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Chapter 652 You are courting death!

So she used the anti-spirit bomb given by her father as her real killer weapon. At this moment, as the anti-spirit bomb exploded, the roar echoed. Although the old man in the Nascent Soul retreated and used magic weapons to resist, he was too close to Zhao Yameng before.

Even though he reacted very quickly and even teleported his body to avoid it, he was still a little slower. Because the anti-spirit bomb was the peak weapon created by the Federation at the current level, the black hole formed by the roar and the power to isolate the cultivation level caused the old man of Nascent Soul to let out a shrill roar, and his body could be seen with his naked eyes, and in this retreat, it seemed to be torn apart.

In an instant, bones were already exposed on his chest, and his face seemed to be forcibly erased by this amazing force, and the blood and flesh were blurred in an instant, and this blur was transformed into the continuous shattering of the bones with the rapid separation of the blood and flesh!

All this was a long story, but in fact it was happening in the lightning and fire. The screams were still echoing. The body of the old man in Nascent Soul fell apart, and even his bones were shattered. If it were someone else, he would definitely die at this moment. However, the old man was retreating and suddenly emitted a dazzling red light from his collapsed bones, that is, his body!

As soon as the red light appeared, six arms instantly penetrated the flesh and blood from the six positions of the old man's broken body. At the same time, there were two lumps of flesh on his neck at this moment. After bulging quickly, two heads were directly drilled out!

When it looks, it seems that there is another body hidden in the old man's body, or the Taoist monk on his appearance is just a piece of clothing, and the real person is actually the Weiyang clan!

In the roar, the Weiyang clan monk who tore out of the old man's body retreated a few steps back. As Zhao Yameng's rapid breathing and his mind were shocked, the Weiyang clan old man grabbed the earth with one hand and stuttered it tightly. His body paused suddenly, and suddenly raised his head, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, gasping heavily, and there were many cracked wounds on his body. Obviously, even if he had the body blocked by the Tao Palace, his body was still greatly impacted!

At this moment, his face looked ugly, and his red eyes that showed when he looked up were also palpitations, and then he stared at Zhao Yameng hideously.

"You almost killed me... I just had a pill cultivation level, but I underestimated you!" The old man from Weiyang clan spoke hoarsely, saying the language of the Taoist Palace. Zhao Yameng took a few steps back at this moment, his breath was very disordered, but he was silent.

The regret in her heart arose. In fact, it was her ultimate to achieve this step, and it could not be said to be a failure. After all, if the other party was not the Weiyang clan, but a real Taoist monk, then this person has now been destroyed in both form and spirit.

"Maybe, this is fate..." Zhao Yameng took a deep breath, feeling a little bitter in her heart, but she was still not desperate, but looked directly at her ending. When she narrowed her eyes, she suddenly raised her right hand and headed straight to her eyebrows.

Since it cannot be changed, instead of being refined into a pill and becoming a helper to promote his cultivation, it is better to end your life by yourself and not choose to bow your head even if you die!

But just as Zhao Yameng raised his right hand, the old Weiyang clan man walked out in one step and appeared in front of Zhao Yameng instantly. He raised his right hand and waved it casually. With the roar, Zhao Yameng's arm, which was about to die, was directly bounced away by a powerful force. This force was extremely violent, and it even lifted Zhao Yameng's body and directly hit the rock wall beside him.

When the blood was spraying, Zhao Yameng's eyes were blurred, but she gritted her teeth and did not hear the screams of the weak. She tried hard to open her eyes wide and stared at the old Weiyang tribe who was walking step by step.

"Your girl's character is still very much appreciated, but your life and death cannot be decided by yourself, and even if you explode yourself, it will not work! Only by being refined into a pill will the quality of the pills be better, and it will also allow me to completely heal and restore my peak cultivation level. This is your life."

