"Yang Su, today you are dying, hurry up and hand over the blood resentment ball, and you can also leave a whole corpse, which can be regarded as a gift to your last prestige as the supreme male lord of the generation thousands of years ago!"

Huang Wuji stood calmly at the entrance of the cave and calmly looked at the evil venerable Yang Su and said.

"Joke, I'm Yang Su, a dignified generation of evil venerables, how can you be insulted at will by a yellow-haired boy with a bad smell, it's just looking for death. On the contrary, if you hand over the method of refining the Blood Resentment Ball, the deity can consider sparing your life!"

Evil Venerable Yang Su looked at Huang Wuji thoughtfully, half-squinting his eyes and saying with murderous intent.

"Yang Su, it looks like you and I can't do anything good today!" Huang Wuji stared at the evil venerable Yang Su and asked coldly.

"Hmph, do you think that this situation can be good now, there is only one person between you and me who can survive, and that person is me!" Evil Venerable Yang Su looked at Huang Wuji with contemptuous eyes and said disdainfully.

"Looking for death!" Huang Wuji snorted coldly, and a golden spiritual power came out of his body, turning into a golden light that shot towards the evil venerable Yang Su.

Evil Venerable Yang Su snorted coldly when he was in danger, and his divine thoughts moved, and a dense gray skull like an iron wall flew out, pounced on the golden light that shot out, and swallowed it directly into his mouth with a big click.

I saw that the skull, which was several zhang in size, swelled again.

"Little ghost, what else is there to do, it looks like that's just that!" Evil Venerable Yang Su relied on the help of the evil dragon devouring spirit, and he did not refuse Huang Wuji's spiritual power, and even secretly had fun.

For thousands of years, the injuries he suffered during the Battle of the Blood Dragon Sect had been tormenting him, and all his spiritual power was used to suppress the onset of old injuries, and he had to endure the pain of drilling his heart every day.

Spiritual power is an extremely precious thing for the evil venerable Yang Su, in addition to going out hunting, almost all the spiritual power is used to suppress, plus he is seriously injured and absorbing the spiritual energy is a little inadequate, Huang Wuji's behavior of giving spiritual power for nothing can really not make him happy.

Huang Wuji watched the evil venerable Yang Su's mouth twitch slightly, and immediately knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help but sneer a few times in his heart: "What an old fox, if it weren't for the half-step magic power of the evil dragon devouring spirit, if it were replaced by someone else, it would have been sucked dry by a human a long time ago!"

The more proud the evil Venerable Yang Su is, the happier Huang Wuji is, and only when someone is proud is the best time to relax his vigilance and make a move. Huang Wuji has been waiting for an opportunity, and he has not hesitated to use his spiritual power to feed the evil venerable Yang Su, in order to kill with one blow.

Evil Venerable Yang Su looked at Huang Wuji with contempt, and suddenly turned his palm into a fist, and his fists stirred countless gray dead qi that flowed slowly like a river, and the dead qi continued to condense, faintly forming a gray dragon full of dead energy.

The dragon's entrenched body suddenly filled the entire cave, and the hundreds of zhang of body drowned Huang Wuji in it. The gray dead qi was like an invisible big hand pulling Huang Wuji's body, and the dead qi continued to invade the body, trying to pull the anger out of the body.

Facing the gray and misty dead qi that seemed to cover the heavens and the earth, the Emperor Wuji's hegemonic body instantly opened, and a golden ancient bell carved with countless strong men suddenly appeared, squeezing the gray dead qi out of the body.

The flickering golden light of the golden ancient bell was extremely dazzling in the lifeless cave, and the moment it appeared, the evil venerable Yang Su immediately noticed it.

"Hey, it's so familiar, it's a disgusting breath, it's a Buddhist exercise!" The evil Venerable Yang Su was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that Huang Wuji actually knew the Buddhist exercises, which was the nemesis of the evil way exercises, just like the good and the devil were restrained.

