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Chapter seven hundred and thirteenth kill(2/2)

Without too many words, just take one step.

He grabbed it out from the air with one hand. In an instant, the invisible power in the hillock became extremely violent. In the void, two ghostly palms slowly emerged, like devil's claws protruding out of the night.

In the middle of the palm, there is a strong pressure, as if the sky and the earth are collapsing, and the sun, moon and stars are changing.

"Hold on?"

"It depends on how long you can hold on?"

"Hiss!" The palm suddenly shot out towards Canghun and the ancient hyena's neck in the void, making harsh tearing sounds along the way, as if the space was shattered.

Seeing the power of the mysterious huge palm in front of them, Cang Hun and Gu Hye's pupils suddenly dilated.

What's going on with this mysterious method?

And among them, the mixed fluctuations of spiritual power and fire power are very mysterious. It is not fire power, spiritual power, or fire skills, but the permeating power is not weaker than any of them. The most terrifying thing is the source.

Shocked from the depths of the demonic core.

For a moment, the whole person seemed to be enveloped by the majestic mountain peaks. The suffocating and powerless feeling made their broken bodies even more miserable.

Blood seeped out from the body, soaking the dark earth.

Especially the ancient hyena.

Under the tail of Tuokun's huge python, all the bones were broken. Now, the few remaining bones were completely broken, leaving him lying on the ground like a puddle of mud.

And when Yan Ling'er's palm came raging, the pressure also continued to ravage his mental strength.

"You...what do you want to do?"

The ancient hyena that collapsed on the ground finally felt an unprecedented fear. Its trembling body was like a pile of rotten meat, constantly squirming toward the back. The eyes of the blue soul were also full of fear. From then on,

The young man's skills are not at the same level as theirs.

Even Shengxuan is not within this level.

Looking at the frightened two people, Yan Ling'er said nothing and grabbed the figure that had collapsed on the ground with two palms.

"bass!"

There was a loud noise, and two rays shot through the air.

"Seven Kills Peak, what's there?"

Yan Ling'er's cold voice was like a nightmare haunting the devil's core, frightening the ancient hyena and making his soul tremble. However, the fear in his heart made him still not speak.

Seeing this, Yan Ling'er's expression became even colder. The temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped. Dense golden-red vines grew out of thin air, then wrapped the ancient hyena and the soul. Then, within the wrapped vines, two sharp

Vine shoots out like spears.

Without any warning, it directly penetrated the bodies of Gu Hye and Cang Hun.

The place of penetration is obviously the location of the magic core.

Once the magic core, the source of power of the saints, is broken, the consequences can be imagined.

Death is the only way.

The sudden coldness and killing methods not only shocked Bat Xie who was so close, but also trembled Ye Qingyao who was behind.

She looked at Yan Ling'er with slightly dull eyes. She still didn't know the news about Qin Muli. With such determination, was she still the same Yan Ling'er as before?

Still the same boy?

"Kill?"

Ye Qingyao looked at Yan Linger with complicated eyes.

"Kill!"

"Two mice are of no use!"

"Mouse? That's half-step to the second level of the Supreme Realm. They should know most of the things about the saints, right?"

Naturally, these words were just silent in her consciousness, and she could not hold Yan Linger accountable.

Based on her understanding, Yan Ling'er is definitely not a murderer!

Little did he know that when Yan Ling'er controlled the vines to pierce through the soul and the ancient hyena's demonic core, he was shocked and convinced.

In the face of absolute strength, there is no need for too many words.

"Then what do we do next?"

Ye Qingyao asked with twinkling bright eyes, "All the masters of the Qifeng Mountain Range are here, and the news about Qin Muli has become confusing."

Yan Linger was speechless, stretched out her palm and patted Ye Qingyao's slender arm.

"Sen He, Tuo Kun, you lead the Suanni clan and the Gyro Python clan to quickly gather with the strong men of the human race and strive to completely annihilate the holy clan of Sui Mountain."

"Ba Xie, you Bat-Wing Blood Spirit Tribe continue to look for the powerful human race, Qin Xue, Qin Lan."

"You yourself, lead the way, let's go to Qisha Peak to see it together!"
Chapter completed!
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