About the tongue-pulling camp here.

Although the order from the Yuling Inspection Headquarters is to retreat.

But they couldn't just throw a retreat. Forget it, they just ignore the side of the tongue-pulling camp.

This is impossible. Even if they can't draw out their hands to fight this battle, they will draw out their hands to help the retreat of the pagoda camp.

They did, too.

The Yuling Procuratorate Headquarters directly transferred a ninth-level strongman from the Fengdu Ghost World.

Unfortunately, the man who was not lucky enough to enter the tongue-pulling hell met an evil spirit boss and was almost told to be in the tongue-pulling hell.

In this case, the headquarters was also panicked.

The existence of the late ninth-level existence is currently only available to the old Taoist priests at the headquarters of the Imperial Spirit Inspection.

But even if the old Taoist priest took action, he could not stop a mighty evil spirit army alone, let alone this evil spirit army with terrifying existences who were also late-stage ninth-level as him.

At this time, the old Taoist priest was sent over, and if you accidentally smash the old Taoist priest into it.

When the headquarters was having a headache, Wu Yong said that he had a body outside in the tongue-pulling hell.

The next thing will be natural.

Wu Yong's outer body was used directly. Because of the influence of the tongue pulling state, his outer body [space movement] was greatly weakened and he had no choice but to run over for a long distance.

In order to arrive as soon as possible, Wu Yong tried his best to drive him away!

But even if Wu Yong was so hurrying, he was still one step late.

When he arrived, the pagoda camp had been broken.

The senior generals in the tongue-pawning camp had basically taken pills and tried their best. Wu Yong almost watched the dozen generals explode with his own eyes.

He even watched with his own eyes that the ninth-level tongue-pulling prison guard fought until the last wave and was not dead, and said something to fight back.

In a rage, Wu Yong came directly outside and reached out to take away the ninth-level tongue-pulling prisoner who was already dying.

Wu Yong's sudden action instantly attracted the attention of the remaining tongue-pulling prison guard.

Seeing Wu Yong's figure, the tongue-pulling jailer's eyes flashed.

"Is it you? You are the tongue-pulling jailer the master is looking for. I didn't expect you to appear here, and I didn't expect you to be in the same group of humans."

As he spoke, the tongue-pulling jailer instantly distanced himself from Wang Qinghe who was in a mad state and pressed his hand toward an evil spirit weapon on his chest.

Wu used his eyes to scan, and he could tell that it was definitely an evil spirit weapon for communication without looking carefully.

This guy is obviously ready to shake people.

This guy is very brave. While shaking people, he supports layers of protection, and is extremely careful about fearing that Wu Yong will attack.

However, at this time, Wu Yong did not look at him more and ignored him directly and came to Wang Qinghe as soon as possible.

When Wang Qinghe took the pill, the only psychological hint he gave to himself was to attack the tongue-pulling prisoner.

Now Wu Yong's body is a tongue-pulling prison guard, so as soon as Wu Yong approaches, Wang Qinghe immediately launches a crazy attack.

However, facing the attack of the tongue-pulling jailer who had forced the previous few times to retreat, Wu Yong just said softly.

"Sleep, it's okay!"

After saying that, Wang Qinghe was on the spot and then fell asleep quietly.

This is the function of the small magic power [Lotus Heart Seal]. Although Wu Yong does not have this small magic power outside his body, he can still use it because this small magic power is biased towards mental power.

In addition, Wang Qinghe was in extremely poor mental state at this time, Wu easily took Wang Qinghe with just one sentence.

Holding Wang Qinghe who had fallen asleep, Wu Yong slowly descended to the entrance and exit of the forbidden area, and handed Wang Qinghe to the highest-level Imperial Spirit Inspection in the camp.

"I am Wu Yong, this one is my body. You can take him out first and leave it to me!"

"But the order we got was to hold on..."

"No, but, exit!

