Tian He couldn't bear it any longer, the Blood Demon Hammer suddenly pulled out, and threw it towards the crowd with a roar: "Don't dare to talk nonsense, I will smash your mouth first!"
However, before he could rush out, he was grabbed by the back of the neck and dragged back.
Tianhe was about to have a fit, but when he turned around and found that the person holding him was Jun Shitian, he fainted.
But his tone still gritted his teeth indescribably: "Mozun, it's their spiritual practice that deceives people too much!"
Jun Shitian said indifferently: "I know."
After finishing speaking, he let go of Tianhe, and then grabbed it in the air.
Only the rattling sound was heard.
The necks of the few spirit cultivators who had spoken harsh words just now had their necks broken.
The whole audience fell silent for an instant.
All Lingxiu looked at Jun Shitian with terrified eyes.
It seems that he didn't realize until this time that the person in front of him is a perverse and ruthless Demon Lord who obeys me and prospers and opposes me and perishes.
And it's not over yet.
When several spiritual bodies are about to lose their vitality.
The black smoke enveloped each body, quickly devouring the dots of starlight in the body.
There was obviously no sound around, but people seemed to hear shrill and desperate screams ringing in their ears.
It was the pain of being devoured by the soul.
Not only are these people dead, but their souls are also gone, and they will never have the chance to be reincarnated forever.
hiss!
Someone took a deep breath, fighting with each other.
Someone turned pale and backed away again and again.
Some people were filled with righteous indignation, but their lips trembled for a long time, but they couldn't utter a word.
Yu Yanran came back to her senses, and immediately frowned and said, "Mozun, what do you mean? Everyone is just talking nonsense, and you actually killed yourself? Now that the crisis is at hand, the demons are so selfish and ruthless, so they are not afraid of retribution ?"
Jun Shitian sneered: "Retribution? What do you think you are? How dare you come and teach me?"
Yu Yanran said seriously: "Hasn't the Mozun ever thought that your daughter is living and dying outside, and it is because of your unrighteous deeds that God will punish you. If you really want your daughter to be safe , you should do more benevolence and righteousness, and restrain your subordinates..."
Her voice stopped abruptly.
The originally upright and beautiful face was also distorted and twitched by the pain.
I saw a cloud of black smoke, which wrapped around her neck at some point.
It can be easily folded anytime and anywhere, taking away her life and soul.
Yu Yanran desperately stimulated the immortal power in her body to struggle.
But she found that with the strength of the Immortal King, in the hands of the Demon King Jun Shitian, she didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back.
For the first time, the fear of death haunted Yu Yanran.
It makes her eyes turn red, and she turns to look at Di Ming Jue.
Her own pride made her unable to speak out the words of prayer.
But two lines of clear tears rolled down the eyes, indescribably pitiful.
Di Ming Jue frowned, looking at Chang Lao and Po Jun with displeasure.
Po Jun lowered his head and remained silent.
Chang Lao coughed lightly, and said in embarrassment: "Linglong Island belongs to our Jiyu after all, and Miss Yu came here on purpose because she was worried about your safety. gone."
"Well, Your Majesty, if you don't make a move, the Demon Lord will really beat you to death. We won't be able to explain to Linglong Island at that time... What's more, the ancestors of Linglong Island had a fateful friendship with us in the Extreme Region..."
"Would you like to help me out?"
Di Ming Jue snorts coldly, but still raises his hand after all.
A blue light shot out, and the black mist wrapped around Yu Yanran's neck was instantly dispersed.