My Disciples Are All Villains - 632. Chapter 624 I'm Alive (2 more seeking subscriptions)

Yu Shangrong stepped into the air and charged.

A gang wind formed in front of him.

Basil’s eyes were red, and he shouted, “Four corners, please God!”

The remaining witchcraft practitioners quickly cast four apertures.

“The great witch god,

“Please listen to my request,

“Please use the power of my witch god,

“Soul, come back!

“The Quartet is not allowed to stay as a sojourner.

“The people there are thousands of feet tall,

“Just waiting to search for your soul.

“come back–”

The huge purple circles covering the sky and the sun gathered together, and they all flew towards Basil quickly.

Yu Shangrong’s figure flickered, still calm.

When he saw this scene, he knew that Basil was much stronger than he thought.

Among the practitioners of witchcraft, the elementary witches can only perform some basic witchcraft, such as healing, driving, etc., which is equivalent to the practitioners below the Fanhai; some intermediate witchcraft practitioners can master the elementary and intermediate levels. The witchcraft formations, witchcraft traps, gu spells, manipulation of the will and human heart, etc.; advanced witchcraft practitioners can set up a large formation, which can block thousands of horses… In addition to knowing all the above powers, the great witch also has the ability to control the dead. Please the power of God to descend.

Basil clearly belongs to the last category.

Yu Shangrong flashed three phantoms…

Left, middle and right, the space suddenly feels hazy.

The remaining practitioners of witchcraft were instantly swept across by Yu Shangrong.

Chih, chih.

Chih, chih.

The cold light flashed across their necks.

One figure fell from the air.

Falling down a cliff.

They are dying!

Attempt to block Yu Shangrong’s footsteps with his life.

All the witchcraft practitioners, with witchcraft apertures, followed one after another, and pounced on Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong just wielded his sword strenuously.

Come back and come into the three souls.

Hundreds of witchcraft practitioners have fallen…

At this moment, a purple cloud formed in the sky.

Cover the two.

Purple rain is falling!

…

This is no ordinary Ziyu.

Every drop of purple rain can penetrate the body, corrode the soul, and destroy the will.

Yu Shangrong was calm and unhurried, turning 360 degrees, and when he faced the young man Yu Zhenghai, he took a palm print.

The palm print looked like a dragon’s claw, grabbed Yu Zhenghai, and pushed hard!

boom!

The young boy Yu Zhenghai left the range of Ziyu and floated towards the sky.

“Brother–” the boy Yu Zhenghai exclaimed in a loss.

But in the next second, Yu Shangrong was covered by purple rain.

Like a waterfall descending.

From the outside…you can’t see Yu Shangrong’s figure clearly, and can’t judge his life or death.

The young boy Yu Zhenghai felt that the qi under his feet was rapidly weakening… This meant that the vitality of the performer was also declining.

He became nervous.

Zi Yu completely blocked his vision…

Basil and the remaining witchcraft practitioners almost believed that under the power of the sages, even the Baye’s Yu Shangrong would be hit hard.

Sacrificing so many people, paying such a big price… it’s worth it.

Basil’s dull air suffocated in his chest gradually eased.

As long as you can kill Yu Shangrong.

Worth it!

It’s all worth it.

Zi Yu lasted for a quarter of an hour.

Juvenile Yu Zhenghai felt the qi under his feet, and he could no longer control it and dissipated!

He fell.

At almost the same moment, the sky full of swords burst out from the purple rain! Jian Gang formed an umbrella-like shape and whirled upwards, blocking all the purple rain out!

Yu Shangrong stepped into the air empty-handed, his eyes were tenacious, and the three figures flickered, continuing to move forward!

See this scene!

Even Basilton got goose bumps!

“not dead?!!!”

At first, Yu Shangrong just wandered his sword in the purple rain.

He tried to swing every sword well and cut Ziyu all off…This is also the basic lesson for practicing swords in the rain. As far as he is concerned, even in the waterfall, he can do not touch his body. This is his kendo.

“This is impossible–”

Basil’s mouth trembled, his pupils changed drastically, and his expressions were varied. The three figures of Yu Shangrong had already arrived in front of him.

The remaining five witchcraft practitioners stood in front of him.

Basil waved his scepter: “You don’t have a sword, how can you kill me!!!”

Yu Shangrong’s face was stern, and a slender sword sprang from his index finger to his middle finger, using his finger as a sword!

