Chapter 1189: Prajna village, it is not just a village!

At this moment, the curse Qiniang himself also surprised everyone to discover that she has changed... her hair is white, and her not-beautiful face has withered into chrysanthemums, and she has become an old lady. !
This is not over yet...
What makes everyone see the numbness of the scalp most is her face and neck! On the claws... wait, as long as the skin that she exposes, the blood vessels are protruding, like countless blood-colored leeches, burrowing into her body.
"Die to me!"
The curse Qiniang, who had obviously lost his life, also screamed sharply like a ghost, and the scene suddenly raged! The spreading speed of those beard nets is a bit faster, and another wave of alchemists will be removed! "
"Burning Dantian will also withdraw!" Zheng Xiancan also shouted wildly, and he himself began to burn Dantian, even if he was going to die! I can't just die like this.
"Huh!"
A large wave of pharmacists burned their dantians one after another, exploded with a faster speed, and flew backwards!
"Withdraw! Withdraw!"
"Hurry up!"
Regardless of the wave of people on the scene, they all evacuated to the fastest speed. Everyone quickly withdrew from the Prajna village, but the Scarlet Beard Net of Qi Niang was also very fast!
Coupled with the disturbance of the surrounding space waves, no one can retreat in a flash, so if this continues, Zheng Xiancan and others, who will soon burn all their dantians, and Prajna Village and Mu Yunzhan who are about to be overtaken Luo Bao and others are all going to die.
What's more terrifying is--
"Leave it to me!"
As soon as Qi Niang saw people running away, she could still exert her strength again, speeding up...
"Fuck..."
I don't know who it is at the scene, and I can't help but swear. Is this a human? Obviously it was pierced through the chest, the knife was still wearing, even the skull was blown open, and the knife was also chopped. It was so vigorous! ?
This is definitely not a person!
But what everyone didn't know was that this kind of curse Qiniang had already been injured before she would fall to this point, otherwise she would have to be stronger.
"Huh!"
The terrifying curse of Qi Niang must be net and Yisen, and is about to pounce on a group of the slowest retreats, and also out of Prajna Village! Seeing that another tragedy is about to break out...
"Quickly—"
Yao Haiming's heart is bleeding, because among the group of people who are about to suffer, there are the elites of their pharmacist union, and their union can't afford it anymore.
But even so, he doesn't regret his trip, because the people here are worthy of their sacrifice. Here are all the relatives of Bai Ye and Yu Kouzhong, and the family of their benefactors!
just……
Heartache!
"Prajna! Open--" Ji Fu's voice rang out quietly at this moment. It rang from all directions, and his voice rose.
"Huh!"
"Swish!"
The Prajna Village suddenly rushed from the ground in all directions, setting off waves of aura of light! As soon as these spiritual lights came out, it was like a natural barrier, directly blocking the steel bar-like claws.
This is not over yet!
"Sacrifice, spiritual blood!"
With Ji Fu's head in the line, cutting his fingertips towards a certain position of Lingmang, and writing a rune, the village of Prajna and the Seven Elders have also been separated by blood.
"Sacrifice, spiritual blood--"
All the members of Prajna Village drank in unison, and wisps of blood flowed out of their fingertips, and gathered towards the runes written by their heads.
For a time--