For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

The puppet at the top level could hit Yang Jinghuan with just one move, and his path was in turmoil.

The colorful river dimmed by half.

But Yang Jinghuan still managed to survive with his strong Dao rules.

Yang Jinghuan is at the peak of his epic poem and can withstand a supreme blow.

Even if he was once at the main god level, he has reached his limit at this time.

The gap in realm is too big. Not to mention the Lord God, even the Supreme God will be unable to save the situation.

Fortunately, Yi Yan could only drive the Juedian puppet to perform one move.

After one move, Yi Yan's blood clone exhausted its divine power and collapsed.

But it doesn't matter, Yi Yan has a second blood clone.

The immortal level soul skill [Cloud Qi] restored Yi Yan's divine power.

After breaking through the legendary realm, Yi Yan's divine power can still be blessed by the [Cloud Qi] soul skill.

The level of immortality is already at the pinnacle level, and it is more than enough to support the legendary realm.

Yang Jinghuan was knocked back hundreds of miles by Juedian Puppet, and the long road was dim.

Yi Yan's second blood clone flew out of the Absolute Domain and possessed the Absolute Puppet.

The second punch is launched.

It was an ordinary fist, but it contained endless power.

His fist left a deep mark in the night sky, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.

Sure hit, strength, and core strike, these are the three rules that come with the Ultimate Puppet.

After all, he is a puppet of the Divine Realm. Just by virtue of the great path contained in him, he is much stronger than the average top cultivator.

This second punch directly tore Yang Jinghuan's body and broke half of his body.

Although he has the foundation of the main god level and the great avenue that he can barely show.

But his level is still too low. At the peak level of the epic, he still can't withstand two punches from the ultimate puppet.

Being able to block these two moves without dying shows Yang Jinghuan's strong strength.

At least Yi Yanzhiwen couldn't catch the two moves of the Juedian Puppet.

Yun Qi restored Yi Yan's supernatural power again, and Yi Yan separated a third blood clone.

"Don't...I give up!" Yang Jinghuan immediately raised his hands and surrendered with the remaining half of his body:

"If you don't kill me, I won't live much longer. Listen to me first...ahem!"

The long river of avenue was destroyed, and Yang Jinghuan's burning life and soul reached the limit.

Now it can be said that it is lingering on.

Half of his body had been broken into pieces by Yi Yan, and blood was dripping on the ground.

The torn wounds on Yang Jinghuan's body extended ruthlessly to his chest and abdomen, with his internal organs exposed and his flesh and blood blurred.

His skin was torn to pieces, and blood continued to gush from the wounds, forming a sea of ​​blood.

His bones were also destroyed by Yi Yan's attack, and the broken bones pierced his muscles, doubling his pain.

His great avenue, which was once the source and refuge of his strength, is now completely disconnected.

As a self-cultivation person, he is not closely connected with his own path.

Now, in order to kill Yi Yan, Yang Jinghuan burned his soul and life, bursting out with his final glory.

Then the final glory was wiped out by Yi Yan's ultimate puppet.

Even if Yang Jinghuan was rescued at this time, he would be useless.

"What do you want to say?"

Yi Yan did not become careless because of this, and still looked at him quietly in the absolute realm.

The top puppet above his head merged with the blood clone, ready to go.

If he made any unusual move, Yi Yan would kill him immediately.

Everyone is their own master, and there is no friendship between them. Yi Yan will not let him go just for the sake of a harmonious conversation when they first met.

That's too kind of a woman.

Of course, Yi Yan's keeping his hand is also related to the gift Yang Jinghuan mentioned.

Yang Jinghuan's power has completely dissipated, and the majesty and arrogance he once had disappeared at this moment.

His body trembled and he fell weakly to the ground. His hands grasped the ground feebly, trying to support his body, but to no avail.

"Yi Yan, you have to be careful about him.

I suspect that the person who destroyed my Yang family may not be Liu Shan.

At least, Liu Shan is not alone. Yang Jinghuan gasped and said:

"With Liu Shan's own strength, even poisoning cannot destroy my Yang family."

"Is this the gift you want to give me? The answer has nothing to do with me, right?" Yi Yan said calmly.

The person Yang Jinghuan refers to is of course the master behind Yang Jinghuan, the traitor from the Divine Realm.

This news at best satisfies Yi Yan's desire for gossip.

Whether the person who destroyed the Yang family was Liu Shan or the traitor, it made no sense to Yi Yan.

Having said that, it's no wonder that Yang Jinghuan has been trying to find out the identity of his master these years.

Perhaps it was his behavior that led to him not gaining the trust of his master behind him.

Yang Jinghuan threw out a jade slip and a storage bag with difficulty and said:

"This is what I call a great gift. You will be satisfied."

The great gift Yang Jinghuan was talking about was the jade slip on the ground. Then he pointed to the storage bag and said:

"This is most of the wealth collected by the Dark Palace over the past hundreds of years, and I give it all to you. I wish you success!

In addition, although his identity has not been found over the years, it is not nothing.

It was difficult for him to have heirs. He had been focusing on the reproduction of the race for hundreds of years, but he only had one son and one daughter..."

As he spoke, Yang Jinghuan's body lay on the ground and slowly lost his breath.

"A son and a daughter?" Yi Yan thought in confusion.

No wonder Yang Jinghuan doubted the Great Demon King.

Of the four false saints in the Divine Realm, only the Great Demon King has an heir.

But the Great Demon King has no such thing as having his heirs in difficulty.

Yang Jinghuan was dead, and Yi Yan did not easily touch the jade slips and storage bags on the ground.

Instead, use the clam shell space to absorb it all.

Who knows if Yang Jinghuan has any back-up plans.

He was serious about killing himself just now.

After Yang Jinghuan died, the space isolation formation began to collapse.

After all, this formation is based on Yang Jinghuan's space power.

After Yang Jinghuan's death, the Domain Pyramid could no longer maintain the existence of the space isolation array.

Time flies.

The scene around Yi Yan returned to the meeting room of the Mummy Organization.

It's time to settle the score with the Mummy Organization.

If they dare to plan an ambush for themselves, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, they will think of themselves as little kittens.

As soon as Yi Yan pushed open the door to the conference room, he saw six guys wearing all kinds of slutty pharaoh robes escorting Walter Herbert at the door.

These are the other six pharaohs of the mummy organization.

Behind the six pharaohs were a group of guys carrying cameras and microphones.

If Yi Yan's guess is correct, this group of people should be reporters.

The Great Pharaoh kicked Walter Herbert fiercely and shouted: "Kneel down!"

thump!

Watt Herbert dropped to his knees.

The Great Pharaoh took the lead, bowed to Yi Yan, and said:

"Mr. Yi Yan, I didn't expect that Walter Herbert would collude with a terrorist organization to ambush and attack Captain Yi.

Fortunately, we found it in time. Mr. Yi, you weren't hurt, were you? "

Yi Yan: "..."

What a scheming idea!

What a plan!