Interstellar Rebirth to Save the Husband

Chapter 1408 If you don’t worship me as your teacher, then go die 3
In the entire mask, the living people who can stand, except for Hua Canling, are the elders of Zhenyao who are in the ghost trap.

"You are so young, you can actually have such a magic trick. If the old man can't destroy you, you will be a big dipper in the human world!"

The elder Zhen Yao was entangled by the undead, but still full of spirit, he shouted in the direction of Hua Canling.

Hua Canling was noncommittal, folded his hands on his chest, and watched the play with cold eyes.

How did a generation of Tianjiao, the elder of Zhenyao, die under her spirit summoning technique.

He was very puzzled, with his supreme level strength, even if Hua Canling could summon spirits, she would have already lost her soul under his coercion, and she couldn't die anymore. Can the little yellow-haired girl carry her to death by force? !
Is it the credit of Yao Luoquan?
No, Yao Luoquan can only withstand the prestige below the purple level of the sky, and it is ineffective against his prestige of the supreme rank!

But, this weird little girl just managed to get through it!
What secrets are hidden in her body? !

The elder Zhenyao really wanted to ask for clarification, but unfortunately, how could the ghost trap allow him to calm down?Immediately speed up the kill!

What a pity.

The eyes of the town demon elders are invisible.

If he could see it, he would definitely be able to see that the reason why Hua Canling didn't fall down was because of the powerful lightning root in his body, he would definitely kneel down on the ground, let alone Hua Canling Ask him to be his teacher, ask him to worship Hua Canling as his teacher, and he will surely cry and beg to kneel down like the wind and rain!

Unfortunately, no if.

In this world, the most hated and resentful thing is that there are no ifs.

The real sword, light and shadow of the ghost trap is activated, and the elder Zhenyao is like a bug under the cover, with nowhere to escape.

This is a brutal one-sided bloodthirst without any suspense.

The fairy-like Elder Zhenyao was sliced ​​into pieces by the undead, blood splattered everywhere.

……

The cruel and bloodthirsty deduction here can't go to the south of the city.

Shangjing is too big, plus there is a mask barrier of the town demon elders, everything that happens here is sealed in the barrier.

Common people, except for those trapped in the barrier, the rest of the people should do whatever they want. Undead, ghosts, and supreme coercion have nothing to do with them.

Vendors are still shouting and hawking, high-ranking officials and nobles, those who should stalk the birds, those who should play, the young ladies who travel together, those who do juggling, still perform acrobatics in admirable ways.

The down-and-out beggars should still beg on their knees and beg, and the waiters in the restaurant are still chasing people away.

"What a stinky beggar, get out, get out!"

"Aren't you leaving yet? Come here, beat me to death!..."

A beggar crawling on the ground whose face could not be seen clearly was kicked aside by three or five restaurant thugs one by one.

He was just passing by here, not begging here, but now it's noon, the time when the restaurant is full of people, the young masters and ladies saw such a trash-like person at the door of the restaurant, how could they have the slightest appetite, One by one, they voted for another family.

The shopkeeper of the hotel saw that all the big guests had been stinked away, so what's the deal?
As soon as he said hello, the juniors and thugs in the hotel came out to bombard people.

One foot after another, without panting in the middle, three or four people hit the ground one after another. It should be considered human-shaped feet non-stop, and that posture is simply the rhythm of fighting to death.

The beggar's face was covered with dirt, his eyes were out of focus, and he seemed to be numb from the beating. His whole body was like a rag doll. He was kicked back and forth, holding his head, and uttered an extremely weak "who am I" from his mouth. Who am I?" "Who is she" and so on.

If it is not a person with good hearing, it sounds like Shen Yin, and the reaction after being beaten is the same.

Seeing him humming and hahaha non-stop, a fierce-looking Xiaoer raised his feet high, human-level blue-level grudges swirling on his toes, the muscles on his face swayed, and he kicked fiercely towards the beggar's head !
This kick, if it doesn't kick the beggar's head to pieces, I'm afraid he is not far from death.

The beggar seemed to know that death was coming, and stared blankly at the ruthless legs that roared towards him. He even let go of the hand holding his head, as if waiting to die, without any reaction.

Xiao Er, who was full of flesh, smiled contemptuously, as if he saw the stinky beggar being kicked until his head exploded, his face was full of bloodthirsty and cruel smile.

"Kick him to death! Kick him to death! If you dare to dirty the floor of our Huichun restaurant, you deserve it!"

"Smelly beggar, after you die, remember to reincarnate and find a good family. Even if you become a beggar, remember not to pass in front of the Huichun Restaurant!"

The other mistresses, taking pleasure in others' misfortune, spat one by one, mocking coldly and mercilessly.

Who am I, who am I, who am I...

The beggar was still circling this question in his mind, as if he no longer took death seriously.

The horizontal-faced Xiaoer laughed wildly, and the blue vindictiveness radiated even more, everything was just a blink of an eye, and the beggar's brains were about to burst!

but--

The blue ruthless legs that were whirling with fighting spirit stopped barely a millimeter away from the raised head of the beggar, unable to move even half a centimeter.

Henglian Xiaoer exerted all his strength, but he couldn't take a step forward, nor could he take a step back. He could only hang on the side of the beggar's head, unable to move.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the situation was not good for a while, the waiters in the other restaurants looked around and asked questions one after another.

"Which bastard is secretly framing me?!" The horizontal-faced boy hugged his legs with both hands, trying to pull them back but couldn't, and said out of embarrassment.

On the street, there were people coming and going, and when they saw a few of them having something to do, those people stayed far away from them, and they didn't dare to approach them half a step.

"Amitabha! Good, good, good."

At this time, two monks wearing bamboo hats, hemp shoes, and light brown cloth came out from the crowd, with a cane on their shoulders, and a small cloth bag on the other end of the cane, begging for alms in their left hand , two monks, Zeng is so dressed.

If the Ghost Emperor were here, he would have told Hua Canling to flee quickly, because these two were none other than Qingyu and Qingmo brothers who had been ordered by their master to come to Xuanyuan Kingdom to find the fate of the catastrophe!
"God has the virtue of good life, please be merciful to all benefactors."

Sapphire held her palm upright in front of her, performed the Buddhist ritual, and said.

Seeing the figure of Xiao Er with a horizontal face awkwardly standing up and down, the shopkeeper of the hotel was full of hostility, and walked out with his hands behind his back, looked at Qing Mo and Qing Yu, and saw that the other party didn't even have any fighting spirit, so he was rude He shouted loudly: "Where did the stinky monk come from? Want to make trouble at my Huichun Restaurant?"

"Shopkeeper, please let this poor man go." Qing Mo had a good temper, and took a step forward, not caring about the bad words of the shopkeeper of the restaurant.

(End of this chapter)