All the clansmen of Jiu Tun Yao Clan were slaughtered.

There is only one left, still struggling to support it.

And it looks... Is this the other party's intention to play with him?

Anger filled Patriarch Shuten's heart.

But its rationality told him, don't be reckless!

In that case... there is only one dead end!

and so.

Patriarch Jiuten persisted with all his strength, just waiting for the other party to reveal some flaws.

Then... take the opportunity to slip away!

That's right, just slipping away.

It is impossible to fight, even in this life.

In response, his clan leader Jiu Tun is also a monster with a reputation.

Enjoying fresh human flesh and blood every day, life can be described as the pinnacle of demon life.

It was naturally unwilling to die in Su Xiaoran's hands.

Even... it doesn't even have the slightest thought of going all out.

"good chance!"

Patriarch Jiu Tun was overjoyed.

After watching the pink mecha disappear, revealing Su Xiaoran's body.

He used the fastest speed in his life.

He threw the ghost gourd in his hand violently.

"Jie Jie..."

The ghost gourd laughed twice, and instantly spit out a large amount of black mist from its mouth.

The mist filled the air.

Covering the figure of Patriarch Shuten.

"Hmph, want to run?"

The corners of Su Xiaoran's mouth slightly raised, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

There was a chill on the lovely face.

[Enhanced Blessing] fell on the oversized sniper cannon in his hand.

next moment.

"Wang Defa!!!"

I don't know if it's because of being too horrified, or because of inner fear.

Authentic Sakurajima local monsters, but they popped out a beautiful national quintessence.

but.

It's not incomprehensible.

Whoever was a hundred meters away was hit on the head by a black cannon.

This is what happens when you feel the breath of death.

Before death, everyone is equal.

Well... the same goes for ghosts.

"Sayou Lala!"

This sentence, which should have been a little kind, fell into the ears of Patriarch Shuten.

But it was so cold and ruthless.

It also became the last thing it heard in this life.

Subsequently.

Crimson flames shot out from the black hole of the cannon.

It directly enveloped the Jiuten patriarch and his ghost gourd.

Under that terrifying and thick ray.

In the end, there was not even a speck of dust left on this monster that was feared by countless people in Sakurajima.

when! ! !

Long bells ring.

The soul of a monster within the ruins.

Engulfed in the blink of an eye.

Tang Sanzan slowly appeared with Liu Mengyan.

"Let's go, after tonight, Sakurajima may not be so peaceful."

The voice fell.

The three disappeared in the same place in an instant.

late at night.

The bright moon hangs in the sky.

The yin energy between heaven and earth boiled more and more.

In the Immortal Hall standing on the top of the famous mountain.

The Immortal Yamamoto lives high in the main hall of the Hall of Immortals, among many strange stone statues.

Opposite of him.

On a futon.

An old Taoist priest with a hunched body, full of corpse aura.

From the center of the eyebrows down, a thin white line appeared.

He is one of the targets of Tang Sanzan's trip, Mao Ah!

"Yamamoto Immortal, it seems... You, Sakurajima, are not safe either."

Mao Ah's gloomy voice sounded.

A pair of cloudy eyes stared at Immortal Yamamoto.

In the depths of the pupils, there was a strange look.

"Hehe... Daoist Mao was joking, is there really a safe place in this world?"

Yamamoto looked out of the main hall, in the direction of the custom street.

His complexion remained calm.

"A few small ants think that killing a few monsters can change the pattern of Sakurajima."

"Don't you think it's too naive? If it wasn't for my plan, human beings should have been extinct in Sakurajima long ago!"

"This seat mercifully gave them a chance to survive, but they didn't know how to be grateful, and they didn't know how to give everything of themselves in return."

"If that's the case...then start the cleaning again."

"The situation has changed, and I don't want to see any unexpected situations happen."

"Mao Daochang, I wonder if you are interested in participating in this purge?"

The corners of Yamamoto Sensei's mouth rose slightly.

In the indifferent eyes, revealing the arrogance of being in charge of everything like a god.

Mao Ah on one side heard the words.

There was a bit of bloodthirsty and greed in his eyes.

Live human life and soul.

It doesn't help him much now.

But...the human beings who died in desperate struggle, the resentment, death and corpse aura.

But it is an excellent medicine for him to repair his own injuries!

Tang Sanzan's knife at the beginning brought him an injury, so far he has not been able to repair it.

The key point lies in the true meaning of "destroying evil" in the upright and majestic sword of killing life and jiedao.

Want to deal with this power.

Then naturally you have to rely on the power of filth and evil.

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Chapter 346 Weak strength is the biggest problem

"Participate?" There was a strange smile on Mao A's gloomy face, "Do you know how terrible the price will be if the poor Tao wants to recover from his injuries?"

"The power of the Dao Master Realm is not something like you that uses external force to forcefully compete against the existence of the Dao Master Realm. It is understandable."

"You... let Pindao participate in the so-called cleansing, then... are you ready to make the humans in Sakurajima almost extinct?"

Mao Ah's tone was greedy and bloodthirsty.

Like a ghost from hell, it makes people shudder.

When Immortal Yamamoto heard the words, a gleam of coldness appeared in the depths of his pupils, but it was well concealed by it.

The matter of relying on external force... has always been a thorn in Yamamoto's heart.

Although he himself thinks that this is a gift from the gods to him, he is the darling of the gods.

In the eyes of others, it is always inferior.

This point, Yamamoto Immortal himself is also clear.

The power bestowed, under the same rank, is ultimately inferior to the power obtained by others through hard work.

So... only rely on the crushing of ranks.

Immortal Yamamoto was able to give full play to his strengths.

The current situation of Sakurajima is also caused by him in order to achieve his own goals!

"Mao Daochang was joking, since I let Mao Daochang participate in it, then naturally... I have the confidence of my seat."

"Above Sakurajima, the most worthless thing is the lives of those human beings who are as small as ants."

"Just a few races need to be left, and the rest...even if they are extinct, so what?"

Immortal Yamamoto smiled coldly, with indescribable cruelty in his expression.

He was once human.

He has completely abandoned his human identity.

And he regards his former kind as ants and tools.

"Hehe...Since that's the case, then the poor Taoist is here to thank fellow immortals."

Mao A gave a feigned thank you.

In the depths of the pupils, there is a look of vigilance.

In terms of cruelty and inhumanity.

Mao Ah thought he was already at the top.

Never thought that the Immortal Yamamoto in front of him is even better than himself!

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