Pan'er smiled lightly, but her big eyes looked at the ancient bell floating above the head of the Qingyuan leader.

"Not bad, good treasure! But I'm curious about when you got it?"

Obviously, Pan'er controlled everything, not only the nine limbs, but also the twelve sacrificed souls, all under her watch.

But it was beyond her expectation that the Qingyuan leader got this ancient bell, and she didn't even notice it. The

Qingyuan leader showed a hint of sarcasm or pleasure in his eyes and said hoarsely: "You treat us as chess pieces, but you didn't expect that I, as a chess piece in your eyes, would also meet a noble person..."

Pan'er was thoughtful, and seemed to suddenly understand something and suddenly realized: "Could it be the strangeness when I was sleeping hundreds of years ago?"

The Qingyuan leader did not answer, but sneered, and there was no fear in his eyes.

Failure to resist fate is just death.

"Death is not fearless! Good eyes, then start with you... sacrifice..."

Pan'er grinned and gently raised her little hand.

"I will dig out your heart bit by bit, so that you will die more painfully and slowly..."

Pan'er's voice resounded like a devil.

The head of Qingyuan was not afraid at all, but just watched coldly.

The little hand suddenly fell and stabbed the chest of the head of Qingyuan!

Crack!

Pan'er's palm pierced into the ground. It was not a flesh and blood body. There was a hint of astonishment in her big eyes. The head of Qingyuan disappeared!

When she subconsciously raised her eyes and looked forward, she saw the head of Qingyuan, who was also stunned, being gently placed on the ground by a person who was squatting.

The pupils in Pan'er's big eyes shrank suddenly! !

"Head of Qingyuan, leave the next thing to me."

The head of Qingyuan stared blankly at the fair and handsome face that was smiling at him in a faint manner, and nodded subconsciously in a daze. The

squatting figure slowly stood up again at this time, with thick black hair shawls scattered, and black martial arts robes fluttering. Who else could it be but Ye Wuque?

A pair of bright eyes looked at Pan'er who also stood up, with indifference in them.

After experiencing the shock in her heart, Pan'er seemed to have recovered at this moment. Looking at Ye Wuque's big eyes filled with a kind of surprise or interest, she couldn't help but whisper strangely: "Tsk tsk, it's amazing!"

"You can break free from the imprisonment, which is beyond my expectation. You are worthy of being Brother Wuque... Bang!!!"

Ye Wuque's hand pressed hard on Pan'er's face!

Then he pinched his face and pressed down hard!

The back of Pan'er's head hit the ground instantly, and the ground exploded with a click, and then Pan'er's head was pressed into the ground by this hand!

Followed by the whole body, the ground suddenly collapsed and cracked, and cracks spread. In the end, Pan'er was pressed into the ground alive by Ye Wuque's hand!

Rumble! !

The entire ground of the Temple of Time and Space began to shake violently, and cracks tore open one after another, swallowing everything.

Finally, with the roars, the earth collapsed at least tens of thousands of feet on the spot, and the entire time and space temple became much shorter.

At this moment, Ye Wuque pressed one hand into the depths of the earth. The surrounding rocks flew through the air, and the dust and smoke exploded, but his eyes were cold and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

Then he pulled his right hand back.

With a click, the ground piled up by the rocks suddenly exploded, and Pan'er, who was like a scarecrow, was pulled out of the ground by Ye Wuque.

At this moment, Pan'er's body was trembling slightly!

Ye Wuque still pressed one hand on her face, as if holding a malnourished chick.

Through the gaps between his fingers, Pan'er's big eyes no longer had the previous cruelty and teasing, as if everything was under control, and only an incredible shock and anger remained!

"You..."

Bang! !

Pan'er was pressed into the ground by Ye Wuque again!

Then Ye Wuque's hand slid and directly grabbed Pan'er's legs, lifted her upside down, and stared at her with a bone-chilling gaze, and at the same time, his cold voice rang out word by word!

"I told you..."

He raised his right hand suddenly, swung a big windmill on the spot, and smashed it to the ground!

Bang!

"No!"

Bang!

"Yes! "

Bang!

"Scream

! " Bang

! "Me!"

Bang!

"Brother!"

Bang! "

Brother! "

Bang!!"

Seven times in a row, smashing back and forth like this!

Each time was more fierce and louder than the last, accompanied by Ye Wuque's cold voice, the scene was terrifying!

In the end, the ground was completely cracked, and there was no telling how many cracks there were. Rocks were flying, and the entire Time and Space Temple could no longer support it and finally collapsed completely.

The head of Qingyuan, who had watched all this from a distance, opened his mouth wide at this moment, and his clear eyes were wide open!

He thought he was dreaming!

Pan'er, who had an incomparably terrifying strength, was like a little... The chicken was ravaged like this!

It was so violent!

This, this is too violent!

Even the head of Qingyuan looked at Ye Wuque with a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart, and his whole body was slightly cold.

But to be honest, this violent way of beating is really... It's so enjoyable! !

In the ruins, Ye Wuque, with an expressionless face and a fascinating look, stood alone. As his right hand pulled again

, the rocks exploded, and Pan'er's body was pulled out by Ye Wuque again, still hanging upside down, and Pan'er was picked up again.

At this moment, Pan'er no longer had the calmness and superiority she had before.

She was a spirit, without a physical body, but for some reason, her spirit could not escape Ye Wuque's confinement. After being hit by these extremely violent seven blows, seven or eight cracks appeared all over her body. The whole person seemed like a cracked porcelain doll, which looked very scary.

Her body was shaking violently.

A pair of big eyes stared at Ye Wuque, and there was a blood-red color inside, but more of it was an incredible and extreme shock and anger!

"I hate old monsters pretending to be young the most."

Ye Wuque looked down at her condescendingly, and his cold voice slowly sounded.

"You, your strength... you... what exactly..."

Pan'er finally spoke, her voice was hoarse, and it was even more like a kind of anger and humiliation after being deceived.

"Ahhhh!!"

Suddenly, she roared, and her whole body burst into a strong brilliance. The cultivation of the wind and fire catastrophe and the great perfection broke out in full, and the hysterical outbreak actually broke out from Ye Wuque's hands!

Ye Wuque loosened his grip, but allowed Pan'er to break free.