Mysterious God-level Scan

And at this time.

There are strong men in the late imperial realm who all put pressure on them, and a monstrous weather machine broke out, trying to make Cang kneel.

Yet at this moment.

The one headed by the thirteen immortals spoke.

He spoke with Jiuyou Hanyin.

"We underestimated you again, and you can still think of it at this time."

That's right.

He generously acknowledged Ye Zicang's words.

It is verified that there are giant forces involved in this ambush.

heard.

Ye Zicang looked at the thirteen immortals indifferently, trying to see what power they were.

He had already thought of it.

After hearing the thirteen immortals, I thought of a big force.

Because as far as he knew about the Jiuyou deer clan, it was simply not allowed to send so many immortals to pass the madman Immortal King once.

The Jiuyou Ying Clan suffered a great loss, and it was impossible to send so many immortals, and now its subordinate forces are due to their own reasons.

It is even more impossible to send any immortals.

And now, after learning of his own mortality.

Those strange supernatural powers on his body, why is the cultivation base of scattered cultivators so high, I am afraid that many great forces will peep into them.

At this time, there must be a big force who can't help but tempt to join in this matter, but according to the character of the Jiuyou Ying Clan, I'm afraid they won't compromise.

The only possibility is that there are multiple major forces together. Obviously, this is the case, and the Jiuyou Ying Clan will agree.

However, this is not to say that it is not beneficial to the Jiuyou Ying Clan.

It's just a matter of face.

After all, at the end of the day, the Jiuyou Delicious Clan can definitely get what they want, and they can also set up such a huge killing game to kill themselves safely, so why not do it.

It can be said that the difference between the Jiuyou deer and the bitch of Lipaifang is only in the middle.

"where is he."

Hearing the other party's bold confession, Ye Zicang was not talking nonsense.

"Brother Cang"

A childish voice sounded.

Instantaneous.

The young grandson of the village chief's young face attracted Ye Zicang's eyes.

The little boy's voice was very helpless, the little body of only four or five years old was stained with blood, and there were cracks on his face.

His face was indescribably tired, and his eyes were filled with hopelessness.

Like a walking dead.

After seeing Ye Cang, he became a little brighter.

"Come on, go, leave me alone."

The little boy recovered a little, his body was weak and weak, with blood stains on his bare feet, and he shouted to Ye Zicang sadly.

As the saying goes, the children of peasant families grow up fast.

He had long known that this was a must-kill situation, and everything was for Cang's sake, but he didn't hate Ye Ye Cang.

Just like the old village chief and others, there is no hatred, they only hated the Jiuyou Yingzuo.

Suddenly!

The little boy weirdly broke free from the arms of a strong man, and quickly ran towards Ye Zicang.

Staggering, running towards Ye Zicang with bare feet.

The words kept urging Ye Zicang to run quickly.

"kill him."

The cold voice sounded from the mouth of the fairy.

"what!"

When the people in the distant giant city heard this, their faces were startled.

A supreme shot, with a false finger, moved a talisman in the little boy's clothes.

The little boy was instantly pierced by a tiny light piercing his heart.

"Brother Cang, hurry up"