At The Beginning, I Counted The Immortal To Death

"Brother! What are you doing!"

The three-legged Golden Crow swooped down from high altitude and landed on Jiang Bai's shoulder.

Jiang Bai looked stern and said without looking back: "I met a scumbag!"

The three-legged Golden Crow was shocked when he heard this.

He could tell that something wasn't right in Jiang Bai's tone.

In his memory, he had never seen Jiang Bai so angry.

He lowered his head and looked at Wang Er on the ground.

Hmm~

He has a fat head, big ears, a fleshy face, and a pair of rat eyes. He is not a good guy at first glance.

The word "phase comes from the heart" has been perfectly reflected in him.

"what happened?"

The three-legged Golden Crow also had a serious look on his face.

Jiang Bai silently told Wang Er's past evil deeds.

The three-legged golden crow immediately jumped up.

"Fuck him, fuck him to death, this little bastard! Peel off his skin with cramps and quarter him into pieces!"

Just hearing this made the Three-Legged Golden Crow furious.

Wang Er looked at the crow-looking Spirit Beast on Jiang Bai's shoulder with a look of despair.

The Spirit Beast in front of him also had the cultivation level of Nascent Soul realm.

Moreover, his functions are now three times those of ordinary people, which makes him feel an inexplicable fear of this crow.

It seemed that the thing in front of him was not a crow at all, but a huge beast from ancient times.

My life is at an end!

"My lords, spare your life, spare your life!"

Wang Er kept begging for mercy.

But when Jiang Bai and the Three-legged Golden Crow looked at him, they were only cold!

Jiang Bai stretched out his right hand and slowly pinched one of Wang Er's arms, applying force slowly with his fingers.

Wang Er trembled all over and instinctively wanted to pull his arm out of Jiang Bai's hand.

But Jiang Bai's hands were like iron pliers, motionless!

"Click~"

Wang Er's arm was pulled down weakly, and the bones were crushed by Jiang Bai.

It wasn't over yet. Jiang Bai moved his hand slightly to his arm, completely ignoring Wang Er's painful cry and continued to exert force...

Suddenly, Wang Er's screams echoed throughout the canyon!

The screams lasted for a quarter of an hour.

The monks who participated in the treasure hunt had long been attracted by the movement here.

But someone saw Jiang Bai killing Wang Er from a distance, and they were smart enough not to come and disturb him.

However, the monks still vaguely surrounded this area.

After all, the soul-producing grass is in the king's hands.

At this time, it should have fallen into Jiang Bai's hands.

After Wang Er's screams gradually disappeared, everyone slowly stepped forward and surrounded Jiang Bai.

When they came closer and saw Wang Er on the ground, they all gasped.

Wang Er was like a puddle of mud at this time.

All the bones in his body were crushed inch by inch by Jiang Bai.

In addition to the vital parts, the limbs were also hammered into a pulp by Jiang Bai!

But the scary thing is that Wang Er is not dead yet.

The trump card that he was proud of, his life-threatening skills, had now become his biggest source of pain!

His whole body, except for his eyes, was completely unable to move.

He only hopes that Jiang Bai can give him a happy life!

Seeing people surrounding him, Jiang Bai raised his foot, stepped on Wang Er's head, and whispered: "In the next life, be a human being!"

After that, he exerted force under his feet, and Wang Er's head exploded like a watermelon, with red and white splatters all over the floor!

"This Fellow Daoist is so good at torturing this guy for so long!"

A monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul looked at Jiang Bai with an unkind expression.

He knew Wang Er, and his cultivation was quite strong.

To be killed single-handedly by this seemingly ordinary young man in front of him is enough to explain the problem.

However, the temptation of Soul-Birding Grass was too great, and there was no way he would give up!

"Why, are you interested and want to try it?" Jiang Bai gave him a cold look.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist is joking!"

At this time, Jiang Bai did not feel any joy because of Wang Er's death.

He looked at the people around him more and more irritably, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, get out!"

This sentence offended everyone present to death!

We are all monks in the Nascent Soul stage. Although you killed Wang Er, it does not mean that others will be afraid of you!

What's more, there are more than thirty Nascent Soul monks present!

"Boy, calling you Fellow Daoist has already given you enough face. If you are wise, hand over the Soul-Birding Grass!"

One person looked at Jiang Bai impatiently, as if he would take action immediately as long as Jiang Bai said no.

Jiang Bai looked back at him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

With a click of his fingers, Wang Er's Law Treasure came into his hands.

When Jiang Bai's spiritual awareness reached him, there was only one spiritual grass lying quietly inside.

Jiang Bai couldn't help but sigh, this Wang Er is really poor.

Compared with him, Qin Julang was extremely rich!

He took out the Soul-Life Grass and held it in his hand, looked at the people around him and said, "Is this it?"

The moment the soul-producing grass appeared, the breathing of everyone present immediately became rapid.

This is no ordinary spiritual grass, this is their ladder to the future!

"Kid, give it to me and I'll let you leave safely!"

"Fellow Daoist, I am willing to pay 100,000 spiritual stones to buy the spiritual grass in your hand!"

"Boy, if you know what's going on, hand over the soul-growing grass!"

Various voices immediately rang out from the crowd.

But the purpose is the same, all for the soul-growing grass in Jiang Bai's hands!

Jiang Bai sneered and looked at everyone with colder eyes.

Everyone present gave Jiang Bai a feeling of disgust.

"System, mark out all the people who are as rubbish as Wang Er!"

[System: OK! ]

Sensing Jiang Bai's emotions, the system replied simply.

In Jiang Bai's sight, a small blood-red arrow immediately appeared above the heads of two-thirds of the people present.

This means that what each of these people have done in their lives is on par with Wang Er!

"Hehe...hahahahaha!"

Jiang Bai was so angry that he laughed instead.

It's really ironic.

Dugu Qing, the strong men at the top of the Heavenly Spirit World, stick to their own bottom line and never intrude on mortals.

And Liu Rui, the proud ones who grew up with golden keys in their mouths, at best regard mortals as ants and are too lazy to pay attention to them.

But these Independent Cultivators use mortals as tools to vent their anger, and their methods are cruel and outrageous!

Completely ignoring that he and they were actually the same kind of people!

Jiang Bai smiled and shed tears: Sure enough, there has only been one idiot like Li Tian in hundreds of thousands of years!

Jiang Bai turned his hand and put the Soul-Birding Grass into the storage ring. At the same time, the lightning flashed in his right hand, and the Thunder Sword appeared in his hand!

"Boy, what do you mean?"

Seeing Jiang Bai's actions, someone immediately asked.

"What do you mean? Hum, of course I mean to kill you!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Jiang Bai's answer immediately caused laughter in the audience.

They looked at Jiang Bai as if they were looking at an idiot!

"Boy, look around. There are thirty-four Nascent Soul stagers here, just you?"

Jiang Bai didn't answer, he held a sword flower in his hand, raised his head and sneered, his body turned into an afterimage, and flew towards the person who spoke!

The three-legged Golden Crow also turned into a shooting star, following Jiang Bai!