Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 741 The final chapter of the return of the gods 30
"A coward like him has friends."

Feng Zui had a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't attack again, staring at the crimson strangle marks on Quan Jiu's neck, his eyes were dim and unclear.

Quan Jiu was always chasing relationships indiscriminately, and he didn't know He Qing Sui well at all. Fortunately, she made the right move, and Feng Zui didn't want her life anymore.

"You said that there are extra clothes in the space ring, are you lying to me?"

If he really needs clothes, can he stay naked all the time?

Feng Zui's eyes flicked across her face lightly, and he didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescing.

Ben was looking for an excuse to lure her over and kill her.

Quan Jiu kept a distance from him, and the two of them sat on one left and one on the right, and the well water did not interfere with the river water.

When it was midnight, Quan Jiu hadn't noticed anything unusual, Feng Zui had already looked up at the transparent seal.

"what happened?"

As soon as he asked the exit, a violent fluctuation of spiritual power emerged from the ground, and the entire Black Wind Valley trembled. Bright towering pillars rose simultaneously in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and the dark night was like day!
The transparent seal above the head began to distort, like fragments reflected in a kaleidoscope, randomly pieced together.

Power kept leaking from the seal, Quan Jiu looked heavily at Feng Zui, and stood up:

"The seal is about to break."

She thought she would see joy on Feng Zui's face, but the other party stared at her with a pair of black and deep phoenix eyes, which contained a deep meaning she could not understand.

Quan Jiu felt uncomfortable being watched by him, his brows were slightly frowned, and he resisted not moving.

A dazzling and sacred white light flashed across the sky, everything suddenly lost its color, and the whole world froze for a second, like a white screen on a TV that had been in disrepair, and everything in the world stopped working.

But only for a moment.

The stream flowed again, the white epiphyllum bloomed in full bloom, the birds flapped their wings and jumped up the branches, and the chirping of insects and birds was endless.

The silent Black Wind Valley came alive completely.

Standing at the bottom of the valley where no grass grew, Quan Jiu could smell the faint fragrance of the vegetation after the heavy rain.

The seal is broken.

……

Xiao Jue watched with her own eyes her master rushing thousands of miles, rushing to Black Wind Valley, helping the temple to break the seal, looking around in Black Wind Valley...

I don't know what I saw, but the impatient person suddenly stopped and wandered in place.

Xiao Jue: "..."

I don't understand what this does.

"Master, aren't you in a hurry to find someone?"

"Ah."

He Qingsui spoke calmly, Xiao Jue had followed him for thousands of years, and inexplicably heard that his vocal cords were tense, but his eyes fell on his calm face, and he felt that he had guessed wrong.

He Qingsui looked at the two cracks on the ground, the Black Wind Valley was just below, a few steps away from him, and he felt a sense of homelessness and timidity.

He lowered his head and tugged at the skirt of his clothes, which was messed up due to space teleportation.

Xiao Jue's expression became even weirder, what is the master doing?

The people from the hidden family and the temple had already entered the bottom of the valley. Opposite Quanjiu, there was a huge group of people. The heads she had seen stood on both sides, and a group of pale-haired old men stood in the middle, emitting a terrifying pressure from their bodies.

Feng Zui Bing Liang's gaze scanned the crowd, as if looking for something, looking at the strange faces, a sneer emerged from the corner of his mouth:
"Yo, are they all dead?"

Not interesting.

The faces of all the hermit families were a bit ugly.

With the cold pool water and the Ten Thousand Gods Chain, even a true god can die hundreds of times. He was sealed in the Black Wind Valley at the beginning to prevent future troubles, but now the monster is standing where it is safe and sound. Instead, it was the one who sealed him back then. How ironic is it that people are all dead?

Wan Chaolin looked solemn: "The Wanshen chain is still on him, everyone, don't be nervous, just do it directly."

He swept over the wine behind Feng Zui, and finally let go of the hanging heart these days. Lan Xiu and the others standing a few rows behind finally breathed a sigh of relief, but no one called her out, for fear that the demon The head knew about their relationship and took Quan Jiu as a hostage.

Quan Jiu gave Wan Chaolin a good review in his heart, the villain died of talking too much, and finally met a leader who was not stupid.

People from the various sects took two steps forward, but a vortex of spiritual power was set off around Fengzui, a power that could destroy the world erupted from him, and the pressure belonging to the true god spread at the bottom of the valley.

Quan Jiu remembered what Feng Zui had said about the destruction of the Black Wind Valley, and silently retreated a few hundred meters to avoid being sucked in by the vortex. Her current strength was at best cannon fodder.

"Boom—!!"

Thunder resounded across the sky, thousands of miles of black clouds pressed down on the city, and cast black shadows on the ground. A strong wind blew up in the Black Wind Valley, and the thick bucket trees in the setting sun forest were blown to the ground, and the monsters scattered.

Perhaps the astonishing power enveloped all directions, Wan Chaolin's thin lips trembled slightly, and his lips turned white.

"This monster hides its strength..."

scam!

It's all a scam!

With his current strength, he could have broken the seal a long time ago, but he chose to hide his strength to lure them into the game.

Wan Chaolin stared expectantly at the old man standing beside him:

"Elder Tu Shan, I'm afraid I can't be kind today, I can only rely on you and a few seniors."

Tu Shanjing and the other five ancestors cultivated to the Great Consummation of the Transcending Tribulation Period. They only waited for a chance to become gods. They avoided the world 300 years ago and did not care about world affairs. will be dispatched.

Tu Shanjing saw it more clearly than Wan Chaolin: "He wants to destroy the Black Wind Valley."

Wan Chaolin looked shocked: "He still has the Ten Thousand Gods Chain on his body, how could he have such strong spiritual power..."

Tu Shanjing's muddy pupils landed in the center of the vortex: "It's not spiritual power...it's divine power."

"Divine power?!!!"

This time not only Wan Chaolin, but all the elders in charge were shocked and lost their voices.

Only God can have divine power.

Tu Shanjing: "The old man also hopes to make a mistake in his deduction, but the old man has cultivated to the Great Consummation of the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, and put himself in the same place. I can't do it without being chained by the Ten Thousand Gods Chain, and I can still exert such terrifying power... Fortunately, the Ten Thousand Gods Chain is still there, and most of his power is sealed, even if he is a true god, with the power of us pedestrians, it is not impossible to win..."

"Then what are you waiting for, before taking off the Ten Thousand God Chain, kill him quickly!"

Qiu Zhongkui has already shot towards Feng Zui.

As a "little hot chicken in the Yuanying period", Quan Jiu watched from the other side, and even when Qiu Zhongkui made a move, she couldn't help but praise him.

"This person is quite clean and tidy."

If there is no sanctimonious, chattering and threatening nonsense, otherwise Fengzui would have destroyed the Black Wind Valley long ago and killed the Quartet.

All the old monsters from the Mahayana stage and the Transcending Tribulation stage were on stage. The strong coercion made it impossible for Quan Jiu to step forward. For the first time, she experienced the feeling of being a waste.

"The Nascent Soul stage is really weak."

The system was speechless: "You are only eighteen, they are all old monsters who have lived a thousand years, there is no comparison at all."

(End of this chapter)