Demoness’s Art of Vengeance

Everyone looked uncertainly into the sky, and found that there was a man and a woman standing in the void. The man's face was cold, not angry and self-righteous, and the woman's face was beautiful, but she looked down and looked around. When she saw the small group, the anxiety in her eyes became the anger of the bear.

“How dare you hurt my child, you want to die!” The woman was angry and drunk.

Who are their children?

With the woman's eyes, everyone shifted their gaze to the small group in front of the master of the state.

Is this rat their child?! How is that possible? Isn't this the pet of Jun Xiao's stranger? When did he become the son of a monk? He is also such a powerful monk.

The monks who are able to “stand” in the void without external forces are powerful, at least beyond the Golden Dan period, so no wonder these people are afraid of this man and woman.

Of course, this does not include Shi Tuoqiang. Shi Tuoqiang's cultivation is in the medium term of conversion, which is three grades higher than Che Hongyi's Yuan Baby Medium term.

He only glanced slightly at the meaning of the pool and knew the rank of the pool and the Shao Shirong.

One is the middle stage of Yuan Baby and one is the late stage of Golden Dane, not at all worrying.

Stu said coldly: "It's just two demon practitioners in the district who have been made low. How dare you shout and drink in front of this house! ”

After Stu Heaven had said it, he immediately released his mediumterm pressure. Shao Shirong was definitely oppressed by this kind of pressure and his face turned white. The meaning of the pool blocked in front of his wife, while throwing out a barrier.

Stu sneered in the heart, while deliberately increasing the spirit of the six-star formation that was lost around the body of the small group.

“Squeak -” the little group struggled and screamed awfully.

“Koike!” Shao Sirong wanted to rush over to the small group. At this point, a stronger pressure suddenly covered the entire land.

Centered on Shao Shirong and Chi Hongyi, Baili Fang is surrounded by this pressure.

“Pff--”

“Pff--”

“Pff--”

Under this terrible pressure, all of Shi Tuoqiang's subordinates and disciples of Asahi Yang Sect threw up blood on the ground. Not only that, but the bones on the part of the person who had been repaired too low broke even inches apart.

Some people faint in life.

Stuart is not so good either. Although he has reached the middle of the Kaizen, it is still far from enough to look at it compared to the master of this oppression. He knelt on his knees, and his spiritual connection to the Hexagonal Star Array was severed raw.

In the process of refining warcraft and spiritual beasts, they are most likely to be severely interrupted by external forces, lightly injuring the monks, and heavily endangering their lives.

Stuart Heaven had already been pressed by this kind of pressure, and all wanted to be displaced. Now the refining process has been interrupted, and his body has undergone a reverse phagocytosis. How bad could it be?

He tried to look into the air and found a ripple in the void, and then a grey-haired old man stepped out of the ripple, as if stepping on a ladder, step by step, and walked in front of everyone.

Men and women who had “stood” in the middle of the sky did not know when to come behind the elderly and respectfully summoned “grandfather” to the elderly.

The old man is not only the grandfather of Hongyi Chi, but also the most powerful man in the Hidden World family, the Chi family.

As soon as the old man appeared, Stuart felt the power gap between himself and the old man, which could be called a “muddy goodbye”.

The old man glanced lightly at the Shifu on his knees and said calmly: “Even you, a middle-aged scum, dare to call yourself ‘the seat’?! What a laugh! It seems that after centuries of not leaving the tribe, the real world has been corrupted enough. ”

When the voice dropped, he slipped his sleeve slightly, and Stuart flied out like a kite that had broken the line and hit the ground hard.

With this smashing, Stuart's hands and feet were broken and distorted at a strange angle. He was no different from his followers.

“Cough...” Stu's mouth grunted with a stream of blood, his eyes as big as copper bells, his eyes shocked again.

And at this point, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, because his whole body was shattered.

When he tortured the small group, when he chased Jun Xiao strangers, he must not have thought that the retribution would come so quickly and so fiercely.

But he didn't even know that it was just the beginning.

After a slight punishment, the old man's attention temporarily returned to the small group… that is, his great-grandson.

“Squeak!” The small group was not intimidated by the intimidation from the elderly, but rather was pleasantly surprised by the arrival of grandfather.

