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“duang!”

With a loud muffled sound, An Pei Zongxiu was blown away. Even if a demigod-level powerful man was hit by Wang Yan's terrifying war hammer, he would definitely be very injured.

But as soon as he flew out more than ten meters, he was caught by Nini, who had been wandering and rushing forward. He hit him in the back with a stick and beat him back like a baseball. The ascetic lineage emphasizes the unity of man and gods, and has extremely high requirements for tempering the body's strength, so he constantly tempers himself to strengthen his spirit.

Moreover, Nini's stick is rough and simple, it is a holy weapon passed down from generation to generation by the ascetics, and a gathering of the beliefs and spirits of each generation of ascetics. As long as she holds this stick, she will continue to gain endless power.

In terms of pure explosive power, he is no less than Wang Yan.

Even after suffering two harsh blows, several bones of Ampe Zongxiu broke and blood gushed out of her mouth.

But this is not over yet.

A dazzling light lit up, and the Yaoyue Sword arrived. An Pei Zongxiu, who was extremely frightened, barely twisted his body to avoid it, but an arm flew into the air. The Yaoyue Sword actually cut off one of his arms.

"The Holy Light Judgment!"

Under such an opportunity, the little angel Beibei, who had been assigned to protect the Saint of Light, couldn't help it. With his hands together, a holy light blasted at Ampe Zongxiu like a laser cannon. In addition, a laser light was also sprayed out from the eyes of the Super League.

The most exaggerated posture is the goddess Shiva. She was dancing the Shiva dance, and the figure of the great god Shiva appeared behind her. The flame of destruction in the third eye was stimulated to the extreme. Perhaps it was pressure, or perhaps it was because of the flame of the Eye of Destruction, and the power of her flame of destruction seemed to be higher than another level.

With everyone's joint efforts, Ampe Zongxiu was bombarded as a slag. But even so, he wanted to escape. However, under the double siege of the flame of destruction and Wang Yan's Pure Yang True Fire, he was gradually burned to coke.

"Everyone, please pay attention." Wang Yan did not relax at this time. "The souls of the old monsters at the demigod level are very powerful. Even if they escape a little, they may cause hidden dangers. The saint will surround another saint flame."

Wang Yan has a deep understanding of the difficulty of the demigod-level powerful man. The Black Death Demon Lord and the current Anpei Zongxiu are all old monsters who have been dead for many years. Therefore, in order to avoid future troubles and bloody things, Wang Yan will naturally be careful.

Without saying a word, the Holy Maiden of Light once again inspired a holy flame, surrounding the fragments of Ampe Zongxiu's body. Sure enough, a few traces of black gas wanted to break through the blockade and escape, but were burned completely by the Holy Flame, which was very restrained in the soul.

Under the joint efforts of the three most famous flames in the world today, even if Amber Zongxiu is several times cunning, she is helpless. Amber Zongxiu, who wanted to use the separated souls to escape several times, turned back and failed to resurrect the soul, finally forced out his soul.

The phantom filled with black air, roared endlessly: "Son of Flame, don't force people too much." He tried his best to stop all kinds of flames from burning, but his soul became smaller and smaller, and he was extremely painful.

"Forcing you?"

Wang Yan sneered, "Mr. Zong Xiu, you have always been trying to commit suicide. Every time you take the initiative to provoke me, okay? I don't have time to go to Japan to settle the score with you. You come to make trouble again, but now you are just a matter of death. What skills do you have? You show it out, and I, Old Wang, will not be afraid." After being surrounded by the three flames, Wang Yan didn't believe that he had any skills to get out of trouble.

Sure enough, after the threat was not achieved, the powerful soul began to pretend to beg for mercy again: "Son of Fire, it was me who was wrong. I was obsessed with it and shouldn't provoke you. As long as you let me go, all my property will be contributed to you. Also, I am a demigod-level powerful man who can be completely driven by you. Isn't the battle of the abyss soon? I can help you and help you fight the abyss."

Now that things have come to this point, it seems that as long as he is willing to let him go, he is willing to do anything.

"It's a pity that I can't believe it, whether it's Ampe Qingming or Ampe Zongxiu." Wang Yan sneered, "If I let you go today, I have to worry about whether you will stab you every day. An unreliable ally is far more threatening than a group of powerful enemies. Goodbye~"

Next, no matter how the soul begs for mercy, threatens or curses, Wang Yan is indifferent.

A few minutes later, the soul was finally completely refined and burned completely. Even the fragments of Ampe Zongxiu's body were burned into coke, so that no trace of the soul could be hidden.

It was not until everything about Ampe Zongxiu disappeared that Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and fell to the ground and gasped heavily.

He was exhausted.

Not only is it physically tired, but it is also mentally tired.

Since he was in a desperate situation at the beginning, Wang Yan began to plan and implement a breakthrough counterattack. Until now, he really breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was smiling throughout the whole process, his spirit was always tense.

The mental pressure is too great when fighting with a demigod-level powerful man. That's because during the whole process, you can't tolerate any mistakes, just like dancing on the tip of a knife. If you are not careful, both body and spirit will be destroyed, and you will also implicate your teammates.

Fortunately, although the whole process was dangerous, I finally survived, and every teammate survived.

After this battle, he lay down and recovered well.

The rest of the people were not much better than Wang Yan. They were like their energy was drained and they collapsed on the ground, not even trying to move their fingers. From the despair after being poisoned by the ancient strange poison at the beginning, to Wang Yan's use of a strange way to eliminate the poison for everyone, to the Jedi counterattack, and fighting desperately to win the entire battle, the process was really tiring.

Each of them is a legendary powerhouse with a physical fitness comparable to a monster. But even so, they are as tired as if the bones of their bodies are broken into pieces.

The Shiva goddess looked at Wang Yan with a complicated look.

Although she had a lot of opinions about Wang Yan, she was still full of gratitude in her heart this time. If it weren't for Wang Yan, the descendants of the gods would have been in great trouble, and even the Eye of Destruction of the Inheritance would have been lost.

She thought about it and was about to say sorry, but misunderstood you.

Wang Yan suddenly said vigilantly: "Your Highness, when you were detoxifying before, everyone was acting, so don't take it seriously. You, you are my brother's girlfriend."

Shiva Sen's girl was so angry that she didn't make her angry. She rolled her eyes and said, "Son of Fire, can you stop being so narcissistic? Only ghosts will really fall in love with you."

"That's good, that's good." Wang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, slapped his chest a few times, and it seemed that another big stone fell in his heart.

"What expression do you have?" The Shiva goddess finally consumed all the good feelings that she had accumulated for Wang Yan again and glared fiercely.
Chapter completed!