“Who says you can’t kill without a sword!”

Straight body shape, push forward with two fingers!

哧——

Jian Gang is a string of five.

Five people fell.

Yu Shangrong continued forward, as fast as lightning.

boom!

Jian Gang bypassed the scepter and passed through Basil’s heart, leaving a blood hole.

Yu Shangrong didn’t even see Basil, so he turned around and dived… and flew towards the boy Yu Zhenghai.

Basil looked at his chest in disbelief, blood dripping.

The purple rain quickly faded in the sky.

The purple aperture is also rapidly fading.

The top of the abyss gradually calmed down…In a blink of an eye, he was alone, suspended in mid-air with difficulty.

His plan is perfect, from Loulan to Rouli, from designing traps to ambushing in the abyss.

Only miscalculated-Yu Shangrong is powerful.

Basil lowered his head and looked down, and saw Yu Shangrong’s figure straight down…fighting to save the fallen boy.

He seemed to understand something…removing the power from him.

Falling down.

The sound of the wind passed through his ears.

“Even if you are dead, I want to see you trapped under the abyss!” Basil fell headlong.

He continued to sink.

His sight was always locked on Yu Shangrong’s body.

Yu Shangrong clapped his palms forward, and his palm prints flew downward.

However, the sinking speed is getting faster and faster.

This vast abyss seems to be bottomless…

Some practitioners tried to explore and unearth the secrets in the abyss. After generations of hard work, the deaths of countless practitioners came to a conclusion: those who entered the abyss will die in nine deaths.

The only hope for survival is to give up halfway and return immediately!

I don’t know how long it has been, the light in the sky has also become dim, and the surroundings are silent like night, like dusk descending.

Yu Shangrong took a palm print again!

Yu Zhenghai caught the palm prints like dragon claws as they continued to sink into the abyss.

Seeing this scene, Basil shouted out: “Give up!”

Yu Shangrong’s eyes were calm, unrelenting, and he waved with one palm!

call!

The palm print caught the boy Yu Zhenghai and flew upside down.

Basil said: “It’s late!”

Yu Shangrong felt that the abyss was producing a powerful attraction.

He wants to control the Qi upward, but because of the huge consumption of vitality, he can only maintain a balance with this power.

Caused him to stagnate in the dark void.

“If he dies, Loulan will be buried together!” Yu Shangrong’s tone was indifferent, with a loud voice.

Basil fell from above, and the remaining strength dragged him forcibly.

Ahem…

“Why?” Basil’s heart trembled.

Shouldn’t the target be directed at the Rouli people?

He died on the ground of a Rouli, and the Demon Heaven Pavilion should also be investigating the Rouli talent.

“Live well.” Yu Shangrong struggled to hold his hand, but found that the young man Yu Zhenghai was sinking rapidly and passed out in a coma.

A palm up, hit Yu Zhenghai’s body.

Yu Zhenghai broke away from the attraction and flew upwards.

Basil couldn’t understand: “An ordinary person is worthy of you?”

For the sake of an ordinary person, it is necessary to ruin a Baye, this account is not worth it!

Yu Shangrong took this palm and sent it out of Zhenghai, and he was bound to sink down.

He looked at Yu Zhenghai, who was gradually flying upwards in the sky, and said indifferently: “A lot of things, if you think it is worth it, then it is worth it.”

Basil seemed to understand something.

He thought of all the past, of the dispute between Loulan and Dayan.

Think of the seventy thousand dead bodies on the Gobi Desert.

I remembered the water of the Guluo River that was stained red with blood…

Disputes are endless, and struggles are endless.

The great sages once said that human beings are the best animals in the world.

Fight to the end, for what?

“Perhaps, this is the reason why Da Yan is stronger than the ten thousand races…”

Basil suddenly exploded with the remaining purple power in his body, and flew out the last purple cloud like cotton candy, flying towards the top.

He dragged Yu Zhenghai… and flew towards the sky.

“Unfortunately, I don’t have more power to save you…”

“…I just beg, let the people of Loulan go.”

After speaking, Basil closed his eyes, and his whole body was burned by the weird purple flame.

This is the last dignity left by the great witch in order to prevent him from being manipulated by other great witches… the fire of self-immolation.

The flames swallowed him bit by bit…until it dissipated into the abyss without a trace.

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