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"Senior brother, you, you can't do this!" The Taoist corpse pulled and held Wu Ya'ange, not allowing her to die. ◇↓◇↓ Novel.￥f begged at the same time, "Let's go back and don't fall into a place of irreparable consequences."

"Hehe, it seems that we two brothers are different and do not plan together. It doesn't matter. I will assume that you have never been a junior brother." The corpse boy's eyes were full of madness and brute force, "Golden Corpse Puppet, take this traitor first for me."

"Subordinate to obey the order." The golden armored corpse flew up and threw the corpse Taoist to the ground. With a "swish", the tip of the golden spear pointed to the corpse Taoist's forehead. The golden armored corpse looked cold. As long as the corpse Taoist dared to make any moves, he would never show mercy.

The corpse boy stared at Wu Ya'ange, and he pushed forward step by step with his hands on his back, and kept smirking: "Bitch, weren't you very arrogant just now? Don't you want to kill me? Come on, continue to kill."

Wu Ya'an Ge's eyes were blew with fire, and his beautiful body kept rising and falling, and blood dripping on the bluestone ground.

"Hehe, are you trying to avenge Sun Shu for the 'spirit master', right?" The corpse boy who has a child's appearance but is actually as evil as a demon king laughed wildly, "I tell you something, Sun Shu died miserably. He was torn apart by the corpse puppet of this sect leader, sucking blood dry, and eating all the blood..."

"Bah!" Wu Ya'ange spat with bloody spit, and his delicate body shook, and the dagger stabbed the corpse boy hard.

A distorted and evil smile hung on the corner of the corpse boy's mouth. When he raised his hand, a ball of dark flames fell on Wu Ya'ange's body. The miserable green flame immediately started to burn, burning all over her body.

"ah!"

Wu Ya'ange screamed in a sarcasm, fell to the ground, and the dagger fell to the ground. The dark flame burned on her body, but it could not burn her clothes, skin, or even her hair at all. The flame seemed to be fueled by her soul, burning her soul like a maggot attached to her bones.

The pain from the depths of the soul is far more than the physical pain. Even if Wu Ya'ange's spiritual will is very firm, his whole body is trembling by the Mingyan's burnt, his pretty face is twisted, and he falls to the ground and keeps rolling. He screams in pain.

If she could still suppress the spread of the dark flames in her heyday, but now she is so weak, what should I use to resist?

"Hehe, shout, shout." The more this happens, the more excited and cruel the corpse boy laughed, "The more you scream, the more you can't stand the young man who shot."

Wu Ya'an Ge trembled, and his teeth bit his tongue, refusing to let out another scream. The green flames were wrapped around his body, and his delicate body curled up into a ball, twitching constantly...

Jade hand used all his strength and took out his cell phone. He trembled his voice and sent a message in his voice: "Ren, the mission failed. No. No survival is possible. You, you go! Remember, remember to avenge my sister and revenge!"

"Hehehehe~" the corpse boy smiled gloomy and terrifyingly, "Let's go? I heard that people from the National Bureau all claim to be righteous. This sect leader wants to see if that young man is a passionate man or a coward who is afraid of death."

Almost at the same time, behind the bunker that was fifty or sixty meters away, Wang Yan was holding the little ferret and laying on the ice rock. His whole body was trembling and trembling constantly. He held his cell phone and listened to the extremely painful voice of Wu Ya'an Ge in his ears.

His fist was tightly pinched, and the veins on the back of his fist burst out. As the joints rubbed, it rattled.

Sister Ange asked him to leave.

But where can he go?

Leave An Ge and let her die by Ming Yan's soul refining? Then she endures humiliation and practices hard to achieve great success in her magical skills, and wait for an opportunity to take revenge?

This, how is this possible!?

"Boy holding a gun, I know you are there. According to the truth, you will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the Golden Corpse Puppet." The corpse boy's gloomy and twisted voice rang from afar, "But I can spare your life. Get out, get out now, the farther away, the better. However, I can guarantee you that this woman will definitely be tortured to death by Mingyan. Hehe, I will also refine her into a puppet corpse and turn her back to reunite with you. Hahaha, hehehe!"

A series of rampant and evil laughter resounded throughout the canyon.

The distorted! Wang Yan's face turned ashen, and the blue veins on his neck burst out. After living for more than 20 years, this is the first time he has seen such a distorted and distorted demon. It is also the first time that he has felt so disgusted, angry, and quick to kill a person.

"Wang Yan!" Wu Ya'an Ge's painful and sharp scream also came to Wang Yan's ears from afar, "Get out!"

The word "get out" seemed to have exhausted all her strength and echoed in the valley for a long time.

"Haha, Sister Ange!" Wang Yan's face was twisted to the extreme because of his anger. The flame mark on his chest gradually became hot and burning. The blood in his chest was boiling! A trace of blood was overflowing with his lips, and three words that were as deep as a beast's roar were squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth.

right!

No!

rise!

