The trees were overcast, the green plants grew all around, and the bushes grew extremely dense.
In the woods, a large group of people with weapons surrounded Su Junyin.
"You chopsticks, are you still reluctant to give up your stupid ideas?"
Su Junyin pulled away the hair that fell to his forehead, with a sneer smile on his lips, and sneered mercilessly at this group of stumbling blocks.
He now changed his turquoise gown and put on a dark cyan cloak. The brim of his hat obliquely covered his face. Through the shadows, he could only see his white chin and red lips.
A few strands of long silver hair hung in front of him, and when the wind blew by occasionally, the hidden face appeared for a moment, which amazed everyone.
It was a stunning that was in full bloom, with destruction and despair, and the beauty was thrilling.
"Yin, Lord Yin, we don't mean to offend you, but the Eastern Continent is the weak and the strong. If we can defeat you, I believe everyone in the Eastern Continent will look at us with admiration!
The leader saw the sneer at the corner of Su Junyin's mouth, and he was a little drummer, but he still pretended to be domineering.
"The ignorant!"
Su Junyin snorted slightly, and there was a beautiful streamer in the deep and mysterious purple-silver eyes.
He raised his hand, a small silver dragon condensed in his hand, his lips moved, and after chanting an obscure spell, the silver dragon broke away from his palm and turned into a huge dragon.
The silver dragon flew around Su Jun Yin, watching the group of people coldly and proudly.
"Silver Dragon, kill them."
Looking indifferently at the group of people who are bound to die, Su Junyin faintly ordered to Yinlong.
"Yes, master."
Yinlong also dismissed it, and after a respectful response, he expanded his domain.
The thing it does the most for its master is to kill people, so it creates a realm where everyone can be wiped out without wasting effort.
"The Realm of Killing! Open!"
At the beginning, those people still maintained their composure, and Chaosu Jun Yin pretending to be disdainful said:
"Su Junyin, don't think you are a member of the Shenlong clan, we will be afraid of you!"
And SB arrogantly roared:
"Su Jun Yin! Today is your death date!"
Su Junyin curled his thin lips, his smile was still full of cynicism.
He was too lazy to bother about the dying.
Soon, those people could no longer scold them.
One by one, the whole body turned into a rain of blood inexplicably, and all the spiritual power of physical strength was strangely suppressed.
They are like lambs to be slaughtered, or should they be fish on the chopping board
As people died inexplicably one after another, there was nothing he could do, and he couldn't even escape.
Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Master Yin! The villain is wrong!"
"Master Yin! Please let us go! We promise that we will never trouble you again!"
"Please let us go!"
"We don't dare anymore! Please let us go!"
The first one begged for mercy, and the others followed him one by one, and knelt down.
"after?"
Su Junyin curled his lips. This smile was different from the previous elegant and indifferent, but full of cold charm, like Shura waving a sickle to kill people.
"There is no future... because you are already dead! Dead people don't need a future. Silver Dragon, hurry up and solve it, we have to hurry..."
Su Junyin gave a cold tone, ignoring the bloody scene, shielding the screams and begging for mercy, turned and walked slowly forward.
"Yes! Master!"
Yinlong replied, quickly solved the few people, and flew back to Su Jun Yin, flying around him not far or near.