The old man from Weiyang tribe narrowed his eyes, with an unquestionable tone. As he shook, he was about to approach Zhao Yameng again, but at this moment, he suddenly frowned, and instantly pinched his arm, and pressed his fingers in a direction to the right.

Almost as soon as he pressed it, a figure rushed from the right side of his right. Although the speed was fast, the old man of the Weiyang clan responded faster. The moment he pressed his right hand, he grabbed the rushing figure with one hand!

That figure is a puppet!

But before the old man could crush it, the puppet suddenly exploded when it touched him. As the roar echoed, the old man frowned slightly, and seven or eight puppet figures came quickly from all directions.

The moment he saw these puppets, Zhao Yameng's breathing was obviously rapid, and her dispersed gaze was quickly condensed, revealing a hint of spirit.

"It's just a trick!" The old man of the Weiyang clan showed a hint of contempt. Although he was seriously injured, he had only recovered to the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Under the previous anti-spirit bomb, his cultivation level was loose and he fell to the level of forming a pill, but he was still confident!

So at the moment when these puppets arrived, he bent down, and his six arms clenched their fists at the same time, and suddenly fell to the ground.

As the roar was roaring, a wave of impact was directly centered on him, sweeping and spreading across the surroundings, forming ripples visible to the naked eye. After touching the coming puppets, these puppets collapsed one after another.

The old man of Weiyang clan also jumped his body and approached Zhao Yameng in an instant. He raised his hand and made a gesture. When the flames filled the air, he was about to force the refining. Suddenly, a roar with madness and evil spirits roar was directly in the world behind the old man, like a thunder exploding, thunder rising!!

"You're looking for death!!"

The violent sound spread all over the world, and while roaring the world, there was also a sharp whistling sound that seemed to break through the air. It burst out before it, forming a black light, which was approaching like a meteor in an instant. The speed and momentum were so fast that the face of the old man of the Weiyang clan changed for the second time after Zhao Yameng's anti-spirit bomb.

He didn't hesitate at all, and he didn't even have time to catch Zhao Yameng's block. His body instantly teleported dozens of feet away. Almost as soon as his figure disappeared, the black light was approaching, and he turned directly and turned violently in front of Zhao Yameng. His speed did not decrease, as if he had locked onto the old man of the Weiyang clan, and he roared away!

This black light was a black spear. It seemed to explode the Void at this moment, and the speed was extremely fast, so that the old man of the Weiyang tribe who was already injured would be directly bombarded before he could teleport for a second time.

At the critical moment, the old man of Weiyang tribe was breathing rapidly, and he pinched his six palms at the same time, and pressed them suddenly in front of him, forming a grimace pattern composed of six black lines.

As soon as the pattern came out, it immediately ran into the adjacent black spear. The roar echoed suddenly, and the spear was finally slightly blocked. But at the moment it was blocked, a black lightning shot out from the spear. The lightning jumped and rapidly expanded, and a figure walked out from it. As soon as the figure appeared, it was only the size of a palm, but in the blink of an eye it turned into an ordinary person, and punched out without hesitation!

Although this punch was not blessed by the Emperor's Armor, it was also the strongest that Wang Baole's thunder clone could burst out. It showed its thunder immortal transformation power to the extreme, pushing the Star-breaking explosion with all its strength. With one punch, lightning roared around it, as if a huge thunder ball was formed, and it exploded directly in front of the old man of the Weiyang clan!

When a large number of arc-shaped lightning spread from the shattered ground, the old man of the Weiyang clan had been seriously injured under Zhao Yameng's anti-spirit bomb. At this moment, he was bombarded by Wang Baole's sudden punch, and blood was spurted out and retreated.

As he retreated, he could no longer stop the black spear, and the spear was approaching in an instant. With the roar of the old Weiyang clan, he barely avoided the vital points and penetrated through one of his arm's shoulders in an instant!

Blood splattered everywhere, the old man's body retreated faster, and he roared even more.

"Wang Baole, you..."
Chapter completed!
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