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"Senior Brother!" The corpse Taoist roared angrily downstairs, "If you want to kill people, just kill us all. It is too inhumane to do this."

"Humanity? Hehehe! Are you talking about humanity with me?" The corpse boy said with a strange smile, "Is humanity in this world? I was born with a disabled person and hate others looking down on him the most. Only Master and you will not look at me with strange eyes. But in the end, you are more hypocritical and shameless than others! Do you think this world is humane to me?"

After pausing, the corpse boy turned around and looked at Wuya Ange who was curled up in pain and burned by the dark flames, and smiled sinisterly: "Xiao Niu, I will tell you a fact. Human nature is ugly and cannot resist the ultimate test. I bet that young man is full of hatred for me, but he will still choose to leave. But don't worry, the sect leader will definitely keep his promise and redeem you into a zombie, so that you can reunite with him."

"Spit~" Wu Ya'ange spat at him, his eyes filled with calm, "Xiao, Xiao Yan will definitely avenge me." Her nails were pinched into her flesh, and blood kept dripping, as if only in this way could the extreme pain of being burned by the dark flames.

"Avenge? Hehe, I don't care." The corpse boy laughed loudly, "There are eight thousand people who die in the hands of this sect master in this life, and their enemies are everywhere in every corner of the world. As for that boy, why are you afraid of a scared and incompetent person?"

"Yeah?"

A voice sounded in everyone's ears, and the sound sounded very calm, but it exuded a trace of extreme cold murderous intent.

Wu Ya'an Ge, the Taoist of the Corpse, the General of the Golden Armor, the Boy of the Corpse, and others all looked at each other with different expressions.

A tall and handsome young man walked out from behind the cover, with a fluffy little ferret standing on his shoulder. His face was as cold as ice, slowly untied his cloak and threw it back. His steps were firm, and every step he took was very down-to-earth and steady.

He looked very quiet on the surface, but if he used his divine consciousness to carefully investigate, he found that there was a breath of extreme depression and about to explode in his body.

He ignored everyone, stepped on the broken bluestone road, passed the corpse boy, and passed the golden armored corpse and the corpse Taoist. Finally, he walked to Wuya'ange's side, and knelt on one knee and reached out to hug her.

"Don't, don't touch me." Wu Ya'ange's curled body hid back, his voice hoarse and low due to pain, "Small, be careful."

Wang Yan's movements did not stop at all, and gently embraced her waist and shoulders. The miserable green dark flames seemed to be excited, and they swept the charming movements to swallow them towards his hands. Unexpectedly, a thin flame rose from his hands, hot and masculine aura.

As soon as the two flames met, the dark flame suddenly burst out black smoke, as if snow had encountered the scorching sun, quickly melting and dissipating. Wherever the pure Yang true fire passed, the dark flame, who had just been arrogant and domineering, was defeated like a mountain, and turned into black smoke and disappeared into invisible.

In just a few seconds, the torture of Wuya'an Song was like the dark flames falling into hell, and it completely disappeared invisibly.

"This..." The corpse boy jumped and his pupils tightened, "This looks like Taoist Yanghuo, no, how can ordinary Taoist Yanghuo be so domineering?" Before, the corpse boy had seen Wang Yan use flames through the corpse crow. However, the corpse crow could not feel the breath for him. Therefore, the corpse boy only thought that this young man was a flame psychic with good strength.

But now it seems that the flame he casts seems to be very difficult.

The golden eyebrows of the golden armored corpse general suddenly frowned and asked in a loud voice: "Young man, are you using the Pure Yang True Fire? What is your relationship with Lord Yan Zun?"

"Pure Yang True Fire! Yan Zun?" These words made the corpse boy's heart thrill, and he felt something was wrong.

Wang Yan did not look back and said calmly: "Is this meaningful thing for senior?"

As he said that, he took out a C+-level inner alchemy essence from the storage bracelet and injected it into Wuya Ange. This is her second time injecting the inner alchemy essence today. It will cause some damage to the body and a lot of medicine effects will be wasted. But now her body is so weak, Wang Yan has no other way.

"No," the Golden Armored Corpse looked bitter and sighed to the sky, "It's really meaningless to be so troubled."

"What!?" The corpse boy suddenly changed his face and took two steps back, his eyes were in amazement, "Uncle Jin, do you mean this kid is Yan Zun's son or apprentice?"

"It's almost the same as ten." The Golden Armored Corpse sighed and said, "The acting leader, my subordinates have a suggestion. Today's matters are over. Let them go, and I will accompany you to develop overseas. In this way, maybe the State Council cannot let you go. But at least Lord Yan Zun will not take action in person..."

"Yan Zun! Haha, Yan Zun!" The corpse boy's face changed repeatedly, and the weather was uncertain. Finally, he stared at Wang Yan, and his eyes showed an inexplicable surprise. "This kid had worn a breath-retention cloak before and covered his breath. The sect leader didn't notice that his body was so pure and rich. Is this the legendary pure yang constitution? No, even the pure yang constitution is not as pure as his."
Chapter completed!