Looking at the hole on the white robe that was burned by the black fire, the monks in the Holy King Palace all changed color.
"Your Majesty!"
The man in white robe struggled hard, still trying to pull his hand back.
But this time, the rebounding force made him sink even deeper.
"Ugh!"
Although the screams of the man in white robe were deliberately suppressed, Song Ping, who was listening intently, still heard them clearly.
Suddenly his eyes lit up.
Today is a great opportunity that has come to my doorstep!
Licked his lips.
"Everyone, help me use the Tiankun Mirror to capture this person from the Holy King Palace!"
Song Ping's movements were clean and neat. As his hands flew, a huge ink-black mirror appeared above the Holy King Palace.
Looking at the black mist rolling in the mirror, the other immortals couldn't help but look at the city lord.
Although the Taoists and demons in the fairy world are not as strictly controlled and clearly divided as those in the lower realms, they still exist.
Although this old devil Song Ping is also an ascender from the Southern Immortal Realm, he has been flaunting himself everywhere for many years and has a bad reputation, which has brought a lot of discredit to the Southern Immortal Realm.
Moreover, the Moshan Mountain where he settled was already considered to be the border area of the Southern Immortal Realm.
"Take action!"
Luo Ye was quick and decisive, without any hesitation.
Although Song Ping is indeed a little unlikable.
But compared with the cancerous Holy King Palace, those sneaky things seem to be tolerable.
Hearing this, the other cultivators no longer hesitated and took action.
Song Ping glanced at Luo Ye and raised his eyebrows slightly.
I didn't expect that this slow and hesitant old Taoist Luo actually has such a junior who is efficient and effective!
But he likes it!
The Holy King Palace of the white-robed man suddenly sank, and the vortex of violent spiritual energy around it hit the protective shield of the Holy King Palace, causing it to crackle.
"Your Majesty!"
Looking at the white-robed man in pain, he still seemed a little hesitant.
The one with a gold face looked unhappy and his eyes fell on the one with a silver face.
Receiving the look, the silver-faced man couldn't help but tremble all over.
He understood what the adult meant...
Determination flashed in his eyes, and a scimitar appeared in his hand.
"Sir, please don't blame me! I'm doing this for your own good!"
"Crash! Puff!"
Blood splattered everywhere, staining the white robe of the white-robed man red, and also staining his silver face red.
The sharp pain and the empty space in his right hand made the man in white robe stunned for a moment.
When he realized what was happening, Pang Ran became furious.
"How dare you! You... you bastard! You damned bastard! How dare you cut off my right arm! I'm going to kill you! Die!"
There was a flash of madness in his eyes, and he subconsciously raised his right hand, but the empty feeling brought him back to his senses, followed by even greater rage.
"Sir! I'm doing this for your own good! If you hesitate any longer, once that strange black stuff wraps around you, you... you might lose more than just a hand!"
Silver-faced man wanted to explain something for himself, but the man in white robe was no longer willing to listen.
The pent-up anger left nothing but murderous intent in his eyes.
He raised his left hand, and a gray force gathered.
Feeling that power, the silver-faced and gold-faced figures present turned pale and trembled all over.
A most primitive blood pressure enveloped them, and the group could not help but kneel down and prostrate themselves on the ground, appearing extremely pious.
This is the core power of the Holy King Palace!
Bloodline!
Seeing this scene, the man in white robe felt better, but his eyes were still very gloomy.
“Go to hell!”
"don't want!"
Silver Face wanted to beg for mercy, and Yu Guang wanted to ask Gold Face for help, but they were all in vain, as the original Gold Face was no longer standing there.
Although Yinmian had anticipated that this would be the outcome of his actions, he still couldn't help but look as pale as death.
Extremely desperate.
"Bang!"
The blood mist exploded, and the light in the eyes of the man in white robe flashed. He wanted to absorb the blood in the air to make up for his broken arm, but when the power flowed to the injured arm, a heart-wrenching pain suddenly swept through his entire soul and body again.
"Um!"
The man in white robe couldn't help but groan.
But this time, the monks from the Palace of the Holy Kings did not step forward again.
“Boom!”
The deafening noise outside also made the man in white robe quickly adjust his mentality.
Looking at the cracks and blood stains on it, the man in white robe had a cold and murderous look in his eyes.
He remembered this grudge!
"The origin of heaven and earth, the rock of the gods, the void escapes!"
Having lost an arm, it was still a bit difficult for him to perform space escape techniques.
Feeling the strong spatial fluctuations around him, Song Ping outside immediately understood what the Holy King Palace was going to do.
Want to escape?
How could I not spit something out?!
Wouldn't this trip have been a waste of their time?! Did they think Song Ping was just there to eat and do nothing?!
"Swallow the sky!"
All the magic power in his body was output, the mirror trembled violently, and the surrounding space also condensed.
Feeling resistance, the white-robed man gritted his teeth.
"Song Ping! Are you going to make an enemy of my entire Holy King Palace?!"
The man in white robe knew very well that the only person who could be considered presentable at the moment was this bastard Song Ping, and he was unlucky enough to meet Song Ping who also happened to have a space magic weapon!
If it were any other Daluo Jinxian, they might not be able to stop him, even if he was injured!
Of course, it's not impossible for him to rush out, but that would only make his injuries worse, and it would be even more difficult to recover his arm.
Song Ping's personality is so annoying that no force is willing to support him. If he is forced to retreat...
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