Blood Centipede looked at the three Mahayana practitioners who were blocking their way, their eyes full of coldness.

When he fought with Wang Baoshan, the great elder of Butian Sect, the three of them were just watching coldly, obviously wanting to make a profit. Now, as Wang Baoshan's body dies and the Nascent Soul escapes, the greed in the hearts of the three of them suddenly burst out.

"Do you want to die too?" Blood Centipede looked at the three of them, with a faint cold look in her eyes.

"Hahaha, are you?" These three Mahayana stages laughed loudly: "Do you think you can escape from the palms of our hands in your state?"

"That's right, you killed Wang Baoshan's body just now, just taking advantage of the opportunity. If Wang Baoshan hadn't underestimated the enemy too much, how could you give you an opportunity?"

"So, it is impossible to succeed when used in front of us. Is that little bug immune to physical attacks? If he dares to get close, I will directly transform into the fire of true energy to refine it to death!"

The three of them said one by one, with their expressions extremely relaxed. It was obvious that the three of them did not take the blood centipede and the little insect in their hearts.

"I said, you, a demon cultivator, are the heroes who are aware of the times, and you still obediently hand over the things?" One of the Mahayana period slowly approached the blood centipede. Seeing this, the other two were also approaching the blood centipede, obviously not wanting to fall behind.

Blood Centipede looked at the three of them deeply, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared in her eyes: "Okay, I can give you the things, but with the flying sword of Wang Baoshan's spiritual weapon, I only have two spiritual weapons on my body. How should you three be divided?"

When the three of them heard the words of the Blood Centrifugal, they all had a smile on their faces: "How to divide it is our business, and you don't need to worry about it. But if you don't hand over the things, then you have to think about how you will die."

"Yes, in fact, if we kill you, we can still get those two things." A cruel feeling appeared on the other person's face, obviously he had a murderous intention to kill the blood centipede.

"Is that so, you really want to kill him?" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

The three of them looked in the sound and saw a black shadow slowly flying towards them. This was a figure less than one meter tall, and it looked about the same size as the little girl who turned into a little bug. However, the person's face did not look like a child, but an adult face.

This person is no one else, but Black Gold. Blood Centrifugal no longer has the power to fight. If the three of them are allowed to take action, Blood Centrifugal will undoubtedly die. Moreover, even in the heyday of Blood Centrifugal, it is absolutely impossible to defeat the three of them. Therefore, Black Gold knew that it was time to appear on his own.

Looking at Hei Jin's appearance, a sense of confusion appeared on the faces of the three of them. Hei Jin's body also had no aura fluctuation, just like an ordinary person. However, the three of them would not naively think that Hei Jin was really an ordinary person. Ordinary people could not fly at all, nor could they even face the three Mahayana practitioners so easily and freehand.

"Who are you?" they asked.

"Am I? I'm just a servant of the master." Hei Jin smiled mockingly, his tone was faint, and he sounded a little sad.

"Master?" The three of them frowned, but their eyes fell on Huang Hao who was standing on the altar. They remembered that this black villain came with the man on the altar, and I'm afraid the master he mentioned should be this young man.

"He is probably Huang Hao." A Mahayana period said in a low voice to the two people beside him: "It is said that Huang Hao is also a Mahayana period practitioner. Song Tong from Wangyou City suffered a loss in his hands that day, and then he wore the same pair of pants as Tianyi Sect."

These people are in the Mahayana period and naturally have some forces in their hands. In addition, Huang Hao’s “Mahayana period” is not a secret, so they can naturally be easily found out.

"Is he the only one? What are we afraid of if so many of us are afraid of him?" One of the Mahayana practitioners said coldly: "Don't forget, there are still many guys below who are eyeing him. In order to kill the Tianyi Sect in the bud, they will not hold back, so no matter what Huang Hao has three heads and six arms, he will die today!"

"That's true. Since this is the case, we don't have to worry too much. At present, it is still the top priority to get the two spiritual weapons. You must know that the reason why those people did not take action is actually waiting and watching. Once they realize that the people in front of them are pitiful, they may rush forward, which will be even more troublesome at that time."

When the three of them heard this person's words, they immediately agreed to their opinions.

The three people who made up their minds finally tore off the disguise and showed their fangs to the Blood Centipede and Black Gold: "You centipede spirit, don't you hand over the things, do you really want us to kill us?"

