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Chapter 369

Wang Qiankun clapped his hands and sent a signal.

"Whoosh...whoosh..." More than a dozen experts from the Wang family rushed in like lightning and stood around Wang Qiankun. Gao Meng's master, Chi Xuanzi, was also inside.

"Quack...Wang Qiankun, experts like you are just lowly ants in my eyes. It just so happens that my wife is hungry, so I will let you, experts in nursing home, be my wife's snacks." That weird and terrifying one

The sound came again, and the whole space went dark again. The temperature continued to drop. Snow and frost were flying. Two groups of strange cold lights, one black and one red, kept changing their shapes and emitted a shrill scream. They rushed into the hall and threw themselves at each other.

To those masters.

Gao Peng stared at the strange cold light in those two days, and his consciousness swept over it.

"Bobo..." As soon as Gao Peng's consciousness touched those two groups of strange cold lights, he was directly bounced back.

Gao Peng was shocked that his consciousness could not sweep away those two groups of cold light.

What are these two strange cold lights?

"Whoosh whoosh..." Two groups of cold light, one black and one red, rushed in front of those masters in an instant.

"Looking for death..." The leading master shouted loudly, and a sword beam flew out, twisting towards the black cold light.

"Boom... click..." The man's sword light just hit the black cold light of the knife. The sword light paused, and the sword god was suddenly covered with frost. With a click, it broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

This black light actually froze the flying sword to pieces.

"Whoosh..." The black light was as fast as lightning, and it instantly flew around the master and the other three masters.

The masters had no time to dodge. They let out a muffled groan and froze. They were instantly frozen into lumps of ice and fell down.

"Boom..." With a muffled sound, these people were like pieces of porcelain, bursting open and falling into pieces.

"Whoosh..." The red light followed closely, circling around like a poisonous snake, and everyone's fragments were sucked into the blood-red cold light.

"Creak, crunch..." The creepy chewing sound came from the blood-red cold light, making everyone's hair stand on end and their scalps numb.

That strange red light actually ate up the broken bodies of these people.

"Quack...it tastes good, but it's a bit old and immortal. The two younger ones, white and tender, must be delicious. Go kill them quickly, I'm going to eat them." Monster.

The red light let out a sharp howl.

"Okay, I'll freeze them to pieces." Heimang let out a howl and immediately rushed in front of Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili.

The temperature in the entire hall was extremely low. Although Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili were both at the Xuanhua Realm, their lips were blue from the cold and their whole bodies were shaking.

Xiao Feng knew that these two strange cold glows were really terrifying. Just as she was about to pull her granddaughter and grandson away, the terrifying black glow had already rushed towards them.

"Are you Zhao Wuji? Don't hurt my grandson and granddaughter." Wang Qiankun screamed, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he blocked Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili.

The Black Evil Zhao Wuji and the Blood Evil Chen Jiaojiao are the two most evil masters of the Zhao family. Both of them have practiced the Cold Evil Nether Demonic Art. This cold evil Netherworld Demonic Art can emit extremely cold and extremely low cold air, and can instantly

Freeze people to pieces.

Thirty years ago, Wang Qiankun had a grudge against them. Wang Qiankun punched Zhao Wuji and broke his arm.

"Quack, quack, Wang Qiankun, you still know me. You punched me back then. Thirty years later, I remember you all the time. Hehe, your Wang family no longer has the dragon talisman. Today, you are dead.

Wang Qiankun screamed violently, his white hair rose into the sky, and he punched Zhao Wuji.

Wang Qiankun's skill had advanced to the Great Dao realm. As soon as he punched out, a dazzling black light, like a dazzling thunder and lightning, made a buzzing roar like a thunderbolt and hit Zhao Wuji's black cold light.

Zhao Wuji did not show up, and the terrifying black light suddenly surged, emitting a shrill scream, and crashed into Wang Qiankun's fist.

"Quack...Wang Qiankun, your skill has progressed too slowly. You are in the Great Dao realm. Now I am in the late stage of the Great Emperor realm, one level higher than you. You are dead today." The black light erupted from the mass.

The ear-piercing grin, the terrifying cold air, and the chill that would freeze everything, crashed into Wang Qiankun.

Almost at the same time, the blood-red cold light let out a shrill scream and rushed towards Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili.

"Boom..." With a dull explosion, Zhao Wuji's black light and Wang Qiankun's fist struck together, creating a violent explosion.

The terrifying blast of air shattered all the furniture in the hall and turned it into ashes.

"Hmph..." Wang Qiankun grunted, and his body flew up directly, spraying blood in mid-air, his whole body was covered with a layer of white frost, and he hit the wall of the hall at high speed.

"Whoosh..." A figure flashed and caught Wang Qiankun who had hit the wall.

Wang Qiankun's body was almost frozen and seriously injured. If his body hit the wall, his fate would be sealed.

Wang Qiankun's skill level is one level different from that of Zhao Wuji, and he is no match for Zhao Wuji at all.

Zhao Wuji's chilling ghostly cold energy has frozen Wang Qiankun's true energy.

Just when Wang Qiankun closed his eyes in despair, he suddenly felt that a figure flashed, and he was caught by someone. The person pressed his palm on the back of his heart, and a warm current of warmth and Yimu spiritual energy rushed in.

The frozen body became softer, and the damaged meridians healed quickly.

