Let Go Of That Primordial Man

The god-man Tao Zhu died. He was beaten to death.

Mr. Niu's tough old lady, Wang Yaya, brandished the thick wooden stick that she had snatched and brutally beat her for more than ten minutes.

When Wang Yaya's forehead was covered with sweat, she finally stopped beating her.

The divine man Tao Zhu, who was known as a master among gods and men, lost his life in the hands of Wang Yaya in this aggrieved way.

During the whole process, he had no chance to fight back.

The only resistance, or struggle, was to use a pair of thick arms to protect his head and face; although, this was of no use.

As for Mr. Niu, Mang and other locals, they were completely reduced to spectators in this process.

There is no intention at all to step forward and take action together.

The biggest reason was that when they looked at the helpless and struggling figure of the god Tao Tzu, a trace of unbearable delusion arose in their hearts.

On the other hand, they were shocked by the sudden change in the battlefield situation and Wang Yaya's fierceness.

Therefore, they were dumbfounded as they watched this tragedy unfold; as they watched Yao Zhu, who beat them like dogs, was completely beaten into a dead dog by Wang Yaya...

Of course, for a being like Shenren Yaozhu, physical death is definitely not the complete end of life.

At the moment when the body of Yongzhu was completely lifeless, a green soul suddenly shot out from the almost moldy head of Yongzhu.

Shenhun looks small, that is, less than half a foot tall.

But its appearance is very strange, with an elephant head, a leopard tail, and two tusks that are almost half the body length, growing out of its mouth, which is extremely strange.

As soon as the soul of Yongzhu appeared, it immediately jumped towards the sky, looking like it was about to escape from this place.

No! Stop this soul quickly. After seeing this, Mr. Niu quickly shouted.

As he spoke, he suddenly threw the Heaven Punishing Ax in his hand at the divine soul. After hearing the words, the other people immediately reacted and attacked the divine soul one after another.

It's a pity that no matter it is Mr. Niu's Xingtian Ax.

Neither the throwing spears in the hands of Mang and others, nor even the thick wooden stick in Wang Yaya's hands could cause any harm to this spirit.

The seemingly wild attack suddenly penetrated through the phantom in Yongzhu Yuanshen's body; this thing seemed to have no substance.

Seeing Yongzhu's soul flying thousands of meters into the sky.

At this moment, Mr. Niu realized something; so he quickly chanted the magic formula and displayed the Purple Night Divine Thunder.

Suddenly, a thick thunder struck Yongzhu's soul; the thunder method was originally designed to cause huge damage to things similar to spiritual bodies.

What's more, the Purple Night Thunder that Master Niu used contained dozens of purple thunders squeezed out of his body.

These purple thunderbolts are all the essence of the Purple Thunder Tribulation of Nirvana; even the soul of Yongzhu is extremely powerful and solid, and it is very painful after being hit by such a shot.

First, after Yongzhu's soul was struck by lightning, he was paralyzed for several breaths.

Then his color began to fade rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye; after the paralysis time passed, Yongzhu's soul let out a scream.

Then, as if he had encountered the most terrifying natural enemy, he accelerated and fled frantically.

Mr. Niu originally wanted to catch up and add another shot to this guy; but he found that after losing his flying sword, his flying speed was far from Shenhun's opponent.

I couldn't help but give up on this quite tempting plan.

Anyway, there is still a second blockade set up by Zhao Wuji; with Zhao Wuji's strength, there is no way for Yongzhu's soul to escape...

Sure enough, just ten seconds later, in the airspace dozens of miles away.

After the various powerful spells were cast, a huge noise was heard; if nothing else happened, Yongzhu would completely fall from this today.

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In the daze, it was Wang Yaya's voice that brought Mr. Niu back to his senses quickly:

My dear son, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and clean the battlefield. This big man is a god. Why don't you come and find out if he has anything good with you.

Then, Wang Yaya was still a little angry and added: Silly boy, you are too honest. I think you will suffer a lot in your life because you are so honest...

He didn't care about the teasing in my mother's mouth.

The first time he reacted, Mr. Niu was like a crazy wild dog, jumping towards Yongzhu's body; just as Wang Yaya said:

After Yongzhu's death, who knows if the gods above the Kingdom of God have some secret method to sense this.

It was only right to clean up the battlefield quickly and get rid of the good stuff; so Mr. Niu didn't even have time to treat his own injuries, so he planned to finish the important task of picking up the corpses first.

Rushing in front of Yongzhu, Mr. Niu ripped off the storage bag from his waist.

Without even taking a glance at the contents, he hung it on his waist with ease; because this guy knew that the god's family must be extremely rich, whether he looked at it or not.

Then, a small thing next to Yongzhu's body made Mr. Niu's eyes suddenly light up.

It was a small bronze shield, with a faint radiance that was familiar to Mr. Niu; if I guessed correctly, this was the magic weapon that produced an arc-shaped light shield.

It was probably erupted from the body after Yaozhu died.

Thinking of the amazing protective ability of the light mask, Mr. Niu quickly put such good things into his personal space, feeling relieved in his heart.

Just when Mr. Niu was about to continue taking action, he suddenly realized something.

He quickly raised his head and said to Wang Yaya, who was still floating a hundred meters high in the air: Mom, why don't you come down and look for something useful?

No need, I found this stick is good and easy to use. Wang Yaya replied.

As she spoke, she swung the thick wooden stick several times again, and the astonishing brute force caused the air where the stick twisted.

Immediately, Wang Yaya said with some dissatisfaction: Unfortunately, this stick is a little too big and is not convenient to carry. It would be better if it could be smaller.

As soon as Wang Yaya finished speaking, the stick quickly became smaller as if he understood.

In the end, it became only as long as Wang Yaya's palm, and then the change stopped. When Wang Yaya saw this, he immediately started to smile.

She pulled up some of her loose hair and fixed it with this stick.

After completing this step, Wang Yaya looked indescribably satisfied and began to murmur in a low voice.

As for Mr. Niu, who was busy searching the body of Yongzhu, he faintly heard his mother saying something like this:

With this good treasure, if the eldest one in the family is dishonest and dares to go around and seduce those little vixens, I will use this treasure to deal with him properly.

, If the little one at home is disobedient and doesn't go around trying to seduce the little vixen, you can use this treasure to take care of him.

For no reason, Mr. Niu broke out in cold sweat, dripping down from his head and face!