Chapter 3939： The holy emperor is like a fly. (1/2)

In front of the ancient house.

I don't know how many eyes are staring here.

The entire ancient house was full of corpses, and blood flowed into rivers.

But just in front of the gate, there were three people kneeling there.

But looking carefully, the three of them were clearly forced by others, and their faces were full of humiliation and anger.

It's just that no matter how hard they struggle, they just can't stand up from the ground.

Even the more struggling, the more the pressure on them intensified.

”Damn, I don't believe it! That kid is still nearby!”

boom!

Yan Luo Qiben is a desperado. When he entered Guitou Mountain, he became the seventh-ranked village master because Guitou Mountain did the business of killing less and looting.

Even if he returned to Huoyun Mountain now, he couldn't change the banditry in his body.

Even though he was injured, his legs were severed.

At this moment, he seemed to have a layer of bright red flames boiling!

That was his bloodline in the burning body, and the whole vitality was insanely improved. It was originally the peak martial emperor realm. At this moment, he broke through to the holy emperor realm!

Bloody secret method!

This is not such a profound secret technique.

But for any monk, it is a means to fight for a blow at a critical moment.

”Open it to Lao Tzu!”

boom!

With crazily shocks again and again, Yan Luo Qi's whole person is like a blood man, but his expression is even more hideous!

But what made him desperate was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up from the ground.

Even as he risked damaging the roots and blood, using the blood burning secret method, he couldn't break free of that **** at all.

Instead, as he struggled again and again, the more terrifying force gradually suppressed him.

Click!

In just a few breaths, Yan Luo Qi's bones all seemed to bear hundreds of millions of tons of weight, and every inch of it shattered.

With a scream, everyone saw that only a pool of flesh and blood remained in place.

As for Yan Luo Qi, his soul has already disappeared.

hiss!

Everyone gasped!

”What a terrifying method of suppression!”

They didn't expect that even if Li Yeren left, the remaining suppression technique could still be so powerful.

You know, Yan Luo Qi is a desperado after all, and his cultivation is not weak. After using the blood burning secret method, he could even compete with the holy emperor in a short time.

But even so, he still couldn't get rid of that kind of suppression, and even after resisting, he ended up with a dead body.

Seeing Yan Luoqi's end, the Xing Shou Ba Ye and the Huoyun Mountain general on the side were all shocked.

They also wanted to fight hard and get out of it.

At this moment, he quickly suppressed that impulse, unwilling to follow in the footsteps of Yan Luoqi.

”Damn, who the **** is that little beast!”

Such suppression techniques are simply unheard of and unseen.

On the contrary, the eighth master of torturers gave a wry smile, ”My lord, he claims to be Li Ye, is it possible?”

”Fart! Li Ye? Long ago died in the Tower of Reincarnation! How could it be him!”

Although what he said was disapproving, Ba Ye Xing Shou sneered in his heart.

How can he not see the trace of terror on the opponent's face!