Chapter 485 Interesting, You Are Paralyzed! Interesting!

"too weak!"

The strong man of the Black Death Race suddenly grinned, causing everyone's hearts to miss half a beat in fright.

"It's not good, old man, come back quickly!" The Holy Maiden of Qianling looked pale and looked at the Heishi tribe in disbelief.

Hum——!

There was a buzzing sound from the sky and the earth, and the powerhouse of the Black Death Race disappeared in place again. A black lightning flashed between the sky and the earth, and suddenly appeared in front of Old Ghost Qi.

"Beep his mother, I don't care what the hell you are, let me die!"

Rumble!

A group of earth-shattering huge waves erupted from Old Ghost Qi's body, as if a big river rolled up, and the huge waves surged to the sky, forming a Milky Way behind him.

"Overreaching!" The black dead strongman sneered, and suddenly stretched out his hand, a long withered hand seemed to cut through the space, leaving a series of black lights on the spot, and when it reappeared, it was already facing Qi Lao. The ghost passed through his chest.

Plop! Plop!

A claw-like hand was holding a beating heart, dripping with blood, and the beating was obviously getting slower and slower.

"No!"

Old ghost Qi murmured, turned his head blankly, almost turned his head half a circle, and watched his heart slowly stop beating with a dazed expression.

This was the first time Old Ghost Qi saw his living heart, and it was also the last time.

In just one meeting, the two strong men of the Mahayana period had already died, just like two children who had no power to resist. In front of the strong men of the Black Death Race, they died so simply that it was unacceptable.

Qianlao and Lu Qiju both looked pale, and watched in horror as Qi Laogui died at the hands of the Heishi tribe, with unbelievable expressions on their faces.

Plop!

Hongqiu sat down on the ground, with scales standing on his face, trembling non-stop, dripping sweat continuously.

After swallowing hard, Hongqiu shook his head and slowly rubbed his butt back, muttering to himself: "It's terrible, it's terrible, I...I want to go home!"

hum!

After killing a person, a trace of red line appeared in the black air waves on the body of the Heishi clansman, and the whole person appeared plump.

It was only then that everyone noticed with horror that whether it was Fang Jielin or Qi Laogui, the corpses seemed to have lost a third of their flesh and blood, turning into mummies.

"I didn't expect it to be so delicious. Sure enough, the slightly stronger human blood is the most delicious thing in this world."

A glint of black light flashed in the eyes of the Heishizu, and they looked at Qianlao with a gloomy expression.

Qian Lao trembled all over, stretched out his hand, and a thick long knife appeared in his hand.

"Soul Slayer!" Lu Qiju's expression changed, and he looked at Qianlao in surprise.

Old Qian smiled wryly, and muttered to himself: "It's been a long time since I've used it, old man, it seems that I'm going to fight with you again today, and it's very likely that this will be... the last time!"

Lu Qiju took a deep breath, then sucked it back suddenly, punched himself heavily in the heart, and suddenly a gust of blood spurted out wildly.

boom!

A turbulent fire wave of true essence erupted from Lu Qiju's body, the terrifying air wave surged into the sky, and among the bursts of thunder and thunder, there was a ferocious rumble.

Behind Lu Qiju, a terrifying thundercloud seemed to be like a sky phenomenon. Under the cover of the sky, the powerful aura of the Mahayana period suddenly exploded, covering the surrounding space with ups and downs.

"thunder?"

The strong man of the Black Death clan who was staring at Qianlao suddenly changed his face, a ferocious look of anger appeared on his face, and he said with a cold snort: "What I hate most in this life is the power of thunder, you... die first!"

Lu Qiju laughed out loud, as if insane, jumped up, thunder dragons roared in mid-air, surrounded his body, while dozens of thunder dragons roared angrily, he said to the powerhouse of the Black Death Race: "Would you want the old man's life? It's so easy!"

Speaking of this, Lu Qiju turned around and said to Qian Lao: "Brother Qian, this old man will take a step first, the rest will be up to you!"

"Bi Qi Niang, what are you, you dare to be so rampant in front of my human monk!"

Rumble!

