Divine doctor waste material concubine

Chapter 1768 Son, you are the most handsome! (4)
"Destroyer Art!" Yun Zhixi used her thoughts again to bring out a wave of centipedes, scorpions and other disgusting reptiles, eating away at the soul body of the white-robed disciple!

"No...no—aoo—what I said...it's true...aa—" The white-robed god disciple was about to cry, especially since he could clearly see that there were many different things on his "body". kind of reptile.And this feeling of being bitten by insects all over the body... It's so scary and creepy!no no--

"Forgive me—help me—" the white-robed disciple screamed again and again.

Unmoved, Yun Zhixi even drove one or two leeches into the nostrils of the white-robed disciple.

"Ah—" The white-robed disciple is miserable.

But then, two more centipedes slowly crawled into his ear canal... He was so startled that he quickly reached out to grab them, but the leeches and centipedes on his hands rushed to penetrate his ear canal !

"!" Jiuying felt his whole body go numb.

"Aww—" A scorpion pinched the white-robed disciple's "Xiongfeng", causing him to jump in pain!
After the torture was almost over, Yun Zhixi ordered a meal, looked coldly at the convulsing white-robed god, and said, "Last chance, where is the battleship? With your current appearance, it is impossible to expect to decipher it." Battleship protection formation, use those people to threaten me?"

"No... no... no..." The white-robed god disciple repeatedly shook his head, gasping for breath, he felt that half of his life was gone.

"Then tell me, where is the battleship?" Yun Zhixi asked.

"In the……"

"Where is it!?" Yun Zhixi subconsciously asked anxiously, but she actually had one more worry.

"In my stomach, hahaha—" The white-robed god suddenly laughed ferociously!
Yun Zhixi's complexion changed, and her spiritual thoughts moved!
"Bang—" The soul body of the white-robed disciple exploded violently!

"Master, be careful!" Jiuying was taken aback. Who would have thought that the white-robed disciple, who clearly had no power to fight back, could induce the soul to explode? !This is too weird! ?

However, the nine-story soul tower, which had automatically protected the master from Yun Zhixi's body, emitted a layer of defensive fluorescent light.Since the nine-story soul tower is Yun Zhixi's soul soldier, it has long been integrated with her blood, and can be regarded as a part of her body.

but……

Even if the self-destruction of the white-robed disciple was blocked, Yun Zhixi stared at the black fog explosion wave in front of her in a daze, "Xiao Momo—"

Little Momo, where are you?
Grandpa, where are you?
Why didn't Yun Zhixi expect that it would end like this?Was it really eaten...was...?
"Boom--"

At this time, faint thunderclaps penetrated into the Ai clan circle.There is a terrifying force slowly seeping in!In the distance, it actually echoed the black mist explosion wave that the white-robed disciple blew himself up?

Nine infants and eighteen eyes were startled!
"Whoosh!" But I saw a black-purple light airborne!
next moment!At the center of the self-explosion wave of the white-robed god disciple, an old man wearing a purple robe suddenly appeared in the world!A faint black light radiated from his body, and his whole body exuded a strange and frightening aura.

This extremely weird scene, Rao Jiuying looked at it, it was incredible, let alone Wenren Qinzheng and others who were rushing over.

No one can imagine how this "dead" white-robed disciple suddenly "transformed"?wipe!what is happening?Could it be that this is an unkillable existence?

"Master, run!" Jiuying fiercely guarded Yun Zhixi, it keenly grasped the terrifying crisis, and quickly pushed away the distraught Yun Zhixi.

"Run?" The purple-robed old man smiled slightly, his strange eyes turned pure black!
next moment!
The purple-robed old man struck out with a palm!

"boom--"

"Oh—" Jiuying was slapped flying!

Immediately afterwards, a giant hand of the purple-robed old man approached Yun Zhixi!

"Xi'er—" Wen Renqin was yelling in horror, but he couldn't get close at all!He felt a terrifying force separating him from the space where Yun Zhixi was!
"Buzzing—" The nine-story soul tower emitted brilliant fluorescent light.

however!
"It's interesting, so let's come together." The purple-robed old man chuckled, and with a squeeze of his palm, he grabbed the nine-story soul tower, including Yun Zhixi, who looked like a "walking corpse"!

"Do not--"

Wen Renqin was born roaring!He didn't know who this person was, but he could clearly sense that if Yun Zhixi was captured, then she would be "forever" missing just like Wenren Aoyue!

However, he was powerless to stop it!

"Do not……"

Wen Renqin shed tears of blood in two lines.

"Miss Biao—"

Wenren clan roared and roared at the same time.

Even Jiuying rushed back with all his might, and there was a mysterious aura that was forced out of his body by it, "The -power of - -"

In an instant!
Terrifying streaks of blood rushed from Jiuying's body to where Yun Zhixi was.

"Huh?" The purple robed old man looked surprised, "Nine babies of the royal family really deserve their reputation, you can follow me too." After saying that, he stretched out another palm and was about to pinch Jiuying.

"Explosion!" Jiuying screamed.

"Boom——" The space was actually real, and it was exploded by Jiuying!This piece of space that was obviously "repressed and imprisoned" by the purple-robed old man was exploded by it.

The innate supernatural power of the nine infants of the royal family, the "power of destroying the world", can destroy the origin of the world when it is strong!Of course, it can destroy all forces that control the space.

"Okay! I won't catch you today, I'll talk about it in the future, hahaha..." Seeing that he couldn't catch you, the purple-robed old man just gave up and left after capturing Yun Zhixi!
Of course!
Just as the old man in purple robe was leaving, a white shadow landed in front of him.

"Who is it!" The voice of the purple-robed old man trembled.

"The one who killed you." The moment the clear and slightly cold Sanskrit voice wafted up, a palm as white as jade landed on the forehead of the purple-robed old man.

"Crack!"

(End of this chapter)