Chapter 259

Not to mention the corpses everywhere, but the corpses of genius are everywhere. They should have been the world's Tianjiao, but they made the most fatal decision in their life. The corpses are in the small secret place, and there is not even a corpse collector.

Sadly, martial arts is so dangerous that there is no place to bury bones in the end.

"Devil, you can't die easily if you do this. The ancestors won't let you go." One day, Sun Yi was overtaken by the murderous Sun Yi. He retreated in horror and drank angrily.

"Who is looking for death? You are forcing me. What are you doing when my brother dies and what are you doing when my woman dies?" Sun Yi went to that day step by step. Each step was very slow, but each step sent out endless murderous spirit, oppressing the genius's mind. He was about to collapse.

"Die!" The cold flash of the bully gun flashed, a blood column gushed out, and a figure slowly fell down, with a deep reluctance in his eyes.

At the moment, the light column on Sun Yi's head has changed from blood red to red purple. The purple blood light shines on the whole secret place and is covered with a light purple light.

At the same time, in another part of the little secret place, a pair of handsome men and women are walking side by side.

"Ziyun, something big has happened in the little secret place. Look, the purple blood column in the sky." Mo Heng pointed to the purple blood column and said anxiously.

This time, as the genius of Linghuan palace, they entered the little secret place, not only to participate in fighting, but also to prevent uncontrollable events from happening in the little secret place.

"The light column is stained with blood. The purple light column must be integrated with 30 jade cards to have prestige. Who is this? Who will have such great ability." Ziyun was puzzled and put his hand on his cheek.

Mo Heng nodded and said, "Ziyun, you're right. Can it be Fu Yi? Only Fu Yi can have this ability, but I feel such a terrible murderous spirit emanating in Xiaomi territory. It's terrible."

"No, Mo Heng, look, another column of light disappeared, and the purple column of light chased after another column." Ziyun suddenly drank and was shocked by the distant light column. The speed of the light column disappearing was terrible.

"Go and see what happened." The ink horizontal surface showed doubt, turned into a streamer, and flew away with the purple light column. After a moment.

"Hiss! What happened? How could there be so many bodies, so many. " Ziyun looked frightened and was startled by the corpse in front of him. There were more than 20 corpses of genius.

Although it is normal to fight in the little secret place, it is the first time that so many talents have died.

At the moment, Sun Yi has chased and killed more than a dozen geniuses. He has no longer taken care of those scattered geniuses. He has returned to the original place. He is going to kill the culprit Fu Yi.

"Dare you, I'm the holy palace Fu Yi. Kill me and you'll all die!" Fu Yi's hair is full of hair, just like a madman. Although his strength is strong, he is also in danger of falling under the siege of Sun Yi and Lihen.

"Stop talking nonsense and take your life." Li hen's eyes were cold and ignored Fu Yi's threat. The ruthless sword cut through the void, stabbed it, and the tip of the sword pointed straight to the throat.

"Ah!" Fu Yi's pupils contracted tightly and his body moved forcibly. One arm was picked up and blood splashed down. Fu Yi's shoulder was removed from hate.

"No, you stop, Fu Yi can't kill!" Ziyu and Mo trembled. Just now, they caught a bloody genius, understood the whole thing, and quickly drank the murderous God.

"Cut!" Sun Yi spits out faintly in his mouth, directly ignores the purple jade and ink horizontal, stabs out the bully's gun, and the other arm is removed.

Now Fu Yi's two arms have been removed. He looks miserable. Where is the previous prestige? He is not even as good as a beggar.

"Come on, Ziyun, start the array and contact the saint to end the battle urgently."

Mo Heng drank anxiously. The development of things was beyond their control. In a hurry, the two hands overlapped, and a series of spatial fluctuations came out. A towering white column pierced the sky of the little secret place.

Outside Xiaomi, many ancestors are quietly waiting for the results of the competition in Xiaomi. They see a white column rush out and show doubts one after another.

"No, something big has happened." When the saint waiting outside the little secret saw the light column, her face changed and her jade hand directly drew out. A crack was immediately torn out outside the secret territory. The saint wanted to end the fight urgently.

In the territory of Xiaomi.

"The last blow!" Sun Yiba directly stabbed the gun, and the endless golden awn burst out, threatening to stab Fu Yi with murderous gas.

At this time, a crack was drawn out in the sky, and a force of space was squeezing. Sun Yi's action stopped, and a huge suction shrouded every genius. The light flashed, and the territory of Xiaomi was empty.

The figures of geniuses fell down in the cracks, and the sudden attraction caught them off guard. When they saw the scene in front of them, they had appeared outside Xiaomi.

"Saint, what happened and how suddenly ended the fight."

Some ancestors of Shentai looked puzzled and looked at each other, wondering what had happened.

With the emergence of many talents, everyone was embarrassed, stained with blood and frightened.

"Ziyun, what happened to Mo Heng and why the alarm was issued." The saint's puzzled eyes swept to the transmitted Genius: "what are these geniuses?"

"There is a devil. There is a murderer in Xiaomi. He killed a lot of people and dead people." One day, he murmured that he was frightened by Sun Yi in the little secret place. Up to now, he is still a little smart.

There was a sudden silence outside the tomb of genius. All the ancestors turned their eyes to the emerging genius. To their horror, there were 70 geniuses when they went into the secret place, but only 30 came out, and the other 40 disappeared.

"Master." At this time, two of Fu Yi's attendants ran out. Seeing that his arms were lost, Fu Yi, who was stained with blood, hurried over. This was a great sin. Fu Yi was the direct genius of the holy palace. They couldn't live if they wanted to die here.

"Ah! The genius of our country, what happened. "

"What about them? Who killed them and who did it."

Some ancestors are looking for their own country's genius, with an anxious look in their eyes, but they can't find their own genius.

On the other side, Sun Yi had reached the limit, his strength and blood were exhausted, and his body was shaking.

"Youxin, I'm sorry for you. I didn't kill him." Sun Yi's eyes were dripping with tears. He looked silly. Even if he killed God, he would also cry.