0p0 Chapter 236 The Believers... It's Time to Be Destroyed
Chapter 236 The Believers... It's Time to Be Destroyed
In the manor...
The twelfth seat woke up from the ruins. He was knocked unconscious by the aftermath of the sword attack from the Sword Master. He shook his head and stood up.
"What about the ninth seat?"
The twelfth seat looked around and found that there was no sign of the ninth seat, so he frowned and prepared to go underground.
When he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped and saw a figure with his hands in his pockets, leaning calmly against the wall. He lowered his head, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it with his fingertips.
The other person was wearing a white fox mask, so the twelfth seat could not see the other person's face at all.
"who are you?"
The twelfth seat frowned when he saw the white fox mask. Although it was the first time he met the person in front of him, he felt a sense of disgust rising from his heart.
"Huh..." Shen Qingzhu exhaled a smoke ring calmly, his eyes fell calmly on the twelfth seat, "The one who killed you..."
Shen Qingzhu stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.
Snapped--! !
The air around the twelfth seat was instantly sucked out, and a feeling of suffocation instantly surged into his heart. The twelfth seat's face changed, and he immediately turned around and fled to the side.
"Hey hey hey!"
Just when the twelfth seat was about to flee the area, a voice rang out.
A figure wearing a Sha Monk mask rushed over, emitting a black murderous aura. He raised the Star Blade in his hand and slashed towards the twelfth seat.
Upon seeing this, the twelfth seat immediately took out a short blade and tried to block the knife.
"The world is in disarray!"
Fatty's voice sounded, and the next moment, the short blade that the twelfth seat had just raised flew out of his hand!
The twelfth seat just stood there in a daze, his weapon was gone.
Phew! !
Cao Yuan's sword cut a hideous wound directly on his chest, blood gushed out, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the intense pain and strong feeling of suffocation filled his mind all the time.
He rushed towards a certain direction desperately as if he was crazy. He opened his mouth to an exaggerated extent, trying to breathe fresh air, his eyes full of fear.
A strange black light burst out from the twelfth seat's body, and he rushed towards a distance like a sharp arrow. He had to get out of this vacuum area as soon as possible, otherwise he would suffocate to death.
Shen Qingzhu naturally would not let him leave. Holding a cigarette, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers again.
Snapped--! !
An invisible high-pressure air wall completely sealed him in. The twelfth seat's body seemed to have hit it, and was bounced back abruptly, and fell heavily to the ground. The veins of the twelfth seat bulged all over his body, and his expression was silently ferocious.
With the decrease of oxygen concentration in the blood and the massive blood loss, the consciousness of the twelfth seat began to blur, and the body that had just stood up became shaky.
Finally, he staggered and fell to his knees, barely supporting himself with his hands, with only a trace of clarity left in his eyes...
He opened his mouth wide, eager to breathe in air, like a victim about to drown in the sea, his eyes full of fear.
He was dying.
Shen Qingzhu's gaze fell on the ferocious Twelfth Seat who was lying on the ground. He slowly took off his white fox mask, revealing his true face. He smiled at the embarrassed Twelfth Seat, then stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.
"Remember, the person who killed you...is called Shen Qingzhu."
The high-pressure air wall instantly condensed into a beam and penetrated into the lungs of the twelfth seat through the respiratory tract.
Snapped! ! !
The twelfth seat's lungs exploded, and his life force was rapidly disappearing. He lay on the ground with unwillingness and terror in his eyes. At the last moment of his life, he seemed to hear the other party's name in a trance.
Shen Qingzhu...I seem to have seen her somewhere before? She looks really disgusting...
The twelfth seat completely lost its breath while whispering.
Shen Qingzhu glanced at him, put on his white fox mask again, and slowly walked away.
A fat figure also appeared from the side and followed Cao Yuan.
A hint of murderous intent gradually emerged in Shen Qingzhu's eyes.
Believers...it's time to perish.
Li Jia, watch out.
How did you, Brother Shen, completely destroy the believers?
......
In another ruin...
The tenth seat vomited blood and got up from the ground with difficulty.
"I didn't expect that just being a little closer to the sword energy would cause me to be injured to this extent?"
The Tenth Seat thought so. Even though he had already reached the Boundless Realm, he was still seriously injured by the aftermath of the Sword Saint's sword energy.
Lord Yiyu seemed to have gone to the altar just now. The situation is unclear now. Let’s reunite with Lord Yiyu first.
As the Tenth Seat was on his way to the underground altar, he didn't notice that every time he took a step, a few blades of grass would quietly emerge from the broken tiles and grow slowly and silently...
"This is....."
The Tenth Seat suddenly stopped, as if he had noticed something. He frowned as he looked at the green grass that suddenly grew on the ground. When he raised his head, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw a girl in a white dress floating silently in front of him, her cold eyes looking at him calmly, like a ghost.
Without waiting for the Tenth Seat to react, Jiang Er dived directly into the Tenth Seat's body.
Almost at the same time, the grass grew rapidly and began to cover the feet of the Tenth Seat. It also grew flower buds at a very fast speed and began to absorb the Tenth Seat's mental power.
Just when the Tenth Seat tried to break free from Jiang Er, an invisible thread instantly entangled the Tenth Seat. A figure wearing a Tang Monk mask and carrying a black coffin walked out from the side and looked at the Tenth Seat calmly.
"Who...are...you?"
The tenth seat made a sound with difficulty, his eyes full of fear, and he was constantly fighting for control of his own body.
Facing the question from the tenth seat, An Qingyu just smiled shyly and applied slight force with his fingers.
The invisible silk thread directly cut the skin of the Tenth Seat, countless blood gushed out instantly, and severe pain continued to fill the Tenth Seat's nerves.
The Tenth Seat's face was filled with fear. He tried to struggle, but the thread became tighter and tighter, cutting deeper and deeper into his skin.
His body began to tremble and he broke out in a cold sweat. He felt an unprecedented fear.
"It's OK, Jiang Er."
An Qingyu spoke softly. Jiang Er also broke free from the body of the Tenth Seat after hearing this.
Phew! ! !
Seeing Jiang Er coming out of the Tenth Seat's body, An Qingyu suddenly exerted force with his palm, and the Tenth Seat's body was instantly cut into countless pieces by invisible silk threads.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, splattering on the ground, forming pools of bright red liquid. The remains of the tenth seat were scattered on the ground, looking shocking.