Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

"Wang Yu!!!"

Qiu Ji glared at Wang Yu, his eyes full of anger.

He looked at Wang Yu with a gloomy expression, with fire in his eyes, but when he looked at Wang Yu, he was extremely cold.

"I just told you to stop, didn't you hear it?" Qiu Ji's voice was low, but it couldn't cover it. His raging anger was boiling and burning.

After his eyes touched a corpse on the ground, even the air around him also cooled.

The cottage he had operated for many years was burned out once, and his proud capital was gone before Han Zuoliang's other subordinates.

The ambition in his heart was broken.

The killing intent seemed to radiate from every corner and every cell of his body, and he seemed to have become a big furnace, no need to light it.

Song Tianling, Bai Qiufeng, and Zhu Gang are not the same.

"Wang Yu, hand over the refining method of Lei Zhenzi in your hands. Otherwise, no matter if you are going to die, your friends, brothers, relatives, and family will be destroyed."

"Yes, we have already inquired that you are from the king's family in Jade Demon Town. If you don't do what we say, we will destroy the king's family."

"Destroy the Wang family? Ha ha!" Wang Yu smiled upon hearing the words.

"What are you laughing at? What we said is true, if you don't hand over Lei Zhenzi's refining techniques, your people will die because of you." Song Tianling said bitterly.

He wanted to kill Wang Yu immediately, but it was his fault that the Black Armored Army he brought was annihilated.

When he returns to the county town, he will not be punished or even convicted.

He didn't want to be punished and condemned, so he was not allowed to use the corresponding merits to offset his fault.

The biggest attack right now is the refining technique of Lei Zhenzi in Wang Yu's hands.

"What am I laughing at?" Upon hearing the words again, Wang Yu laughed, "Since you have investigated me, you should know my relationship with that family, and you almost destroyed that family by yourself. You have to do anything with them, just casually. "

Wang Yu thought it was funny, that cold family almost killed his life.

He has no feelings for that family, others are immortal, he can't control, let alone control.

As for the fulfillment of the last wishes left by the ancestors, the restoration of the Wang family.

This is easy to handle. One day in the future, Wang Yu will create a family. The Wang family that belongs to him is also the Wang family, and it is stronger, wouldn't it be better!

After listening to Wang Yu's words, Song Tianling's face sank, and his expression became colder.

"Haha! Since you don’t care about the Wang family, what about Qinyuan and Gao Le! These two are your maid from childhood to adulthood. I heard that you regard them as imprisonment, and the other is a brother born and dead with you. You are not afraid of them being Do we retaliate?" Qiu Ji said with a sneer.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu's smile stopped, and there was a trace of scarlet in the eyes of several people. Seeing Wang Yu's expression, Qiu Ji knew that he was right, so he said loudly: "Now I give you two choices. One, hand over Lei Zhenzi's refining techniques, kneel down and confess, we will only kill you. I won’t do anything to Qinyuan and Gaole. Second, if you don’t hand over Lei Zhenzi’s refining techniques, we will kill

You, then go to kill Qinyuan Gaole. "

"Which one do you choose?"

In the end, Qiu Ji's mid-stage imposing manner in the Purple Mansion Realm pressed toward Wang Yu.

Song Tianling, Bai Qiufeng and Zhu Gang, like Qiu Ji, radiated their aura and locked Wang Yu firmly.

At the same time, the three quietly dispersed, blocking Wang Yu's path from all sides.

They didn't want to be like the last time they could have taken Wang Yu, but Wang Yu escaped.

Although Wang Yu killed all the cultivators in the Purple Mansion Realm except for the four, the number of members of the Purple Mansion Realm who besieged Wang Yu was much smaller.

Qiu Ji and others didn't think they were Wang Yu's opponents, because Qiu Ji and Song Tianling didn't make a move when they besieged Wang Yu last time.

Qiu Ji, a cultivator in the middle of the Purple Mansion, is basically equivalent to ten monks of the early period of the Purple Mansion.

