I'm Really the Villain Boss

#275-Chapter 275

Then Wuwutian and others marched towards the deep palace.

Ning Wenbo, Zu Yuanju, Hua Lianghan, Luo Wenmin, Ma Rongxuan, Duan Liangpeng, Red Jingwei, the seven treasure hunting mice all died, and there were only three treasure hunting mice left, Tu Sifang, Min Junhao, and Dong Bohou.

Now it’s time to cut the leeks again.

But Tu Sifang, Min Junhao, and Dong Bohou are separated. After all, this place is too big and everyone has their own chances.

Soon Xu Wutian and others found Dong Bohou in a palace. At this moment, he was meditating with 10 young people. It seemed that he had obtained the medicine and was in retreat.

Obviously they came to the ancient pill room and obtained some broken elixir or sealed treasure.

Their faces were filled with excitement, as if they had won the jackpot.

Wuwutian walked in and said lightly: “Kneel all down and hand over everything.”

Dong Bohou suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Wuwutian, and said: “Xuwutian, didn’t you expect you to find it here?”

Wuwutian can enter here, indicating that everyone outside is dead, but he has just obtained the treasure, and there is a great opportunity, it is easy to abuse Wuwutian and others, and now he is calm inside.

Wuwutian: “Dong Bohou, let me explain if you have any last words!”

Then the six heavenly war gods Fu Pengyue, Chai Jianbing, Zhu Bojun, Ru Taining, Leng Zhiyi, Liang Kangning and others all took out the best quasi-sacred artifacts, each with a sword, ready to rush to kill Dong Bohou, etc. people.

“Huh, it’s up to you!” Dong Bo’s eyes were very disdainful, and now his cards are very powerful, and Wu Wutian and others are nothing but fish.

Then he said to the people around him: “Go on!”

Then 10 sect disciples were also killed, but they were only strong people after the 1000 disciples in the Chaos Academy. Although the realm was the same, they were not the opponents of the top 50 disciples. The six Heavenly Gate Gods of War killed them in a few strokes. Killed.

Fu Pengyue: “Say Dong Bohou, how do you want to die?”

Chai Jianbing: “You are the only one left now!”

Zhu Bojun: “Kneel down, we will give you a corpse!”

Ru Taining: “Today is your death day,”

Leng Zhiyi: “Dong Bohou, your jump is up to today!”

Liang Kangning: “Tong Bohou, you can dictate yourself!”

Facing the six gods of heaven, Dong Bohou shook his head: “Hehe, your six defeated men will make a lot of progress!”

“But if you have this strength, you should die.”

After speaking, he took out a fan, which was purple all over and looked terrifying, exuding a fierce and unmatched breath, made of many purple feathers.

Every piece of feather feathers are overflowing with purple clouds, crystal clear, carrying a sacred prestige.

“Netherworld, Fu Pengyue…are you a lot of people?”

“Haha, but in front of the sacred artifacts, that is not enough!”

“This is a low-grade holy artifact purple feather holy fan, what can you do to me?”

After speaking, Dong Bohou gently shook the Purple Feather Saint Fan, and a violent wind blew up around him. The corpses around were blown away by the violent wind, and various brick and tile fragments also flew out.

“Are you going to try the power of this sacred tool?”

“Haha, kneel down, I can consider keeping you alive”

Ru Taining, Leng Zhiyi, and Liang Kangning rushed over!

“Dong Bohou, go to your mother!”

“I killed you!”

“What about the sacred artifacts!”

Dong Bohou smiled coldly, waved the purple feather holy fan fiercely, and the wind was like a flood with holy power.

Ru Taining, Leng Zhiyi, and Liang Kangning were slammed out and hit the giant gate of the palace!

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The three vomited blood and were directly injured.

Dong Bohou laughed and said, “This sacred artifact is really powerful, you three miscellaneous hairs, are you happy?”

Ru Taining, Leng Zhiyi, and Liang Kangning looked gloomy.

Dong Bohou ignored their hateful eyes and said to Wuwutian: “Xuwutian, you guys kneel down and die.”

At this time, the holy soul in Dong Bohou’s mind said: “Dong Bohou, where is there a girl who has the physique of the superb furnace tripod, it may be the legendary Eucharist, you leave her”

Dong Bohou immediately understood, and pointed at Chen Ling’er and said, “This girl stays, you all go away!”

