Yeah, of course Xiao Mo is not dead. Of course he won’t be dead, quack

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Chapter 497: Flattening the Boundless, Xiao Mo’s “Resurrection”

Song Zhen's head, covered in blood with the wind and rain, flew in the sky, and finally fell to the ground, rolling like bones, but it was nothing more than a head.

It is really desolate for such a great saint to end up in a different place.

No matter how great your ability is, if it dies, it will be nothing more than a pile of loess.

"Super saint, hehe. Super saint, hehe."

Zuo Wuzhou smiled, laughing was worse than crying, and crying was worse than laughing. He was full of scorn, looking down at the world, and carrying the power of the new killing super saint, he was arrogant.

Poor Song Pun, his skills were not much worse than those of Shen Nujiang. However, just like many enemies, he always lost because of Zuo Wuzhou's lion and rabbit fighting method, and because of endless stunts.

Song Pun's cultivation level may not be much inferior to what it was when Shen Nujiang was at its peak. However, he himself is a blood soul and is naturally weak. If Song Pun were to fight decisively and decide life and death earlier, Zuo Wuzhou would never be able to do this.

Kill him easily.

However, Song Punxin had too many worries. It was far less pure and free of scruples than Zuo Wuzhou's murderous intention.

Unable to resist Wuying's erratic changes, Zuo Wuzhou and Wuying were simply wasting their lives.

Three or four years ago, Zuo Wuzhou probably had the ability to kill Yu Mi.

Three or four years have passed, Zuo Wuzhou's two souls have been perfected, excluding Wuying, plus the ten paths, his own soul power is not much worse than that of a super saint. Wuying's cultivation has also improved, and he has a lot of equipment. If he can't win this battle

, that would be strange.

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Zuo Wuzhou didn't feel much pleasure after killing Song Pun.

On the contrary, it only makes me sad, thinking that no matter how many people I kill, I can't save Ji Xiaomo. Killing the enemy is satisfying, but losing it is also a kind of hidden pain.

With all these emotions in his heart, he could not revive his fierce fighting spirit. Zuo Wuzhou roared loudly, only venting the depressed energy in his heart.

This is the spirit. Shake your body again and dive towards the boundless helm.

The Infinite General Rudder is already in a mess at this time.

Song Yinghao and others exposed the identities of the blood souls. With the inherent contradiction between the blood souls and the soul monks, how could the martial saints just sit idly by and watch. They joined the battle in one fell swoop, which made Ji Tong and Lian Canghai feel much more relaxed.

The blood soul is a mouse. When a mouse crosses the street, everyone shouts to beat him. At the Infinity Headquarters, the situation is extremely chaotic at this time, and everyone invites them to fight together.

As he rushed down, fire clouds rolled up behind Zuo Wuzhou, and an iron hand turned into a sharp claw and sank into a head. He pulled out the head of the boundless martial saint from his body and threw it into the sky along with the bloody trachea.

Just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing them all at once, several Wuyuan Martial Saints were killed by Zuo Wuzhou in a seemingly cruel way.

"Seven Kills" is unleashed as a continuous barrage of crazy thunder. Wherever it goes, there are almost no enemies left.

There is also Wuying, like a ghost, who is peeled off from Zuo Wuzhou for a while, and is confused and fighting in the crowd along with the projection. Sometimes, Wuying is taken back in danger and released again.

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"It's messy, it's really messy."

Zuo Wuzhou was astonished: "Unexpectedly, the soul monks are so sensitive to this blood soul. No wonder Wuyuan has kept it secret for thousands of years and never leaked a trace. If you dare to reveal any clues, it will be a fatal disaster.

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Shaking his head, he said, "Originally, I wanted to kill Wuyuan all by myself, but with these seventy or eighty Martial Saints, I don't need to take action anymore."

With a solemn heart, he looked around and found no whereabouts of Song Yinghao. The remote control Wuying leaned towards Ji Tong and asked, "Where is Song Yinghao?"

Ji Tong showed a hint of apology: "I didn't expect the melee earlier. Song Yinghao seemed to have taken advantage of the chaos and disappeared."

Not to mention Zuo Wuzhou, Ji Tong was the one who was really shocked by the actions of the heroes. Coming from No. 2, she never expected that Blood Soul would be so hateful on this side.

"Well, he just ran away. His ancestors and son died in my hands, and he will definitely come back for revenge." Zuo Wuzhou didn't take it seriously. As the fastest cultivator, how could he even have such confidence?

None.

Now Song Yinghao is no match for Zuo Wuzhou, and he will no longer be his rival if he comes to seek revenge in the future.

As soon as his mind moved, Zuo Wuzhou controlled Wuying again and asked: "Yu Mi?"

"It seems that he also took advantage of the chaos to escape." Ji Tong smiled bitterly, it was too chaotic.

The eighty Martial Saints almost surged forward, all of them extremely angry and intent on destroying the Wuyuan Society. With so many people fighting together, Lian Canghai was not as indifferent as Zuo Wuzhou.