"Give you ten breaths time to make a choice. Once ten breaths pass, don't blame us for forcing them." Qiu Ji said coldly and began to count: "One!"

"No need to count, I'm afraid of making a choice." Wang Yu suddenly said. Qiu Ji and others looked at him and heard him say: "I choose the third one and kill you all."

Whoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Yu's figure flashed, and he slammed Bai Qiufeng with his sword.

He is a grudge, if it weren't for this guy last time, and stopped him with his injuries, how could he be besieged by everyone and almost died.

"Good come."

Seeing Wang Yuchao rushing towards him, Bai Qiufeng smiled yinly, and his hand was ruthlessly shining.

Immediately, the stick drew a semicircle, and a black light appeared from the water stick, and it smashed towards Wang Yu with a wicked and cold breath.

"Water and fire are ruthless sticks, the water is boundless!"

After Bai Qiufeng shouted, the stick attacked Wang Yu with the force of a huge wave.

boom!

Just when the water wave was about to slap Wang Yu, Wang Yu swept the green dragon sword in his hand and separated the water wave, and the sword's edge smashed towards Bai Qiufeng.

Bai Qiufeng frowned. He didn't expect Wang Yu to be so strong. This easily broke his ultimate move.

However, as the master of the village, Bai Qiufeng was in danger, and the water stick did not work, so he used the fire to roll, and the stick was turned around, the water wave disappeared, replaced by a flame, burning Wang Yu with the flame.

"Water is not good, and fire is not good!"

Seeing the change, Wang Yu's expression remained the same, and the blade did not retreat but moved forward, but his sword was filled with black light.

When it comes into contact with the flame, the flame goes out and the black color gradually becomes rarer.

When Wang Yu's sword completely extinguished the flames, when it came to Bai Qiufeng, there was still a hint of black.

Bai Qiufeng didn't even think about it. He pushed the stick to the past, and with a clang, Bai Qiufeng backed back again and again, his face flushed, and his throat rolled, as if something was about to come out of his mouth. He pressed it down forcibly, and his face turned white.

Wang Yu was unsatisfied when he succeeded in one blow, and wanted to chase after victory.

"Zhuzi, look at the whip!" Just when Wang Yu was about to beat the dog into the water, Zhu Gang also arrived, picking up the steel whip and smashing it towards Wang Yu.

Wang Yu turned around to be a sword.

clang!

The two soldiers clashed together and made a crisp sound.

The two broke apart as soon as they touched. Zhu Gang backed four steps, and Wang Yu backed three steps. From the results, Wang Yu was slightly better.

Before he was happy, Song Tianling, who had been angry for a long time, shot.

"Cloud Piercing Spear Technique!"

With a pointed spear in his hand, ten thousand rays of light gathered at one point, and with one of his spears, it seemed to pierce the clouds in the sky.

However, not just him, but also several others, all forgot that Wang Yu is not alone now.

"Roar!"

Just when Song Tianling was about to stab Wang Yu, a roar sounded from behind him, and the majestic demon spirit rushed towards him.

There was a demon wind behind him, he turned his head in horror, saw the tiger demon's big claws, and quickly swept the gun as a stick.

bump!

Wang Hu's tiger claws hit the gun, and was stunned by the huge force on the gun. Song Tianling didn't get any benefit, and was forced back a few steps.

Wang Yu and Wang Hu fought against three monks in the Purple Mansion Realm, and had the upper hand.

At this moment, Qiu Ji, who had been silent for a long time, moved, and the powerful aura in the middle of the Purple Mansion Realm broke out.

"Boy, die!"

Qiu Ji slapped a palm in the air, and the real Yuan palm prints, pressing toward Wang Yu like a blanket of sky.

Wang Yu felt the air around him condense, and his whole person was locked, unable to escape, so he could only resist. "Supernatural powers, two rites divine sword art!"