Chapter 582 Despair and Rage, 100,000 points!

Their cultivation was abruptly restrained within the pseudo-god realm, and they would not be able to go any further for the rest of their lives.

"Ugh~!!"

Chu He reacted immediately, ignoring the pain on his face, and immediately began to vomit.

His fingers kept digging at his throat, trying to spit out the pill he had just taken.

But it's already too late!

When taking the False God Pill, the power of the medicine has already been absorbed, but it has not been fully exerted.

Feng Qianming on the side also followed the same example and immediately began to vomit.

The two of them hoped to spit out the elixir in this way, but Ye Yun's words directly plunged them into despair.

"Don't think about it, it will start to take effect when you eat it, how can it be spit out.

I am here to help you. With your current behavior, what else can you do? Let me help you improve your cultivation. Look how kind and kind I am! "

Spreading his hands slightly, Ye Yun seemed to be enveloped in holy light at this moment.

However, Chu He and Feng Qianming were filled with hatred, so how could they really be grateful to him.

"Ye Yun! You bastard, you treat us like this! I must know after you...!"

Chu He roared hysterically.

Before he could say regret, Ah Jin slapped the other side of his face hard.

Good guy!

Both sides of the face were swollen at the same time, looking very funny.

At this moment, Chu He could not speak clearly at all. He was just cursing Ye Yun or something like that.

Feng Qianming was relatively quiet, and he knelt there lifelessly.

He knew very well that his life was over. Without his strong cultivation, he couldn't do anything at all.

Ye Yun's move completely knocked them out of the water.

You can break through to the peak of the pseudo-god realm without having to practice hard. For those who don't have the talent for cultivation, it is simply a panacea.

But for him, it was like exchanging watermelon for sesame seeds.

It’s over!

All is lost!

Everything has become a foregone conclusion. Even if the two of them are filled with regret, it will not make any difference.

Chu He, whose face was swollen on both sides, had his eyes narrowed to a slit, looking very funny.

The narrowed eyes were filled with despair.

He never expected that things would change so quickly.

Only then did he realize that Ye Yun was not trying to help them recover their cultivation. It was clear that he wanted to completely destroy him.

No wonder I had a strange feeling in my heart just now. I didn't expect it to be like this.

The whole world seemed to have lost its color. Chu He already understood at this moment that his future would be gloomy. No matter how hard he tried, the final result would not meet his expectations at all.

It's all over!

"How's it going? Are you feeling very surprised? This is something I carefully prepared for you. I hope you can give me some reaction."

Ye Yun had a faint smile on his face. Everything was within his plan. Chu He and Feng Qianming were already dead, and now it was time to get the final reward.

Although the luck value has been almost depleted, don't forget to kill the son of luck to get the villain's treasure chest.

"Damn it!! Yeyun! Go to shit (die)!!"

Chu He, whose face was swollen, roared incoherently.

He pulled out the Nine Nether Sword and rushed towards Ye Yun.

A Jin was about to react immediately, but Ye Yun forcefully controlled him and prevented him from taking action.

Seeing that Ah Jin, who had slapped both sides of his face so swollen, did not move, Chu He was filled with doubts.

Why is it different from what I imagined?

Shouldn't this guy stop him? Why is there no action?

And in the next second, Chu He quickly understood why.

He stabbed Ye Yun with his sword, but he didn't feel any surprise.

Because he didn't feel the feeling of stabbing the opponent at all, as if... the thing being stabbed was air.

Sure enough, Ye Yun, who was stabbed by him, instantly turned into nothingness.

"Did you have a little surprise just now? But unfortunately, your power... is not enough to hurt me."

Ye Yun's voice suddenly came from behind, with an extremely cold tone in it.

"Pfft!"

"Uh... poof!"

Lowering his head slightly, Chu He could clearly see the tip of the spear that had broken out of his chest.

Severe pain hit him, and Chu He felt his eyes blurred, and his body's strength seemed to be drained away.

He staggered and finally fell to the ground.

Chu He was lying on the ground, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and the person in front of him who he hated so much was gradually becoming blurry.

The bright red blood dyed the ground red, and after a while, Chu He's half-opened eyes were already lifeless.

【bite! It was detected that Chu He, the son of luck, had died, and all luck points were cleared. Congratulations to the owner for getting 400 villain points.

Currently owns 100,000 villain points. 】

That's right, after successfully killing Chu He, the villain value in Ye Yun's hands finally reached the 100,000 mark.

This means that he can already conduct a top-level lottery. Thinking of the rewards that may be obtained in the top-level lottery, Ye Yun's heart suddenly becomes hot.

Looking at the dead Chu He on the ground, he took away all the Xumi rings and Jiuyou Sword in his hands, and as for the corpse, he directly wiped it out.

[Ding! Congratulations to the master for successfully killing Chu He, the son of luck, and obtaining a villain treasure chest! ]

Successfully obtained a villain treasure chest!

Feng Qianming, who was standing aside, watched Chu He being killed in seconds, and in the end, not even his body was left, and his heart was filled with sadness.

He knew that Ye Yun would never let them go so easily.

Looking at the Nine Nether Sword in his hand, Ye Yun instantly knew the detailed information about the Nine Nether Sword, and this thing was not of much use in his hands.

However, there was someone who might be quite suitable for this magic weapon.

The person Ye Yun was talking about was naturally Yun Xi.

Yun Xi practiced the Taiyin Xuan Gong, and the magic weapon he used was the Xuanyin Sword, which matched the properties of the Nine Nether Sword.

Giving this sword to Yun Xi would be a great opportunity for her.

Of course, these are all later stories.

Now Ye Yun has other things to do, dealing with Feng Qianming.

"Brother Feng, you said that if you had stayed in the dungeon well, you wouldn't have become like this now. You said... why did you run away?"

Looking down at Feng Qianming from a high place, Ye Yun shook his head with a trace of pity on his face.

Hearing this, Feng Qianming immediately smiled helplessly.

"Haha! Ye Yun, let's not be so hypocritical, okay? What do you think is the point of saying this to me now?

I just didn't expect that you could find me when you participated in the competition. I really admire you.

This big guy next to you, even I can't know how strong he is, you are really hiding it."

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