The Gu Master's frontal combat effectiveness is indeed not strong, but they hidden in the shadows are the most vicious snakes and insects. They may not bite you to death, but they can also disgust you to death!

But in the young man's eyes, the man clearly realized that he... and even the entire group of black Gu masters seemed to be just a joke.

"Don't get excited, tell me about your Holy Lord, I'm really interested in him."

Zhao Yinshun would not feel any psychological burden when killing a scumbag who was not a good thing at first sight.

If he is still strong enough, it will be the best nourishment for [Deprivation of Destiny]. If it comes his way, Zhao Yinshun will definitely not mind harvesting it.

"…………"

After bowing his head in silence for a moment, the man suddenly looked up at the young man with a sad smile.

"Just kill me!"

Blinking his eyes, Zhao Yinshun frowned thoughtfully.

"The Holy Lord's methods are so cruel that you don't even dare to reveal any information?"

"…………"

Looking at the man who lowered his head and remained silent again, Zhao Yinshun sighed softly and shot out a sword energy with a snap of his fingers, which penetrated his head in an instant.

Another invisible cloud of milk swallows lingered around him like it was thrown into the forest. The young man returned to the original place and dealt blows to a group of survivors who were still wailing and struggling one by one.

The vicious curses before death were endless, but Zhao Yinshun's movements were not affected in any way. They were as plain as picking fruits from a tree, so natural and smooth that it made people feel chilling.

Not far away, the pale-faced Wu Die watched Zhao Yinshun kill the black Gu masters one by one like he was slaughtering chickens. Even though he knew clearly that those were enemies who would not stop fighting, he couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy in his heart.

At the same time, her hot and longing gaze cooled slightly, her confused and confused mood sobered up a little, and she looked at Zhao Yinshun with deep awe.

[High Dimensional Vision] swept in a circle, and Zhao Yinshun stopped killing until the last survivor with the least "black fog" was left.

"Go back and tell your Holy Lord that I am waiting for him in the core area of ​​Shennong Valley, hoping that he can come and die."

After helping the young black Gu master up from the ground, Zhao Yinshun patted his shoulder and warned him softly.

The Black Gu Master, who had been waiting for death in despair, looked dull, unable to believe that he had actually saved his life.

However, when his brain came back to his senses and understood the meaning of the boy's words, his expression suddenly became more exciting.

What does it mean to be able to die?!

"By the way, if he arrives first, please ask him to wait for me. I have to collect some other treasures on the way, which may cause delays."

Escaping from the tiger's mouth in a daze, the young black Gu master limped and ran in the jungle, his eyes confused.

What the monster-like young man said before leaving made him angry and at the same time felt something was wrong.

But he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

Waiting until he saw a precious herb, a thunder suddenly exploded in his mind.

"Please ask him to wait for me. I have to collect some other treasures on the way..."

Zhao Yinshun's words echoed in his mind again, and one of the abrupt words kept repeating in his mind.

Others...others...

Other treasures of heaven and earth!!!

The casual words revealed the truest thoughts in his heart, which meant that in the eyes of that young man, the Holy Lord and the treasures of heaven and earth were equal!!

A terrifying realization flashed through his mind, and a biting chill shot up from his tailbone to his head, making his scalp numb.

madman!

monster!

Neuropathy!

He once thought that his Holy Lord was the most twisted and perverted monster in the world. Unexpectedly, today he saw an even crazier thing!

On the other side, watching his staggering back disappear into the depths of the jungle, Zhao Yinshun withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and looked into the void intoxicatedly.

In a dimension that no one else can see, the dense clouds in the sky are slowly gathering together, condensing on oneself bit by bit along the threads of cause and effect and destiny.

Destroying the enemy head-on and letting them die clearly, Zhao Yinshun completed the simplest symbolic ritual, refining dozens of separate tiny harvests into a whole.

Slowly extending his palm, the young man's eyes flashed with anticipation.

【Deprivation of Destiny】!

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Chapter completed!