Chapter 424 A Deathly Strike

The real person is not a murderous person. He quickly put away the offensive and raised his voice to stop him, "Three elders, no, please listen to the words of the Lord!"

Just as the real person took back the Zhenli and stood in the air, the Wumeng smiled grimly, with a vicious look in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "How could I be so suicide? It's up to you!"

Wu Meng said, raised his hands, and a few black awns suddenly shot out of the sleeves, with a sharp roar, and ran straight to the face of the real person.

"Good old man, you are cheating!" Daquan Zhenren scolded angrily, but he didn't expect that Wumeng would have this move. He was caught off guard and had nowhere to hide, and there was no weapon in his hand, so he had to turn his palm into claws, full of real strength, and grab those black mangoes.

Who knew that those black awns had not yet shot in front of the Daquan Zhenren, and the "bangbang" burst out and turned into bursts of thick smoke, permeating in front of Daquan Zhenren.

"Brother Lu, be careful of the strangeness in the smoke!" At the distance of Feng Xiaotian, he has experienced the power of black smoke many times. He knows that there are often strange things in the black smoke. Now he uses it in the hands of these three elders, Wu Meng, and he doesn't know how many times it is.

At this time, Wumeng also took advantage of Daquan Zhenren to deal with the black smoke. At this time, his body flashed more than ten feet behind Daquan's real person, bulging up all the remaining true qi. The dust roots in his hand stood up, and it was like a steel needle directly inserted into Daquan Zhenren's vest.

At this moment, a proud smile has appeared on Wu Meng's face. In his heart, as long as he wins, it doesn't matter whether the means are bright or not. As long as this real person is solved, there is still room for redemption.

Feng Xiaotian was anxious when he saw this, and it was too late to help. There was a gloomy in his heart. The purple light flashed in his hand, and he secretly made up his mind that if the Daquan real person encountered something unexpected, even if he fought for a self-exploding, he would let Wumeng pay the price. In Feng Xiaotian's heart, the real person of Daquan was not just deep righteousness. The important brother is still an elder enough to rely on. If it hadn't been for the real person, I'm afraid he would still be an ignorant mountain teenager at this moment.

The real person of the Daquan laughed loudly: "Haha, how dare you use the carving bug's tricks to make a fool of yourself? The master of this church will open your eyes!"

Before Daquan's real voice fell, his outstretched hands suddenly became purple. The purple light came out of his hands, and his body rushed straight into the black smoke. The dazzling purple light was particularly dazzling in the black smoke. The rolling black smoke was forced by the purple light, and the real person who could not be approached at all. And the sneak attack of Wu Meng behind him was naturally empty.

Then, the remnants of the palms appeared all over the Daquan Zhenren's body at the same time, with purple light everywhere, reflecting the Da Daquan Zhenren like a god, and the rolling black smoke actually began to be recycled.

"Haha, the black witch teaches the black silk snake dance, which is nothing more than that. I have learned it today!" Daquan Zhenren laughed, and the purple light in his hand became more and more popular. Soon, he forced the black smoke to retreat. The black smoke gradually shrank back and was surrounded by the purple light emitted by Daquan Zhenren.

"Purple gold capture, the nemesis of all snakes!" Seeing this, Wu Meng's face suddenly looked like dead ashes, and a trace of despair rose from the bottom of his heart. What is the origin of the other party's wine power? Unexpectedly, he can capture the purple gold capture that has long been lost in the real world. This unique trick is the nemesis of all snakes. I have only seen it from the classics of the master. It warns the disciples of the black witch religion that once they meet the master who can use purple gold to capture the hand. Hand, you must retreat and don't fight with it. No wonder you must kill the other party so easily!

At this time, Feng Xiaotian knew what kind of purple gold capture his brother Lu used. It seemed to be powerful. In the future, he would definitely let him teach, and the black smoke attack method commonly used by the disciples of the Black Witch Sect turned out to be "Black Silk Snake Dance". No wonder he was fighting with Miao in the past. Now there will be endless little snakes flying in the black smoke. Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian couldn't help looking back at Miao Shuyue. Seeing that Miao Shuyue was also looking at himself infatuation, his eyes were close to each other. Miao Muyue's face turned red and his head hung down.

Feng Xiaotian suddenly remembered a question that scared him. Where were the little snakes hidden on Miao Kuyue's body? Why didn't he find it when he was happy with him? Was there a place for storage or hidden in a corner of his body? Thinking of this, Feng Xiaotian couldn't help but raise a creepy feeling and hurriedly looked at it. He threw himself into the battlefield in the air again.

At this time, Wu Meng saw that his unique skill was useless. Not to mention destroying the other party, he did not even hurt the other party. The strength of this real person is too terrible. It seems that he used to sit too well and watch the sky. Such a strong master appeared in the world of cultivation, and he has never heard of it. It is estimated that the whole world of cultivation. Among them, only the big pervert Tianling Zhenren can compete with it. Unfortunately, he doesn't know at this time that Tianling Zhenren is also one of the elders of Xiaoyao Sect.

