There was cruelty in Gou Huan's playful eyes, looking at Sanbao as if looking at a dead body.
As for Wuying next to him, he is relatively unfamiliar to them, and this level of strength is obviously not in their eyes.
"You...how are you still alive? And...in a short period of time, your aura seems to be stronger than before."
Sanbao stammered a little, and beads of sweat rolled down his face.
He saw the master beheading these two people in bright robes with his own eyes, but now these two people not only reappeared, but also with a powerful aura, many times stronger than last time.
How could this not frighten Sambo
Wuying was beside him, and his palms were sweating.
He had heard from Sanbao more than once about the process of the two bright-colored long-robed monsters being beheaded by their masters last time. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes at the time, he didn't know what happened when he heard it now
Feeling the aura of the opponent, no matter whether it is Sanbao or Wuying, they all know that they will inevitably die. They don't expect to escape, the only thing they want to do is to report to the master and make the master be careful.
"Zha! Of course we are still alive. Do you think that with your master's methods, you can win us two majestic true gods? Now I want to let you know that the dignity of a true god cannot be offended!"
As Gou Huan said, he raised a finger and pointed at Three Treasures.
Immediately, Sanbao felt that the soul of the dead was rushing, and he couldn't think about anything. He raised his hand and had already sacrificed the Sanbao Saber.
Swish!
The blazing light and the huge blade, like a bright galaxy, slashed towards Gou Huan.
"Hmph! A little trick!"
Gou Huan snorted coldly, and the magic power of his fingers fluctuated.
Zila—
A ray of light hit the blade like lightning.
Ding!
There was a crisp sound, the edge of the blade was dimmed, the long knife was hit, and immediately bounced off with a buzzing sound.
But that ray of light did not fade away, and it directly hit the chest of Three Treasures.
puff!
It pierced directly, and a cloud of blood mist leaked out from the back.
A blood arrow shot out, and the corner of Sanbao's mouth twitched, and he fell to the ground.
The Three Treasures of Ben Lei fell, and even Nascent Soul couldn't escape.
"Three treasures!"
Wuying let out a mournful cry, his eyes almost bleeding.
Three Treasures of Ben Lei, Ju Wei, the maid, and the most mysterious Wu Ying... Everyone in the ancient cultivation world knew that the three of them were brothers and sisters, and they were the three servants of Master Jiuying, and they had a deep relationship with each other.
This is a feeling that has continued from the ancient cultivation world to the current cultivation world, and has transcended time and space.
In their hearts, their master Jiuying is the strongest in the world. They may think that one day they will perish, but with their master around, they always feel that that day must be very far away.
But now, watching the Three Treasures fall in front of him, but he didn't have time to do anything, the grief and indignation in Wuying's heart can be imagined.
"ah-"
Wuying looked up to the sky and let out a mournful cry, and the breath in his body suddenly rose sharply.
A pair of eyes, bleeding from the corners of the eyes, stared at Gou Huan grimly: "You all - damn it!"
Every word, gnash your teeth!
"Hey!" Gou Huan smiled, not seeing Wuying's anger at all, "It's just an ant! But it's really fun to see you so angry! Quack quack..."
Gou Huanfang laughed loudly, the apparently invisible anger made him feel great joy.
"die!"
Wuying flipped his palm, and a yellow copper mirror appeared in his hand.
puff!
Seemingly aware of his lack of strength, before attacking, he bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the bronze mirror.
Zizizi!
The blood essence fell on the bronze mirror, and amidst the sizzle sound, the bronze mirror's light immediately blazed.
But Wuying's face turned pale.
"Shadowless Golden Needle! Disease!"
Wuying yelled violently.
hum—
Shhhhhhh—
The bronze mirror trembled slightly, and there was a dragon's chant, the surrounding air was moving slightly, thousands of golden needles, the blazing light, had already arrived in front of Gou Huan in a blink of an eye.
Gou Huan let out a cold snort on his face, waved his sleeves, and walked towards the golden needles.
Swish!
The bright-colored robe wrapped in a bright-colored whirlwind.
The ten thousand golden needles disappeared into the whirlwind of bright color and disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this, Wuying's face was full of determination, "Pfft!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out.
But seeing this mouthful of refined blood, the blood poured round and crystal clear, dripping and spinning in the air, it was obviously not ordinary refined blood. There is a faint hint of the power of the soul, which turns out to be the essence of life.
Wuying was clearly determined to go all out, and with this big mouthful, more than a dozen drops of life essence blood completely fell into the bronze mirror.
hum—
The light of the bronze mirror instantly became brighter, reflecting the surrounding world in a yellow mist.
"Shadowless golden needle! I am destined to kill! Disease!"
Wuying stared at Gou Huan with wide eyes, and shouted violently.
Shhhhhhh—
It's Wan Dao Jin Zhen again, the momentum is strong, compared to just now, it seems to be many times stronger.
Gou Huan was no longer as calm as before, and at the same time his figure retreated in a flash, he waved his sleeves one after another.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
A whirlwind of bright colors rushed towards the rainstorm-like golden needle.
Boo boo boo!
