Chapter 1791, Thug in Suit

In a short period of thought, the monk Bujie had completely fallen into a disadvantage.

His strength was consumed too much, and the morning bell phantom was crumbling.

In the realm of chaos, at the cost of the three false saints, both Lin Que and Qin Feng were seriously injured.

Buzz!

The Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram bloomed with its final light, then returned to the heaven and earth and disappeared.

A feeling of weakness came from every cell, and Lin Que and the two of them no longer had the strength to fight.

The two of them and Xia Yuyan relied on each other and stared intently at the battle in the sky.

The joining of the last three false saints was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Bang!

The phantom of the morning bell exploded into pieces, and Kunlun's dangerous peaks directly hit Bujie.

He staggered and fell directly in front of Lin Que and others.

The burning of the soul is still going on, and there is still energy left if you don’t quit.

But just as he was about to counterattack again, Qi Sheng, who was chasing him, stepped on his chest.

"Damn bald donkey, luckily I'm better at it."

"This will make you kill the four of me from Tianmen."

"If it hadn't been for the previous successive weakenings, I might have let you run away!"

Monk Bujie's face was as golden as paper, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Amitabha, benefactor, put down your butcher knife and turn around."

"When you go to hell, tell the King of Hell this!"

Bang!

With a kick filled with the power of a saint, he crushed Bujie's head into the ground.

Before the burning of the soul ends, Bujie's vitality is particularly tenacious.

This kick did not kill him.

Lin Que and others saw this in their eyes and clenched their fists.

They don't want to see such humiliation, but can they protect themselves, let alone save others?

Qin Feng's eyes were about to burst.

"Sister Yuyan, think of a solution quickly!"

"If that bald man dies, we will lose a small mobile vault!"

His tone was very weak.

The process of soul burning is irreversible, and they all know this.

Xia Yuyan didn't answer, her beautiful eyes looked around.

She was still looking forward to that ethereal glimmer of life.

When Qi Sheng saw this, he smiled contemptuously.

"what are you looking for?"

"It's already this time, don't you still think there's a way to escape, do you?"

"good."

"Go and bring those two people over."

Several false saints carried the unconscious Ye Ni and the seriously injured Sun Xiaosheng and threw them in front of Lin Que and the others.

"Lin Que, don't worry about these little episodes."

"Let's continue the topic we just talked about."

"Let me take a look. Should we start from the beginning this time?"

Qi Sheng's tone was frivolous, as if he were picking out a favorite object among his trophies.

Then, he stepped forward and grabbed Sun Xiaosheng's hair.

"What about her?"

"Lin Que, the conditions I just made still apply."

"Either join Tianmen."

"Either you watch these friends die."

He pulled Sun Xiaosheng's hair and lifted the girl up.

Sun Xiaosheng was very conscious and she did not dare to look directly into Lin Que's eyes.

Not because of the fear of facing death.

It was because he looked so embarrassed in front of the person he had always admired.

"Let her go!"

Lin Que's eyes were about to split and he roared.

The corners of Qi Sheng's mouth were split to the base of his ears.

"It seems you still don't want to give in."

"Then let's try killing one first."

Then, the power of the Saint in Qi Sheng exploded again.

Sun Xiaosheng's heart completely sank into the abyss.

She finally raised her head and looked at the man who was unwilling to fight for his life.

"Lin Que..."

Just when they were about to be separated forever, a familiar voice sounded not far away.

"stop!"

Then, wisps of yellow wind blew by, and a figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Lin Que and others were completely stunned.

"That's it!"

It turned out to be a weasel that we had met once before!

Xia Yuyan was enlightened.

She understood instantly.

The glimmer of hope for Jinxianju’s desperate situation should be in Kunxu!

And this is indeed the case.

Although Weasel is afraid of Qi Sheng, he is confident.

"Let go of the ancestors."

The smile on Qi Sheng's face suddenly froze.

The demonic aura on this weasel carries a sense of eternal desolation.

It is a special atmosphere that belongs to a certain place.

"Kunxu, have you started to interfere in secular affairs too?"

Before the weasel could speak, the spiritual power within a hundred miles suddenly began to riot.

Those spiritual powers were swept away, and then all gathered above everyone's heads.

An ordinary door to space slowly opened.

Several figures walked out of the door.

In an instant, the strong demonic energy caused the situation to change!

The group fell to the ground.

Qin Feng rubbed his eyes.

"Fuck."

"This look is so cool!"

But he saw that the leader looked middle-aged and had an extremely strong build.

He had a pair of flip-flops on his feet and a black suit on his body.

There is a pair of sunglasses on the Chinese character's face.

He had a sloppy beard and a burning cigar in his mouth.

Coupled with the two horns protruding from the top of the head, not only does it not look nondescript, but it is even more domineering.

He came directly to Qi Sheng.

"Not interfering in worldly affairs is the foundation of Kunxu's business."

"That will never change."

"But just because we don't cause trouble doesn't mean we are afraid of trouble."

"She carries the inheritance of my Kunxu ancestral demon."

"she?"

Qi Sheng looked at Sun Xiaosheng in his hand, and his face turned the color of pig liver.

He never dreamed that this ordinary woman would have such a relationship with Kunxu.

"Let her go, you have three seconds to think about it."

Qi Sheng looked directly at the man. He couldn't figure out the other person's state at all.

Even the saints can’t see through it!

He didn't dare to hesitate for a second and let go of his hand.

Weasel quickly stepped forward and helped Sun Xiaosheng.

After checking carefully, the middle-aged man settled Sun Xiaosheng down and stood up again.

"Hiss~."

Take a long puff and stamp out the cigar.

He took off his sunglasses, and his eyes were very calm.

He took off his coat, unbuttoned it, and rolled up his shirt sleeves.

"Those who touch me in Kunxu, you have to give me a clear path on this matter."

Qi Sheng narrowed his eyes and sounded weak.

"I didn't know about this before."

"I am willing to give you a five-thousand-year-old medicine and ten thousand spiritual stones as compensation."

Lin Que and others listened, their eyes widened.

For a saint to lower his posture to such an extent.

How powerful can this cool monster be?

What kind of similar place is Kunxu?

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Kunxu has a lot of that kind of garbage."

"How about this."

"You should be free from this, and I will let Tianmen go."

Qi Sheng's heart skipped a beat.

"What do you want to do?"

"I am a saint!"

The middle-aged man grinned.

"A saint, right?"

Snapped!

His body flashed, leaving an afterimage, and a big slap hit Qi Sheng's face.

Qi Sheng had no time to activate his power and his body flew out.

The six people around him were very sincere to him and stood in front of him resolutely.

The middle-aged man looked calm and punched.