Section 388

But I don’t know that now that this thing has lost Jiang Yan’s blood power, it is really just a bottle of insecticide. At most, it is made by Jiang Yan with the power of the soul, so it may be more lethal.

Well, it is strong enough to kill cockroaches in seconds!

But what everyone didn’t expect was that before everyone had time to be happy, Wilson and others’ actions seemed to have completely angered those ghost hands.

“Boom!”

With a burst of earthquakes, the floor and walls collapsed directly, and countless ghost hands rushed out like poisonous snakes and vines, even more crazy!

"Shit! Shit! Bilk, take out the damn powder, or we will all die here!"

"Oh my god, have we entered hell?"

"Run, run!"

"No! Xiaodie, I'll fight you!"

......

In an instant, the shrill screams and angry roars completely composed a elegy. Fortunately, as those who began to steal the stone powder, sprinkled the powder again, the situation was barely stabilized.

At this moment, all the survivors have almost become isolated islands.

Except for the large and small circles formed by those who have stone powder, only Jiang Yan and the group of top masters in the West are still using tough means to support the attacks of those crazy ghost hands.

"Puff! Little Saint, the situation is not good, we will retreat!"

After cutting off countless ghost hands again, Guo Weiming's breath became a little empty, which is a manifestation of excessive use of strength.

At this moment, he couldn't help but look back at Jiang Yan and shouted.

"Let's go, it's too late if you're not here!"

Su Tingbai, who was standing by, grabbed Jiang Yan's arm and wanted to take him out first. However, although she had temporarily possessed the strength of a super-lord because of the treasures Jiang Yan gave her, Jiang Yan did not move at all.

It was as if she was not pulling Jiang Yan's arm, but a corner of a mountain, which made her eyes widen instantly.

Looking at her fierce appearance, Jiang Yan had no choice but to say helplessly: "Don't worry, I just found something interesting, I'll let you enjoy it later!"

As he said that, his figure suddenly disappeared like stardust, and before everyone could come to their senses, he suddenly appeared next to Guo Weiming.

"Little..."

"Snap!"

However, before he could speak anxiously, with a crisp snap of Jiang Yan's fingertips, the entire rioting ghost hand seemed to have been paused.

Especially the ghost hand that stretched out the closest, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it stopped in front of Jiang Yan.

"Boom~!"

"Crack, crack..."

With a sudden thunderous sound in the void in front of them, countless dark space cracks suddenly appeared, just like the sharpest swords, instantly chopped all the ghost hands into countless pieces as firewood.

After glancing at the piles of ghost hand debris on the ground, Jiang Yan nodded with satisfaction, and all the void visions disappeared instantly, as if they had never appeared.

And those ghost hands seemed to have sensed something, and immediately retreated madly. In just a moment, the hall that was about to be burst by these ghost hands instantly returned to its original emptiness.

It's just that the walls and the ground everywhere are covered with dense, dark cracks of varying sizes, which are caused by the battle between those weird ghost hands and everyone. ......

Looking at this scene, everyone couldn't help but stare at the scene in front of them blankly, as if they were in a dream, and they couldn't come back for a long time.

If it weren't for the devastated hall in front of him and the piles of ghost hand debris on the ground, he would even doubt whether he had been under an illusion and everything he had seen just now was fake.

"Hey, you're right, these ghost hands are all made of wood?"

After a long time, everyone came back to their senses. Su Tingbai also looked at the ghost hand debris on the ground curiously and said with some surprise.

"I know, I remember, isn't this the legendary nine-headed snake cypress?! I didn't expect it to really exist, and it has become a spirit!"

At this time, Zhang Daofan looked at the ghost hand debris that looked like a dead branch in his hand, and suddenly said with surprise, which made everyone stunned and looked at him.

Zhang Daofan did not hide his doubts in front of everyone's eyes.

He sighed immediately: "According to records, it is rumored that only in extremely spiritual places can a strange tree called Hydra cypress grow."

"Everyone has seen the reason. After they grow up, the branches and vines will become like psychic venomous snakes, strangling all the creatures around them as prey and taking them back, then absorbing nutrients and providing them to the tree body for absorption and growth."