At this time, Lan Zixi stood up and said coldly: “You have the sacred artifact? Would you instigate it for a try?”

“Huh, I don’t know whether to live or die.” Dong Bohou immediately fanned the Lanzi Creek, violent storms swept across, and the momentum was shocking. The huge stones in the palace were all lifted off.

I saw Lan Zixi’s body filled with holy light, standing still, unaffected by it.

Dong Bo’s face changed drastically.

“I’ll teach you a lesson!” Lan Zixi’s body was full of blue light, carrying a supreme might, very terrifying!

Then Lan Zixi rushed over.

Dong Bohou was immediately frightened, and said to the holy soul in his body: “Master, help me, you control my body”

Then Dongbo’s thick breath skyrocketed. He went directly from the 7th floor of the sect to the peak of the 9th floor of the sect, and then fought fiercely with the blue purple stream on the 5th floor of the sect. , Received minor injuries, but did not vomit blood.

Ling Ao Hanxue looked at Lan Zixi who was injured, and said quickly: “Brother, you should do it soon.”

Wuwutian said to Lan Zixi: “If you don’t have the strength, you can still do it!”

“You!” Lan Zixi was directly blown up by the void weather, and directly vomited blood.

Damn boy.

At this time, Wuwutian came to the front and said lightly: “Come out, let me see what you are!”

‘Dong Bohou’: “Boy, on the 9th floor of the Imperial Realm, you dare to stand in front of this seat, not knowing whether you live or die!”

Then’Dong Bohou’ slammed the fan fiercely, and the gust of wind raging across the sky and the earth screamed.

Wuwutian smiled faintly, waved a wall of air appeared, blocking these strong winds!

“what???”

“How can this be?”

“Who are you?” Dong Bohou and the holy soul in his body were shocked, and a sense of fear was pressed in his heart!

Wuwutian said indifferently: “Go to hell!”

After talking about Void Sky, one finger!

Eight wild gods!

The terrifying aurora bursts out!

Dong Bo’s face changed drastically. This terrifying aurora could directly kill the existence of the semi-sacred giant, which was terrible.

The holy soul in Dong Bohou’s body directly escaped from Dong Bohou’s body, so he didn’t dare to pick it up!

“Master, you?” Dong Bo was so terrified that he saw the aurora penetrate his head.

“Ding, kill Dong Bohou, the boss point +50,000”

Then Wuwutian coldly commented on the soul body floating in the air, and said: “Where do you want to escape?”

Soul body: “This seat is a saint’s later cultivation base. Although it is only a remnant soul state, it still has the strength of the 9th floor of the noble state. Burning souls can have the strength of a semi-sage giant. Are you sure you want to fight me hard?”

This young man is too afraid that he can kill his opponent in a flash across so many realms, which is simply unheard of.

Wuwutian said indifferently: “Killing you is like killing a dog.”

“I just try the taste of the holy soul”

Speaking of Wuwutian coldly said: “Let you see, my soul eater!”

“Soul Eater Claw!”

Then a black giant claw grabbed the soul body!

“No!” The soul body screamed, resisting desperately, but it was useless, and was directly caught by the black giant, and then kneaded at will!

Then put it into Wuwutian’s mouth, and run the Soul Eater power!

“Let me go!”

“what!”

“Ah, I beg you to let me go, we can cooperate”

“what!”

The soul body screamed endlessly, begging for mercy, and was finally swallowed mercilessly, nourishing the soul of Wu Tian.

“The smell of the saint’s remnant soul is really good” Xu Wutian wiped his mouth.

Lan Zixi, Ling Ao Hanxue, Chen Linger and others were all stupid.

It’s scary!

Lan Zixi didn’t even think that Wuwutian could easily kill the 9th floor of the Venerable Realm!

Wouldn’t it be easy to kill yourself in seconds?

Suddenly she became unstable.

A look of unwillingness, unconvinced.

Ling Ao Hanxue took her hand and hurriedly comforted her so that she felt more comfortable in her heart.

Then Wuwutian brought Dong Bohou’s low-grade sacred tool Purple Feather Saint Fan.

“This fan is really good. It’s okay to fan those pretending fans.”

This Dong Bohou has an old grandfather living in his body, and he doesn’t know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and even the old grandfather has become a nourishment.

This Soul Devouring Demon Art really is the golden finger nemesis of Qi Luck.