When the new generation geniuses of the future temple on the side saw this scene, they couldn't help but be stunned. They couldn't believe that Han Jiulin not only cut off Ma Sanqiu's hands and feet, but also filled his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Ingested filthy feces!
In this way, even if Ma Sanqiu can save his life, I'm afraid Han Jiulin is also dead...
Although Huangfu Zhirou on the side felt that Han Jiulin's move was very relieving, she also felt that Han Jiulin had gone too far, so she couldn't help but persuade Han Jiulin:
"Jilin, with your current level of cultivation, it's still too late to escape. Otherwise, if I wait until the big brother of Ma Sanqiu gets here, I'm afraid..."
Han Jiulin stroked Huangfu Zhirou's cheek, and then said lightly:
"There's nothing to be afraid of. As long as I'm here, you don't have to worry."
"I'll be fine, and you won't suffer any grievances again."
As soon as Han Jiulin finished speaking, Ma Sanqiu, whose mouth exuded an extremely foul smell, stared at Han Jiulin with eyes wide open and yelled:
"You little bastard named Han, even if you want to run away now, it's too late!"
"I have crushed the warning rune and informed my elder brother. When my elder brother comes here, none of you bastards from the mysterious world will be able to leave alive!"
Han Jiulin snorted, his eyebrows slightly darkened, and he exerted some pressure from Hunyuan's divine power, suddenly crushing Ma Sanqiu's already dilapidated body into a puddle of flesh.
Ma Sanqiu's cultivation level is only at the peak of the ninth level of seeking Taoism. Naturally, there is no chance that he can withstand Han Jiulin's divine power and he is already dead.
When the boneless pugs on the side saw Han Jiulin's move, they were naturally horrified to the extreme.
"Han Jiulin! Do you know that now that you have killed Brother Sanqiu so quickly, you have caused great harm to us!"
"Do you know that the elder brother of the three-ball senior brother is a peerless master who has reached the ninth-grade quasi-god realm? He is the overlord on this planet. You blind little beast..."
Before the boneless pug could finish scolding him as "animal", Han Jiulin used the power of Hunyuan to crush his flesh and bones, and in the blink of an eye he was reduced to a puddle of flesh.
The group of pugs who were about to yell at Han Jiulin like him saw that Han Jiulin was so ruthless and decisive, so they naturally did not dare to seek death again, for fear of ending up like this man.
As for the new generation geniuses of the future temple who were imprisoned by Ma Sanqiu's Tao-seeking spiritual energy and whose mouths were sealed, although they felt that Han Jiulin's actions were very relieving, they also felt that he had gone too far.
Now that Ma Sanqiu has been humiliated and killed by Han Jiulin to the point where not even a single intact bone can be found, his brother, who is the overlord of this planet, will probably kill all of them.
Poor Huangfu Zhirou and An Yinhe had just escaped from Ma Sanqiu's clutches, but they were now in this desperate situation again.
"My young prince, Ma Sanqiu's biological eldest brother is really a master who has reached the realm of ninth-grade quasi-god. If he comes here, I'm afraid you will definitely die!"
"The situation is like this now. With your extraordinary speed, young prince, it is not difficult to escape. You still..."
Before An Yinhe could finish his words of persuasion, Han Jiulin shook his head slightly with a faint smile, and then said:
"Yinhe, don't worry."
"Since I dare to kill this bastard named Ma, I can definitely protect you two and the new generation of geniuses in the future temple."
An Yinhe already had a deep respect for Han Jiulin, but now that he saw Han Jiulin looking so calm and composed, he couldn't help but have no doubts anymore, so he didn't say anything more.
And those boneless pugs were secretly cursing Han Jiulin in their hearts that Han Jiulin really didn't know how to live or die, so it's okay for him to show off, and he brought everyone else to such a dead end!
Han Jiulin released his mental induction to investigate, and he realized that there was a ninth-grade quasi-god realm master leading four masters who were about second-grade to sixth-grade quasi-god realm cultivation, and they were speeding towards the direction of the future temple.
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Although he sensed this situation, Han Jiulin still looked confident.
Ever since he fought against Youye Er, one of the strongest members of the new generation of Mojing Sect, Han Jiulin has been able to roughly determine the level of combat power he can now exert.
Although this person's cultivation realm is also that of a ninth-grade quasi-god, the gap in combat power between those in the ninth-grade quasi-god realm is also vastly different.
Since this person is so unambitious and only dominates this remote planet, he would rather be a local overlord than seek progress. He joins the big forces in the eight star regions to obtain improvement resources. It can be seen that the combat power must be high.
Where to go.
"hateful!"
"You bunch of reckless people, how dare you kill my most beloved brother!"
"Okay, today none of you can leave alive. I will cut your bodies into thousands of pieces to pay homage to my brother's spirit in heaven!"
Ma Sanqiu's brother, that is, the master who has reached the ninth-grade quasi-god realm, after using his spiritual power to detect the situation in the future temple, he couldn't help but let out an angry roar, making the entire future temple violently
Vibrated.
The group of boneless pugs saw that the power exuded by this ninth-grade quasi-god realm powerhouse was so terrifying when he was furious. They couldn't help but tremble with fear, feeling that their death was imminent.
"Jilin, even if today's deadline is approaching, if I can die with you, I will have no regrets."
Although Huangfu Zhirou had great trust in Han Jiulin, the power that this peerless expert in the ninth-grade quasi-god realm exuded when he was furious was too terrifying, and she couldn't help but feel terrified.
"Zhirou, even if you and I are going to die together, we will have to wait until the universe is destroyed before I allow it."
"Before that, you and I must live well."
"Isn't he a master of the ninth-grade quasi-god realm?
Just stay here for a while, I'll be back soon."
When Han Jiulin opened his mouth, he first clasped his fingers with Huangfu Zhirou. After holding her hand tightly for a moment, he reluctantly let it go. Then he looked at Huangfu Zhirou and An Yinhe with an indifferent expression.
After one glance, Han Jiulin jumped up, turned into a silvery white thunder and rushed high into the sky, and suddenly disappeared.
After seeing Han Jiulin leave, the group of boneless pugs couldn't bear it anymore, and each of them began to ridicule and curse Han Jiulin.
"This little beast named Han actually dares to face Senior Brother Sanqiu's brother who has reached the ninth-grade quasi-god realm. He really doesn't know whether to live or die!"
"Even if this little bastard surnamed Han has already cultivated to the quasi-god realm, he must only be at the low-level quasi-god realm. If he wants to fight against the three-ball senior brother, he is simply throwing an egg at a stone."
"But if this man surnamed Han is not confident in dealing with Senior Brother Sanqiu's brother, why would he dare to kill Senior Brother Sanqiu and do it so ruthlessly?"