Someone saved me? Who is this person?

Wang Qiankun looked up and exclaimed: "Gao Peng...it's you."

While the old man exclaimed, his eyes became moist.

Wang Qiankun never imagined that the person who saved him would be Gao Peng, his own grandson, who had been wronged here.

Over there, a cold blood light emitted a blood-curdling scream and crashed into Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili.

Xiao Feng shouted loudly and stopped in front of his grandson and granddaughter. He flipped his palm and used a dazzling huge flying sword to strike at the strange blood glow.

But the blood demon Chen Jiaojiao's skill was too high, and Xiao Feng was no match for Chen Jiaojiao. The terrifying blood light was like a heavy hammer, slamming into Xiao Feng's flying sword.

"Crack..." Xiao Feng's flying sword was directly smashed into pieces, and the extremely cold blood-red light hit Xiao Feng's chest.

"Save quickly..." Wang Qiankun wanted Gao Peng to save Xiao Feng, but it was too late.

"Boom...ah!" Xiao Feng let out a shrill scream, and his body was immediately frozen and hit the wall.

"Grandma..." Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili shouted in unison and rushed towards Xiao Feng who fell on the ground.

"Quack...go to hell..." The blood demon Chen Jiaojiao transformed into a blood glow and instantly rushed behind Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili.

"Save your brother and sister quickly." Wang Qiankun shouted immediately.

Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili are older.

Gao Peng didn't come to save Xiao Feng, he wanted to save Wang Qiankun. Psychologically, Gao Peng didn't want to save the sarcastic Xiao Feng. Now, Wang Qiankun asked him to save Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili.

Gao Peng hesitated for a moment, then struck it with one palm.

Although Wang Zhihao and Wang Zhili are selfish and greedy, they are a family after all, and Gao Peng cannot bear to make his grandfather sad.

Gao Peng struck with his palm, and a blazing purple flame made an ear-splitting roar and struck directly on Chen Jiaojiao's blood.

"The Purple Flame Rising Sun...retreat quickly..." Zhao Wuji practiced the extremely cold and extremely dark Netherworld Cold Evil Technique. What he feared most about this cold magical power was the strange flames in the world of cultivation.

Zhao Wuji had long known about the various raging flames in the world of cultivation. When he saw it, this young man saved Wang Qiankun and struck his wife with a palm. The flames in his palm turned out to be bright purple. He recognized it at a glance.

This blazing flame is the Purple Flame Rising Sun, one of the ten most extraordinary fires in the world of cultivation.

Although this young man had just advanced to the Great Dao Realm, the powerful aura and terrifying murderous aura emanating from him made Zhao Wuji feel a sense of danger that palpitated his heart.

Zhao Wuji knew something was wrong. While he asked his wife to retreat, a terrifying black sword light flew out and struck Gao Peng in the face.

As soon as the black sword light struck out, Gao Peng felt his mind being violently shaken, and his soul was being torn outward crazily by a terrifying and strange force.

Gao Peng snorted coldly and directly held out the Thunder God Altar, blocking it in front of him.

"Boom..." There was a loud explosion, and Gao Peng's purple flame sunburst struck the blood glow like lightning.

"Crack...ah" The light of the blood glow suddenly dimmed, and it was split into four pieces, revealing a strange old woman in a red robe with thick makeup on her face.

"Pfft..." The old woman opened her mouth and spat out a stream of blood.

Even a master at the late stage of the Great Emperor Realm cannot withstand Gao Peng's Five Elements Palm, not to mention that Chen Jiaojiao is only at the early stage of the Great Emperor Realm.

Chen Jiaojiao knew that she was seriously injured.

The old woman screamed and saw a terrible flame rushing towards her. She was so frightened that she turned around and wanted to escape, but Gao Peng's powerful domain and Dao Yun restrained her tightly.

"Poof!" The terrifying purple flames hit her body.

Chen Jiaojiao suddenly turned into a ball of purple flames and let out a shrill scream.

"Boom...boom..." Zhao Wuji's Soul-Splitting Sword hit Gao Peng's Thunder God Altar and bounced out.

When Zhao Wuji saw Chen Jiaojiao surrounded by the purple flames, his face suddenly turned pale. With a howl, he rushed towards Gao Peng, shook his hand, and saw thousands of densely packed black flying insects with a pair of blood-red teeth.

He rushed towards Gao Peng's face.

As soon as this flying insect flew out, its terrifying fangs bit violently, and terrifying space cracks opened where the flying insect bit.

The space where it was bitten disappeared without a trace after opening terrifying cracks, becoming a space collapse.

Seeing this scene, Gao Peng's hair stood on end and his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.

Wang Qiankun was even more frightened and looked desperate.

"Space Devouring Worm!" Gao Peng shouted and struck out with his palm again.

This is an extremely terrifying space-devouring insect. This terrifying insect will disappear whatever it bites.

Five dazzling tornadoes, wrapped in a red and white flame bead, roared like thunder, burst out from Gao Peng's palm, and twisted towards those terrifying space-devouring insects.

When Zhao Wuji saw the five tornadoes sent by Gao Peng, wrapped in the flaming bead, his face showed a look of shock, greed, and despair.

"Fire Flame Origin Bead!"

Zhao Wuji howled, turned around and ran away. (To be continued)


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