Is The Big Villain Crazy, Really Made The Empress Into A Puppet?

Yao Kui glanced, and countless spaces collapsed.

The trend of fragmentation quickly swept towards Nangong Junchen.

"Has it been discovered?"

Nangong Junchen's face was cold and calm, and without any hesitation, he directly urged the Killing Hall.

As early as in the blood sea formation, he had taken in a lot of the breath of the three elders, Dao Yaokui, in case of emergency.

Didn't expect it to work now.

Motivating the Killing Hall was naturally to delay Yaokui's offensive.

In an instant, the eye of the killing hall locked on Yao Kui.

In an instant, the fragmentation of space approached Nangong Junchen.

But obviously, Nangong Junchen was half a step slower.

Yao Kui's attack was so fast that even Nangong Junchen couldn't easily retreat.

boom!

The smashing force hit Nangong Junchen's body. He only felt that his whole body was hit by Wanshan, and the Supreme Sun Moon Immortal Body suffered a severe blow, and the blood burst again and again.

"puff!"

The pain in his body surged, and Nangong Junchen spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, he was directly seriously injured.

"God-burying mice, you can't escape!"

Across countless layers of space, Yao Kui had already seen the outline of Nangong Junchen. Although he didn't see Nangong Junchen's face, he already knew that Nangong Junchen must be the boss of the burial god.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to escape the search of the Ghost Face Army just now.

"Die, mice!"

During this period of time, due to the disturbance of the God Burial and disrupting the plans of the God Hunting Army, Yao Kui had accumulated endless killing intent in his heart and needed an opportunity to vent.

Now that the time has come, he does not intend to hold any hands at all.

However, at the next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed, and almost in the blink of an eye, a faint light appeared in front of him.

"Killing Hall!"

Yao Kui's face suddenly stiffened, and it was hard to see the extreme.

The Killing Hall reappears!

It turned out that the Killing Hall was snatched away by the rats of the God Burial!

hateful!

shame!

He couldn't allow him to think too much at this moment, he had to restrain his mind and concentrate on fighting against the Killing Hall.

"Ghost Army!"

Yao Kui shouted and gave orders to the Ghost Face Army.

"Puff puff!"

The first time, the six ghost-faced army stood in front of Yao Kui, acting as a meat shield, and was directly beaten into blood by the glimmer of light.

Naturally, they couldn't stop the power to stop the killing hall.

But this bought Yaokui time.

Yao Kui shot, the giant palm turned into the sky, and pressed towards the Killing Hall.

He didn't urge Dao Ding, and with the lessons learned, and the ghost-faced army, he didn't plan to let Dao Ding be in danger at all.

"Walk!"

Nangong Junchen's side, at this moment, is also looking for an opportunity to endure the severe pain, cover his breath with the heavenly armor, and take Ba Yao and Murong Yu through the void.

Yao Kui came prepared, and in terms of strength, he could completely crush the three of Nangong Junchen.

Staying here at this time is equivalent to waiting for death and must escape.

"Master, leave it to me to retreat next!"

Murong Yu communicated with the Nine Netherworld Sparrow, the sparrow shadow turned into light and shadow, and quickly plunged deeper into the void.

"hateful!"

On Yaokui's side, he once again sacrificed five ghost-faced troops before completely destroying the power of the Killing Hall.

A false alarm.

However, when he gathered his mind again to find the three of Nangong Junchen, the aura of the three had disappeared from his perception.

"Nine Netherworld Sparrow? It's really a lot of tricks! It's just that it was hit hard by this seat. You mice think you can escape?"

"Pass the order of this seat, take back the holy bottle of Moke, and try our best to find the Nine Netherworld Sparrows, and kill the mice of the burial god!"

Yao Kui sneered, his face full of contempt.

He didn't chase it in person, and what followed was nothing more than a cat-and-mouse drama. There were ghost-faced troops who took action, and it was only a matter of how long it took to catch them.

Right now, he is more concerned about the Xingchen plan, and naturally he cares more about the Continental Son of God.

"Reporting to the elders, the traces of other gods have been discovered one after another, and they can attack at any time."

Not long after, a figure came to Yaokui and said respectfully.

This person is one of the commanders of the God-hunting Army, Chen Ou.

"Okay, none of the buried gods will be left, and all the gods will be taken back to this seat!"

There was an indifferent smile on Yaokui's face, he really wanted to do whatever he wanted.

It can be seen that this time, the God-hunting Army's decline has been reversed, and he has returned to the path he expected.

This is good!

Yao Kui seemed to be somewhat satisfied, and ordered: "Chen Ou, let Sun Hai and the others hurry up, at least thirty sons of God are needed for the blood sea array. Within three days, they must be arrested!"

"As ordered!"

Chen Ou bowed and stepped back.

Yaokui felt that everything was back in his palm, so he was in a good mood. He didn't stop there. This time, he made an exception.

In his capacity, he doesn't need to worry about these things at all, but this time the God of Burial made troubles, several major commanders failed to achieve success, and the God of Burial provoked him by means of self-destruction, he would take action.

Fortunately, there was Su Changge's clever plan.

Thinking of this, Yaokui suddenly thought that Su Changge had not yet broken through to the realm of the Great Dao.

"After I go back this time, I can give Changge Saint Son a blood talisman and let him enter the blood sea formation 'Chaos Heaven'. As for whether he can board the avenue, it depends on his own fortune."

Thinking about it, Yaokui's figure slowly disappeared.

...

After a few hours, the three of Nangong Junchen landed deep in a dense forest.

Jiuyou Mingque restrained its breath, turned into the size of a palm, and landed on Murong Yu's shoulder.

"Xiao Jiu, you divide into thousands of avatars, hide your figure, and fly to all parts of the Heavenly Desolate God Realm."

Murong Yu's move was to attract Jiuyou Mingque's attention and buy time for the master's healing and recovery.

This arrangement is likely to ruin the Nine Netherworld Sparrow, but compared to the safety of the master, this is nothing worth mentioning.

Jiuyou Mingque led away, and in a blink of an eye, thousands of breaths disappeared into the void one after another.

"Master, the breath of the Nine Netherworld Sparrow can easily be discerned by the God Hunting Army. I'll be outside and keep control of the situation at any time," Murong Yu said faithfully.

Nangong Junchen nodded, and I have to say, Murong Yu was very thoughtful.

Just doing this, Murong Yu will face the attack of the ghost face army at any time. Nangong Junchen sees this, but at this moment, he has no other way.

He must regain his strength as soon as possible, or face Yao Kui again, I am afraid that he will fall into crisis again.

Baguio on the side was secretly surprised, such a loyal subordinate is really rare.

I don't know what kind of charm Nangong Junchen has, but he has subdued Murong Yu so faithfully.

"Let's go."

Nangong Junchen and Baguio entered the secret realm in the jungle.

What catches the eye is a bamboo forest, a thatched hut is dotted in the depths of the bamboo forest, and the bridge is flowing, just like a peach blossom garden.

“Nice place.”

Nangong Junchen looked around and said lightly.

Only at this moment did he relax a little, and a look of fatigue appeared on his face.

Baguio, who was on the side, was slightly taken aback. It was the first time she had seen such an embarrassed Nangong Junchen. Thinking of the other party's previous performance, she found that she seemed to have misunderstood the other party all the time.