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Chapter 17 This person is almost a monster

There have been many incredible things on this ancient battlefield. Qin Emperor had eaten chicken in the direction of the king, Longhou chased the Japanese without wearing clothes, and Scorpion King dug the grave with wine...

But there has never been a kind of rebellious thoughts like Wang Qiong.

Use the earth flame python to suppress the enemy, do not kill, and let the other party write an essay? And the title is set for 800 words?

At this moment, the members of the God-Slaying Guild and the seven masters all looked at Wang Qiong in a daze, with an incredible expression.

"What did he... think? Let my dignified Yan King blood write an essay for him?"

"This person is almost a demon... he is simply a madman..."

The seven masters can't understand Wang Qiong's extraordinary thoughts at all.

"Wang Qiong, it's a fool to make us break up with Ye Tian. This is the Skynet, so what if we kill us? The first king's sacrifice, we will all count the new and old hatreds." Yan Shitong knew the most clearly, and smiled coldly, without fear at all.

"Okay, I'll appreciate a fool like you." Wang Qiong raised his leg and kicked Yan Shitong away.

Yan Shitong was frightened and angry. He wanted to fight Wang Qiong in a life-and-death battle, but the earth's flame-scale python was eyeing him and he didn't give him a chance at all.

"I remember the hatred of today. The first king's priest will discuss life and death again." Yan Shitong gritted his teeth, stood there, his body became illusory, obviously he was ignorant of life and death and wanted to withdraw from the Skynet.

Seeing this, the other six masters also acted one after another, and they were all dead. It would be better to have a happy time.

Buzz...

Wang Qiong raised his hand and raised his dragon scales, and seven tiny scales on it flew out and shot into the bodies of the seven masters.

Suddenly, they were pulled back to the sky net, and their illusory bodies were real again.

"What's the situation? Why don't you retreat?" The God-Slaying Guild and others showed doubts.

It takes time to exit Skynet. This time is enough for Wang Qiong to kill them all. Logically speaking, it is too late to race against time, so why would he come back?

The people of the God-Slaying Guild couldn't understand.

The seven masters can't figure it out even more.

They were horrified to find that they could not withdraw from Skynet.

"What did you...have you done?" Yan Shitong said in horror.

He stared at Wang Qiong with an incredible expression on his face.

Yan Shitong didn't understand what was going on, but one thing was certain that their inability to quit Skynet was definitely related to Wang Qiong.

"Now I want to see if you still have the toughness just now."

Wang Qiong sneered, and the black gold knife shot out, directly piercing Yan Shitong's lower abdomen. The latter was frightened and angry. Before he could react, Wang Qiong had already flashed to him, poked his hand out, strangled his neck and lifted it into the air.

"What do you think I declared war on Ye Tian for?" Wang Qiong said indifferently: "What an opportunity is the first king's ritual? If you get the power, it will be very troublesome in the future."

"You... it turns out that you started..." Yan Shitong's eyes showed horror.

It turns out that from the beginning, Wang Qiong's target was them.

As the senior brother of the Guangming Academy, Ye Tian has been in charge for many years and naturally gathered around him with ordinary masters of his generation. They are Ye Tian's team and the force that will help him become powerful in the future.

At the First King Sacrifice, these people will definitely follow Ye Tian to kill all directions and gain benefits as a springboard and capital for promotion.

What Wang Qiong wanted was to cut out all these people before the First King Festival so that they could not appear on the stage of the First King Festival.

By that time, Ye Tian was a real lonely man.

From the beginning, when Wang Qiong declared war, he targeted Ye Tian, ​​but in fact, the target was Ye Tian's minions and wings.

At this time, Yan Shitong really felt fear. This man was not only cruel in his means, but also deep in his mind. He had actually calculated so far-reachingly from the beginning.

Before the first king sacrificed his sacrifice, he swept away all the power of Ye Tian, ​​but Wang Qiong was accumulating the general situation. There were tens of thousands of people in the Gods Slaughter Guild alone. At that time, who would be king and who would defeat the enemy was clearly visible.

However, this is not the most terrifying thing that makes Yan Shitong feel.

He couldn't understand how Wang Qiong captured their lifeline in the sky net.

"You were the one who was able to do it on the river?" Yan Shitong couldn't help but say.

The sorrow on the river is fishing for a shocked dragon with bare hands.

He had already received the news that there was an accident at the headquarters of the Guangming Academy. His six senses were cut off, just like a living dead. Even if it took the precious medicine, it would take at least half a year to wake up.

Thinking of clues, Yan Shitong instinctively linked it to Wang Qiong.

"Reply!"

Wang Qiong's arm trembled slightly, and the dragon scales stimulated, directly killing Yan Shitong. His body suddenly exploded, turning into a rolling spirit, and being swallowed by the dragon scales.

This scene was shocking and everyone was shocked.

Unlimited fear emerged in the eyes of the eldest son of the Tang Sect.

The Eight Gods and the Natural Disasters were even more trembling, and the other three masters were even more sifted.

They underestimated Wang Qiong's ability and looked even less at his methods. How could a man who could challenge Ye Tian be simple?

The seven masters came together, with great ambitions, and regarded themselves as hunters, and consciously could hunt everything.

However, they didn't know that from the beginning, they entered the nest of the dragon. One step was a deep abyss, which shocked the real dragon and was in a dilemma of life and death.

“Buzz…”

Wang Qiong turned his hand and slashed the dragon scales horizontally, and the eight gods' heads flew high.

His body was under the dragon scales, returned to the original state, turned into essence, energy and spirit, and then swallowed by the dragon scales.

In front of Wang Qiong, these so-called genius masters were like pigs and sheep who were staying there. They could no longer control their lives and death. They could only watch their companions fall one by one, and their hearts were dominated by fear.

"I don't want to be the same as them. I don't want to be a living dead person. I write, I choose to write an essay... 800 words... No... I write two thousand words..." The eldest son of the Tang Sect said in panic.

At this time, Wang Qiong was simply a devil in his eyes. His original horror became even worse and penetrated into his bones.

As a disciple of the royal city, if he really becomes a living dead person, he will not be able to wake up, and those competing tribes with him will be able to deprive him of everything.

Such a future is the most terrifying.

"There is no time!" Wang Qiong raised his hand, the dragon scales fell, and the eldest young master of the Tang Sect was instantly annihilated.

It was too late to beg for mercy at this time. What Wang Qiong needed was their energy and spirit left in the sky net.

The ancient battlefield was filled with wailing. In a blink of an eye, all the seven masters were destroyed, and their energy and spirit were all turned into nutrients and swallowed by dragon scales.

"Master, where are you going?" Ye Mo couldn't help shouting as he looked at Wang Qiong's back as he was leaving.

"I said that everyone related to Ye Tian will be eliminated."

Wang Qiong said, his style has always been like this, and if he takes action, he will definitely be a complete shot.

On this day, all parties in the world were shocked, and collective events occurred, and the geniuses in the sect all became alive and dead.

Yan Shitong, the eldest son of the Tang Sect, the Eight Gods, and the Natural Disasters are among the young masters.
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