The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 1527: Are they dead?

After saying that, Yin Wuhen fluttered on the Zhanhun lock, crushed the spiritual imprint of the original work, raised his hand, and threw the thing into Luo Yishan's hand who was standing silly below.

"Dashan, take it and play."

Luo Yishan was holding this thing, stiff and motionless, looking at Yin Wuhen and sighed helplessly: "This little thing is too scared. It seems that except for Xiao Jiu'er, these guys need to be tempered... …"

However, his sigh was engulfed in the ups and downs of chaos.

"Start the Zhushen Formation!"

"Kuangbiao! Kuangxue! Summon talented supernatural powers!"

……

Knowing that Yin Wuhen was only showing weakness at the beginning, the Ten Kills immediately acted, they immediately ordered the overlord Beast to release its talented supernatural powers, and the whole body surged, and the endless horror power poured into the already prepared punishment. God array!

Fortunately, they never underestimate the enemy, even if the power of Emperor Tianchen is as strong as ever, what he resisted is the God Slayer Formation, can he resist the two overlord beasts? !

The words like thunder in the sky hit the hearts of the disciples of the Soul Fighting Sect hard and crushed the earth again!

In a blink of an eye, two giant beasts covering the sky and the sun descended from the left and the other, and the killing energy of the swallowing sky and fertile sun was boiling all around!

In the face of such a desperate scene, the shadows of the six Yin Wuhen people are small and pitiful.

Which one wins, which one loses, which one is strong and which one is weak, you all know it with your knees!

Unfortunately, their lord master is still not in a hurry, and he slowly drew the blood blade from his abdomen, and said in amazement: "This knife is good, maybe it will be useful in the future."

Mu Yan and others couldn't help protesting: "Hey, boss, can you fix your little money-greedy problem now? When is this!"

"No!"

"..."

"Hehe, there is such a thing, I will recover a little cost anyway, every time I use this thing, I feel distressed."

"..."

Okay, Mu Yan and the others don't want to pay attention to Yin Wuhen anymore, they turned their eyes away with disgust.

Nima...

When is this, you still have the thought of discussing greed for money and not greedy for money, and the problem is not wrong, so that it is really good not to take their lives and deaths in mind? !

The disciples of the Soul Fighting Sect couldn't bear to look at it again, they looked away one after another, and their nostalgic eyes fell on the last complete building of the Soul Fighting Sect, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Look!

Even the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is starting to sink and the pressure is split...

However, this is so shattered and neat!

Looking at it, Han Chengyu couldn't help but poking Gale Feng Ting beside him: "Hey, hey, look, what's that?"

Gale Feng Ting also suspected that he had read it wrong~ IndoMTL.com~ couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, and after finding that it was true, the corners of his mouth twitched and said: "This...it seems to be a weapon..."

Weapons? !

Standing aside and closely watching the changes in the battle situation, the wind, Gu Ming, Mei Ke, and Yi Li were also startled, frowning and looking at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, stiffening their body by coincidence, their eyes widened, like a ghost.

"This is..."

"Fuck!"

"No..."

"Cough cough cough..."

……

Obviously, the four of them all endured the dark iron pipes slowly emerging from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Without a word, they stopped in front of Lu Jiuque and Di Shifang, just about to speak. The emperor Shifang has already said: "No problem, if Yin Wuhen dares to use it, he is sure."

The four of them really want to cry. How can they be dead after using this thing? !