"Whoosh!"
A scarlet blade shot out like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
It finally and unerringly stabbed into Zhu Ming's body.
Not even the time of a single breath.
Zhu Ming's entire body turned into a dried corpse.
Twenty Little Death God Seals condensed into form.
Afterwards, Qin Chen's gaze swept toward those three Dragon Pattern Deacons.
"Boom!"
At this moment, even though Qin Chen's eyes were extremely indifferent.
But the instant Qin Chen looked at them.
They immediately felt as if a bolt of lightning had cleaved straight into their minds.
Their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably!
"Swish!"
Qin Chen casually pointed, and countless Little Death God Seals instantly flew toward the three Dragon Pattern Deacons.
The three immediately tried to flee.
If they didn't run now, death was the only outcome!
But how could Hu Xuanmu be some useless nobody?
With a lift of his hand, endless Wood Dao Intent wrapped all three of them up.
