Xiao Sheng roared and moved his hands wildly on the big gold chain. A half-meter-high gourd appeared in his arms.

He pulled open the gourd stopper and muttered:

"The treasure gourd of wishful thinking follows my heart, it is really effective in subduing demons and eliminating demons! It absorbs the turbid air in the world, sweeps away the filth and returns to clarity! Take it!"

The gourd's belly emits icy blue fairy light, and a vortex appears at the gourd's mouth, sucking up the thick fog in front of it almost in the blink of an eye.

The three of them moved quickly. Xiao Sheng swept around with the big gourd in his arms, and most of the surrounding dense fog was immediately sucked away.

However, there was no figure of the strong man in the sight of the three of them.

Zhou Zheng and Li Zhiyong reacted almost at the same time. They stretched out their hands and pushed towards the two people beside them.

Directly above, the strong man stood with his head and feet dangling in the air, rushing toward him like an eagle attacking a rabbit. He pressed down with his left hand, and the cyan light from his palm was thrown into the gap between the three people's backs!

Buzz——

The shock wave rippled out, and Zhou Zheng, Li Zhiyong, and Xiao Sheng were blown away at the same time, and the talisman formation that Li Zhiyong had worked so hard to arrange was directly destroyed.

When three people are thrown away;

Zhou Zheng lowered his head and spit out blood, put the 'anti-riot' shield in front of him, and tried his best to resolve the next impact, but he still rolled more than ten meters on the ground, his breath was turbulent, and his eyesight turned black.

Li Zhiyong's cultivation level was much higher than Zhou Zheng's. When he was thrown away, he turned around forcefully. The rings on his ten fingers flashed brightly, and he threw the iron pills at the strong man as if they were free.

Xiao Sheng had the highest level of cultivation and suffered the least impact. He was able to stabilize his body after being blown away halfway.

But the strong man rushed towards him like a gust of wind. The dagger in his hand scratched blood-red marks, and a stream of blood invaded Xiao Sheng's soul.

Xiao Sheng almost only had room to parry. At this moment, he gritted his teeth and a shadow appeared behind him again. However, the light of this shadow had no way to unfold. There was already a strong attack in front of him like a gust of wind and rain.

Li Zhiyong's eyes flashed with determination, he pressed his hands downwards, his body was suspended in the air, and then he drew the Tai Chi seal on his arm, and the pink iron pills were quickly arranged in the Tai Chi seal.

He pushed his hand forward fiercely, and forty-nine poisonous iron pills flew through the air!

The strong man frowned slightly and leaned back slightly, but he was still surrounded by these iron pellets.

Li Zhiyong raised his left hand forward and clasped his five fingers together fiercely!

Snapped!

Forty-nine iron pellets exploded simultaneously!

The pink mist directly enveloped the strong man and Xiao Sheng!

Xiao Sheng rolled his eyes and fell down almost instantly, but a black medicine bottle appeared under his nose in time, making him roll his eyes and wake up again.

"Ouch! It stinks! What the hell is this!"

Li Zhiyong used his left hand to pull Xiao Sheng to his side. Xiao Sheng's legs were weak, and he was kneeling with his head down and retching. There were more than a dozen shallow scars on his chest, and blood was constantly leaking out at this moment.

"Tsk, tsk," a chuckle came through the pink poisonous mist.

Li Zhiyong's pupils shrank suddenly.

The figure of the strong man slowly walked out, with a bit of amusement in his eyes.

"Soul Erysipelas? You little guy is quite interesting. Logically speaking, you should have been fascinated by this body. However, what I am best at is also poison."

Li Zhiyong's body suddenly trembled slightly, and he fell down holding his chest. His face was extremely pale, and a little blue appeared on his forehead.

The 'strong man' raised his head slightly and said, "This is poison. It is invisible, colorless, and ignorant. Your Taoism is too shallow."

"You fucking come at me!"

Xiao Sheng roared and slowly got up. His eyes were bloodshot. The shadow of the general behind him stood upright again and slowly formed the spear in his hand.

