Cultivation: My disciples are all big villains

A powerful golden light flickered on Batian Zhandi's body surface, exuding a dazzling luster.

Batian Zhandi had made a lot of arrangements before this, so he naturally had a lot of life-saving means.

However, he is still too weak now.

Using these means, the price to be paid is very huge.

But there was nothing he could do to escape.

"Damn it, if this emperor escapes and I recover to my peak, no matter who you are, this emperor will definitely kill you!"

The dignified Batian Zhandi could only be forced to run away at this time.

"I'm afraid you won't have such a chance."

Luo He's voice came over coldly.

The needle of the gods and ghosts pointed at the past again.

"Damn it, Batian Battle Body, Fighting Heaven and Earth!"

In an instant, the figure of Batian Zhandi became extremely huge, and an astonishing light radiated from his body.

This is a peerless secret method, which can infinitely stimulate one's domineering combat body in a short period of time, and then double one's combat power instantly.

With such a powerful secret technique, Batian Zhandi was extremely confident at this moment, and a huge golden fist directly blasted out at Luo He's soul.

The powerful golden aura swept across, since there was a wave of waves in Luo He's spiritual sea.

"Since you are so reckless, don't blame this emperor for being ruthless!"

Batian battle body is a very peculiar physique, not only has a very powerful boosting effect on one's own body, but also on the soul.

This is the abnormality of Batian Battle Body, and it is worthy of being one of the top physiques in the world.

"Die!"

Batian Zhandi roared, and then continued to punch out, the golden light continued to surge, and the momentum was very astonishing.

For a moment, Luo He's soul was completely submerged by the golden torrent.

However, before Batian Zhandi showed his joy, those golden torrents seemed to have encountered a very terrifying force, and retreated one after another.

"This...what's the matter?"

Batian Zhandi was stunned for a moment.

His all-out attack had no effect?

How can he accept this?

However, Luo He ignored him. At this moment, there were strange black lights flickering on Luo He's body.

The sea of ​​spirits seems to have changed.

Batian Zhandi froze for a moment, then looked up, his eyes finally changed.

Above that sky, there is actually a strange magic eye.

In the magic eye, there seems to be endless chaos, and all the power stored in it is the power of ghosts and gods.

"Ghost...ghost pupil!"

Batian Zhandi is an ancient figure, so he is naturally familiar with innate creatures like ghosts and gods.

"How... how is it possible!"

Ghost eyes, the person in front of him actually has ghost eyes!
Who the hell is he!

At this time, fear, for the first time, filled the heart of Batian Zhandi.

He has traveled through the ages, although he has encountered very powerful enemies, but in the end they were all beheaded by him forcefully.

He is not one of those idiots who can only fight without thinking, his scheming and his methods are so terrifying that it is difficult for ordinary people to parry.

However, these can only be achieved on the basis of the relative strength of the two sides or the basis of him crushing the opponent.

But the current situation is that Luo He crushed himself.

Yes, innate fetishes are definitely not something he can contend with.

Although Emperor Wei is there, he is not against the fetish.

There is always the majesty of the sea and the emperor, and you must lower your eyebrows when you meet a god!
The weird ghost pupils just floated above Luo He's spiritual sea, and the weird breath continued to spread out, and it was unbearable just to look at it.

This is the coercion of the innate fetish, which is really frightening.

Batian Zhandi just wanted to prepare to resist, but the ghost pupil stared at him firmly, as if from the ghosts of hell, came to claim his life.

And when Batian Zhandi lost his mind, the corners of Luo He's mouth raised again.

The needle of the gods and ghosts!

This time, Batian Zhandi didn't have any defenses and was directly hit.

The powerful ghost needle kept strangling his soul, and the remnant soul of Batian Zhandi already looked very empty at this moment.

He couldn't bear the power of the ghost needle anymore!

"ended!"

Luo He stepped forward, and five magic needles suddenly appeared in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Batian Zhandi couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle. In his current state, it would be very difficult for him to catch one, let alone catch Luo He's attack.

Now, if he is not careful, his remnant soul will be wiped out.

"Wait, wait, you let me go!"

Batian Zhandi really panicked at this time, and all his methods were completely useless in Luo He's eyes.

However, Luo He ignored him, operated the imprint of his skills, and continued to face Batian Zhandi.

That way, it seems that he will never give up until he kills Batian Zhandi.

"Wait a minute, senior, I am willing to surrender, I can be your cow! Please let me go!"

If it was the former Batian Zhandi who said such words, it might be just a conspiracy.

But the current Batian Zhandi really wanted to ask for mercy.

As if to express his sincerity, Batian Zhandi directly knelt down.

A generation of overlord war emperors actually knelt down to Luo He in order to survive, which is really embarrassing.

Unfortunately, Luo He still has no intention of letting him go.

This is not a very simple reason. I even made the Sand Sculpture Emperor kneel down. With the arrogance of the Sand Sculpture Emperor, he obviously already holds a grudge.

Moreover, this wretched emperor is very scheming.Put him by your side, that is a time bomb, you don't know when it will explode.

This is obviously unacceptable to Luo He, who pursues stability.

"Senior, senior!"

"grown ups!"

"father!"

"..."

Batian Zhandi was completely insane at this time, shouting everything in order to survive.

Luo He suddenly said at this time: "Call me Grandpa."

Who knew that Batian Zhandi actually knelt down, and then called Luo He three times for grandpa.

After shouting, Batian Zhandi looked at Luo He flatteringly: "Grandpa, can you let me go now?"

"Huh? I just asked you to call, and I didn't say to let you go."

It's a joke, he can even do this kind of thing. Obviously, the forbearance of this Batian war emperor is beyond Luo He's imagination.

You are really cheap!

This time, Luo He's determination to kill him was further strengthened.

This kind of person, as long as he rises a little bit, he will definitely bite you back.

Luo He didn't dare to bet on this kind of thing lightly.

Hearing Luo He's words, Batian Zhandi's smile froze instantly.

He wanted to talk, but he had nothing to say.

Because, the ten ghost needles pierced through his entire soul at some point.

In an instant, Batian Zhandi's soul was completely shattered.

His remnant soul was also absorbed by Luo He.