"Sir, I can't control them."

"Some of them are controlled by the rest of the strong."

Youming Chou hurriedly said.

"The other eternal-level monster powerhouses have all died."

Qin Yang said indifferently, "You are now the only powerful Netherworld Corpse Clan here of the ages, so your order will definitely be effective!"

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Youming Chou can't believe it.

"The Demon Lord Wujia has been killed. You may listen to me and give you a pleasure at that time, or you will always enjoy the pain."

"We just took a little more time to clean up this place."

Qin Yang is indifferent and authentic.

"My strength needs to be strengthened to make the message far."

The ugly path of the underworld.

Qin Yang immediately restored his strength a lot, but he wanted to self-destruct or escape, so there was absolutely no possibility.

Youming Chou immediately sent a message to the other powerful men of the age level, but failed one by one! "How could this happen?"

"Are they all dead?"

Youming Chou sent another message to some strong people with weak strength. Some strong people did not respond, but some strong people responded.

From their mouths, Youming Chou quickly learned that something really happened, and they could not contact their direct boss.

"Gather your people and gather near to the place below."

Youming Chou gave some locations.

All the powerful men of the eternal level have died. He knew that even if he persisted, it would be useless. He didn't want to bear the pain in the punishment formation anymore.

"Sir, we-" Some strong people have some opinions.

"Execute the command immediately!"

The Netherworld Corpse Clan is of strict level, and the Netherworld is angry. The other powerful men of the Netherworld Corpse Clan gather at some points he said.

Qin Yang and the others rushed to these points, and the powerful men of the Netherworld Corpse who gathered in the past were quickly killed.

"Swallow!"

Some powerful men from the Netherworld Corpse Clan in Qinyang Taixu Ring, including Youming Chou, entered his right eye's strange pupils, and then they entered his left eye. Soon they died and were refined into some light golden liquid.

Qin Yang and Xiao Junwan returned to the ruined temple as fast as possible.

The White Candle Saint Buddha in the temple is on the verge of death, and he shows no sign of breakthrough.

"Has the powerful men of the Netherworld Corpse Clan not been eliminated yet?"

"It shouldn't be possible."

Qin Yang thought to himself.

"Qin Yang, it may be that the White Candle Holy Buddha is in a bad condition now."

Qingxuan reminded.

Qin Yang's eyes flashed with splendor. This was possible. If the condition was too bad, it would be impossible to break through.

"go."
Chapter completed!