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Chapter 1223: Two sleeves are clear... fart

 "I asked you people, can you change some new words before you die? You are always screaming, no... no, I won't kill you if you don't want me? You might as well change it to Yami Die next time, oh,

There won’t be a next time.”

Xiang Chen complained, showing no mercy in his hands, and then he punched and destroyed him.

With a bang, the frozen space instantly shattered.

"Ah... little beast, you have to die a good death! Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go."

As the Crazy Leopard screamed, his body collapsed, and the ice turned into minced meat.

The body of the crazy leopard is destroyed, and the soul baby wants to escape.

"Sorry, ghosts are also under my jurisdiction. You are not qualified to be a ghost."

Xiang Chen sneered, and a majestic black energy swept out of his body.

The moon charm wrapped around Crazy Leopard's soul baby, and Crazy Leopard's soul baby was swallowed up amidst the screams.

But people only heard the screams of ghosts and wolves, and they didn't know what happened.

But from the sound, I knew something was wrong with Kuangbao.

Xianyu Touman, Tuoba Yanxiong's face was extremely ugly.

?????There is no doubt that the Crazy Leopard is also dead.

The black fog dissipated, and there were no bodies on the ground.

The Corpse Collection Team, Yue Mei, Kun Ling, and Sky Swallowing Vine will naturally leave nothing behind.

Xiang Chen walked out of the black mist.

"Senior Brother Tang is out."

"Where's the crocodile man? He's gone?"

"Idiot, I must have been dealt with by Senior Brother Tang, there won't be any scum left."

"Senior Brother Tang is domineering!"

The disciples of the Tyrant Sect cheered loudly, and the eyes of countless people became hot.

They are all monks in their youngest age, worshiping heroes and the strong.

But in Xiang Chen's mind, he was secretly studying the memory of Kuangbao's soul fed back by Yue Mei.

Dark atomization technique, this is incredible, it is also a dark magic technique.

It can turn people into black mist, and the ultimate practice can cover thousands of miles. In the black mist, other people's vision and soul perception will be useless.

People can also hide in atomization and assassinate others.

It's a wonderful technique, but its shortcomings are not small. If someone finds out its traces, the powerful magic power of the ice attribute can seal the body in ice and fog.

It's somewhat similar to Void Technique, but it's far less mysterious than Void Technique.

"Haha, good boy, give us Thunder Blade Peak a face." The leader of Thunder Blade Peak laughed loudly and patted Xiang Chen on the shoulder.

Most of the other elders looked at Xiang Chen with kind eyes. Some of them were jealous of the talents, but they were also amiable on the surface.

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life." Xiang Chen ignored the ugly faces of the Crocodile Tribe envoys and saluted his second senior sister with a fist in the air.

"Yes, one million meritorious deeds will be awarded to Tang Yu's account." The leader of the Zijin clan just nodded calmly and gave instructions to the elders around him.

The leader of the Zijin Sect looked at the people in the envoy group and said calmly: "Dear guests, can the younger generation of our sect still have the eyes of the Dharma? Tang Yu is just an ordinary core disciple of our sect, and the top eight core disciples of our sect are still

Not taken action yet."

Xianyu Touman, Tuoba Yanxiong, all the crocodile messengers had burning faces.

For Sect Master Zijin to ask this question is undoubtedly a slap in their face.

Tuoba Yanxiong said calmly: "The Tyrant Sect of the human race is worthy of producing many talented people. I can't help admiring you. There is evil in this friend. You must have practiced evil."

He sensed the residual ghostly energy from Yue Mei's previous appearance.

For all life monks, ghost cultivation in the underworld is an evil way, and almost everyone will kill it if they find it.

"Could it be that the seventeenth prince's nose is suffering from chronic rhinitis? Is it evil? I think I smell good."

Xiang Chen lifted up his sleeve and smelled it, and smelled his own creaking smell.

Eh...but it smells pretty good, after all, he is a Taoist.

"Smell it, are there any evil spirits?" Xiang Chen raised his armpit and moved it towards Yanxiong's nose.

Immediately, the pores in the creaking nest mobilized the flavor in the Gumen small intestine to spread from here.

Poof...a fart, directly transferred from the armpit to Takuba Yanxiong's face.

Tuoba Yanxiong's face turned black, as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Really, it smells good." Xiang Ergou asked with a sinister smile, Tuoba Yanxiong's heart was filled with ten thousand alpacas running through the red light.

"Okay, Xiaojiu...cough, Tang Yu, please step back."

Sect Leader Zijin couldn't stand it any longer and asked Xiang Chen to step back.

As for Xiang Chen's ghostly aura, no one in Yinfeng would be surprised and would find it abnormal. After all, he has practiced the Forbidden Code of Underworld.

"yes."

Xiang Chen waved his sleeves, and the fart smell spread out from both sleeves, releasing the people surrounding the crocodile envoys, and then retreated.

"vomit……"

"Damn it, this kid is too much. How can he be so shameless?"

The crocodile tribe's envoys, who had a keen sense of smell, retched.

Someone's sleeves are refreshing, but this one's sleeves are smoky!

He carries the blood of the demon clan, but he doesn’t do demon things.

There are no human souls and no human affairs.

You can’t be a bitch when you’re a demon

You can't be too arrogant in your life.

Xiang Chen left with his sleeves cleared and waved his sleeves, leaving behind a smell of farts.

"We have met the disciples of your sect, let's talk about it later, let's go!"

Tuoba Yanxiong walked directly to their spirit ship with a dark face.

"I won't send it away." Sect Master Zijin said indifferently, but also extremely forcefully.

The crocodile people left, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Sect Master, this crocodile tribe should be wiped out to make people feel at ease!"

There are also elders who take the lead in the battle, who are ambitious and have a strong will to fight.

"Most of our troops are now on another battlefield. If the dog is anxious, he will jump over the wall. If the crocodile tribe is anxious, they will fight back at all costs. They will drag all our remaining troops into the quagmire of war. In the end, others will benefit." The more sensible one.

The elder said.

"That's right, the Lingmo Sect, the Alchemy Cauldron Sect, and the Sky Demon Sect, which are ambitious and want to rise, are not fuel-efficient lamps."

Most elders still take a long-term view and do not recommend an all-out war with the Crocodile Tribe.

"Let's talk about this after the Troll War is over."

Sect Master Zijin said indifferently, turned and left.

Her attitude also showed that now is not the time to deal with the Crocodile Tribe.

Xiang Chen returned to Chilian Mountain and taught his two disciples, Amo and Xilin, how to practice and pointed out what they didn't understand.

Naturally, Amoxilin also saw the domineering power of her master. She admired her so much that she was determined to become stronger and could not discredit her master.

After the two people's physiques were improved, their cultivation talents have naturally improved a lot. And in such a good cultivation environment, their early cultivation speed may be faster than Xiang Chen before.

At night, the stars and the moon gather together!

Xiang Chen, more than twenty brothers from Yanhuang gathered together.

When Xiang Chen talked about Shura, he also surprised the Yanhuang brothers that such a powerful clan was hiding.

"According to the information I know now, although the Shura clan follows the path of killing and fighting, it prohibits such brutal massacres. Now Su Lige has betrayed the ancestral precepts of this clan and is so heartless. I'm afraid there will be many more people in the world in the future.

A big cancer."

Xiang Chen said with squinted eyes, his expression solemn.

The Shura bloodline, like them, does not belong to this low-plane bloodline.

In the Demon Way, if you become mad and mad, you can also practice in this way, but Xiang Chen has always restrained his people, except for enemies, not to waste, and they all practice on their own.


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