The Goddess's Super Son-in-Law

They retreated to the back mountain and looked across the air.

The residents around the residence also fled.

The nine dead immortal raised his mouth and said with a cold smile: "after killing you, none of them can run away. You should mobilize their strength to attack me together. In this way, you still have a chance to win. At present, you mean you want to fight alone with me? Do you have this strength?"

"If you have this strength, don't you know if you try?" Lin yangdan said.

"I've tried." The nine dead immortal suddenly smiled.

"Have you tried?"

Lin Yang was stunned.

He seemed to be aware of something. He suddenly bowed his head and was about to look at his body.

Suddenly!

"Well..."

Lin Yang's body trembled suddenly, and then the whole person almost fell to the ground. He knelt on one knee and supported the ground with one hand to prevent himself from falling.

"Ha ha ha..."

The disciples and grandchildren behind the nine dead immortal immediately laughed.

"Waste, do you want to fight with my master? It's ridiculous!"

"You have been poisoned by my master. Your life is gone!"

"Ha ha..."

The disciples sneered.

"Poisoning?" Lin Yang frowned.

"What kind of person is my master? Poisoning is only in a moment! From the moment you see my master, it's easy for me to attack you!" A female disciple sneered.

"Lin Yang, I think you are the first in the field. You have made great achievements and good talent. How about this? You give me the benefits you have obtained from the Supreme God's tomb, and I may keep your whole body, OK?" The nine dead man narrowed his eyes and smiled.

However, Lin Yang didn't speak, but his body trembled. Then he coughed violently and vomited a big mouthful of dirty blood.

Zizizi

Dirty blood was scattered on the ground, emitting blue smoke, as if the ground had been corroded.

Then he stood up again, as if unharmed.

"What?"

The nine dead man was stunned.

"With this little poison, you want me to obey? I'm afraid it's a little whimsical?" Lin Yang said faintly.

"You... Hum! Look at my wind poison skill!"

The nine dead immortal was so angry that he raised his arm and grabbed it in front of him.

Hoo Hoo

The tyrannical spirit blew like a whirlwind, and then a sinister wind cage to Linyang.

Where the Yin wind passes, everything decays and vitality disappears.

After arriving at Linyang, he whirled wildly, and constantly extracted the vitality from him, impressively trying to suck him into a dry man.

But after rotating for several seconds, Lin Yang was still intact.

But he raised his hand, moved his fingertips and snapped his fingers.

Da!

The sound came out.

There was no cloudy wind around!

Breathe tight.

The nine dead man attacked again Resolved!

"It's impossible!"

The nine dead man's eyes were so wide that he could hardly believe his eyes.

Lin Yang faintly snorted: "the famous nine dead immortal I thought was powerful. Now it seems that it's just so!"

"You bastard!"

His eyes were red and he couldn't stand any longer. With his feet a little, his whole body suddenly turned into a dark green poison cloud and rushed straight at Lin Yang.

The Qi of thick shaking swept through the whole desire family. The terror is so terrible that no one can beat it.

"Dog! I want your life!"

The nine dead immortal roared, and the originally slender and symmetrical hand suddenly became dry and ferocious, like a ghost claw, and the heart of the claw was galloping with terrible poison gas.

She aimed at Lin Yang's head and killed it with one claw.

The power of tyranny is enough to poison people in a city!