"The palm technique that falls from the sky, ho."

The figure locked in the wilderness, the murderous intent in Liu'er's heart was no longer hidden, and it poured out like a torrent.

Qi and blood flow rapidly, with various Dharma blessings, the magical meaning of martial arts manifested, transforming itself into a mountain, and Liu Er jumped down from the clouds.

At the same time, Sun Maolin, who was traveling between the mountains and forests and using illusions to block all his traces, suddenly felt throbbing.

"This feeling? How could someone look at me?"

His expression changed slightly, and he had a hundred thoughts. At this moment, Sun Maolin thought a lot.

"Is it Zhang Chunyi? But how is that possible?"

One thought after another appeared, and Sun Maolin thought of Zhang Chunyi at the first time. After all, Zhang Chunyi had the biggest grudge against him during this period, and Zhang Chunyi did have the ability to make him feel dangerous, but he felt something was wrong.

Because in order to prevent Zhang Chunyi from taking action, he deliberately concealed his whereabouts. With his ability to hide, Zhang Chunyi could not find him at all. He was still very confident about this.

And the next moment, an astonishing murderous intent came, and Sun Maolin finally locked in the source of danger.

Looking up at the sky, Sun Maolin was in a daze and saw a mountain falling from the sky.

"not good."

The heart was pinched by the invisible big hands. At this moment, Sun Maolin smelled the breath of death, but before he could do anything, a roar of ape shocked the world, and the magic sound filled his ears, exploding in his mind like thunder, making him feel a burst of trouble.

Trance.

Rumble, the will of Liu'er manifested, the ultimate murderous intent boiled, the hooking and deterrent magic type turned into almost the essence of blood-red lightning and exploded between the heaven and earth, reflecting Sun Maolin's mind.

Refining the middle-grade magic type, Wu Zong's body, and obtaining some of the characteristics of Master Baodan in advance. This not only allowed Liu Er to grasp his own qi and blood in a slight way, smoothly merge the demonic power and strength, and practice the gang force, but also made him do the

The control of one's own divine will has reached a higher level.

After experiencing a life-and-death battle with Wanyan Wu, Liu'er's own will was tempered by blood and fire. In this case, he could combine deterrence and murderous intent, transform into substance and manifest it.

Outside, he unexpectedly shook the soul of Sun Maolin, the seven-sacred immortal cultivator.

Hoo, the five fingers pinch the palm, the strong force lingers outside, and the rolling qi and blood settles inside, just like a mountain falling. As it continues to fall, the accumulated momentum of Liu Er's body becomes heavier and heavier, and it is truly the heavy weight of the collapse of the mountains.

At some point, it seemed like a certain limit was broken, and the sound of a thunderous water flow sounded in Liu'er's ears, and the air flow turned into substance, surrounding him like a water flow.

At one moment, the air twisted, and a huge palm print formed in the sky.

"Wake up."

He bit his tongue and his eyes were filled with fear. At the critical moment, Sun Maolin barely broke free from Liu'er's deterrence.

Under his urging, the white wolf, who was also under the deterrence, finally recovered a little bit of soberness.

The coldness spreads. Under the urging of the white wolf, an ice mirror slowly formed, but the reaction was still a beat slower, and this beat was enough to determine life and death.

Rumble, the dark thunder exploded, annihilated everything. It was not thunder that was better than thunder. As the palm print fell, there was boundless heavy pressure, and the air became viscous, and everything turned into powder in squeeze.

Scratched, the ice mirror that had not yet been fully formed turned into fine ice crystals, and Sun Maolin's eyes were full of horror.

"ah!"

The bones were moaning, and the internal organs were shattering. Under this mountain-thick palm force, Sun Maolin let out a desperate wail.

Bang, the screams came to an abrupt end, and Sun Maolin instantly burst into a blood mist. He had the intention to make a mistake but was unintentional. Sun Maolin, a cultivator of the seven-sacred immortal, died like this, without even a decent resistance.

Huh, smoke and dust rose, and when everything calmed down, a huge palm print about ten meters deep left on the ground, like the Buddha's palm.

The earth roars for a long time.

The white wolf rolled away the smoke and dust, fell down, looked at the center of the palm print on the ground, the bones were broken, the five internal organs were broken, and there was no sound. Zhang Chunyi looked indifferent. As for Sun Maolin, he had already returned to the dust, even a little bit of bones

No left.

On the other side, looking at the scene he caused, Liu Er let out a long roar, his body of blood boiling, and soaring into the sky like a wolf smoke. His voice shook all over the field, with indescribable pleasure.

Refining the Dharma species, Wu Zong body, melting the demonic power and strength, and turning it into Gangjin. Although its cultivation level is still only 5600 years, its strength has further improved, among the monsters with six hundred years of cultivation level.

Called invincible.

Just in terms of combat power, Liu'er now even beats Chiyan, a monster with a high-quality bone.

For Liuer, the benefits of the Wuzong Title's mid-grade magic type even exceed that of a top-grade magic type. After all, although the top-grade magic type is magical, it really needs to be transformed into great power.

A little demon with hundreds of years of cultivation can do it.

"I can't move the Sun family yet, but killing you is enough."

Looking at the blood-stained soil in the deep pit, Zhang Chunyi murmured softly.

After Sun Maolin staged a scene of killing his relatives for justice in front of him, Zhang Chunyi had a murderous intent in his heart. It would be better if such an enemy was dead. Therefore, he did not even report the war of killing Wanyan Wu. In this situation

Next, most people will not think that he has the strength to kill Sun Maolin in a short period of time.

Although it may cause some backlash in the future, Zhang Chunyi can bear it now. Although the Sun family is also a wealthy family, it has insufficient foundation. There has never been a Yin Shen Zhenren in the family, and the strongest one is just a scattered person who has formed a divine fetus.

Just a cultivator in the realm.

The gap between divine fetuses is actually quite large. According to Zhang Chunyi's knowledge, the divine fetuse monk in the Sun family is not a real old-fashioned divine fetuse, and is still far from being transformed into a Yin God.

Huh, the flames surged, turning into a palm, and Zhang Chunyi grabbed the dead wolf demon.

This wolf demon has 650 years of cultivation, which can be said to be very good. The only shame is that its demon soul has been shattered with Sun Maolin's death.

As for the power of Sun Maolin's soul flame spirit magic species that cannot be grasped, this is determined by the human pure soul essence.

"Hongyun, clean the battlefield."

After taking the wolf demon's body into the interior, Zhang Chun gave the order immediately.

Understand Zhang Chunyi's meaning, took a deep breath, his body expanded, and motivated the demonic power. A huge tornado was lifted by the red clouds and swept across the surroundings. This was not the end. After swallowing a pill, the red cloud gave birth to two tornados one after another.

Under the sweeping of three tornadoes, sand and stones were flying, deforestation and transformation, and soon all traces were buried under the smoke and dust in the sky.

"Let's go."

After doing all this, Zhang Chunyi took Hongyun, Liuer and Chiyan quickly left, and quietly returned to Ping'an County.
Chapter completed!