However, Daquan Zhenren used purple light to force the black smoke into a fist-sized ball, making it float in front of him. He laughed loudly and said, "Sure enough, he is worthy of being the three elders of the Black Witch Sect. He is actually the most vicious golden ring red-tailed snake. If you change to an ordinary Mahayana master, he is really going to fall into your way. Son, it's a pity that I met the master of the hall! Your calculation is ineffective!"

The black masked face was like dead ashes. He asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Who are you? Why can you use the Zijin capture that has long been lost in the world of cultivation?"

"Ha ha, it is worthy of being the three elders of the Black Witch Sect. The knowledge is really extraordinary. The master of this hall uses your black witch religion's nemesis Zijin capture. As for where the master of this church learns it, there is no comment!" Daquan Zhenren said leisurely, in fact, Da Daquan Zhenren was also found in the classics of Ziyun Sect when he was the head of Ziyun Sect. He was curious and learned this unique skill. Unexpectedly, it would come in use today. Otherwise, today's battle, even if it was won, I'm afraid that under the attack of those golden-ringed red-tailed snakes, it would be inevitable. You also need to suffer some minor injuries.

"Alas, fate is like this, I'm defeated! However, even if I die, I will pull you as a cushion!" Wu Meng was finally completely frustrated this time, but he couldn't forget the revenge of killing his brother. He threw the dust in his hand and shot at Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian can't prevent Wu Meng's hand. Even if Wu Meng is really exhausted at this moment, the dying blow of the Mahayana period is not something that the seriously injured Feng Xiaotian can avoid. Seeing that the white silk on the dust is like a dense steel needle inserted into Feng Xiaotian's whole body.

"Hide quickly!" Seeing this, Miao Shutyue exclaimed and rushed out. Unexpectedly, he pressed Feng Xiaotian under his body and used his delicate body to resist the dust from the fierce shooting for Feng Xiaotian.

The dust could not bear the moment when Miao closed the moon pressed Feng Xiaotian under his body, and "pupped" into the back of Miao closed moon.

Before Feng Xiaotian could react, he heard Miao Shutyue's scream, spit out a mouthful of blood, and sprinkled all over himself. Miao Shutyue's face was already as pale as paper, and his delicate body collapsed softly on Feng Xiaotian's body.

When Feng Xiaotian was struck by lightning, he shouted wildly, "Close the moon!" Then he turned over and got up, held Miao Shutyue in his arms, and stuffed all kinds of healing pills in the storage ring into Miao Shutyue's cherry lips for free.

Seeing that he had caused such a result by his negligence for a while, he couldn't help but be furious and shouted, "What a poisonous old man, give you back these bugs!"

Before the words fell, the purple light ball suspended in front of the real person went towards Wumeng. When Wumeng saw it, he was shocked. Just as he was about to turn around and run away, he saw that the light ball had already shot into his back. Then the purple light dispersed, and the black smoke inside gushed out and swallowed up Wumeng.

Wu Meng's real power was exhausted at this time. Under the blow just now, he used up the remaining real power. At this time, he was surrounded by countless black smoke, and he had no power to fight at all. He was actually swallowed up by his own golden ring red-tailed snake.

I only heard a burst of screams from Wu Meng in the black smoke, and soon gradually became silent. The black smoke dispersed, and a snow-white skeleton frame fell to the ground. Only a transparent Yuan Ying stopped in the air with a frightened face. It was Wu Meng whose body was swallowed up by the golden ring red-tailed snake.

The real person sighed slightly: "It's not easy to talk about cultivation to Mahayana. Ten thousand years of practice becomes empty!" With a wave of long sleeves, a magnificent force smashed Wumeng's Yuanying and turned it into pure aura and dissipated between heaven and earth.

In this way, the three elders of the black witch religion, the nearly soaring Mahayana master, and Wumeng, one of the masters in the world of cultivation, were completely destroyed by the terrain.

Daquan Zhenren continued to sigh regardless. In an instant, he came to Feng Xiaotian and asked urgently, "Xiaotian, how is this girl's injury?"

Feng Xiaotian was full of anxiety at this moment, and he didn't have time to raise his head. He said in a sad voice, "Brother, the situation is very bad. I don't have the elixir on hand. I'm afraid it's more bad luck or less!"

"Don't worry, there will be a way. Brother, try it first!" Daquan Zhenren said, bent down and pressed his palm on Miao Shutyue's back, and a soft true breath penetrated into the body.

The real person checked the situation in Miao's body with the help of Zhenqi, and his heart was chilling. This injury was too serious. After all, the dying blow of the Mahayana period can not be resisted by distinguishing the divine period. The internal organs in the body were severely damaged, and even Dantian was pierced by the dust.

The real person did not dare to neglect. First, he slowly forced out the dust inserted on the back of the Miao closed moon. At the same time, he used the majestic soft aura to stop the five internal organs and six organs of the closed moon of the Miao. Fortunately, he was really powerful, and it was suitable for the treatment of the injury. In addition, there were countless elixirs stuffed into the mouth of the Miao closed moon. Yue's injury gradually stabilized, but the damage of Dantian was irreparable.