But the terrifying power coming from the hand covered by Tian Ling Gai made it worse than death.

The next moment, Suiyu's crazy red eyes met Ye Wuque's sighing gaze again.

"turn out to be……"

"You are so weak!"

A sigh slowly sounded from Ye Wuque's mouth. The sound was not high, but it clearly echoed in the ears of every spirit creature in the entire Ninth War Zone!

The millions of Spirit Clan troops felt as if they had been struck by lightning, staring blankly at Lord Suiyu who was being carried by Ye Wuque like a little chicken in his hands. In their eyes, he was aloof from above.

And those six-winged feather gods could no longer stop trembling, and their faces were pale!

Ahhhh!!

Ye Wuque's sigh, this contempt, this condescending attitude made Suiyu start roaring crazily in his heart!

Aggrieved! Painful!

incredible!

crazy!

It almost drowned its mind and made its soul wail!!

how so??

This shouldn't be the case!

How many days has passed??

A despicable human ant that it can crush with one finger!

At this moment, it possesses power far beyond it!!

What happened??

What happened in just ten days??!!

Broken Jade is in pain and wants to live!

The four pairs of divine wings behind it are still flapping wildly, but they are like the last stubbornness before death.

And at this moment, Ye Wuque...

But he slowly raised his head, gently closed his eyes, and another sigh followed.

"turn out to be……"

"I am already so powerful!"

Say this again!

Blood seeped out of Broiyu's eye sockets!

Its eyeballs almost exploded!

"Ahhhh!!"

"You human ant!! Despicable ant!!" Suiyu began to curse crazily, and his Taoist heart had collapsed!

Lower your head.

Open your eyes again.

Ye Wuque's cold and captivating eyes looked at Suiyu again.

Then, Suiyu felt that Ye Wuque's other hand seemed to gently grasp all the eight wings of God on his back!

In a daze, Suiyu felt something, and the fear and chill in her heart turned into the final hysteria!

"Ants!!"

"You must die a good death!!"

"Victory will always belong to my Five Hundred Spirit Clan! It belongs to the great Imperial Clan!"

"You're going to die!!"

"You will die in an extremely miserable way!! Your death will be ten thousand more miserable than mine... Poof!!"

"Ahhhh!!"

The screams replaced the crazy curses!

Blood dripping, dyeing the void red!

Because Ye Wuque tore off the eight divine wings on Broken Jade's back with just one blow!

This move was so brutal that in the end, Suiyu's entire body was torn in half!

The blood is flowing, Lao Gao!

Dye one side of Ye Wuque’s face and hair bright red!

He held half of the bloody corpse in his left and right hands, standing in the void.

One of the leaders of the Five Hundred Spirit Clan!

A real big shot in the Five Hundred Spirit Clan... Broken Yu!

No body left alive!

It ended tragically.

This moment!

The entire ninth theater became dead silent!

All the Spirit Tribe troops were trembling as they looked at Ye Wuque who tore the broken jade into two pieces in the sky. They felt like they were seeing a ghost, with infinite fear and panic. Their brains seemed to be boiling!

Bathed in the blood of broken jade, Ye Wuque finally spit out the suffocating breath that had been stuck in his chest, dripping with pleasure!

He closed his eyes again and murmured, but his voice was not high, but it was extremely sharp!

"I kill the Eight Wings... like killing a chicken!"

brush!

The next moment, Ye Wuque opened his eyes again!
Chapter completed!