If the mysterious man only targets Siyi at the beginning, it is not so important for Siyi that the mysterious man is dead or alive.

But he should never, never, never touch his woman!

"Ah!!! You, God, you have hidden your strength! " The mysterious man's head and hands were pinched and exploded by Si Yi, leaving only one flesh body and two feet. He roared at Si Yi from the bottom of his soul.

Although the mysterious man's head is no longer there, he can still talk. That's because when the high spiritual cultivator reaches a certain level of strength, even if the body is destroyed and the soul is still there, he is not really dead.

Yunjian, formerly known as the God of witches for thousands of years, was killed by the mysterious man. It was the body and soul that were destroyed together. It should have been spirited away.

So the body of the mysterious man is destroyed by Si Yi at the moment, and the soul can still shout.

As long as the soul is not destroyed and the body is gone, the higher immortals are only seriously injured. When they find the body that can be boarded, they can still be resurrected.

It's not so easy to kill the soul of a higher cultivator.

Of course, it's not difficult for Si Yi to destroy the soul of a high spiritual man.

"Die." Si Yi transferred his life-long powerful spiritual power to a point. There was no color in his cold eyes.

It was at the moment when Si Yi wanted to launch a final attack on the mysterious man and completely destroy the soul of the mysterious man, so that the mysterious man could not come again.

"Start self explosion! Self explosion! Self explosion! ha-ha! Even if I die, I will be buried by the God of witches! " The mysterious man used the whistle from his soul to rush the three remaining black robed people not far away.

There are only three people left in the blink of an eye.

In the past, the wizard who led the Yulong continent from the lowest continent to the first continent throne in thousands of continents was not simple!

But the mystery man has a hand.

Three people in black robes take orders, just like three puppets. They pour their soul power into their hearts and detonate their Dantian in a few seconds!

Every immortal cultivator in thousands of continents has a fatal mace!

Pour your life-long spiritual power into your heart and ignite the Dantian, then you can let the energy from the deep soul produce self explosive energy.

That is to say, it will explode on the spot!

These three black robed people started their own explosion and exploded beside Yunjian. Even if Yunjian could not be killed, the children in Yunjian's belly would never live!

Seeing this scene, Si Yi didn't even think about it. He took back his last attack on the mysterious man by gathering his spiritual power. He rushed to Yunjian.

Flash to Yunjian, put one hand around Yunjian's waist, without hesitation at all. Si Yi encircles Yunjian's abdomen, carefully holds Yunjian, and directly flashes for more than ten meters.

This process, no more than three seconds.

"Boom!"

Three seconds later, a loud sound broke the sky.

The three men in black burst into a pool of blood.

"Ah!" The mysterious man peeled off his body on the spot and screamed painfully. With a little power of his opponent, his soul left the body and fled here in great embarrassment.

The three black robed people burst out all around themselves, and there was no place to live.

Luo Jiajun and others were all involved in it, and the death was extremely tragic.

Just now, except for a cloud paper, which was protected by Si Yi to death in his strong chest, and there was not a hair missing, the rest of them were flesh and blood!

Si Yi uses his back to resist the pressure of the three black robed people on Yunjian.

After everything was back to silence, Yunjian came out of Si Yi's arms.

"Xiaojian, are you ok?" Si Yi reaches for cloud paper and checks to see if she is injured.

Seeing that Yunjian was not hurt at all, he was relieved.

"You... You hurt?" Cloud paper looked up and saw that under his handsome face, there was a bloodstain left on the corner of his lips, and her heart tightened.

His back was blown up by the power of the self explosion of the three black robes just now, even the clothes he was wearing were oppressed. The smooth skin behind him was even more bloody.

Seeing her sad face, he hugged her into his arms, and regardless of his own injuries, he drew a smile that made the world lose its luster:

"Xiaojian, you're OK."