"Come to our camp and shout, what's the matter?"

Wen Zilong smiled coldly:

"Destroy you."

As soon as these words came out, the hundreds of disciples of Piaomiao Immortal Sect were all furious.

"Madman!"

"Talking wild words, don't die later, don't know how he died."

"I've seen a crazy person, but I've never seen a crazy person like this."

"Destroy us? Do you know who we are?"

The thirty-nine elders were also angry and laughed:

"Boy, it's certainly great that you can destroy Chaotian Sect. But that's because Chaotian Sect has exhausted its energy. Do you really take every outer sect as Chaotian Sect?"

Wen Zilong was too lazy to talk nonsense to them anymore.

Direct mental suppression.

"Puff puff puff puff puff puff—"

In just a moment, more than fifty disciples vomited blood under the suppression of Wen Zilong's mental power.

Even if those who did not vomit blood, under the suppression of Wen Zilong's huge mental power, they all felt their brains hurt.

At the same time, they were shocked.

They also thought they finally understood why this deformed barbarian dragon could kill the sect leader of Chaotian Sect.

This kid's mental power is so powerful.

He must have suppressed the leader of Chaotian Sect with his mental power and then killed him by chance.

Just when they were suppressed by Wen Zilong's mental power, Yingyue began to take action.

Chichichi--

In just ten seconds, more than twenty disciples of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect were killed.

His assassination technique was already very clever.

Now Wen Zilong suppressed the mental power of these guys, making these guys slow to react.

It was even easier for him to assassinate.

At this point, the disciples of Piaomiao Immortal Sect finally became panicked.

"And the barbarian dragon!"

"There are no barbarian dragons hiding around!"

"Beware!"
Chapter completed!