Staring at the figure, the girl sneered, and the murderous intent spread without concealment.

The body shape turned into a light, flying close to the ground, watching the speed like an electric shock, it would not take long to catch up.

After chasing for a while, the girl had some doubts.

That figure is a golden immortal, and his cultivation has never reached the realm of Taiyi Daluo, nor is it a member of the Yinkui tribe. He really did these things? And knowing that she was chasing after, the Jinxian didn't look nervous, and still moved forward at a steady speed without doing anything.

When—when—when—

Almost seeing a clear back, a few rapid and dull bells rang from the Yinkui world, and the girl's heart was shocked.

The alarm, the highest level of alarm, is only issued when there is a big danger. This is the first time she has heard it since she took power.

She seemed to notice something, the girl looked up.

A Utambula flower was slowly falling, and a familiar figure stood on the flower, but it was the saint of peace. With a smile on her mouth, the patrol members who besieged her fell to the ground one after another, unable to resist it.

"Ping'an, you really are playing tricks."

The girl flew up suddenly and landed in front of Ping An, "How can it be so easy to make a noise?"

Seeing Ping An, one of her greatest enemies, of course she would no longer care about the escaping Golden Immortal. The fact is obvious that everything comes from Ping An, as long as Ping An is killed, the problem will naturally be solved.

"I haven't seen you for many years, sister, you are cleared."

Ping An beckoned and smiled extremely charmingly, but the few patrol members around him felt a pain in their hearts. They were caught by the yin wind and fell straight down.

"Call me Lord."

The girl looked at peace and said indifferently, "Kneel down and beg for mercy, the deity can spare your life."

Ping An coldly snorted, "Call you Lord? Are you worthy? You are still so small and ambitious, and you are not afraid of flashing your tongue."

"You know that the deity's taboos still dare to say that, haha, think you can compete with the deity when you reach the female deity?"

The girl's face did not change at all, "The deity does not say good things a second time. Since you choose to die, then go to die. You are not Utan. You have no use for the deity. The deity will never show mercy."

Ping An's heart was stagnant, but the clouds were calm and gentle, "It should be me who said this, sister Zhetian."

Looking at each other, realizing the upcoming battle, his face slowly became silent, and the surroundings also became silent, like a dead night before dawn.

Zhou Shu looked up at the sky, shook his head gently, and continued to move forward.

He was almost caught up, and he was also a little nervous. He did not expect that such a powerful force could be hidden in the small body of Zhetian, and it could change the Yinkui realm at any time to cause obstacles to him. The advantage of Zhetian was better than he thought. It has to be even bigger, and he doesn't even want to fight her here. If it really does, the first thing to do is to go to the void.

Of course, the sacred tower was destroyed by Zhou Shu.

Doomsday Talisman cannot be used, but after understanding all the structure of the holy tower, it is not difficult to do it.

Utilizing the Tao Hui on the Six Difficulties, using the U Tam Po Luo flower given by U Tan to cover his breath, he quietly approached the holy tower, and then launched a thunderous blow.

It was indeed a thunder strike, and those elders were right. It was a dragon that attacked the holy tower, but that dragon was created by Zhou Shusheng.

Thunder Dragon Gun.

Thanks to the inheritance of the unknown predecessors, the master of Thunder Power, the power of Thunder Dragon Spear was much greater than Zhou Shu had expected.

The mighty power of thunder turned into a giant dragon with full scale claws. It was unstoppable and smashed the holy tower in an instant. Although Zhou Shu attacked the weak position of the holy tower, Zhou Shu was certain that even if it changed to another place, It can also break through the defense and rush into the tower.

Following the Thunder Dragon Spear, Zhou Shu entered the holy tower.

The interior is the same as Ping An depicts. The place he attacked is exactly the corner of the Skynet formation, with four Yin Sunflower Orbs as the eyes, lying quietly in the formation.

The second hit.

It is still the Thunder Dragon Spear, but with the power of compassion.

The power of compassion is the natural enemy of the power of repairing the sky. It is suitable to destroy the formation of the power of repairing the sky. The speed and power of Thunder just make up for its shortcomings. Once the Thunder Dragon Spear is released, the power of compassion is like breaking a bank. Zhishui smashed the formation instantly.

Zhou Shu took the Yin Kwai Orb and quickly escaped.

The whole process was less than fifty breaths, and the elders did not notice him at all. Under the awe-inspiring power of Thunder Dragon, who would see a golden fairy?

After successfully eliminating the biggest threat, it's time to start the next step.

And the appearance of Ping An was just right. If it was later, Zhou Shu would flee.

Not paying much attention to the battle between peace and the sky, he kept releasing the puppets and taking them to the Yinkui realm.

I had enough knowledge of the Yinkui world in advance, and it didn't take much effort to do it, but the trouble was not to release the puppet, but to control it later.

It is a difficult task to completely control a realm. According to Ping An, there are more than 30 strong men equivalent to Taiyi Daluo in the Yinkui realm, which is equal to the countless number of Jinxian, and the general Yinkui tribe , Nor is it a lamb to be slaughtered, and will resist without hesitation in the face of foreign enemies.

And the most important thing is not to kill too many people.

Not to mention the strong, most of them are controlled or influenced by the shameless use. It is basically impossible for them to shame the heavens and give up. Even if they stay, it will not work. So the best result is to kill, and those who are not controlled, then It is the foundation of the Yinkui world~lightnovelpub.net~ One less is a loss.

Ping An has repeatedly warned. Of course, even if Ping doesn’t say anything, Zhou Shu would not be able to do so. This not only goes against his heart, but also breeds demons.

Bang!

Over a town, a tornado column suddenly rolled up and went straight into the sky.

In the wind column, some residual limbs of the Yinkui tribe can be vaguely seen.

Seeing the joyful peace, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the sky, and he said coldly, "Ping An, you are really not caring about your love when you lead people back to the Yinkui realm."

Ping An sneered, "You drove us away, and did you ever talk about love? And the people who died just now were all caught by you. They helped you oppress the people and kill the people innocently. You should have died long ago. I killed them. To kill them is to kill the Yinkui Realm!"

"It sounds good."

Zhetian sneered, "If you are in charge of you, they will have incense silk on their bodies. Is there any difference between incense silk and heart-biting vine?"

Ping An shouted in a deep voice, "I never plant threads on my own people! I come back this time to save them!"

Her voice was very loud and all spread to the world. Zhou Shu told her that, regardless of her victory or defeat, it is very important to get the support of her people. "The teacher is famous, and justice will defeat evil." This set has always worked well.

"No matter how loud you are, it's useless, the Yinkui Realm is always the deity."

Zhetian didn't care at all, "If you want, just solve the deity first, but you can't do it at all."

Before the words fell, a fire burst out on the ground in the distance.

There was a slight tremor in Zhetian's heart, and the information that Shihai received was very clear, and another powerful subordinate fell. Since the fight with Ping An, she has received the same news several times in a short time.

"How many people did she get to help? How did those people get to the street? How could she know so many powerful people?"