Chapter 436 (1/2)

Smell speech, Su Bai didn't speak, just face become very gloomy.

His eyes move, a huge power of mind, the moment into the virtual shadow of tarot, and Tarot did not mean to refuse.

For a long time, Su Bai's face slowly unfolded, his face as cold as ice.

”Damn you

This taro even wants to approach himself by pretending to be Xu Ze, and he tried to control Su Qingyao in the Xue family before. If he succeeds, he will have to throw a rat's sword even if his accomplishments are high, and the consequences will be unimaginable at that time!

At this moment, the extreme of Su Bai's strong sense of killing, he never wanted to kill a person so much!

The air around seemed to be frozen by the killing intention. Tarot's face changed greatly. Looking at Su Bai, he said, ”what do you want to do? I warn you, only I can save your friend, so you not only can't kill me, but also find a suitable body for me - ”

but the next moment, before his words are finished, you can see the killing intention in Su Bai's eyes suddenly burst out.

”Death

Shua -

the Shenyuan sword suspended in the air is cut down in a flash.

”You -- no!”

Tarot's phantom blood was shaking violently and roaring wildly.

He really felt the smell of death.

If that terrible purple long sword was really cut on his soul, it would not hurt much. Only the divine sword forged by this spiritual secret skill is the killer of his spiritual body.

Touch and die!

Chi la!

Shenyuan Dao is originally a derivative of lie Yuan Shu. It can almost ignore the distance of space and the moment of action, directly cut through the space and cut the frightening Tarot spirit into two.

Then, the terrible mental power burst out of Shenyuan Dao directly annihilated Taro's residual mental power.

At this point, the killers of the dark temple, the king, are all gone!

And the 32 killers who sneaked into China to assassinate Su Bai were all killed here!

Su Bai waved back the remaining half of the animal bones, and a touch of sarcasm appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Tarot, the God of death, was cunning and left a card for himself. It's a pity that although his spiritual secret skill is troublesome to Su Bai, it's far inferior to Yan Jidao's Curse of the spirit. With the power of Su Bai's divine knowledge, it can be easily solved!

So his last threat became a joke.

Half an hour later.

In an abandoned factory building, Su Bai pulls the unconscious Xu Ze up from a cupboard. After his mind sweeps his body, his brow is slightly wrinkled.

He seemed a little embarrassed.

”Damn Tarot, I planted such a tricky dark spirit seal. Now I have to spend more than half of my mental energy to save this boy!”

With a sigh, Su Bai no longer spoke, as if he had accepted his fate. The two silver lights in his eyes shone directly into Xu Ze's dull eyes.

At this time, Xu Ze was just like a vegetable. Except for his normal breathing, all his impressions were lost. If no one found him, he would starve to death in a few days!

Buzz!

A huge mental wave enveloped the half empty factory building. It took more than ten minutes for the mental wave to become weak.