Chapter 6598 You...
The dead silent ruins of the original Tianzong were now echoing with the crazy laughter of the silver-haired man!
He stared at Ye Wuque!
All the negative emotions in his heart were stirring, as if he had finally found an outlet and was about to be completely released.
He wanted Ye Wuque to die!
And he wanted Ye Wuque to die miserably. He
also wanted Ye Wuque to experience all the sufferings in the world before he died!
Therefore, the silver-haired man stared at Ye Wuque, his eyes fixed on him. He first wanted to see the "pain, despair, shock and anger, and disbelief" he hoped to see on Ye Wuque's face.
However...
the result disappointed the silver-haired man.
Ye Wuque, who was above the void, had a calm expression, without any change, and no intention of resisting.
He allowed the "Xu Tian Xiu Shen Ban" to cover him. The only thing he could do at this moment was to take a quick look at the suppressive force condensed by the ban on his body, which was like a little snake. He shook his head slowly and said, "It's a good ban, but it's a little ugly."
Such a reaction made the silver-haired man feel a little unwilling. He felt like he was scratching an itch through a shoe, and felt like he had put all his strength into a punch on cotton!
He wanted Ye Wuque to live a life worse than death! "You
can still stay calm when you are about to die?"
"This will only make me want to cook you more!"
The silver-haired man stared at Ye Wuque with a cold face, his voice like ice.
Ye Wuque was now completely covered by the power of the Xu Tian Xiu Shen Ban, and he was basically catching a turtle in a jar.
Ye Wuque's cultivation realm had undoubtedly fallen madly at this time!
The woman next to the silver-haired man sneered like a night owl at this time.
"It's just pretending to be calm!"
"Over the long years, too many high-level soul refiners have died because of the 'Xutian God Cultivation Ban'!"
"He will not be any exception!"
"Only the level of mid-level soul refiners remains. In front of us, they are as small as ants!"
The woman's voice became colder and more cruel. She stared at Ye Wuque, then slowly walked out, giving a smile that seemed to come from hell.
"I'm always best at torturing people. I'll go first, and you can just watch the show!"
As soon as these words came out, the silver-haired man also showed a cruel and expectant expression.
The woman walked slowly towards Ye Wuque, not fast, as if she was deliberately doing so to put psychological pressure on him.
The smile on her face became more and more perverted. She stared at Ye Wuque and giggled, and then said, "You have delicate skin and tender flesh, but it's a pity that you will soon become a pile of rotten flesh. Oh, no, you won't even be qualified to have rotten flesh left... Tear it apart!!" Boom
! !
The woman exploded!
The whole person, like a ripe watermelon, fell to the ground fiercely, and was shattered to pieces!
She was still walking in the void a moment ago, but now, she has exploded into blood mist, and her body is torn into pieces. She
didn't even have time to let out a wail.
It was indeed as she said, not even the rotten flesh was worthy of being left.
Above the void, Ye Wuque slowly retracted his fist again, and then showed that harmless smile again, and looked at the silver-haired man who was left alone again.
At this moment, the silver-haired man seemed to have turned into a clay sculpture!
He stared blankly at the blood mist floating in the void!
There was endless confusion in his eyes!
The only thing his eyes focused on was the power of the "Xutian Xiushen Ban" that had already enveloped Ye Wuque's body, but he couldn't say a word!
It was as if he was already dead!
"What a terrible ban..."
Ye Wuque's voice with a hint of admiration sounded, breaking the dead silence between heaven and earth.
At the same time, he looked at his right fist that had just blasted the woman, clenched his five fingers slightly to feel it, and then continued to admire and sigh: "After it was activated, the power of the restriction actually broke three or five hairs on my right hand."
Ye Wuque raised his head and looked at the silver-haired man again, and finally added as if he sighed from the bottom of his heart: "The trump card of Dreamland is really powerful..."
The body of the silver-haired man, who was like a clay sculpture, trembled suddenly, and then...
"Puff!!"
The throat trembled, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out!
The whole face was instantly as black as the bottom of a pot, and the bloodshot eyes burst, and the whole person was shaky!
Infinite fear!
Anger attacked the heart!
The eyes were black, and it seemed that he was about to faint directly.
"You, you...you..."
The shaky silver-haired man stared at Ye Wuque, and a hoarse roar came out of his throat, but he didn't even say a complete sentence, as if he had gone crazy.
In the end, in the eyes that were almost bursting with bloodshot, there was almost only endless fear, disbelief, confusion, and madness!
The silver-haired man's heart of Taoism has completely collapsed!
Ye Wuque's face regained its calmness. His indifferent eyes swept past the silver-haired man and looked at the nine great treasures in the center of the sacrificial square in the huge fist print below.
Immediately, Ye Wuque punched again!
Aww!!
The golden dragon reappeared, with its fangs and claws bared, sweeping across the ten directions. The domineering and unparalleled fist swept down, which was much more terrifying than the punch that hit the sacrificial square before!
Seeing this, the silver-haired man subconsciously wanted to stop it.
But the surging fist wind alone directly blew him away, and he was struck by lightning again, and blood spurted wildly.
The golden dragon roared down and headed straight for the sacrificial square for the second time!
"No!!!"
The silver-haired man let out a desperate and trembling hoarse roar, but he could do nothing and could only watch, living a life worse than death.
But at this time!
Ye Wuque suddenly raised his head and looked at the vast sky, and then a faint cold smile finally appeared in his eyes.
Rip!
The originally vast and vast sky suddenly tore apart!
The next moment.
The whole world became dim. This scene was really terrifying to the extreme.
It was as if the entire sky of the desolate world was torn apart from the outside of the sky. It was simply a means of shaking the world.
The huge cracks spread in all directions, and then a purple giant fist wrapped in thunder and lightning was seen coming out from it!
It looked slow!
But in fact it was extremely fast.
It blocked Ye Wuque's real dragon fist!
Crack!
The void in all directions suddenly exploded, and the destructive waves spread to the sky and the ground. Wherever it passed, everything was destroyed.
Only the sacrificial square below seemed to be protected by a force.
The silver-haired man, who was already extremely miserable, was struck by lightning under the aftermath of the collision. Half of his body was torn apart, and he fell to the ruins of the original Tianzong below, falling flat on his face and coughing up blood.
But the silver-haired man was already full of shock and anger, as if he understood something. His eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, and he was filled with endless panic. He frantically tried to get up from the ruins.
At this time, in the sky and on the ground.
Only the void where Ye Wuque stood was still stable, and only Ye Wuque was still not affected.
Only his hair was fluttering, and his martial arts robe was fluttering.
Ye Wuque looked at the huge crack in the sky, and his voice rang out with a hint of coldness and indifference.
"Finally you can't help but jump out..."