In less than half a column of incense, the palm of the night feathers was recovered from the head of the elder.

Looking at the eyes of everyone in the Wansuo Villa again, there has been a bit more bloodthirsty.

The jade hand was lightly pointed, and a strong force shot directly, slamming through the chest of an old man.

The blood gas returned, and instantly took away the strength of the man. The Huang Lingqiang was bowed his eyes and looked down at the wound on his chest.

Put it in the usual way, this level of wounds will hit it at most, and it is impossible to kill him!

But now, he feels that his vitality is escaping.

A hot breath floated out of the wound. Soon, the face of the man was red, and then the black smoke began to float between the nose and mouth. The whole person turned into an ashes at a very fast speed.

A big living person, turned into a fly ash in front of everyone!

This kind of means is in the eyes of the Wanshe Mountain people, and it is higher than the previous ancestors' ancestors!

They looked at the night feathers and became more fearful.

The fingers of the night feathers pop up one after another, each time taking away the life of an old man.

These people all participated in the siege of the seven elders thirty years ago.

It was not until the ninth old man turned into a fly ash under the strange fire of the night feathers, and the night feathers stopped the movements on his hands.

In the raised room, more than a dozen people have been buried under the night feathers, including three mysterious strongmen!

Compared with those of Huang Ling elders, the three mysterious powerhouses have insisted on ten times.

The scorching smell still permeated the air, and the eyes of those tribes who looked at the night feathers were no longer underestimated, but a strange fear.

It seems that the night feathers have changed from a femme fatale to a complete demon!

After the people who were enemies of the seven elders were removed, the night feathers sneaked into the Tangling language in the crowd.

Tang Lingyu saw the eyes of the night feathers sweeping over, and hurriedly drooped his eyelids, not dare to look directly at the night feathers, completely without the previous high.

By just killing the elders in the night, Tang Lingyu has deeply realized the gap between himself and the night feathers.

Not only is the night's cultivation talent stronger than her, but even the means, it is more hot than her!

Her Tang language can kill people without blinking, but the night feathers can be smiling.

When the guardian snake of Wanzi Mountain Villa was easily smashed into the crack of the space by the night feathers, Tang Lingyu knew that he could not surpass each other for the rest of his life.

Once again, I can meet the eyes of the night feathers. How can she not be afraid?

The fear in the eyes of Tang Lingyu did not escape the eyes of Yu Yu, and the night feathers were clearer than the Tang Ling language. With this kind of demons, the repair of Tang Lingyu in this life may stay in the realm of Huang Ling.

Even if the chance coincides with the promotion of the mysterious spirit, it is impossible to touch the threshold of the spirit with the heavenly treasure, which is not the strength of the talent, but the gap in the mind!

When a genius is ruined by peers in a way that she is proud of, there are often two consequences.

One is like Jiu Chenyin. After failing once, the halo of genius is removed from the heart, and I know myself more clearly, redouble my efforts, and practice in a more sincere manner, even if I know that I can’t surpass the goal, but I don’t know. Will be discouraged.

Failure, just help them hone their minds.

The other is Tang Lingyu. Failure is equivalent to cutting her hands and feet. Even if she has extraordinary talents, it is difficult to make a big breakthrough in cultivation.