I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

"It's really shameful that just such a kid who doesn't have the same hair can make you, the Sect Master of the Ghost King, be so embarrassed!"

The ancestor of Yuancha laughed and ridiculed the ghost king.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the ghost king.

But he didn't dare to make times.

If it weren't for their ancestor of the Ghost King Sect who failed to cross the Tribulation, would their Ghost King Sect need to help a monk in the combined realm to take action?

I think he was also the first demon sect that moved the five states back then.

With the power of the Cave Void Realm, no school in the five states dared to provoke the ghost king.

It's a pity that when this mighty power broke through the Mahayana realm, he failed to cross the tribulation, regretting to fall.

This made the status of Ghost King Sect plummet.

"I also ask Saint Ancestor to act quickly, this kid is really a difficult character." The Ghost King urged.

"Oh? Who is the kid's last name? What kind of school?" Yuancha Saint Group asked, staring at the masked man.

He also noticed that the masked man is not weak, and he is afraid that he is from a large sect and has a strong background.

At first glance, the masked man didn't want to answer him at all.

The King of Ghosts answered for him: "He, Jill Bangying, a hard-working helper."

Yuancha Holy Ancestor: "..."

Everyone: "..."

The King of Ghosts also realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly changed his words: "I mean, his name is Jier Bangying, a hard-core gang."

"Hard-bang Gang? Is there such a sect?" A trace of simple confusion flashed across the face of the ancestor Yuansha.

"He said it was a school north of Kunlun, and he was still the Sect Master." Ghost King said.

"Forget it, it's not important anymore, since it's a non-sports school, then you can go to death."

The ancestor of Yuancha had no patience, and with a wave of his haggard hand, dozens of drops of black liquid spilled from the air.

These black liquids attacked from the air with a strong corpse odor.

"It's gluttonous corpse oil!"

A demon monk was shocked.

Demon gluttonous corpse oil, that is the master of Yuancha Holy Ancestor.

This kind of corpse oil can easily corrode the spiritual power and magic weapon of the cultivator, and one drop can kill the old.

Everyone fled in all directions.

One of the hapless Nascent Soul Demon Xiu was ‘lucky’ and didn’t hide away.

The corpse oil just dripped on his clothes, but like a bone gangrene, it was wrapped around this Yuan Ying stage magic repair.

In the blink of an eye, the body oil seemed to spread indefinitely, from his clothes, quickly extending to his whole body.

The magic repair wanted to tear his clothes apart, but the clothes were torn, but the skin on his body had already been eroded by the body oil.

This person hurriedly offered his defensive treasure, a middle-grade spiritual weapon's heart armor.

Trying to resist the invasion of this gluttonous corpse oil.

But what people did not expect was that as soon as the corpse oil touched this armor, the armor immediately ‘rebelled’, and then automatically shattered and broke away from the fall.

The demon cultivator could only allow this weird corpse oil to wrap him into a black pupa.

Before his head was about to be wrapped, the man desperately called for help.

"Ah! Help me! Help..."

After his head was also wrapped, the man's voice stopped abruptly.

The black pupa wrapped in corpse oil then shrank quickly and returned to the shape of the previous fingernail.

The wrapped Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator had long since disappeared, and he hadn't even uttered a scream.

It's as if there is no such person in this world.

This drop of corpse oil after ‘eat’ the ‘big meal’ became brighter and richer.

Extremely weird!

Everyone only felt a cold back, and the coolness from head to toe came to their hearts.

A monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, no matter how famous in the land of the five states, is nowhere to be seen, just disappeared out of thin air, his hair is terrifying!

"Hahaha... I'm sorry, the old man hasn't made a move for a long time, he is a bit handy, and hurt his own person by mistake. I'm really sorry."

Although the ancestor of Yuansha said so, his tone did not mean the slightest apology, on the contrary, he smiled even more proudly.

Instead, he stared at the masked man and said with a smile: "I just made a mistake, now it's your turn."

After speaking, those dozen drops of corpse oil flew towards the masked man at the same time, and blocked his escape route in all directions at 360 degrees.

Seeing that these corpse oils were all rushing towards the masked man, the others were relieved and gloated in their hearts at the same time.

This soil bun is bad luck. The cultivation base was abnormal enough, but I didn't expect to encounter Yuancha Saint Ancestor who was even more abnormal.

It can only be said that he is unlucky.

A dozen drops of glutinous corpse oil pounced on the masked man.

As if smelling the mask man's cultivation base and the scent of blood, they became more violent and came in faster.

The masked man looked at this horrible picture, faced with an extremely dangerous death, didn't panic, didn't hide, but let these corpses fly in instead.

Just when the glutinous corpse oil was about to approach, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply in an instant.

It's obviously midsummer, but everyone feels like falling into an ice cellar.

From around the masked man, all the heat in the air was condensed into ice.

The dozen or so drops of corpse oil were also turned into ice skates by ice, stagnating in the air, floating around the masked man motionless.

"This person knows how to do ice magic?" The ghost king asked in surprise, this masked man has so many cards.

The Yuancha Saint Ancestor was not worried at all, and he leisurely commented: "There are still two sons, but the person that the old man wants to kill has not escaped, hahaha..."

Yuancha Shengzu began to laugh again, the laughter was still so harsh and unpleasant.

The gluttonous corpse oil was only frozen for a moment, then assimilated the ice cubes that had wrapped them, regained freedom, and rushed towards the masked man again.

The technique of freezing seems to have no effect on them.

The masked man is about to be stained when he looks at it.

Obviously, he was able to secure the victory, but the corpse oil still failed and returned, rushing for nothing.

The masked man has disappeared in place.

"Space Secret Art!"

Yuancha Shengzu finally showed a look of surprise, looking around and immediately looking for the position of the masked man.

However, the masked man appeared behind him.

"I like to laugh, right? I make you cry!"

The masked man's voice came from behind.

Yuancha Saint Ancestor didn't care, he didn't even look down on the cultivation base of the masked man. It was just a praying man's arm as a cart, and the worm shaking the tree.

A kid in the Out-of-Aperture Realm, no matter how powerful he was, he couldn't break the defense of a monk in the Combined Realm.

Just when he was mentally negligent, a punch-big fist hit his face from far to near in his line of sight!

Bang!

The ancestor of Yuancha flew down from the air like a broken kite!

The body was able to stop by smashing through the buildings and buildings of a few streets.

But after a while, the ancestor Yuancha flew back again, his face was gloomy, and a mouthful of **** phlegm came out from the corner of his mouth.

"Unexpectedly, it was my carelessness. You still hide your strength. It turns out that you are a little trash fish in the realm of transforming gods."

Everyone was shocked when Yuancha Shengzu exited.

This masked man is actually a cultivator of the God Realm?

Transcendent realm, in the land of five states, there are only a dozen cultivators like this, and I didn't expect to run into one here.

Qingyunmen Jiang Siming counted as one, and Yunmeng, the master of the Moon Sect, counted as one, but he didn't expect to have another one now.

The ghost king has doubts in his heart. How does he feel that this masked man... has become familiar?

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