Violent thunderbolts rushed towards the strong Heisi clan, and the waves of air surged to the sky, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

Qian Lao also let out a rage, and suddenly a monstrous black light erupted from the Soul Slashing Knife. Under the covering of the sky and the sun, the brightly lit world seemed to turn into night.

While jumping up, Qian Lao turned around and yelled at Qian Ling Saintess: "Qian Ling, take the others and get out of here quickly, the sooner the better!"

The Qianling Saintess turned pale, bit her lip and shook her head upon hearing this.

Elder Qian was furious, and just about to speak, he suddenly heard a slight yell, his expression froze, and he looked towards the strong Heisi clan.

The strong man of the Black Dead clan stared at Hua Youyue on the ground, with a look of surprise in his eyes, but after a while, a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face.

Hua Youyue looked at the strong man of the Black Death Race calmly, and only frowned slightly when the strong man of the Black Death Race showed ecstasy on his face, and slowly unsheathed the Moon Shadow Saint Weapon in her hand.

"Jie Jie Jie, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

With a loud bang, the berserk thunder dragon charged in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed in front of the strong Black Death Race, but was snuffed out by the strong Black Death Race!

The terrifying thunder dragon dissipated between the sky and the earth without even making a whimper.

Dozens of thunder dragons were snuffed out one by one in the hands of the strong Heisi clan, and the strong Heisi clan walked towards Hua Youyue step by step without even turning their heads.

"I didn't expect to see such an interesting soul here. Hey, there seems to be a trace of other aura on you. Let me take a look. It tastes delicious, little girl. After refining you, I may be You can recover to the peak strength, you..."

"You can try it!" Hua Youyue's expression was still as calm as water.

Even in the face of the strong Heisi clan who can kill the strong of the Mahayana stage with just a few gestures, the expression on Hua Youyue's face still did not change much, but the long sword in her hand suddenly burst into a cloud of moonlight.

One person, one sword, one body proud, with a sword in hand, it is the whole world!

Qian Lao didn't cut off the long knife in his hand, but exchanged a glance with Lu Qiju, waiting for the best time to strike.

Obviously, there was something on Hua Youyue that attracted the strong Heisi, and walked straight towards her.

Everyone took a deep breath, looked at Hua Youyue in horror, and then at the strong Heisi tribe, they all backed away, for fear of harming Chi Yu.

What a joke, this guy in front of him is really terrifying.

Hua Youyue is just a cultivator in the Immortal Wandering Stage, and there is almost no room for resistance in front of the powerful Black Death Race.

At this moment, Han Yan'er beside Hua Youyue suddenly moved, and the long sword in her hand suddenly burst into a world-brightening light, and she jumped up and rushed towards the strong man of the Black Death Race.

"The shadow of the sun shines!"

Han Yan'er's martial arts skills are as stubborn as her character, and she made a sudden attack without any warning, which shocked even the strong Black Death.

boom--!

The shadow of the sun fell on the strong man of the Black Death Race. The strong man of the Black Death Race suddenly staggered, but looked at Han Yan'er unharmed, reached out and grabbed Han Yan'er, and immediately pulled Han Yan'er over, pinching Han Yan'er throat.

Han Yan'er's face was pale, and she looked at the strong Heisi clan in horror.

Everyone gasped, and looked at Han Yan'er in the hands of the strong Heisi clan in amazement.

Who would have thought that Han Yan'er, who had already entered Taoism as Yang Zhen at such a young age, would die at the hands of the Black Death Clan like this.

Yang Zhen?

By the way, where did that bastard Yang Zhen go?

At this time, the bastard Yang Zhen is not with the two women?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hua Youyue walked forward slowly, facing the strong Heisi clan with a calm expression, and said, "Let her go!"

"Jie, jie, jie!" The black dead strongman sneered, "An interesting soul, an interesting Dao Yun, interesting, interesting!"

As he said that, the strong man of the Black Death Race suddenly stretched out his other hand, slowly lifted it up, and grabbed Hua Youyue.

Everyone turned pale with fright.

At this moment, a lazy voice rang out: "Funny, you are paralyzed, funny, you dare to move this woman of Sao Sheng, are you impatient?"