I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

"Thousands of ghosts seek souls!"

"Wind chaos for thousands of generations!"

All kinds of means came one after another.

Fierce murderous intentions are coming one after another.

Fanying was finally unable to defeat the four-handed opponent with her two fists. After a brief stalemate, she was defeated.

A dead soul emerged behind her.

The sharp ghost claws scratched her left shoulder blade to pieces!

"Hahaha! Die together? Do you think you have that ability?"

At this time, a ghost cultivator at the earthly evil realm laughed loudly.

He looked down at Fan Ying, his eyes full of teasing and ridicule.

Fan Ying had just killed a strong man at the level of his ghost cultivator, and now he was going to make this Fan Ying pay a heavy price.

Fan Ying looked stubbornly at the ghost cultivator at the Earthly Evil Realm level.

"Shura Thorn!"

Fanying suddenly opened his mouth.

A cone-shaped blood-red spike spurted out of her mouth.

As a veteran assassin.

Any part of Fan Ying's body has a hidden weapon with astonishing lethality.

The ghost cultivator was shocked.

Dodge sideways.

But there was still a deep blood mark on his cheek.

"Bitch!"

The ghost cultivator raised his hand and slapped Fan Ying hard.

The shadow spurted blood, making it even more miserable.

"Hahaha, my Shura thorns are poisonous and you won't survive much longer!"

Fanying didn't seem to care about his injuries.

She laughed loudly, and a mouthful of blood foam was sprayed out from her.

The ghost cultivator at the Earthly Evil Realm gritted his teeth.

"Since you want to seek death, then I will help you!"

He took out a long sword.

Both hands grasped the hilt of the sword.

Stabs with the long sword.

Amazing strength!

Just in the nick of time.

A cold hand grasped the long sword.

Blood flowed from the palms of his hands.

But the owner of the palm didn't seem to care.

"You're forcing me to show up, right?"

A mature, rich voice appeared.

The black robe could not hide his long and handsome temperament.

"Who are you? Dare to stop me from taking action?"

The ghost cultivator at the Earthly Evil Realm roared.

He was furious because he felt that he had no way out and no matter how hard he tried, he could not move the long sword in his hand forward.

The opponent's palm is steady and strong.

It made him feel a strong crisis.

"solemn!"

The man under the black robe revealed his identity.

And the ghost cultivator had an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible! Zhuang Yan is still recovering from his injuries in Dayong Kingdom. He can't have your strength!"

Zhuang Yan said softly.

"That's just a puppet of my clone. If there wasn't that useless clone, how could I make you feel at ease? How could I stop you from focusing all your attention on me!"

The solemn voice became more serious.

The ghost cultivator felt as if his heart was being held by an invisible hand.

Depression, suffocation!

He suddenly had a feeling of impending disaster.

This solemnity is really terrifying.

Although he was also a practitioner at the Earthly Evil Realm level, he felt that he was as small and fragile in front of Zhuang Yan as an ant standing in front of a giant elephant.

"what!"

The poison in Guixiu's body broke out.

He wails in agony.

"Kill me! Kill me!"

The ghost cultivator at the Earthly Evil Realm kept asking.

"You injured my woman and you want to beg me for mercy. Do you think it's possible? Even if you want to die, I won't let you die so happily."

said solemnly.

His tone was sharp.

"Your woman, hahaha!"

After Fanying heard these four words, she suddenly laughed, and her laughter was extremely hearty.

The knot of ten years was completely resolved at this moment.

"With your words, I will die with no regrets!"

Fan Ying laughed loudly, and she reached out her hand to touch Zhuang Yan's cheek.

"I must be very ugly now! I really don't want you to appear in front of you like this. But if I weren't injured and faced with the crisis of death, you would never appear!"

"Zhuang Yan, I have missed you so much over the years! I really want to see you!"

The Buddhist shadow seems to be shining back.

she murmured to Solemnity.

"Don't say such unlucky words, don't worry! As long as I'm here, you won't die!"

Zhuang Yan took out a pill and stuffed it into Fan Ying's mouth.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Fanying swallowed the pill, but her injuries did not improve much. The two injuries had already affected her foundation.

