Wen Moqing's whole body was swept away by the branch and flew out hard.

"Smart, this is indeed a magic weapon that contains the spirit of the Taoist Master. Unfortunately, no matter what you know, you still can't escape it!"

Jun Yixiao's voice was cold, and when it came out, the world was filled with murderous intent.

The branch moved again.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the whole world was like a torrent and a tsunami, destroying the world and collapsing Emperor Yuan's Nine Heavens Prison.

"retreat!"

Emperor Yuan barely hesitated and ran away.

If you don't run away, why don't you stay and get beaten?

boom!

As he ran, the heaven and earth shook, and countless ripples appeared.

The branch emerged directly from the ripples, like a small whip, hitting Yuanhuang's head accurately.

"ah……"

Emperor Yuan's face turned dark with anger.

At this moment, a bloodstain suddenly appeared on his head.

Does it hurt?

It hurts a little bit!

But that's not the point. The point is that Jun Yixiao, a bastard, dared to whip himself with a small leather whip.

humiliation!

This is a complete humiliation!

"Jun Yixiao, you are looking for death!"

Emperor Yuan was so angry that he punched it out. The mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and the small leather whip was blown away.

However, the heaven and earth shook, and countless strange ripples suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!