As the thunder became more and more powerful, almost the entire surrounding space turned into a sea of thunder, and Chutian's momentum reached its peak at this moment.
"Thunder represents the divine punishment of heaven!"
"Ten Thousand Thunder Techniques!"
With a roar, Chu Tian fiercely swung the hammer forward.
In that thunder sea, streaks of thunder and lightning were like giant dragons, flying towards Wang Ye ferociously.
Full of oppression.
Wang Ye's expression was a little solemn. Since this guy opened his eyes, his mental power has climbed to a new peak. This thunder is a bit tricky.
He slowly closed his eyes, and the black flames bloomed between his eyebrows. A dark figure appeared behind him, holding a long sword in his hand as well. The shape was consistent with the Ghost Sword.
Almost simultaneously, Wang Ye and the phantom behind him raised the swords in their hands at the same time, gathered their energy, and then slashed into the void.
There is no trace at all, it seems like a useless effort.
The next second, countless thunder and lightning struck in front of Wang Ye. The black figure behind him took a step forward and stood in front of Wang Ye, with his back straight.
Despite the impact of the thunder and lightning, this black shadow remained motionless.
However, Wang Ye's body behind him shook slightly.
Even if you let him pretend, the energy will still be pumped out of him!
On the other side, Chu Tian's body suddenly froze in place, and a slight wound suddenly appeared on his forehead, and a drop of blood slowly flowed down the wound.
Then the wound grew bigger and bigger, already covering the center of his eyebrows.
As if there was some breaking sound, Chu Tian's eyebrows suddenly exploded, and a completely dim stone fell to the ground.
Although the insect was still healing his wounds, Chutian's face was horribly pale and he looked very weak.
After thunder and lightning.
Wang Yewu stood on the spot, holding the ghost sword in his hand, looking at Chu Tian not far away, and said, "Is there anything else?"
Chu Tian stood up awkwardly, like a mad beast, staring at Wang Ye with strange pupils, and said word by word: "I, Chu Tian, will definitely avenge today!"
After speaking, he took a deep breath, and a pure black, ordinary-looking stone appeared in his hand.
The next second, his figure became illusory and was about to disappear. Even so, his eyes did not leave Wang Ye's face for even half a second.
"This guy is really valued by heaven."
"Everything I need to save my life is given."
Wang Ye's tone was a little sour, and he muttered something. Then he raised the Ghost Sword again, grabbed the thread belonging to Chu Tian in the void, and cut it down again the moment it was about to disappear.
"ah!!"
Along with the ferocious screams, Chu Tian's figure completely disappeared into this space.
and...
Coincidentally, when Wang Ye and Chu Tian were fighting, he seemed to have accidentally cut off the guy's storage bag, leaving it lying alone on the ground.
If I remember correctly, the throne, dragon corpse, etc. seemed to be inside.
Get rich!
It's just that this guy seems to have a hidden second storage space, otherwise how could he take out the stone again.
Why are they all playing like this?
Is there no trust at all between people?
The most pity was the hammer. No matter how hard Wang Ye tried to chop it, the guy kept holding it tightly and had no intention of letting go.
Pity.
Next time you have a chance, take back what belongs to you.
Um...
According to what that guy wants, he will come to take revenge on himself, so he just needs to wait at the gate of hell, and the courier boy will deliver the goods to his door.
But he didn't know what he thought of. Wang Ye's body stiffened and his expression was a little ugly.
It’s not his face that he’s holding up!
In other words, Chu Tian’s revenge doesn’t even know where it is!
! ! !
It’s over, the shipping address was entered incorrectly.
For a moment, Wang Ye felt a little desperate. A cute hammer seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and then flew away.
Mao Yong'an in the distance saw Wang Ye in a daze, his eyes falling on the storage space belonging to Chu Tian on the ground, ready to move.
But he just glanced at it, and Wang Ye was instantly alerted. He came out of his hopeless mood, turned around suddenly, and glanced at Mao Yongan!
...
Mao Yongan sneered and took two steps back to show his innocence and simplicity.
Wang Ye picked it up with satisfaction, then came to the pile of minced meat belonging to the Lingshan girl and rummaged through it casually. He also dug out a cloth bag and put it away with satisfaction.
and...
There are many corpses in this space!
The harvest season is finally here.
The pleasure of touching a corpse.
Wang Ye kept walking among a group of corpses, and finally dug out a few storage containers, but when he focused on the two Buddhas, the gods of heaven, and the Lord of Yaochi, these great figures The middle-aged man, who seemed to be sleeping, finally opened his eyes and sat up.
"That kid, it's almost done."
"Stop worrying about everything."
As he spoke, his eyes swept across Wang Ye.
Wang Ye looked innocent: "But my elders told me that the purpose of coming to Yaochi is to hunt for treasures, and it would be a waste to leave it alone. Why don't you give it to me? I'll give you a few hundred more boxes of industrial alcohol and high-end red wine. How about it?"
My heart is excited!
This old drunkard must be excited!
Seeing the hesitant expression on the middle-aged man's face, Wang Ye's heart suddenly lifted, and his eyes were full of expectation when he looked at him!
pity...
In the end, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and shook his head, as if he had made a huge sacrifice for this.
"Although I really want to promise you, but..."
"no."
The middle-aged man sighed with a little regret, then seemed to remember something, and glanced at Wang Ye with a strange expression: "By the way, when did you become a member of our Yaochi?"
"Still the only survivor in Yaochi."
"Then what am I?"
"What the hell?"
Wang Ye didn't blush or breath, and said with a calm expression: "The people in Yaochi are also human beings, and I am also a human race, so I am equal to the people in Yaochi. That's no problem."
"As long as you let me pick up the corpses of those big guys, what if I join Yaochi?"
"You are born as a person of Yaochi, and you die as a ghost of Yaochi!"
"For Yaochi, I will go through fire and water, no matter what!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye patted his chest vigorously.
Seeing Wang Ye's shameless look, the middle-aged man was amazed. Before he could speak, a somewhat reserved voice suddenly rang out: "Master...Uncle Master, it's not good for you to be like this..."
"The teacher told me that you are from our underworld."
The boy from hell came to Wang Ye's side at some unknown time. He looked at him curiously and said weakly.