"Yan, stop healing me. I really want you to hold me like this!"

Fan Ying looked at Zhuang Yan affectionately and said with a look of infatuation.

When the two of them kissed me.

People of all races will not eat dog food anywhere.

A alien from the Earthly Evil Realm wielded a long sword and stabbed at him.

"You bitch man and woman, please accept your fate!"

The long sword broke.

Such as Changhong runs through the sun.

It contains unimaginable terrifying power.

"Push!"

Solemn and pointing like a sword.

A sword energy thrust out.

The middle of the eyebrows of the alien strongman at the Earthly Evil Realm level was directly pierced by the sword energy.

A dignified and powerful person in the Earthly Evil Realm was killed in front of his majesty, and it was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.

Zhuang Yan raised his hand and killed a mutant at the Earthly Evil Realm level.

There was an uproar immediately.

"Zhengyan, this guy actually showed up!"

A strong man from the Earthly Evil Realm from the ancient tribe was horrified.

He naturally knows the identity of Zhuang Yan, and they have even suspected that the Zhuang Yan in the Dayong Kingdom is not his true identity, but a smoke bomb deliberately placed outside to hide the public's eyes.

Now, majesty appears.

All stone hammers.

But they are not happy!

With his solemn character, since he dares to show up, it means he is absolutely sure to survive!

"Hey, it's really fun!"

"This small City Lord's Mansion actually has so many experts gathered together!"

A half-yin voice came out.

The person who came was none other than Luo Meidao, who was dressed in red.

Her left hand was holding the Shura Blade tightly, and her right hand was holding a dead human head.

The owner of this head is none other than Gu Tianqing, a strong man from the ancient clan on the eighth level of the Earthly Evil Realm!

Drops of blood dripped from the wound on Gu Tianqing's neck.

Splattered on the ground.

Luo Meidao's beautiful eyes looked in all directions, quite seductive.

But no one present dared to provoke this human female Shura!

No matter how beautiful she is, she is still a man-eating evil spirit!

"Whoever hurts Fanying, I will kill his family!"

Luo Meidao spoke.

He kills and exterminates his family at every turn!

"no……"

A ghost cultivator wanted to defend himself.

The one who hurt Luo Meidao is now dead, and the other one is rolling on the ground trying to survive and die!

It’s not us bullying your Fanying family.

It was Fanying who killed people first!

However, his next words have not yet been spoken.

He felt a chill on his neck.

His head slipped from his neck, and he looked at his body getting further and further away...

"Ang~"

An excited cry sounded.

The Golden Crow of the Great Sun appeared in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion.

When Wei's plan to rescue Zhao around the village failed, he led people to support the city lord's palace.

Another strong man from the Earthly Evil Realm came to his aid.

The human race is in a good mood!

But the hearts of all races and alien species have hit rock bottom.

With the emergence of solemn and Luo Mei Tao.

The originally one-sided balance of strength has begun to change.

And the Great Sun Golden Crow tilted the balance of victory to the side of the human race.

"Kill, kill, kill, do it!"

A catwoman jumped out.

Miaomiao held a small salted fish in her mouth. Although she said something murderous, she still couldn't hide her cute temperament!

"Who can escape the fate of reincarnation when the sickle of death falls!"

The god of death girl Mika also came step by step.

Wherever her jade feet tread, the vegetation withers and everything withers!

The mood of the Ten Thousand Races group is getting heavier and heavier.

The mistakes made by the intelligence department are a bit too outrageous!

There are so many powerful people among the human race in Beicheng, but they haven't investigated any of them.

"what!"

A strong man from the ancient tribe at the seventh level of the magical power realm suddenly wailed.

His strong energy and blood were declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No, no!"

He kept wailing.

There was a look of despair in both eyes.

In the body of the ancient clan at the seventh level of supernatural power.

A faint figure emerged, her body transparent and as beautiful as a flower.

This beautiful figure is exactly that of Gillian.

Gillian's beautiful eyes are flowing and unparalleled.

Her eyes flashed across, and the masters of all races felt terrified!