Terrorist recovery begins

but.

The Bujie monk has burned his soul and is still invincible.

If you don't have a stick of incense, you will lose.

In a short period of time, it is absolutely impossible for them to have any other help.

When will that ray of hope to survive appear?

Chapter 1791 The thugs in suits

In a short thought, Monk Bujie has completely fallen into a disadvantage.

His strength was consumed so violently that the phantom of the morning bell was crumbling.

In the realm of chaos, Lin Que and Qin Feng were both seriously injured after paying the price of the three false saints.

hum!

The yin-yang and taiji diagrams radiate their final rays of light, and then return to heaven and earth, disappearing without a trace.

The feeling of weakness came from every cell, Lin Que and the two had no strength to fight anymore.

The two and Xia Yuyan leaned on each other, staring at the battle in the sky with full concentration.

The joining of the last three false saints became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Bang!

The phantom of the morning bell exploded, and the dangerous peak of Kunlun landed directly on Bujie.

He was on the verge of falling, and fell straight in front of Lin Que and the others.

The burning of the soul is still going on, and there is still room for not quitting.

But just as he was about to counterattack again, Qi Sheng, who came after him, stepped on his chest.

"Damn bald donkey, luckily I'm better at it."

"This makes you kill the four of us from Tianmen."

"If it wasn't for the successive weakenings before, I might have let you run away!"

The monk's face was as golden as paper, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Amitabha, benefactor, put down the butcher's knife and turn around."

"This is waiting for you to go to hell, go and tell the King of Hades!"

Bang!

With a foot full of the power of a saint, he stomped his unruly head into the ground.

Before the end of the burning of the soul, the vitality of not quitting is particularly tenacious.

This kick did not kill him.

Seeing this, Lin Que and the others clenched their fists tightly.

They don't want to suffer such humiliation, but whether they can protect themselves, let alone save others?

Qin Feng was about to burst into tears.

"Sister Yuyan, think of a way!"

"If that bald man dies, we will lose a small mobile vault!"

His tone was very weak.

The process of soul burning is irreversible, and they all know this well.

Xia Yuyan didn't answer, she looked around with her beautiful eyes.

She is still looking forward to that extremely ethereal glimmer of life.

Seeing this, Qi Sheng smiled contemptuously.

"what are you looking for?"

"It's this time, don't you still think there is a way to escape?"

"it is good."

"Go and bring those two people over."

Several false saints carried the unconscious Ye Ni and the seriously injured Sun Xiaosheng, and threw them in front of Lin Que and the others.

"Lin Que, don't care about these small episodes."

"Let's continue the topic we just talked about."

"Let me take a look, how about starting first this time?"

Qi Sheng's tone was frivolous, as if he was picking a favorite object among his trophies.

Then, he stepped forward and grabbed Sun Xiaosheng's hair.

"What about her?"

"Lin Que, my condition just now still counts."

"Either join Tianmen."

"Or, you just watch these partners die."

He pulled Sun Xiaosheng's hair and lifted the girl up.

Sun Xiaosheng's mind was so clear that she didn't dare to look Lin Que in the eye.

Not because of the fear of facing death.

It's because of showing such embarrassment in front of the person he has always admired.

"You let her go!"

Lin Que wanted to burst into tears, and roared loudly.

The corners of Qi Sheng's mouth were split to the base of his ears.

"It seems that you still don't intend to give in."

"Then try killing one first."

Then, the power of the saint in Qi Sheng's body rioted again.

Sun Xiaosheng's heart sank completely into the abyss.

She was finally willing to raise her head, and quietly looked at the man who was unwilling to growl for his life.

"Lin Que..."

Just when they were about to separate heaven and man forever, a familiar voice sounded not far away.

"stop!"

Then, wisps of yellow wind blew, and a figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.

Lin Que and the others were completely stunned.

"It's it!"

It turned out to be a weasel who had met once before!

Xia Yuyan was enlightened.

She understood in an instant.

The ray of hope for Jinxianju's desperate situation should lie in Kunxu!

And it is.

Although the weasel is afraid of Qi Sheng, he is full of confidence.

"Let go of the ancestors."

The smile on Qi Sheng's face suddenly froze.

The demonic aura on this weasel carried an ancient desolation.

It is a special atmosphere that belongs to a certain place.

"Kunxu, have you started to meddle in worldly affairs?"

Before the weasel could speak, the spiritual power within a hundred miles suddenly started to riot.

Those spiritual powers were swept away, and then all gathered on top of everyone's heads.

An ordinary door to space slowly opened.

Several figures walked out of the door.

In an instant, the strong demonic aura actually caused a change in the situation!

The group fell to the ground.

Qin Feng rubbed his eyes.

"Fuck."

"This shape is so cool!"

But he saw that the leader was middle-aged, with an extremely strong figure.

There was a pair of flip flops under his feet, and he was wearing a black suit.

On the face of Guozi, there is a pair of sunglasses.

Scruffy stubble, burning cigar in his mouth.

Coupled with the two horns protruding from the top of the head, not only does it not look nondescript, but it is even more domineering.

He came directly to Qi Sheng.

"Not interfering with worldly affairs is the foundation of Kunxu's affairs."

"That will never change."

"But not causing trouble doesn't mean we are afraid of trouble."

"She bears the inheritance of my Kun Ruins ancestral demon."

"she?"

Qi Sheng looked at Sun Xiaosheng in his hand, his face turned a liver color.

He never dreamed that this ordinary woman would have such a relationship with Kunxu.

"Let her go, you have three seconds to think about it."

Qi Sheng stared straight at that person, he couldn't fathom the other person's realm at all.

Saints can't see through it!

Without hesitating for a second, he let go of his hand.

The weasel hurried forward and helped Sun Xiaosheng come.

After careful inspection, the middle-aged man settled Sun Xiaosheng down and stood up again.

"Hiss~."

Taking a deep puff, he stamped out the cigar.

He took off his sunglasses, his bull's eyes were very calm.

Taking off his coat, he took it easy, unbuttoned it, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

"The person who moved my Kunxu, you have to make a way for me about this."

Qi Sheng narrowed his eyes, his tone weak.

"I didn't know about this before."

"I would like to take out a 5000-year-old medicine and [-] spirit stones as compensation."