Ye Ziheng rushed to the leader of the evil cult. He raised his sword and threatened to kill him with a sword. However, the leader of the cult was not afraid at all when he saw this scene, but his face showed a strange smile.

In an instant, ye Ziheng's brain was running rapidly, and countless guesses formed in his mind. Although he didn't know what the leader wanted to do, ye Ziheng's intuition told him that it was better to avoid this guy now.

"Everyone! Step back now

Ye Ziheng immediately yelled at the disciples who were close to the leader of the cult, for fear that they would be affected.

But the leader of the cult said with a smile.

"It's too late to run now!"

After that, he saw that the body of the warrior of the cult suddenly exploded, and a Black Mist rushed out of his body and flew towards ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng saw this and immediately made a reaction, but unfortunately, no matter how fast his reaction is, he can't be as fast as the elegant black fog.

Just for a moment, the black fog flew to ye Ziheng, and then "boom!" With a loud noise, the black fog instantly exploded in front of Ye Ziheng.

The aftershock of the explosion directly sent out several martial arts practitioners and disciples of the cult nearby. Even some martial artists who were closer to each other were burned in many places and their bones were directly shattered.

After the explosion, a burst of black smoke gathered in the air, but ye Ziheng's body was not seen. Even a small object on his body, the public did not have any way to show.

The cult leader's self exploding power is very powerful, but it is not enough to shatter ye Ziheng's body.

All the disciples of the sect and the martial arts of the evil way stopped fighting in their hands and looked at the unfinished black smoke in the air one after another. It seemed that they were waiting for something.

One second passed, ten seconds passed, one minute passed, five minutes passed

Time has passed, but the black smoke has not dissipated, and ye Ziheng has not appeared.

Naturally, the disciples of the sect would not believe that ye Ziheng was so dead, but ye Ziheng, who did not appear for a long time, could not help but let them feel a little nervous.

As for the disciples of the evil cult, only a few dozen of them are alive, and every one of them is covered with scars. They are very tired, too tired to fight. Their bodies are like a pile of rotten meat. Their bones are like branches that have been broken by accident. There is only one handle left in their weapons.

Their eyes followed those disciples and looked at the black smoke in the air, but they did not have the excitement and uneasiness of the disciples. Some of them were just light and light, just like a worldly expert who saw all the worldly things.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, they finally met the expectations of the disciples. Among the black smoke, a faint golden light slowly diffused and pierced the black smoke, just like the light piercing the darkness before dawn, which made all the disciples jump for joy.

However, the martial arts practitioners of the cult saw this scene, but some of them were just tired and looked very hard.

"The cultivation of the host has broken through the middle of the five grades."

The sound of the system rings out in ye Ziheng's mind. Ye Ziheng's eyes slowly open, and a faint smile appears on his face. Feeling the changes in his body, his smile becomes more and more brilliant.

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