"Hmph!!!" The deacon of the Servant Academy who took action raised his eyes, looked at Zhu Fang, and snorted directly.

A seemingly simple hum.

there is nothing.

However.

As the humming sounded, Zhu Fang suddenly trembled.

Fly out backwards.

Fortunately, Zhao Ding and others flickered in shape, so they rushed up from behind and caught Zhu Fang.

While catching Zhu Fang, Zhu Fang was already dying.

Bleeding in seven holes.

It's a terrible sight.

Inside the body, the tibia seemed to be completely broken.

this......

Zhao Ding and others were trembling in fear!!!

Suffocated to death!

My heart was so scared that it was about to shatter!

"He...he is sonic martial arts, so...so...so strong." Zhu Fang's voice trembled and he was very weak.

later.

Lan Ziyan's face turned pale.

Very desperate!

She knew Era Academy was very strong.

But, it seems...it's still far underestimated!

How could it be so strong?!

"I'm actually breathing a sigh of relief, good!" The deacon of the Servant Academy who took action saw that the word "hum" did not kill Zhu Fang, was a little surprised. He actually raised his hand and took action again!

Swear to kill Zhu Fang.

This time, he was serious.

It was clearly visible that a purple-black palm print appeared out of thin air, directly above the heads of Zhu Fang and others.

Infinite zoom.

Crossing the virtual and the real.

The laws were like a giant python, raging, roaring, and spreading the sky, and wherever the breath went, it collapsed.

Directly below the palm print is a dazzling sword engraved mark.

It is extremely clear, but extremely sharp.

"No...not good!!!" Because Zhao Ding and others caught Zhu Fang at this moment and stood beside Zhu Fang, they were also the target of attack by this palm print. Zhao Ding and others trembled all over, shocked, and clearly felt the arrival of the god of death. There was almost no hesitation. Six or seven people took action at the same time, and made all their strength towards the palm print above their heads.

"laugh!"

"hiss!"

............

Sword light.

Sword light.

Do your best.

Laws, immortal sources. Use them all.

There are also secret techniques, magical powers, and blessings.

It can be said to be 200%.

However.

Six or seven people joined forces to resist the palm print!!!

It actually...it didn't have much effect.

The palm print is still lifelike.

Still covered in purple and black.

Still killing intent.

It was still suppressed, as if the plane collapsed.

It can be seen that Zhao Ding and others have already started vomiting blood, their breaths are disordered, their bodies are trembling, and their tibia begins to creak and break and hiss.

It's simply terrifying!!!

Before the palm print could be completely dropped, just the breath, Zhao Ding and others were injured.

And Zhu Fang is like a candle in the wind.

I only breathed half a sigh.

Lan Ziyan's heart completely sank to the bottom.

He hesitated for a moment, and shouted: "Explode!"

But she saw that she raised her hand and threw out a talisman seal.

Talisman seal with blood yellow.

Some red and gold scent.

The symbol is a small scroll.

The signs are rippling, and the scroll is unfolded.

The moment of unfolding.

The extreme power of mountains and rivers is tilted and rippling.

Roaring and flowing.

The energy compressed by the terrifying immortal source exploded wildly at this moment!!!

The talisman seal happened to be next to the palm prints displayed by the deacon in the Servant Academy.

"boom!!!"

The talisman seal carried the palm print and exploded.

It turned into a ball of rolling fairy smoke that fluctuated for dozens of kilometers.

"Hey, the talisman explosion and curse seal at the level of the Immortal Ancestor is a little interesting." The deacons from the Servant Academy looked at Lan Ziyan, a little surprised.

Talisman Explosion and Curse Seal is not rare.
Chapter completed!