A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Ying Gou completely gave up his resistance to Hu.

Although it is only one of the three souls of Hu, it is still unparalleled in its ferocious power.

Several powerful people used their own magic weapons, but they could only barely suppress Ying Gou.

Everyone's face showed a desperate look.

"Little brother, if you have any means, use it quickly. We won't be able to hold on for long." An old man with a white beard and a fairy-like manner had blood at the corner of his mouth and a painful look on his face.

Like Jiang Yu, they are both riding a tiger and unable to dismount.

Jiang Yu didn't respond.

He also knew these people wouldn't last long. It takes time to absorb corpse energy.

One drop of corpse blood is enough for him to suck for a long time. What's more, it's all the essence and blood in Ying Gou's body.

Ying Gou was originally held face down. At this time, he turned his head behind him. He showed a weird smile to everyone: "If you hadn't driven this kid crazy, he wouldn't have given his soul to me. How should I thank you?"

As the words fell. Without even seeing how he moved, two of the strongest men were knocked upside down and flew away.

Immediately afterwards, two more people took up the position.

"Huh? How long has it been? How can a small human race cultivate so many bugs?" Ying Gou did not continue to struggle, but looked at everyone with amusement on his face.

It's like watching a group of clowns.

But when his eyes fell on Jiang Yu, he showed a look of astonishment: "You have the aura of my soul. Have you ever seen a female demon?"

Jiang Yu was slightly shocked.

The female slave spends most of her time in a coma. Jiang Yu had no physical contact with her.

In this way, the breath of the soul can be sensed by Jian?

If it escapes, no matter how big the world is, there will be nowhere to hide.

Jiang Yu didn't dare to say anything and tried his best to absorb Ying Gou's corpse energy.

"It's useless, you can't trap me!" Ying Gou arched his waist and put his hands on the ground.

The magic weapon that trapped him fell apart like a toy.

Several of the strongest men spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Yu didn't dare to stand up and immediately retreated.

"laugh!"

A golden light fell from the sky.

Xuanyuan Sword tore through the void, pierced through Ying Gou's spine, and pinned him back to the ground.

"Ok?"

Ying Gou's head twisted again and he looked at Yu Shun behind the crowd. Grinning: "It feels so familiar! This sword once seriously injured Ying Gou. It's a pity..."

His smile turned cold, and his eyes were full of contempt: "You are not the first generation of the Emperor. Ying Gou's soul will no longer cause trouble for me."

With that said, he stood up again.

The sharp sword tip was half exposed on the chest, but the winning hook seemed to be unnoticed. He even flicked the tip of the sword with his finger. It made a muffled sound.

Xuanyuan Sword burst out with an astonishing killing energy, but it was tightly restrained by the strong corpse energy.

Can't even escape.

It's not that the Xuanyuan Sword is not strong, but that it was specially forged for the first generation of Emperors.

Although it is extremely terrifying now, it cannot exert one-tenth of its power.

This aspect is very similar to Jiang Yu's meteorite iron stick.

The ultimate sense of crisis arose in everyone's heart.

He is already the most powerful person in the world in the Heavenly Realm. But facing Ying Gou, he felt helpless as he looked up at the mountains.

Several people retreated at the same time.

The next moment, Ying Gou appeared in front of the white-bearded old man. I gave him a hug directly.

The tip of Xuanyuan Sword instantly penetrated the old man's chest.

The old man's eyes were about to burst and he was about to explode his soul.

But all the spiritual energy and blood in his body were sucked into Ying Gou's wound by a suction force.

Even the soul was not spared.

In just a moment, the old man turned into a mummy.

The gods have fallen!

There is no energy to feed back to the world.

Being sucked clean by Ying Gou.

"hiss……"

Jiang Yu gasped.

A battle of this level is obviously not something he can intervene in.

Not even qualified to watch the fun.

But what are you afraid of?

Ying Gou shattered the mummy in his arms and ignored all the powerful men. He looked at Jiang Yu with a half-smile.