This is an order from the headquarters, and there is no negotiation!”

Wu Yong rarely used an unquestionable tone to issue orders directly.

But the Imperial Spirit Inspection at the camp was still a little hesitant.

At this time, the ninth-level tongue-pulling jailer who was just busy venting information on the other side was online again.

"Stop struggling, no one can leave, everyone present today will die!

No one can escape!"

"Now, my master is coming. You are ready to face death!"

The words of the tongue-pulling jailer made Wu Yong notice him again.

Turning his head and looking at him with a blank expression.

"Did you inform him?"

"Of course, you are the target of my master, so of course I want to notify my master.

However, you don’t have to hold a grudge against me too much. In fact, my master has already remembered your breath. Even if I don’t inform you, he will sooner or later find you.

Your death is destined, I just helped you ahead a little."

The jailer squinted his eyes and his face was full of jokes.

Wu Yong still had a blank expression on his face: "Don't worry, I won't hold a grudge against you!"

"Oh, you're quite generous!

Why, you said that, do you want me to let some humans go with pride?

I tell you, it is impossible, I will not let anyone here today."

The ninth-level tongue-pulling jailer changed his position and focused his strength. He stared at the entrances and exits of the forbidden area, looking like he was staring at it, and clearly did not intend to let anyone go.

Wu Yong's face still had no turmoil for his actions.

"No, you were wrong. I am quite stingy, but I don't have the habit of holding a grudge against others!"

While speaking, Wu Yong started to move directly.

Although Wu Yong can't do it at this time, the short-distance [Space Movement] Wu Yong can start to do it.

[Space Movement] Use it, Wu Yong disappeared instantly.

"Do you want to kill me?"

The face of the ninth-level tongue-pulling jailer changed, his spiritual power exploded instantly, and his speed exploded instantly, directly opening up an extremely long distance.

At the same time, an extremely dark aura erupted from his body, and a black spiritual ball surrounded him.

After doing this, this ninth-level tongue-pulling jailer had a strong sense of security. He raised his lips and said the second half of the sentence: "It's not that easy!"

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yong's figure appeared behind him.

The gray sword energy burst out with extremely sharp sword force, instantly piercing through his black spiritual ball.

"What! Flash me!"

The tongue-pulling jailer's face changed drastically, and he tried his best and even fought to explode. This level of explosion gave him a glimmer of opportunity, allowing him to avoid the vital points in a dangerous situation, but one arm was indeed cut off by Wu Yong.

However, although his arm was cut off and he was seriously injured, the jailer with a sad smile on his face.

"Space movement, pseudo-supernatural power level attack, and your sword force that is neither up nor down.

This is your strength, is this your confidence to kill me?

That's all!"

As he said that, the jailer stood up straight, and the smile on his face became even colder.

"Although the attack of this combination is amazing, you only have one chance. After one, I believe you have no energy to do it again. Now I want to see how you can kill me!"

"Yeah?"

Wu Yong had no expression on his face, his figure flashed, and he came to the prison guard who pulled the tongue again and slashed out with another sword.

The tongue-pulling jailer changed his face and dodged again. He escaped with an arm again, but his face became paler and full of fear.

"How is it possible? How can you contact and use [Space Move] twice? This technique is not something you can control as skillfully as a mid-stage ninth-level existence!"

At this time, Wu Yong was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.

Another [Space Move], came to him for the last time, and with the face of the tongue-pulling jailer, he directly killed the ninth-level early-stage tongue-pulling jailer with one sword.

[Ding, you kill a ninth-level tongue-pulling prisoner, gain a proficiency of 12 million, and gain a talent point of 12,000.]

Another huge amount of proficiency was made. Including the money just now, Wu Yong's proficiency had soared to more than 20 million.

But Wu Yong didn't even look at the attribute layout at this time.

He lifted the head of the ninth-level tongue-pulling prison guard with his hand, and another sword was heard.
To be continued...