4.8　As he said, he couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't think of it at first, but now seeing these remains, I can conclude that it is true. However, this Hydra cypress has existed for who knows how many years. It seems that it has really become a spirit."

"Senior, how strong is this Hydra cypress? Can we still deal with it?"

At this moment, some people finally couldn't help asking, but more people looked at Jiang Yan quietly.

It is obvious that the previous scene made them all know that Jiang Yan definitely has the ability to deal with the Hydra cypress, but everyone is not a fool.

It is estimated that except for the group of people in Jiuzhou who are in danger, I am afraid that this little saint will not take action.

After all, they all know the purpose of coming here. To put it bluntly, they are here to grab treasures and opportunities. Why do you need others to save you? .

245 Awesome! Everyone was beaten by the Hydra! Are you grilling fish?

"Hmm..."

Faced with this question from everyone, Zhang Daofan also pondered for a moment.

Finally, he said: "I can't be sure, but judging from the attack just now, this Hydra is likely to be a monster comparable to the middle or even late stage of the Five-sided Ghost Emperor!"

As he said that, he also glanced at Jiang Yan, and then said: "As for whether it can be dealt with, I believe everyone knows it in their hearts."

After saying this, everyone fell into silence.

At this time, the live broadcast room was almost frozen by the crazy barrage again!

"Fuck! This is simply the Void God of War!"

"The little saint is so handsome!"

"Coach, I want to learn this!"

"Coach: Get lost! Ni Ma, I want to learn it too, but I can't do it either!"

"Oh, praise God, the little saint of Kyushu, I'm in love!"

"Oh, it's so sad, why is such an outstanding man not from the same country as me?"

......

All the audiences were completely conquered by Jiang Yan's handsome snap of fingers, causing countless foreign media to be envious and jealous, and cursed those masters of their own country.

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"Shit! These useless guys still call themselves heroes? Pah!"

"Oh shit! Is this the God of War? Go eat shit!"

"Trash! All trash! You have disgraced the Empire!"

......

Countless fans and media of the foreign masters cursed, especially countless male compatriots, who saw many goddesses around them flattering the little saint, and their hearts were instantly filled with lemons.

For a moment, Jiang Yan almost became the public enemy of most men in the world!

"Hey, what are you still doing? Help!"

However, at this moment, when everyone was still in a daze, Jiang Yan had already happily picked up the Hydra cypress vines on the ground.

Looking at Su Tingbai who was also in a daze, he immediately shouted in dissatisfaction.

Su Tingbai was also startled by his shout. Seeing his movements, he was even more confused. He couldn't help but frown and asked, "What's wrong? Are these branches also treasures?"

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener took it seriously.

Without waiting for Jiang Yan's answer, the group of Jianghu wanderers, even the top masters from the West, frantically snatched the broken branches on the ground.

There were more than half a meter of dead branches and rotten leaves scattered on the ground, but they were snatched away by this group of people in just a few minutes. Jiang Yan couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

He could only roll his eyes helplessly at Su Tingbai and said, "It's right, but it's not right. Okay, help me pile these things together."

Su Tingbai had to roll his eyes again after hearing this.

After humming, he was also very curious. Listening to Jiang Yan's words, he piled up the vines like a bonfire.

Fortunately, when the snatching started, the masters of Jiuzhou and the special dispatch team also snatched a lot of firewood, and successfully piled up a pile of firewood as high as a person.

Just looking at the pile and Jiang Yan's excited expression, Su Tingbai felt that something was wrong.

And the other masters, and even the audience in the live broadcast room, held their breath and looked over with great curiosity, wondering what Jiang Yan was trying to do.

"By the way, this little saint is not going to have a bonfire party, right?"

"What the hell is a bonfire party? Are you crazy?"

"Don't make a fuss, watch carefully, since he said it's a treasure, it must have some magical effect, have you forgotten the insecticide?"

The crowd kept talking, but in the end they all quieted down, staring at Jiang Yan with wide eyes, as if they were afraid of missing some links, resulting in them not being able to get any treasures.

Only the monk Gui Xian in the crowd was desperate.

That's right, he's not dead yet!

It was just that he had been tortured or tied up for too long, and now he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

What made him even more upset was that when the little saint cut off those ghost hands, the hand that was madly attacking behind him just happened to break in his anus!