten meters. Everything, including tables, chairs and benches, were torn into pieces by the strong wind, spinning around him like a hurricane.

In front of Fang Sanwan, the King of Society had a dark mask and his hair was flying. He stretched out one hand and released a purple energy from his palm, which was imprinted on Fang Sanwan's chest.

"Oh my God, what's going on? Is the King of Society trying to kill Fang Sanwan? He can't be a fake King of Society."

Ning Tianjiang's heart was beating wildly.

At the same time, Fang Sanwan's clothes suddenly shattered, and his skin was covered with dark purple chain tattoos... yes, it was a tattoo, a vivid tattoo.

Ning Tianjiang took a quick look and saw that the chains were densely packed, with more than a hundred in total.

Even Fang Sanwan's face was covered with chains, and his pupils were full of shadows of chains.

At this time, Fang Sanwan's screams became even more pitiful, like a prisoner covered in wounds who was thrown into the salt pond and kept rolling.

"What, it's not a tattoo? What is that?"

Ning Tianjiang swallowed hard and spit.

Fang Sanwan's skin stirred, and his blood seemed to be flowing in waves, swimming back and forth under his skin... At the same time, those extremely realistic chain tattoos slowly emerged, glowing with a gloomy light.

Although he has never been to hell, Ning Tianjiang can confirm that this is the torture from hell.

Thousands of chains swam back and forth, like snakes and nets, making the area so airtight that even the skin could not be seen.

"Breaking the Seal!"

At this time, Zhao Chu's pupils turned cold and he shot out a spell from his palm.

Boom!

Behind him, three hundred grains of golden dust spread like a peacock's tail, spreading behind Zhao Chu's head like a Buddha's spiritual wheel.

Magnetic gold dust.

This is a magic weapon that Mo Yihan condensed with essence and blood. The sealing chain is too strong, and only this magic weapon can break it.

"go!"

The golden dust gathered into a golden river, directly sweeping up thirty thousand people.

Like locusts swarming the world, chains were being broken one after another... Fang Sanwan's voice was hoarse in pain, and his pupils were scarlet and about to burst.

"Break it for me, keep breaking it!"

Thanks to Zhao Chu and Zixia Linghai, the spiritual power is surging. How could anyone else control this foundation-building magic weapon?

But even Zhao Chu was still sweating profusely and constantly challenging his limits.

20 percent!

40 percent!

79%!

Zhao Chu flicked his fingers, and several Qi Haidan flew into his mouth.

Under the influence of 300 grains of magnetic gold dust, 89% of the sealing chain has been broken.

"It's almost time, hold on!"

Breaking the seal was like peeling skin and cramping. Fang Sanwan was so painful that he suffocated, and his internal organs were spasmed to the point of displacement. If it weren't for the protection of his exquisite body with nine orifices, he would have been a corpse ten minutes ago.

Zhao Chu's palms flew, the elements under the sea of ​​pills continued to vibrate, and the power of essence and blood erupted one after another.

Although he was helping Fang Thirty Thousand to break the seal, Zhao Chu actually felt more integrated with the elements under extreme damage, and even Mo Yihan's essence and blood became less repulsive.

"What the hell is this doing?"

Ning Tianjiang huddled in the corner, Zhao Chu blocked the road, and he couldn't run out, so he could only watch in fear.

99%!

Finally, the chains binding Fang Sanwan disintegrated one after another and turned into messy ashes.

The former's body seemed to have been completely transformed, with a warm luster permeating it from the inside to the outside, like a piece of uncut jade that could only be found in a century.

"The last one...break it for me..."

Zhao Chu clenched his teeth tightly, and the chain that sealed Fang Sanwan's pupils suddenly broke.

I was so angry that I was shocked.

The dragon roars and the waves roll.

Fang Sanwan's eyelids suddenly opened and the seal was unlocked. In his scarlet pupils, it seemed as if two giant blood dragons were roaring, finally escaping from hell and roaring for ninety thousand miles.

At this moment, he was floating in mid-air, with his long hair flying, like a devil in the world, and the air waves were rolling and superimposed, like a giant whale swallowing the sea, one wave superimposed on another.

"receive!"

Zhao Chu put away the magic formula, and the magnetic gold dust returned to the Qiankun Ring.

Bang!

At the same time, Fang Sanwan suddenly fell to the ground, and when he stepped down with the sole of his foot, the earth suddenly collapsed, the ground cracked, and the cracks spread dozens of meters away.

Boom, boom!

Ning Tianjiang looked at the cracks spreading under his feet, and was so shocked that he had already forgotten to breathe.

"Brother Society King, what is going on?"

After Zhao Chu finished his work, Ning Tianjiang took a deep breath and asked quickly.

"Look carefully, next is the moment to witness a miracle."

Zhao Chu also retreated to the corner with a smile on his lips.

"Miracle?"

Ning Tianjiang was stunned.

Boom!

Sure enough, with the next breath, the sky and the earth roared, the dust stirred, and the spiritual power swirled... This was the vision of a monk in the Qi Refining Realm making a breakthrough.

"Breakthrough?"

Ning Tianjiang was stunned.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

However, before he could recover, there were three loud noises in succession.

The fifth level of Qi refining.

In just a few moments, Fang Sanwan broke through to the fifth level of Qi Refining, and his strong spiritual pressure caused the walls in the distance to be covered with cracks, like spider webs.

"What's going on? This is impossible!"

Ning Tianjiang exclaimed.

It goes against common sense.

"The fun has just begun."

Zhao Chu patted the latter on the shoulder.

Boom!

Boom!

Sure enough, with the next breath, Fang Sanwan's body once again erupted into a flash flood and tsunami-like wave, like a volcanic eruption that had been suppressed for a hundred thousand years, causing the world to change color.

Seventh level!

This is the seventh level of Qi refining.

"You have practiced for less than three years and reached the seventh level of Qi refining? This is already the strength of the nine major sects... With such a talent, Fang Sanwan is hiding in the small Tianci Sect. What on earth is he going to do?"

Ning Tianjiang was stunned.

Boom!

However, he was not given a chance to relax at all.

The eighth level of pressure caused a thatched house to collapse, and Fang Thirty Wan's whole body seemed to be burning with blazing fire, making the earth blazing.

The eighth level of Qi refining!

Ning Tianjiang sat down on the ground, trembling all over and tongue-tied.
To be continued...