Luo Liuyan looked at Chai Yuanchu rushing, and her face did not change at all.

She stood there calmly, not even meaning to move.

“Buzz…”

Chai Yuanchu's hand claws directly pierced the air.

With a harsh whistling, he grabbed Luo Liuyan's shoulder directly.

"Haha, let me explode!"

Chai Yuanchu showed a hint of pride, and pinched his right hand hard.

As an evil clan, the physical strength has reached an incredible level.

Even if a strong man in the Ascension Realm has shield protection, his shoulders will be crushed by this blow.

Thinking of this, Chai Yuanchu's smile became extremely cruel.

"Bang!"

A burst sounded.

Chai Yuanchu looked at Luo Liuyan's shoulders, his face full of disbelief.

I saw that Luo Liuyan's shoulders were intact and his entire palm exploded.

"This...how is this possible?"

He hurriedly withdrew his palm, staring at his right hand without a palm, and was stunned.

"ah……"

The next second, he let out a shrill scream.

"Bitch, you...you dare to assassinate me!"

Chai Yuanchu roared repeatedly, stretched out his left hand and clenched directly at her eyes.

"hehe……"

Luo Liuyan arrived first and grabbed Chai Yuanchu's left hand.

"This...this is impossible!"

Sensing the huge force on the claws, Chai Yuanchu's face changed drastically, and he struggled wildly, "Let go!"

However, it's useless at all.

"Your claws don't need them at all!"

After saying that, he held it gently.

"Bang..."

A loud bang.

Chai Yuanchu's left hand collapsed into blood foam.

"This is impossible? How could your body be so strong?"

After saying this.

"ah……"

A shrill scream broke through the sky.

Chai Yuanchu fell to the ground and kept rolling.

The black gas surged out from his wounds and quickly covered the surroundings.

"Since that's the case, die, die all for me!"

Chai Yuanchu whistled to the sky.

The black air on his body rushed out like a fountain.

In the blink of an eye, a group of immortal cultivators were surrounded.

Hou Xing was the first to be hit.

"Silk……"

These black gases penetrated into Hou Xing's body quickly.

"Chai Yuanchu, you...you must die a bad death..."

Hou Xing pointed at Chai Yuanchu, his face full of reluctance.

Finally, he fell to the ground and twitched for a few times, and then there was no movement.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of immortal cultivators around Chai Yuanchu died tragically on the spot.

Luo Liuyan's expression did not change at all for this scene.

What does the enemy have to kill each other?

"call……"

The black air continues to rush, quickly drilling into the body of the immortal cultivator.

"Click..."

Flashes of bone friction sounded.

The cultivator who had just fallen, after sucking in the black gas, stood up again.

They looked dull, like zombies.

"Corpse puppet!"

The disciples of Yaochi Palace couldn't help but exclaim when they looked at this scene.

The corpse puppet tribe usually refines corpses.

Like him, he directly killed the living people and then refined the corpse.

It is completely a harm to the harmony of the sky and deviates from the way of corpse puppets.

It seems that the corpse puppet tribe has completely changed!

Luo Liuyan looked at these hundreds of immortal cultivators, and her murderous intent rushed.

Unexpectedly, Chai Yuanchu was actually a corpse puppet clan, and even the dean didn't see it.

Hidden deep enough!

If you dare to come here today, don’t leave!

"Children!"

"Turn this place into Shura Hell and kill everyone!"

Chai Yuanchu spoke, and all the corpse puppets moved together.

"howl……"

Whenever they see living things, these corpse puppets will pounce on them.

"ah……"

A cultivator of the Tianming Sect was pounced on by a corpse puppet before he could react.

The claws were like the sharp claws of the Vajra, and they immediately grabbed the heart of the cultivator.

From birth to death, that is, in an instant.

After the immortal cultivator died, the black air around him rushed into his body.

In less than a moment, the cultivator stood up again and joined the army of corpse puppets.

Such scenes were staged rapidly.

It's a completely one-sided situation.

There are more and more corpse puppets, and fewer and fewer cultivators of the two sects.

"snort!"

Luo Liuyan snorted coldly and waved his right hand lightly.

The hand of great love is used directly.

"call……"

In the sky, spiritual energy roared and rushed in.

A big hand covering the sky quickly condensed.

The terrifying pressure was pressing down from his arrogant hand.

The four corpse puppets, under this pressure, were like being trapped in a quagmire and had difficulty moving.

"howl……"
To be continued...