Chapter 4392: 4392 A smile of relief
Chapter 4392 4392 shows a smile of relief
"Finally, being alive is also painful for you, I will give you a ride." Ye Yun said quietly, patted his forehead with a palm.
This time, everyone finally saw how he made the move. This palm is light and agile, like a floating cloud, but it is majestic, as if it contains supreme majesty.
Don’t say that Shentuyu has been severely injured at this time, even if he is not injured, or even if he is still in his heyday, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop this light but clear palm. With no resistance at all, he was slapped on the forehead by the young man opposite. His whole body was shaken, and he was instantly petrified, standing still on the spot.
In an instant, Shen Tuyu's eyes seemed to flash with a clear and divine light, and a smile of relief appeared on that wooden, mummy face.
A gust of breeze blew by, and the dry body turned into dust little by little, and scattered with the wind. The illusory light floated from his body, and a handsome hazy face was outlined in the air, also with a relaxed smile, quietly disappearing.
The once strongest Saint Yuanzong, disappeared completely in front of his eyes and disappeared into the world without any sound.
Around , there was a dead silence. The disciples of Saint Yuanzong opened their mouths and were dumbfounded, not knowing whether they were shocked or stunned. No one could make a sound, but their eyes became strangely weird.
Shen Tuyu's loyalty to the sect is undoubtedly undoubted, so he will self-mutilate the soul and refine himself into a soul-killing body with an extremely firm belief. But under the suffering of the slaughter of souls, he must have regretted it too, otherwise, the moment when the ashes were wiped out, he would not show such a relieved smile.
"My elder!" Yuan Daoling didn't feel much emotion, and he let out a heart-piercing cry as he watched Shen Tuyu's ghost phantom disappeared in the air.
Shen Tuyu, Yu Wenbo, and Yuan Shengqing, the three soul-killing dao bodies, are the greatest reliance of Saint Yuanzong, and they are also their hope of returning to the Promise Saint Heaven and reappearing the glory of their ancestors. Now one is seriously injured, and the other is completely wiped out. When he died before his eyes, his heart was also stabbed to pieces by an invisible sword.
"How dare you kill my sect elder and destroy his soul-killing Taoist body, I will kill you and kill you!" In extreme grief and indignation, Yuan Daoling completely lost his reason and brought the other two soul-killing Taoist bodies. Rushed towards Ye Yunji together.
The strength of the eighth rank of the Emperor Sacred has aroused to the extreme, Yuan Daoling's beard and hair are all wide, and he is murderous.
Affected by his mind, the other two soul-killing dao bodies also have a hideous face, and their bodies are filled with black mist, releasing a cold and suppressed aura of death to the extreme.
Weng Yuanming, Zhen Fengliu and others are all looking solemnly, the three emperors, eighth rank, and I don’t know if Ye Yunji and Gu Fenghua can cope with it, or maybe just a few of them should be enough? As for themselves, they don't even have to think about it. Even if they save their lives, they are definitely not the opponents of these three.
His gaze naturally turned to Lorne and the others, but it was obvious that they were thinking too much. Ye Yunji still had that faint smile on his face. He didn't give Lor En a few people a chance to make a move at all, and he didn't even give Gu Fenghua a chance to make a move. He stepped forward slightly, and his palms slowly shot out.
There was no shaking hands, no changes in the wind and clouds, only Yuan Daoling had a fierce meal, and he flew out like a broken kite. And the two palms that seemed to be extremely slow greeted Yuan Shangqingyu Wenbo's forehead one by one.
(End of this chapter)