If it was Zuo Wuzhou, no matter how many people he accidentally injured, he would never take it seriously. Lian Canghai couldn't do it. As a result, Yu Mi found a flaw and escaped.

Here is the time for gossip, a martial saint has been captured by a boundless blood soul martial saint, and he is absorbing it crazily. In just a short time, this martial saint has been drained to an old age.

The miserable cries were heart-stopping. The tragic situation of being wiped out was even more eerie and tragic.

"I know why the blood soul is regarded as a public enemy." Zuo Wuzhou was shocked and said coldly: "Where is Yu Mi fleeing to?"

The existence of blood soul monks is to create bloody terror.

Ji Tong knew what he meant: "Boundless City!"

Looking around, the eighty martial saints here are already being killed. Even if the Wuyuan Society has no left and no boat today, it will definitely be crushed.

"The Infinite Society is over, there is no need for me to wait and take action." Zuo Wuzhou said solemnly, "Follow me and take off Yu Mi's head!"

"Lian Canghai, come with me!"

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The Expanse will be over.

The eighty angry Martial Saints were like a torrent of water, overwhelming the Wuyuan Society at an extremely fast speed.

The conflict between the soul monk and the blood soul monk is natural and can never be reconciled. Probably, in the eyes of the soul monk, the evil done by the blood soul monk is only inferior to that of the devil.

No matter how soft-hearted the soul monk is, he will never let go of the blood soul monk.

Regardless of the eighty martial saints here, their origins are different, but at this moment, they are all targeting the blood soul.

The shouts of killing shook the sky, and the blood of the killings flowed all over the mountain.

Half a day ago, who would have expected that the Boundless Society, which was so good and so powerful and had become one of the thirteen major forces, would have such a result.

What was originally a joyful wedding turned into a disaster that destroyed the whole family. In the final analysis, it was just a self-inflicted disaster.

If it weren't for hugging Yuan Yigu's thigh and wanting to curry favor with the Huntian Sect, Yu Mi would never have revealed Ji Xiaomo's identity, let alone all these things.

The only thing that makes people a little bit intolerable is that these many martial saints know that not every Boundless person is a blood soul, but they would rather kill the wrong one than let it go.

Even though Wuyuanhui had committed evil, he was so dragged down that Wuyuanhui was buried all over the house.

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He led Ji Tong and Lian Canghai and rushed all the way to Wuyuan City.

After the First World War, with today's cultivation level, there is no need to hide anything, and simply show the true face again.

While rushing towards Wuyuan City, he forced his way through the passage until he arrived at a Dharma Soul Realm, and then from this Dharma Soul Realm, he went straight to Sanxiu City.

On the side, Zuo Wuzhou calmed down and quickly accumulated his experience of this battle in his heart: "The battle with Song Pun is actually one of the best tactics I have to deal with the Super Saint. Although I don't like such a weird tactics,

But I have to admit that before my Seven Souls were perfected, I was still slightly less confident in confronting the Super Saint."

This battle with Song Pun was actually the first time Zuo Wuzhou had fought so easily since he fought against Super Saint.

Firstly, it is because of the increase in cultivation and the courage of the Heavenly King and other powers. Secondly, it is because of correct tactics.

Otherwise, if it was like a head-to-head fight with Shen Nujiang, Zuo Wuzhou would probably have to recuperate at this time.

With the experience melting in his heart, Zuo Wuzhou unconsciously nodded: "This is how it should be. When fighting against the Super Saint, we should adapt to changes."

"Catch." Lian Canghai whispered and threw two objects.

"This is... the super holy equipment worn by Song Zhen?" Zuo Wuzhou took it, surprised and annoyed: "But I forgot to pack the trophies earlier, luckily Lian Canghai remembered!"

Zuo Wuzhou has probably not done this thing for eighty years, and has always left it to Yasha and other people around him. Basically, Zuo Wuzhou has no habit of collecting trophies.

Without much thought, he wanted to hand over the super holy weapon to Lian Canghai. Lian Canghai shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't like fighting, and I won't fight if I can. The super holy weapon has little effect on me."

He simply put away this ultra-sacred weapon and handed the ultra-holy attire to Ji Tong to wear - Ji Tong already had a super-sacred instrument, so there was no need for this one.

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I am about to pass through this passage.

Zuo Wuzhou explained: "Sanxiu City is the base camp of Yuanyi Valley. We must try our best to kill it in the best condition and recover our energy quickly."

Without further ado, I quickly took the medicine on the spot and prepared it while sitting cross-legged. While recovering the power of my soul, I was recharging my energy.

Ji Tong secretly smiled bitterly, this is really a lawless master: "How come there are Sikong and Dongchou in Sanxiu City? If the Eight Divine Tribes are also there, plus one more Yu Mi, it is the lower vehicle of the three super saints, plus one super
To be continued...