The golden needle pierced the bright color whirlwind, making the sound of all beating the leather.
The gold needles shattered one by one and turned into powder, but the bright whirlwind was also smashed one after another.
Gou Huan's face was extremely ugly, his body was surging with mana, his sleeves were constantly waving, and his figure kept retreating.
Finally, when the last whirlwind was wiped out, the lily needles were also consumed.
"Damn! It's really hateful!"
Being forced back to this point by an ant repeatedly, Gou Huan's annoyance can be imagined, his figure flashed, and he was about to retaliate against Wuying, but he saw a hand blocking him.
"Huh?" Gou Huan looked at Bi Wang who was beside him.
"Don't do it, he's already dead!"
Gou Huan heard the words and looked forward.
Sure enough, Wuying's eyes were wide open, and there were streams of blood flowing out of the corners of his eyes, mouth and nose, his eyes were lax, and his figure remained motionless.
At this time, a gust of wind happened to blow.
Tom!
Shadowless fell to the ground.
It turned out that Wuying knew that he was no match for the two in front of him, and he didn't even have the possibility of escaping—of course, after his brother Sanbao fell, he no longer thought of escaping.
Therefore, in the last blow, the essence and blood of the whole body were sacrificed, and the strongest attack was launched.
However, even this strongest attack only caused some minor troubles to Gou Huan, and didn't even hurt him.
And the price Wuying paid for this blow was that the life essence and blood burned cleanly, his soul dissipated, and he fell to death.
"Bah! It's just an ant, but it dares to provoke this deity, death is not a pity!"
Gou Huan spat at Wuying's corpse.
With a wave of the sleeve robe, the Three Treasure Sword and Wuying's bronze mirror all fell into his hands.
Without their masters, the luster of these two celestial artifacts will not show.
"Two celestial artifacts can be regarded as a small gain." Gou Huan laughed twice.
hum—
These two celestial artifacts have followed their respective masters for countless years, and the spirits of the artifacts also have feelings, and they are extremely resistant to the murderer who killed their masters.
"Hmph! Even your master is like an ant in front of this deity, do you still want to resist?"
As Gou Huan said, he stretched out his fingers, and flicked each of the two celestial artifacts.
Ding!
Ding!
hum—
With a slight tremor, the spirits of the two fairy weapons were attacked, and they were all wiped out.
Fortunately, with or without a spirit weapon, the power of a fairy weapon is very different. Therefore, Gou Huan was reluctant to completely kill these two weapon spirits, but only thought that when he returned to the upper realm in the future, if he had time, he only needed to spend a certain amount of experience to refine them.
After thinking for a while, Gou Huan threw the bronze mirror towards Bi Wang.
"This is yours."
Bi Wang was not too polite, and put his hands away.
The two sensed a little and immediately identified the direction.
"Well, there is a very strong aura in the north, and it is undoubtedly the master of these two ants. Hmph! If our two clones hadn't been beheaded by him last time, how could we have been scolded by the ancestor? How can we use it?" Take the risk to let the deity go down? Huh! This guy is much more hateful than these two ants. Let's kill him first, and then it's not too late to find anyone who casts the big curse."
Gou Huan's face was ferocious.
"Walk!"
The figures of the two flashed, turned into light, and headed north.
…
The gorgeous Tianxiang carriage, the melodious music, and the beautiful scene like a fairy going on tour.
Jiuying was leaning on the wooden floor, holding a crystal cup in his hand, and in the cup was a bright red liquid like fresh blood.
Obviously, Jiuying seemed to enjoy this liquid very much.
Juwei held the crystal wine jug in her hand, and stood beside her with an elegant posture.
"The Thunder Tribulation seems to be over. Judging from the power of the Thunder Tribulation, it should be that the power has reached the end, rather than being interrupted halfway. In this way, as long as Zhang Yang can withstand the last blow, he should have successfully advanced. However, the power of the Thunder Tribulation is so strong, Thinking about it, the last blow was very terrifying. I don’t know if Zhang Yang can really withstand it.”
Jiuying whispered in his mouth. Obviously, he is very concerned about this thunder disaster.
The world of comprehension needs strong people.
After experiencing the last battle with the two incarnations of the fairy world, Jiuying's thoughts are particularly strong.
The last time two incarnations descended, who knows if there will be a body descending one day
Thinking of these, Jiuying suddenly felt a little uneasy. This is a very bad feeling.
The stronger the strength, the more accurate the premonition of the future will be.
"Why did you suddenly think of those two incarnations who descended from the fairy world?"
Jiuying smiled wryly, shook his head, and tried hard to get rid of this thought.
"Um?"
At the moment when the three treasures fell, Jiuying's face changed suddenly, and his body was ejected.
"Owner!"
Juwei has followed Master Jiuying as a maid since she was conscious. She has never seen her master lose his composure like this.
"It's fallen, it's fallen!"
Jiuying's face was extremely ugly.
Snapped!
With a sound, the crystal cup in his hand was crushed to pieces. His hands trembled slightly, showing that he was not at peace.
"Master... master, who... who has fallen?"
Ju Wei suddenly had a bad premonition, and her tone trembled slightly.