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Chapter 1140 The price!

Huhu...

The strong wind whistled the dust of time and rolled forward.

Meng Jiangnan had just emerged from a ruin of a tower, with a smile on his face.

After entering the Tianwu Secret Realm, he was very lucky. He first accidentally entered a cave and found more than a dozen combat crystals. Then he even dug out a treasure chest full of copper rust. There was an ancient book with a blurred cover in it.

After carefully opening it, it turned out to be an extremely powerful martial art called "Random Sky Flower". It is the secret of an assassin power in the Tianwu Continent in ancient times. Although it consumes a lot of blue, it is extremely powerful. If used well, it can completely fight beyond the level and turn the tables with the extreme.

Unfortunately, this technique requires weapons such as daggers, short swords, short blades, feather thorns, etc., and Meng Jiangnan used stick-like weapons, which obviously did not match.

If you give up the attack method you have always been good at for such an unparalleled skill, it will obviously not be worth the effort.

But it doesn't matter. Meng Jiangnan can sell it or hand it over to the sect, and the profits obtained are definitely jealous.

In the next few days, the soul tide rioted and the world changed drastically, which seemed very shocking, but in fact, it did not have any impact on Meng Jiangnan.

There was no soul tide here, and he encountered no harm from beginning to end.

When other contestants were in panic and struggled to resist in the soul tide, Meng Jiangnan could pick up combat crystals almost every few days, and he has 3,000 of them so far.

This is an exaggerated number.

According to previous sect competitions, one thousand combat crystals can be upgraded, and the remaining two thousand can be sold when gathering.

"Who should I sell it to? Gou Fugui, hehe, yes, this rustic guy... I'm just lucky. If I were me... no matter what, I would definitely be able to beat him hard this time. There were five people who came in with Futianxia. They should be planning to buy combat crystals at the exit."

"The spicy chicken sect like Qiankun Sect can even advance to all ten people. The luck is really good, but the good luck has come to an end. When we reach the gathering place, we must catch them all in one go! I hope they can collect more combat crystals and make a profit."

"Especially that guy."

"I don't know if that guy died, but if he died, it would be less fun."

As Meng Jiangnan walked, Xu Yi was disguised as Xue Cang, and a cold sneer appeared in his mind.

For Xu Yi, he had a strong murderous intent in his heart.

Baiyi really surprised him.

Above a small boat, the graceful figure and pretty face of the banished immortal were full of perseverance, but not lacking in softness. The white skirt was stained with blood, which really made people love it and couldn't stop.

How could he be obtained by such a stunning bastard named Xu Yi?

He also gave birth to a son!

As soon as she thinks about how noble and elegant this woman is in front of her, and how shy she looks like she is stripped into a little lamb and pressed on a soft collapse, Meng Jiangnan feels soft all over her body.

"I must get her! Use ten thousand means to toss her!"

Meng Jiangnan was thinking about various scenes in his mind, and his raised feet suddenly stopped.

call……

In the whistling wind, three figures appeared out of thin air.

"Are you... the people of the Destroyed Spirit Sect?"

Meng Jiangnan immediately alerted and held the stick in his hand tightly.

"The person who humiliated my disciple died very simply."

Xu Yi's eyes were filled with a cold and silent aura. He stepped forward and slapped it out with a palm.

boom!

Meng Jiangnan felt that the world where he was located seemed to be imprisoned, and suddenly there was terrible pressure, which pushed him to the ground.

The speed visible to the naked eye is that the pale ground is half a meter deep, and the pit looks like a palm.

Meng Jiangnan gulped out blood, his eyes full of horror.

"Hongmeng... No! I am from the Burning Sea Palace and have never offended the Desolation Sect. Let me go once, I Burning Sea Palace..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, he slapped him hard in the face, and the blood foam mixed with a few teeth were thrown out, and his cheeks immediately became red and swollen.

"The person who humiliates my wife cannot die easily."

Xu Yi took another step forward and raised his hand to grab it. Meng Jiangnan felt that his throat was pinched hard by his invisible hand, and his whole body was lifted up. The energy inside his body seemed to fall into silence and could not be moved at all.

It's totally a beating.

Xu Yi took action with anger and almost strangled him to death, but as Xu Yi said, Meng Jiangnan would not be easily killed.

Blood swept across, and Xu Yi's body emitted aura of destruction and killing that made Shi Xiaofan feel disgusted.

Then, wisps of gray mist spread in the blood, wrapping Meng Jiangnan.

“Ahhhhhh…”

In an instant, Meng Jiangnan roared shrillly.

The surface of his body was corroded by gray fog, and he festered inch by inch.

The pain that penetrates deep into the soul is like a tide, surging in waves and endlessly.

After corroding his skin, these gray mists penetrated into the flesh and blood, little by little, and penetrated into the internal organs.

After Xu Yi dissipated the power of the blood evil spirit, he also used the power of the original. A wisp of the original power protected Meng Jiangnan's head, so that his brain would not be invaded by gray fog and would immediately die, and also prevent him from falling into a coma.

Being forced to bear this endless pain.

The facial features are twisted, and the seven orifices are bleeding, like a ghost, hysterical.

Shi Xiaofan and Gou Fugui were feeling cold in their hearts.

At this moment, Xu Yi gave them the feeling of possession of a demon.

Too scary.

Who in the world can withstand such torture as Meng Jiangnan?

"Kill me! You lowly bastard, have the ability to kill me!"

Meng Jiangnan was desperate and wanted to die, but he couldn't even commit suicide.

But no matter how he roared, Xu Yi just watched coldly, waiting for Meng Jiangnan's body to ulcerate inch and his flesh and blood to fall down little by little, which was very disgusting.

"Please kill me...please..."

Meng Jiangnan no longer hysterically scolded, but turned into a humble plea.

Xu Yi raised his hand and lifted his cloak, his facial features changed, turning into Xue Cang's appearance.

"Meng Jiangnan, do you know why I torture you now?"

"It's you!"

Meng Jiangnan's eyes were almost bulging out of her eye sockets, and her whole body twitched in pain, and she spoke hard: "I...I was wrong...I shouldn't..."

"If the apology is useful, there will not be so many people in this world who die from killing. This is the price you have to pay, so bear it slowly. If you want, you can say that you will not spare me even if you become a ghost, so that I can torture you again."

Xu Yi turned around calmly and never looked at Meng Jiangnan again.

"No...kill me..."
Chapter completed!
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