However, evil can never fight right, and Buddhism is inherently the nemesis of evil. Unlike the two realms of good and evil, they win and lose each other, and they are mutually reinforcing.

As soon as the overlord body opened, a peaceful and grand aura of spiritual power spread in an instant, and the dead qi that encountered the overlord body suddenly boiled, turning into a cloud of mist and disappearing in an instant. When the gray death qi encountered the spiritual power of the Overlord Buddha Sect, the spreading tentacles continued to shrink, as if it had encountered boiling hot oil.

The sudden appearance of the spiritual power of the Buddha Sect disrupted the plan of the evil Venerable Yang Su, and the intuition of putting himself to death for many years gave him a sense of foreboding.

Although the evil dragon devouring spirit can devour spiritual power, the dead qi that is always used is useless at all in the face of the natural nemesis, and it will even have the opposite effect. Huang Wuji couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the evil Venerable Yang Su retreating, he couldn't imagine that the spiritual power of Buddhism would work against a strong person like Yang Su.

It seems that the evil venerable Yang Su's injuries are very serious, otherwise, the spiritual power of the Buddha Sect will not be able to hurt him at all.

Although, Huang Wuji secretly guessed the injury of the evil venerable Yang Su. However, without rash action, how can a generation of evil venerables not have a little hole card, and if they are blindly impulsive, they will only fall into the other party's scheme.

Calming down, Huang Wuji continued to drink the evil venerable Yang Su Zhou Xuan, anyway, the death qi was still useless to him at this time. However, for the sake of his own plan, Huang Wuji still quietly and quietly poured his spiritual power into the dead air.

The gray dead qi gradually became rich under the infusion of Huang Wuji's spiritual power, as if it was substance, and the dead qi flowed slowly like a long river, and the fluttering gray dead qi was like a thick fog.

The growth of the gray dead qi did not hinder Huang Wuji in the slightest, under the protection of the hegemonic body, a radius of ten meters became a vacuum of dead qi, and all the gray dead qi that approached was purified and incinerated under the spiritual power of the Buddhist gate, and disappeared to become a part of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

With the protection of the hegemonic body, Huang Wuji is no longer afraid of death qi, and he does not have to concentrate on guarding against the invasion of death qi.

At this moment, Huang Wuji knew that it was time to put some pressure on the evil Venerable Yang Su, forcing him to absorb his spiritual power at all costs. Huang Wuji can not think that with the spiritual power of Buddhism in "King Kong Quenching Body Fist", he can make a demon who has been rampant for tens of thousands of years never be reborn.

Domineering body protection, Huang Wuji approached the evil Venerable Yang Su step by step.

On the other hand, after the evil venerable Yang Su saw Huang Wuji approaching step by step, he unconsciously took a few steps back, and when he came back to his senses, his face showed a look of anger, and he didn't expect that he would be suppressed by a yellow-haired milky kid.

Evil Venerable Yang Su forcibly calmed his mind, and calmed down in the face of Huang Wuji's approach, his pitch-black pupils instantly turned blood, and a gray mist slowly flowed in the blood-colored pupils, and a breath of silence as if life was about to pass away emanated through his eyes.

Huang Wuji saw the pair of blood-colored eyes of the evil venerable Yang Su, and the whole person seemed to be pulled down to another space, and a dead and withering breath continued to impact the brain, and a pair of invisible big hands kept pulling the soul.

"Hey, what strange eyes!" Huang Wuji's soul was like a rock, and he didn't waver in the slightest under the gaze of the evil venerable Yang Su.

However, that strange feeling still made Huang Wuji a little curious, he hadn't heard of exercises such as the Blood Dragon Sect's Pupil Technique that were similar to the eyes in front of him.

Evil Venerable Yang Su's pupil technique is different from ordinary pupil techniques, and while hallucinating, his body suffers from the same situation. Huang Wuji could feel that the dead qi had penetrated the spiritual power of the Buddha Sect and was constantly eroding his body.

(End of chapter)