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This is a man who looks to be thirty years old, looking at the two of them sneering, and his face full of haze is a little hideous.

This person Seinfeld has seen that when he was suppressed by Quan, he once snatched food in the Xianju Pavilion, and later, under the power of the pig killer, he let him settle the account, because he took more, and finally paid tens of billions of spirit stones when he settled the bill.

Tens of billions of spirit stones are nothing to an immortal-level powerhouse, but the anger he received needs to be recovered from Seinfeld.

And Seinfeld obtained the Colorful Heart, and opened the Immortal Pavilion to earn a large number of spirit stones.

These became the reasons why this man wanted to kill Seinfeld.

The man walked step by step, with a full sense of oppression, and Seinfeld felt that this person's strength was no less than that of the zombie Yin Kui, and he was also a more powerful master among the immortals.

As he approached, the man opened his mouth and said in a deep voice: "Yue Tianyu, hand over your storage ring, and the old man Chang Sicong will leave your whole corpse." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he looked domineering and arrogant, which meant that he didn't put everyone in his eyes.

Seinfeld turned his head, his eyes full of disgust, needless to say about this kind of person, a battle was inevitable.

Chang Sicong set his eyes on Qin Xiaoru's body, and said lightly: "This little girl is good, I will accept it for you." ”

This sentence immediately ignited Seinfeld's anger, and Seinfeld said in a deep voice: "Kill in the shortest possible time." ”

Qin Xiaoru nodded silently, and the battle intent on her body began to be revealed.

"Kill me, it's up to you?" Chang Sicong sneered, and a black narrow but thin knife like a cicada's wings appeared in his hand, and the yin qi on the knife was strong, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

Even if it is a human immortal weapon, there is a distinction between superior and inferior, and this black knife is the best among human immortal weapons at a glance.

Chang Sicong pointed at Seinfeld with a knife and smiled: "Come forward and die." ”

The portal next to Seinfeld opened, and the deity rushed out.

The appearance of the deity made Chang Sicong stunned, and then sneered: "Is there a doppelganger? There is another one more who is sent to death, but it saves the old man a lot of trouble." ”

After finishing speaking, the yin qi on the knife body rose sharply.

The deity also sneered, the heavenly fire wheel was tightly pinched in his hand, and his body turned into a fiery red streamer and shot out towards Chang Sicong from afar.

At this moment, Seinfeld was covered by cyan flames, and the flames on his body made Chang Sicong feel extremely uncomfortable because of the restraint of the ghost's body, and the killing intent in Chang Sicong's heart was even stronger, and he said coldly: "I hate this flame, so you will definitely die today." ”

Seinfeld didn't speak, the disdainful smile on his face was even worse, which made Chang Sicong even more annoyed, it stands to reason that he is the strongest, and it should be himself who shows a disdainful sneer, looking at the disgusting expression on Seinfeld's face, the killing intent in his heart is even worse.

"Xiaoru!" Qin Xiaoru's side, the golden earth clone shouted loudly.

The next moment, Qin Xiaoru's hands were placed in front of his chest, and a complex handprint appeared like a phantom.

Whether it was Qin Xiaoru's handprint or Song Fei's body rushing over, Chang Sicong was disdainful of it, and sneered: "The weak is the weak, even if the two join forces, it will be zero plus zero." ”

Qin Xiaoru finished the handprint seriously, and gently spit out a word in her mouth: "Condensation!"

The turquoise mana fell on Chang Sicong's body without warning, Chang Sicong's expression suddenly became sluggish, and in his sight, Seinfeld's speed suddenly increased, and the cyan flames on his body suddenly receded, replaced by a dark blue flame.

The terrifying heat wave came to his face, and the aura of destruction instantly enveloped Chang Sicong, the immortal-level master was originally fast, and he couldn't tolerate the slightest sloppiness, Qin Xiaoru's time condensation had already made him lose the opportunity, and when he wanted to resist, Seinfeld's blue flames had already wrapped him tightly in it.

The Heavenly Fire Wheel carried the power of destroying the world, and smashed it hard, and Chang Sicong's chest was instantly smashed.

"Ahh

Looking at each other, Chang Sicong let out a terrible roar again: "How can this be, this flame, Yue Tianyu, you dare to yin old man." ”

Although the appearance is only thirty, the immortal-level masters are all old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years, among which there are many who call themselves old husbands, and some monks who look like children also claim to be old husbands.

"Yin is an old puppet like you. Seinfeld sneered, his heart full of pleasure, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a disdainful smile.

The Sky Fire Wheel was raised high, carrying blue flames, and smashed down towards Chang Sicong's head.

"Ahh

"Impossible, impossible, how can you, a Mahayana monk, have such a powerful flame, the heavens are unjust, the heavens are unfair. Chang Sicong was yelling, if crazy, it was in stark contrast to the smug expression just now.

He didn't believe that a monk who was not an immortal level could have such a powerful power, and this kind of power simply surpassed the rules of the Three Realms.

Immediately after, Chang Sicong seemed to have thought of something, looked at Qin Xiaoru with an expression of disbelief, and roared sadly: "The way of time, how is it possible, you actually have the way of time, isn't your way space?"

"Go to hell and think slowly. Seinfeld shouted angrily, and the Sky Hot Wheel hit again, smashing on Chang Sicong's head, at this moment, Chang Sicong's roar came to an abrupt end, and his entire body was beaten into nothingness by Seinfeld's Sky Hot Wheel.

A generation of immortal-level masters has fallen.

Until he died, he didn't believe what was happening in front of him.

The blue flame slowly retreated, retracted into Seinfeld's body, and grabbed the storage ring and black knife left by Chang Sicong in his hand.

This time, the cooperation between the two was extremely tacit, so that Chang Sicong did not even have the strength to resist, and this extremely stressful black knife became an ornament.

The divine sense swept inside the storage ring, Song Fei was overjoyed, this guy's net worth was not inferior to Yin Kui, so much wealth, even if he hollowed out the secret realm in front of him, I am afraid it would not be more than Chang Sicong's net worth.

Killing such a strong man is equivalent to getting one more secret realm, which immediately made Seinfeld happy, and even the anger that erupted by Chang Sicong just now was washed away.

If he could, Seinfeld would have hoped that there would be a few more such lone masters so that he could gain more