#1120 Shot

"Five 9-dan peak powerhouses in the Celestial Pole Realm, and they failed to assassinate a few furry children who were not even in the Celestial Pole Realm.

You are really embarrassed. "

Fang Cai's voice sounded again.

As the voice fell, a slightly feminine-looking young man slowly appeared.

Senior Brother Nangong Yunmo frowned, they felt great pressure from the young man.

Confirmed eyes, is a person who can't do it.

"Is he the new vice president of the Alchemist Association?" Nangong Yunmo frowned and muttered.

"Yes, it's me." The vice president nodded with a smile.

"I have seen the vice president!"

Elder Ge, who was covered in bruises and bruises, endured the injuries on his body, bowed and saluted, and said respectfully.

"What about the others? Are they all killed?" The vice-chairman asked lightly with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"Back... Back to the vice president, except for me, no one survived." Ge Lao swallowed, his throat trembled slightly, and replied in fear.

"Then go down and accompany them," the vice president said indifferently.

"Vice president!"

The old face of the Alchemist Association suddenly changed.

Unfortunately, before he could beg for mercy, the vice president of the Alchemist Association slowly raised his right hand, and then shook it slightly.

"boom!"

A blast.

Elder Ge of the Alchemist Association was out of breath on the spot, blood sprayed three feet, lost his vitality, and fell to the land at an extreme speed.

"What a powerful strength!"

Senior Brother Nangong Yunmo exclaimed in their hearts.

The powerhouses they fought bloodily for several days and nights were just given a second by the vice president of the Alchemist Association? !

"Such a simple assassination mission can fail, what's the use of asking you both?" said the vice president of the Alchemist Association in a flat tone.

At some point, the vice president of the Alchemist Association had a shriveled heart in his hand.

It looked fresh, as if it had just been dug out.

"It's your turn next. I advise you not to try to resist, because resistance will only double your pain."

The vice president threw the shriveled heart out of his hand, and then wiped his hands with a clean handkerchief.

"cut!"

Brother Nangong Yunmo snorted coldly.

However, cold hum, cold hum, no cowardice, no cowardice, but still can't beat.

The vice president of the Alchemist Association should be a powerhouse in the realm of demigods.

With the current strength of Nangong Yunmo's brothers and sisters, there is absolutely no chance for them to fight back.

Not even running.

The difference in strength is simply too great!

"Fight to the death!"

Nangong Yunmo shouted.

"it is good!"

Brother Zhang Shige nodded in succession, raised their heads high, and agreed excitedly.

The big deal is dead and resurrected!

"Oh, you kids, you are really disobedient.

Ask yourself, with your current strength, is resistance useful? "The vice president of the Alchemist Association sneered, but he didn't take the senior brothers Nangong Yunmo seriously.

He is a powerhouse in the demigod realm, neither at the ninth stage of the celestial pole nor in the nine-turn celestial pole.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Rather than standing in place and waiting to die, it's better to do your best to give it a shot."

Maybe a miracle will happen?

"Really? Then you should fight with all your might, so that I can let you know how big the gap between you and me is." The vice president of the Alchemist Association smiled disdainfully.

In his eyes, the strength of Nangong Yunmo's brothers and sisters is just a small fight.

"Go ahead!"

Senior Brother Nangong Yunmo and several others ran all kinds of magic formulas and tried their best to defend.

"Boring trick..."

The vice president of the Alchemist Association shook his head and said a little boringly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the vice president raised his hand slightly.

A yellowed True Qi condensed at the speed of light in the palm of his hand.

"Oh, I can't stand it anymore..."

Senior Brother Nangong Yunmo sighed.

Still suffer from the loss of the realm, if they are also the powerhouses of the heavenly realm. . . .

Brother Nangong Yunmo thought so in their hearts.

"Go to hell."

Infuriating shot.

at this time! An incomparably cold voice suddenly rang in the ears of Nangong Yunmo's brothers and sisters.

"Would rather die than ask for help?"

When this voice sounded, even the world was chilled.

The cold wind is bleak, and the air is full of chills.

And that true qi, somehow and when, disappeared invisibly.

Hearing this voice, Senior Brother Nangong Yunmo was shocked and overjoyed.

"Senior Sister (Junior Sister)!"

"Um?"

The cold voice sounded again.

"Master!"

The brothers Nangong Yunmo quickly corrected their slip of the tongue.

"good."

The cold voice softened a little.

"Who is coming?!"

In the face of this mysterious powerhouse who suddenly broke in, the vice president of the Alchemist Association was startled and asked in shock.

To be able to easily defuse his blow, the strength of the comer is probably not simple!

Even if it is a peak powerhouse of the 9th-turn Celestial Pole Realm, if it is hard to receive the shock of infuriating energy just now, it is necessary to destroy the meridians if it does not die.

Therefore, according to the preliminary guess of the vice president of the Alchemist Association, the comer should also be a powerhouse in the demigod realm!

"As you can see, their mistress."

The cold wind was blowing, and along with the refreshing fragrance of the empty valley or orchid, a shadowy figure gradually appeared in everyone's field of vision like a cloud.

The woman has a pair of red phoenix eyes, bright eyes and white teeth, a thin wing veil on her face, a tall figure, thin areas where she should be thin, meat where she should be fleshy, three thousand blue silk reaching her waist, a willow waist with a long sword, and her temperament is cold and immortal.

Like a woman walking out of a picture scroll, others only dare to watch from a distance.

"Let's heal your wounds well, he'll leave it to me." Ling Xinyun waved her hand, and several groups of light sources turned into several bottles of medicinal pills, floating in front of Nangong Yunmo's brothers and sisters, and said softly.

"Master, be careful, this old monster is a powerhouse in the demigod realm!" the little monk reminded.

"It's just a demigod, it's nothing." Ling Xinyun said indifferently.

It was obviously a very frenzied remark, but when Nangong Yunmo's senior brothers heard it, they thought it was normal.

Is it an illusion?

After getting along for a long time, the realm has been hammered, and I instinctively feel that the teacher is very powerful!

"Oh, Your Excellency is too arrogant?!"

Seeing that Ling Xinyun looked down on herself, the vice president of the Alchemist Association immediately became anxious.

How many are there in the entire Sanctuary for the powerhouses in the demigod realm?

I actually looked down on the powerhouses in the demigod realm.

The realm of the sanctuary is the realm of demigods, and the realm of demigods is a ceiling-like existence in the sanctuary.

Under the gods, the demigod realm is the strongest existence.

"What's wrong with being arrogant? I'm just telling the truth." Ling Xinyun said lightly.

"It's like you're not a powerhouse in the demigod realm." The vice president of the Alchemist Association snorted and said.

They are also strong in the demigod realm, what is there to look down on?

Despise yourself?

"When did I tell you that I am a demigod?"