"You bitch! I'm not afraid of you!" Jiang Yu knew he couldn't escape, so he simply fought with him.

Just when he was stepping back, his right foot suddenly stepped on something round.

A flick of the toes revealed half a Merman tear.

Jiang Yu's thoughts moved slightly and he handed the shark tears in front of him. He yelled something with unknown meaning: "Mr. Chen, I heard that you are going to marry the city lord's daughter. Consider these shark tears as a congratulatory gift from me!"

His roar left everyone scratching their heads.

Ying Gou had a look of pity on his face: "You were so scared that you went insane? How interesting!"

The more this happened, the less eager he was to kill Jiang Yu.

He deliberately slowed down his pace and approached step by step with a smile.

But just as he raised his hand, his body suddenly stopped. A trace of struggle flashed in his cold eyes.

After just a moment's pause, a few more snowflakes fell on Ying Gou's head.

Every snowflake embodies the terrifying power of ice.

When it fell on Ying Gou, a large area of ​​snow suddenly appeared.

It was Qing Ling who took action.

Although the most powerful people don't know where the help comes from, they will not let go of the fleeting opportunity. They joined forces again and pounced.

Even the Xuanyuan Sword, which was clamped on Ying Gou's chest, came out of his chest and pierced him again and again.

But these methods are not enough to kill Ying Gou.

The struggling look on his face became more ferocious, and he stared at Jiang Yu: "Give it to me!"

Jiang Yu didn't dare to get too close and threw the shark's tears away from a distance.

He's gambling.

Gambling Ying Gou's soul has not yet completely merged with Huan.

Ying Gou caught the shark's tears and shouted with a complicated expression: "Why? Why do you want to break us up?"

As he spoke, his eyes gradually became cloudy.

Even his expression became playful and frivolous: "Just kill them all. You can merge with me with peace of mind! I will let the entire human race be buried with you!"

Qingling's voice rang in Jiang Yu's ears: "Houtu Token! Hurry!"

To be honest, Jiang Yu had no intention of doing so.

It doesn’t matter if it’s Ying Gou or Hu.

Just wiping the side is enough for him to drink a pot.

As long as the brain is not broken, who is willing to move forward?

But now is the only chance. If you miss it, the world may suffer.

"Bah, let's fight!"

Jiang Yu's face turned fierce. Apply a wisp of essence and blood to the Houtu Token.

Then he dodged quickly and rushed in front of Ying Gou. He pressed the token to his forehead.

"It must be useful, otherwise I will die unjustly!"

The moment Hou Tu's token was pressed against Ying Gou's forehead, Ying Gou also formed a knife with his fingers and pierced Jiang Yu's chest.

Jiang Yu felt a sharp pain in his chest, and coughed up a large mouthful of blood onto Ying Gou's face.

Then I was enveloped by an erratic feeling of weightlessness.

The purple-skinned gourd instinctively resisted the pulling force, but it instantly calmed down after being touched.

The next moment, Jiang Yu found that his consciousness was floating out of his body.

The iron rod and the purple-skinned gourd remained in place.

The only thing that can be touched is the Houtu Token in his hand.

The other side of the token absorbs Ying Gou's soul.

Most of the souls pulled out were fused with the dog-headed monster. Only the head part is not combined into one.

What surprised Jiang Yu even more was that Ying Gou actually held a remnant soul in his hand.

Anke!

Her soul actually attached to the shark's tears.

Before Jiang Yu could figure out the situation, his vision blurred. Consciousness is pulled away by some powerful gravity.

The soul is separated from the body and cannot tell its direction. Can't even feel up, down, left and right.

Jiang Yu was like a dead leaf floating in a whirlpool, flying towards an unknown place.

Jian's soul tried to resist the suction. But it's not complete.

Even if he roared repeatedly, he could not change the direction.

It may have been a moment, or it may have been a long time.

When Jiang Yu saw things around him clearly again, he was already standing on a dark path.

"This...is the place of reincarnation?"

What responded to him was Jian's roar: "You are dead! Boy, you must die!"