"I have a hundred ways to kill you! A hundred ways!"

The 'strong man' said coldly: "What, could it be that you brought your own ashes with you when you were reincarnated? I thought before that if I killed a few of you directly, it would be a big deal to bully a small one, and it would be embarrassing, but looking at it now, I have to

To avoid some hidden dangers for our clan."

After saying this, two balls of blue flame appeared in the strong man's eyes.

Originally I just wanted to rub the hearts of these two people, but now it seems that if I just destroy this reincarnation of the heavenly general and the little guy who likes to use poison, I may be able to save a lot of people from the clan in the future.

After all, face and other things can be taken into consideration or not.

Outside the phantom array.

Two true immortals led several immortals to continuously bombard the illusory formation, but at this moment, the illusory formation seemed to be unaffected, and the force they exerted directly dissipated invisible.

"Quick! Go and invite Master Xiaoyue! There is the aura of Demon King Feng Mo!"

Within the phantom array.

The 'strong man' took half a step forward and suddenly rushed forward.

Xiao Sheng roared forward and punched the "strong man" in the face; but the opponent dodged ghostly, and two punches were printed on Xiao Sheng's chest, knocking Xiao Sheng away.

The 'strong man' stepped forward and raised his sword with his right hand, pointing at Xiao Sheng's forehead from afar.

Demons have no taboos and souls are banned!

At this time!

Suddenly, golden light and icy blue light flashed from the side, and a shield appeared in front of the 'strong man' at an extremely fast speed!

"ah--"

The shield was raised up, the figure standing behind the shield roared angrily, veins popped up on his arm, and among the three marks suspended on the wrist of his right hand, the ice blue mark had exploded!

boom!

The body of the 'strong man' was thrown directly into the air and hit the warehouse wall. The wall was covered with cracks and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Behind the shield, Zhou Zheng was breathing heavily, with a layer of ice crystals attached to his right arm, and a little blood dripping from the edge of his eye sockets.

He stood three feet in front of Xiao Sheng, with golden light surging under his skin.

The seven-foot body is like carrying a god on its shoulders, and a shield blocks the rolling evil wind!

Feng Qing shrank his eyes and stared at Zhou Zheng through the sight of the strong man.

what happened?

Is this kid also the reincarnation of a heavenly general?

As he watched, Li Zhiyong slowly climbed up. His steps were shaky and weak, but he persisted and walked behind Zhou Zheng. With the protection of his shield, he raised his head and swallowed two pills.

Xiao Sheng bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the yellow burrs slowly turned fiery red, and the clothes on his body also showed signs of being burned by the flames.

"Who the hell are you?"

Feng Qing asked coldly through the strong man's mouth.

Xiao Sheng raised his head slightly:

"The star officer on duty at Liuli Palace! General Tiger Fighter! Xiao Tianzheng!"

Zhou Zheng needed time to calm down his turbulent breath. At this time, he deliberately whispered a few times and said slowly:

"Rogue cultivator, Zhou Zheng."

Li Zhiyong turned to look at the two of them, and then he didn't know what he had figured out. He laughed dumbly and said calmly:

"Master, Taibai Jinxing."

The 'strong man''s eyes narrowed slightly, but he just stared at Zhou Zheng and asked in a low voice: "I'm asking you, what are you..."

The strong man's words suddenly stopped, his body swayed, his eyes slowly closed, and he fell forward directly, and a wisp of blue breath quietly dissipated.

at the same time.

On the roof of the office building, which was about two kilometers away from the phantom array, the wind chime remained transparent. At this moment, the body was frozen in place.

A big hand.

To be precise, it was a big fat hand with a little ketchup on it, pressing on Feng Qing's shoulder at this moment.

No awareness, no warning, no warning signs.

Even at this moment, Feng Qing could not feel the existence of any spirit or object behind it.

Master.

This is a master!

As a middle-ranking existence among the Eighteen Demon Kings of Blue Star, how could it be possible for someone to touch my back so closely?
Chapter completed!