He thought he didn't have the life to see the sun tomorrow, but he didn't expect the peak road to turn, even Grandpa came!

When the old man saw his great-grandson, he saw a little more compassion in his eyes, but soon it was replaced by majesty and anger.

“I'll clean you up when I get back! ”

The “squeak” of the small group went down and curled up in disgust.

After all, the woman behind the old man, the mother of the small group, Shao Shirong, still couldn't resist the fear of her son, and ran to the small group, carefully unraveling the formation next to it.

After the flute was unraveled, the small group lost its support, suddenly fell down and was caught by Shao Shirong.

“Squeak...” Returning to her mother's side, the small group finally felt at ease. It rubbed in Shao Sirong's palm and expressed its parting feelings.

“Koike... how did it end up like this?” Shao Shirong looked at the palm of his hand and a fist-sized "mouse" and had to gently lift his eyebrows and ask.

Had it not been for her husband's reminder, she would not have known that the “little animal” now nestled in her palm was the lost son.

“I'm afraid you ate the shape-shaped fruit.” Pool said impolitely.

He was always dignified, and this time his son was in so much trouble and so much motion that he had no good face.

If he could, he really wanted to grab his son and beat him hard.

Unfortunately, now that his son is so “small", there is no way to beat him up, he can only release air conditioning to his son constantly.

Looking at his father's black face, the little group shook in his mother's palm.

The old man put his hand on the body of the small group, split the magic, swam through the meridian and the fields of the small group, and looked at the situation in the body for it.

“It is indeed the fruit that is eaten.” The old man identified the speculation of the grandeur of the pool, but added a few more sentences, "However, Koike is in very bad physical condition now, and if it is just the effect of melting the fruit, I can get some medications back together. But there are many other hidden diseases in it that have accumulated over the past year, and I'm afraid they have to be slowly conditioned. ”

From the words of the elderly, Shao Shirong could also guess that his son had suffered a lot over the year and had to tear in pain.

Looking at the tears in his mother's eyes, the little one was so guilty that he had never felt so deeply aware of how lethal he had been - because of his lethality, all of these loved ones had to worry about him.

“Squeak...” The small group gently patted Shao Shirong's palm with his tail.

After the old man confirmed that his great-grandson's body had not been permanently harmed, he finally had the heart to clean up the group of Stuart.

Yes, the pressure just now was just an "appetizer" he “gave” to the group of Stuart, and now “packing” is the real “main course”.

“Oh, the art of refining, you've got a lot of nerve, huh?! How dare you use the art of refining against my great-grandson! ”

The old man said that the pressure on his body suddenly became stronger, and the skin of several of his subordinates burst open directly, revealing the white bones inside.

Except for the parents and the elderly of the small group, everyone present could not bear the tremor of Cerser, especially with Corsinian and Yu Wan.

There is no way, they are one of the hardest of the small groups, and if the elderly are to settle their accounts after autumn, they will certainly not escape.

They just hope that the little ones will not be able to tell the elderly about their condition. After all, the little ones have always spoken “mouse language” and no one can understand it.

The old man's hazy gaze swept past all over the earth.

When the old man's gaze swept onto Corsinwen, Corsinwen finally couldn't resist the vain pressure and shouted: “Seniors... seniors... no... it's none of our business, it was all a national master's own idea, we didn't even know he used refining techniques! ”

Koshin wants to direct all the anger of the old man to Stu, so he has a chance of escaping his birthday.

Perhaps this old man's anger will diminish after he has avenged his master? Corsinwen thought with hope.

When Stu paused, he stared at Corsin with a stare.

How can an old man live so many years that he can't see the lack of heart in Corsin's eyes? Honestly, if Corsin doesn't speak, maybe the old man can't tell from the “squeak” of the little group who left so many hidden wounds on the little group. Now, he does have a few guesses in his heart.

It can only be said that Corsin was lifting a rock to smash one's own foot.

The old man snorted coldly and said, "Don't worry, none of you will escape. ”

After that, he single-handedly lifted it, and a huge form of formation appeared in the middle of the air, which was composed of pure magic, emitting a cold light, covering all the people of Shi Tuo Heaven.

“Since I dare to use the art of refinement against my great-grandson, I will give you a better sense of life than death! ”