Heavenly God Mnemonic

Zuo Jun nodded and said, "Since God is so good, then I will send you to God."

The four were horrified, they felt the danger in an instant, and they couldn't help turning around to escape.

Lu Gan kicked his feet, his huge body walked away like the wind, but in an instant, he found that he was controlled by a force, and his whole body was frozen in there, hard to move.

Zuo Jun gave a sneer, raised his hand and pushed forward, several dark beards shot out from the palm of his palm, and plunged into Lu Wan's body like steel needles.

"what!!"

Lu Nan let out a scream of hiss and his lungs, his entire face distorted, his fatty face was full of panic, tears flowed, and he said: "Old man, boss...Let me go...I am loyal to you... "

Zuo Jun smiled coldly and said: "Loyal? Okay, then you can give your last strength to prove your loyalty."

With his five fingers and one buckle, his flesh beard suddenly rose a bit, and Lu Wan also let out a scream.

Everyone shuddered when they heard the noise. The pitch-black flesh beard was like a duct, bulging, as if water was flowing in it, flowing towards Zuo Jun.

But Lu Wan's figure became thinner and thinner under the screams, and after a while, he became silent and became a corpse.

"I always think you are fat, but now I find that I don't have enough to eat."

Zuo Jun smiled coldly, smashed his mouth a few times, and then took the fleshy beard back into his hand.

The three of He Yiding were so scared that they had no courage to escape, and their legs were soft, and they all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Zuo Jun looked ahead without even looking at the three of them. Hundreds of fleshy beards exploded from his body, which penetrated all three of them. In the blink of an eye, he sucked up and became a lifeless corpse.

The students around were all frightened and ran away hurriedly, all silent.

"Is Yang Qingxuan here?"

After Zuo Jun killed the four, he looked at the students and asked at the ancient temple.

"Yes Yes!"

Everyone's heads lit up like chaff, hoping that the killing **** would also quickly enter the hall.

"Do you think that I will enter this ancient temple to kill Yang Qingxuan, and then you can linger for a while?"

Zuo Jun let out a weird cold smile on his face.

Everyone turned pale and didn't know what the killing **** was going to do.

Zuo Junhan said: "I was split by Yang Qingxuan, fell into the cliff, endured the yin qi filling my body, what are you doing when I am in pain? You are all digging for ore here happily! Just that, You have no reason to live!"

Everyone was dumbfounded. You were beaten by Yang Qingxuan. Why should we dig ore?

But without waiting for them to argue, Zuo Jun flashed thin wings behind him and rushed into the crowd at an extremely fast speed. He broke off a student's head on the spot and threw it into the sky.

"what!!"

Everyone was frightened and fleeing like an ant nest exploded by trampling on a cloudy day.

One person shouted: "Don't run, don't mess up your position, he is only one person, even in the original Martial Realm..."

Before the man had finished speaking, his body burst into pieces, turning into poisonous mist and scattered in the air.

It was exactly what was smashed by Zuo Jun's volley, he condensed the spirit of Yin Qi in the valley at this moment, and there are countless evil auras, and his strength has already broken through several levels.

Countless poisonous gas condensed around him, rich as water, and instantly turned into a thousand arrows, violently shooting in all directions.

All the students showed their unique tricks to block the poisonous arrow.

Many students who were inferior or frightened were shot to death by the arrow rain, and their bodies gradually decayed.

Those students who stopped the sharp arrow suddenly found that the poisonous arrow burst apart, turning into countless poisonous water and scattered.

"what!!"

Immediately a scream sounded, and if the venom touches the skin, it will penetrate into the body instantly, corroding the meridians like a maggot attached to the bone.

Thousands of students, under Zuo Jun's prostitution, failed to form an army, howling ghosts.

At this time, many people no longer care about the horror of the ancient temple, and all fled into the temple.

After killing for a while, Zuo Jun stared at the ancient temple and snorted coldly. He seemed to feel that it was boring to continue to kill, so he stopped and walked to the ancient temple.

At this moment, Yang Qingxuan and others, who were still cultivating under the ancient temple, knew nothing about what happened above.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng recovered from his cultivation, looked at the passage in amazement, and said, "It seems that something has changed outside. It seems that a lot of students are coming in."

Su Ying snorted coldly, and said, "It's strange that these cowards dare to come in!"

The voice above got louder and louder, and soon everyone heard the crying and wailing, and their faces changed greatly.

Meng Rui said in a deep voice: "What's the matter, is there an enemy? Could it be that the corpse of the sun is not dead yet?"

Everyone thought of this possibility at once, and they were all shocked.

The power of the Yang Corpse was too strong, leaving the seven people who had experienced it personally with lingering fears.

Chen Zhen was surprised: "What should I do? The dead body is not dead, we are not his opponents at all."

Another said: "We have so many people. What are we afraid of? It's just a corpse. If you can kill him once, you can kill him again."

Lan Yan glared at the man coldly, and sneered: "The ignorant is fearless! If it weren't for Yang Qingxuan before, we are afraid that we would have died in the hands of the corpse of Yang. Now that the yin and yang two points are broken, the ban on the valley should be able to It's opened, let's look around for other exits, and don't touch the corpse directly."

Meng Rui shook his head and said, "I have checked here a long time ago. There is no other exit, so I can only go up this passage."

Chen Zhen said: "Then what should I do now, or wake up Yang Qingxuan and kill them together."

"No."

Du Ruo said: "He is silent at this moment in a wonderful state. If he is forcibly awakened, there will be a hundred harm but no benefit. Let's go up and take a look. It may not be the Yang corpse. I remembered that he was beaten. It's broken, how can it be alive, maybe it's something else."

Under Du Ruo's leadership, everyone walked up the passage and returned to the ancient temple. Sure enough, hundreds of people ran in densely, all in panic.

There are also many students who have been poisoned sitting cross-legged on the ground, using real air pressure to control the toxicity.

The whole hall was in chaos, and everyone panicked.

Some students ran into the haze, saw the huge ancient coffin, and went back in shock.

"Here comes, Zuo Jun is here!"

There was a cry of wailing, and the whole hall became panicked, and the scream of a pig-killing roar came from the front of the hall, which made the scalp numb.

Chen Zhen said in shock: "Zuo Jun?! What's the matter, isn't he dead?"

Everyone looked at the door of the main hall, a poisonous gas spread like a haze, and everyone's complexion changed drastically, all covering their mouths and holding their breath.

"Hahaha!"

A figure walked out of it, and Zuo Jun's laughter rang out, "Do you think you can live by escaping into the hall? You don't know that you will become a turtle in the urn, and you will all die!"