Blood Centrifugal's scarlet eyes were speechless. He was a demon cultivator, and his half-step Mahayana realm was actually called the centipede demon? But at this moment, Blood Centrifugal did not have a temper towards these people. After all, he could not beat these people. However, Blood Centrifugal knew that since Black Gold had come forward, these guys would never have a good end.

So, the blood centipede flashed and turned into the kind-hearted old monk, then hid directly behind Hei Jin, and smiled at the three Mahayana periods, "I don't mind giving you things, but my brother doesn't want to. Otherwise, you three will discuss with me?"

When Hei Jin saw the behavior of the blood centipede, his understanding of the blood centipede became much deeper. This blood centipede is really not a good thing, and such a clumsy disaster can be used.

But at this moment, the three Mahayana practitioners who heard the words of Blood Centrifugal were all looking at Hei Jin, with fierce light flashing in their eyes: "You dwarf, why don't you let your brother hand over the things to us?"

dwarf?

Hei Jin narrowed his eyes when he heard these two words. These two words touched the scales in his heart, making him very angry. Even Huang Hao didn't know that Hei Jin had always had a regret in his heart, that is, his figure has not grown tall, so he was often insulted as a dwarf since he was a child. In order to regain his dignity, Hei Jin worked hard to cultivate, and finally, after having strong strength, all those who insulted him as a dwarf disappeared. His great reputation also began at that time. Later, as his strength became stronger and his reputation became more prominent, no one dared to call him a dwarf.

Unexpectedly, the three Mahayana periods in front of me were so ignorant that they called him a dwarf. I was so tired of living!

"What did you say?" Hei Jin looked at the Mahayana period where he spoke, and his voice became extremely cold.

"I'm talking about you dwarf! Why, do you dwarf want to kill me?" The Mahayana practitioner who spoke said arrogantly, obviously he did not take black gold seriously. His master is a Mahayana practitioner, so as a servant, he basically doesn't even have Mahayana practitioners.

"Haha, you're right, I really want to kill you." Hei Jin smiled, with a thrilling murderous intent in his smile.

Feeling the murderous intent blooming from Heijin's body, the Mahayana practitioner who spoke insulted the Black Gold dwarf suddenly stiffened, as if he was being targeted by a giant beast in the wilderness.

"Go to die!" Hei Jin whispered, then suddenly raised his head and pointed a finger at the Mahayana powerhouse who insulted him.

This finger looks light and does not have any strength, as if it is playing between lovers.

But when facing this finger, the Mahayana practitioner was shocked. His face turned pale. At this moment, the black gold in front of him seemed to transform into the god of death who harvested life. He only needed one will, and his life was at the end.

"Ah, no-"

With a scream, the aura of the Mahayana practitioner burst out with a bang, and a terrifying true energy surged out, and the powerful "field" spread out instantly. At this moment, this Mahayana practitioner almost burst out with the most powerful force just to... block the finger of Black Gold.

"Swoosh--"

However, Hei Jin's fingers still slowly pointed at the other party, and I had no smell of fireworks from beginning to end. However, even under such a finger, the "field" surrounding the Mahayana practitioner collapsed instantly like an avalanche, and the powerful true essence on his body was like a thin layer of window paper, and it was instantly pierced.

"ah--"

The scream of this Mahayana practitioner was instantly extinguished as soon as he rose. Then, his body instantly turned into bits of debris, and when blown by the wind, it turned into bits of dust.

"suck--"

The whole room was filled with gasping sounds. At this moment, countless eyes were wide open. Regardless of their cultivation level, each cultivator opened his mouth wide, without any doubt that at this time, even an apple could be stuffed into it with great ease.

"A strong man in the Mahayana stage was destroyed with just one blow?"

"My God, is this still a human?"

"Am I dreaming?"

...

At this moment, countless people's heads were short-circuited, and they couldn't react for a while.

The powerful Mahayana period, the most powerful existence recognized in the Demon-Shouting Continent, was as fragile as paper in front of this villain who was less than one meter tall.

At this moment, the Mahayana practitioners who were about to move below were trembling all over, and their backs were instantly soaked in cold sweat.

"How strong has this person reached? Could it be a strong man in the middle stage of Mahayana?"

"This person is so powerful, so how powerful should Huang Hao, who is the master of this person?"

In the sky, Hei Jin slowly withdrew his fingers, looking calm, as if he had just done something very relaxed before. The next moment, he turned his head and looked at the other two Mahayana practitioners faintly, with a mocking look on his lips: "It's your turn next!"
Chapter completed!