Beside the double-headed coffin, the murderous aura has reached the critical point.

By this time, a group of ninth-grade people had forgotten their fear, and Su Yue's brain turned white.

The last thought in his mind was that he could die with his father, even if he was in the underworld, he could still follow his father, which would be regarded as fulfilling his filial piety.

When people are in despair, they tend to have random thoughts.

Resist?

At this point, there is actually no point in resisting anymore.

Two extreme peaks have arrived, and they are still so close together. Not to mention they are just a few single seedlings. Even if the number of ninth-grade people is doubled, they cannot protect Su Yue, and they cannot protect themselves.

Two top palms, one on the left and one on the right, were already within a stone's throw of Su Yue.

It's obvious.

Qingchudong did not accept Zhang Wukun's suggestion. He did not rush to kill Su Qingfeng and the others, but also joined the fight for the two-headed coffin.

Very simple logic.

After taking away the double-headed coffin Kui, you can also train other ninth-level palm-eye clans to control.

If the demon weapon gets into Zhang Wukun's hands, there's no telling what kind of blackmail this guy will take.

"It's over!"

Su Yue felt cold all over. In fact, at this time, he felt no pain or discomfort.

Maybe, this is what hell feels like.

The two top men are fighting for the first place, and the two ferocious old faces are particularly ugly. Now they are no different from the old men fighting for cheap eggs in the vegetable market.

In the distance, Xueyang was so excited that he couldn't help but stand up.

Void spot arrow!

Seeing things makes you hate them!

He hated Su Yue for taking away his Void Spot Arrow.

But it doesn't matter.

All must die, all must die.

Su Yue, Ban Rongchen.

These two beasts that he hated so much were destined to die.

"Hey...that's...what is that?"

Seeing that Juedian's palm was about to fall on Su Yue's head.

Suddenly, his pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoints, his whole body was cold, and even his breathing was frozen.

The double-headed coffin...melted.

right!

In Xueyang's sight, the two-headed coffin Kui, which was originally a solid body, suddenly disappeared, forming two squares of pitch-black nothingness.

This feeling is like two pieces of the sky being cut off, completely exposing the most primitive nothingness in the universe.

right!

That is the void of the universe.

Xueyang is the Holy Son of Yingjie, and he can see the vast stars in the sky.

But Xueyang couldn't figure it out no matter what.

Why, the sky suddenly melted.

"What... is Yuan Longhan..."

The next breath, Xueyang was scared to death.

…

right!

It's Yuan Longhan!

Just when Qingchudong and Zhang Wukun were about to touch Su Yue, two arms appeared inside the double-headed coffin.

He opened his palms and directly pinched the two top heads, like holding two footballs.

When Yuan Longhan walked out of the void, he also hit his arms hard.

Boom!

For a moment, the two top heads collided hard.

Buzz!

Like the collision of solid iron balls, the explosion sound is deep and long.

The echo stirred and lingered for a long time, even forming a ripple in the air and spreading out.

Su Yue and Su Qingfeng were protected by Yuan Guzi's energy and blood, and were not injured by the aftermath of the impact.

But the messy earth was not spared. The two insane heads were no small matter, and the aftermath even created a deep pit in the ground.

"roll!"

By the time Qingchudong and Zhang Wukun came to their senses, they had been blown away by Yuan Longhan's energy and blood.

A low word 'go' instantly silenced the entire battlefield.

Even the puppets that were about to disappear were frozen.

"Yuan! Long! Han!"

Qingchudong shook his head vigorously, finally dispelling the severe pain in his mind.

He looked into the distance again and saw that it was Yuan Longhan from China.

Damn it!

It's a double-headed coffin.

Yuan Longhan, this beast, actually wasted the teleportation opportunity of the double-headed coffin Kui in advance. He should be damned!

Zhang Wukun had a dark face.

No wonder, the palm that held his head just now contained a supreme and surging aura, and he was unable to resist.

It turned out to be him.

This is Yuan Longhan.

This murderer had just killed Zhang Heichen in the Holy City of the Zhangmu Clan, and now he was teleported to the coalition battlefield.

Damn it.

Yuan Longhan wasted Shuangshou Coffin's only chance.

You must know that although the double-headed coffin is a heaven-defying demon weapon, it can only be used once. After this time, it will become fly ash.

Hate it!

Zhang Wukun was so angry and anxious that he almost wanted to cry but had no tears.

He wished he could bite Yuan Longhan to death.

To others, the Double-headed Coffin Kui is a powerful demon weapon, but to the Boiling Blood Clan, the Double-headed Coffin Kui is qualified to negotiate with the coalition forces.

Now, the qualification is completely gone.

puff!

Then, Zhang Wukun spurted out a mouthful of blood. He was not injured, it was just out of anger.

If you think about it carefully, the force that gained the most after this battle turned out to be the Unmarked Tribe of the distant Earth.

How ridiculous.

The Boiling Blood Tribe has been exterminated.

Of the three top leaders of the Zhangmu clan, one is dead, one is captured alive, and I am the only one left.

Zhang Wukun was so sad and angry that he was speechless and choked.

What decision did this idiot Qingchudong make in the first place?

I am a fool myself, why should I agree with Qingchudong's proposal?

It’s over!

It's all over now.

…

In the distance, Xueyang quickly climbed into the ruins again.
To be continued...