Jiaoxi flipped his hands, and a dark blue soul power condensed between her palms. But before she could take action, she heard a soft shout in the air: "Everything disperses!"

Ye Dun floated down from the air in gray clothes. His feet gently tapped on the head of "Ming Ji", which immediately attracted Ming Ji's attention. It clamped his palms hard on his head, but it clamped the air, making a sound of air.

Bang!

The gray figure shook in front of the "Ming Ji"'s eyes, and once again pulled its attention. He said coldly: "Here, idiot!"

The "Ming Qi" was furious, roaring and swinging his claws, but Ye Dun flew around it like a butterfly through a flower in its mad attack, flying around it, its figure light and mysterious.

This monster is invulnerable and obviously cannot compete with it. It is obviously the stupidest to choose to fight hard.

In fact, he didn't have to do it himself at all. It was not far from death. Ye Dun's eyes were like lightning, and they were the green spots that had penetrated into the skin of the "Ming Qi".

The crazy attack of the "Ming Qi" was ineffective. In just one or two minutes, its movements had slowed down and even stopped directly.

It let out an unwilling roar, and its bloodshot eyes stared at Maxwell. The little reason left in its eyes was filled with despair. Although the "soul refining potion" that he died together had gained strength, it could not stop Maxwell's poison and was making him lose his mind.

This was probably the last thought in the memory of the "Ming Qi". The next second, green spots had spread all over its body and covered its head.

The "Ming Ji" let out an angry and crazy howl, and it began to tear its skin constantly. The swelling sarcoma and muscles were pierced like bubbles under its powerful claws, and countless green pus flowed out. Soon, the huge body dissipated and turned into a huge pool of lifeless green liquid.

Maxwell looked at Ye Dun and the others. Except for Zhao Ziyu's mouth, everyone else was the default. Max waved his hand with a smile. The green liquid on the ground gathered countless light spots, and he held a soul card to flow towards him: "Everyone, then I'm embarrassed."

"He was killed by you." A smile appeared on Ye Dun's lips.

The soul card doesn't matter, it's not what he values.

Some of the top ten masters finally died. For both sides, it doesn’t matter what all the deaths below are, but those in the top fifty are basically treasures, and the top ten are even more different. They are the top combat power of both sides and the future leaders of both sides. They represent not only themselves, but also the forces and huge interests behind them. Every time one falls, it will inevitably cause huge waves.

This is just the first one. What if there is a second one, what if there is a third one?

To be honest, the Nine Gods are very strong, but they are too confident. The Nether Sacrifice is just the first ship that has fallen into the gutter, but it will definitely not be the last one!
Chapter completed!