Damn It, I’m the Villain Rich Second-generation Father?

The coercion emanating from the white-haired man was so powerful that He Tiancheng almost fell from the air!

He Tiancheng's complexion changed greatly, his heart was horrified, and he quickly stepped back despite the pain in his body!

The white-haired man's voice was accompanied by coercion, which almost made He Tiancheng's body collapse!

He is only in the stage of forming an elixir, and he has not yet cultivated into a primordial spirit!

If the body dies, it is death in the true sense! ! !

So He Tiancheng can really be said to be dying! !

At the same time, the white-haired man's body became more transparent by two points.

The sky and the earth are changing color, the sea is churning.

The space cracks in the sky have also become larger and larger, and the laws are wandering, and the lightning and thunder are especially terrifying.

Under the pressure, He Tiancheng glared at the white-haired man, trying to control the silver striped sword to fight back!

But the white-haired man obviously expected what He Tiancheng wanted to do, and snorted directly, increasing the pressure.

For a time, the river reversed, and the wind raged.

He Tiancheng's face was pale, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his internal organs were torn apart because of such a powerful pressure.

Even at this point, He Tiancheng couldn't move!

The spiritual power in his body has been suppressed to the point where it cannot be mobilized!

Now he is almost no different from mortals! !

The white-haired man just used realm coercion to force He Tiancheng into such a situation!

It's hard to imagine how easy it would be to kill He Tiancheng if he was in the Spirit Transformation stage!

Damn it! !

Is this the gap?

He Tiancheng looked at the white-haired man with red eyes, and was extremely angry and unwilling!

He had never felt such a strong death crisis! !

Never! ! !

He wanted to resist, but the other party didn't give him this chance at all!

The spiritual power in the body is completely suppressed, and it is already difficult to stabilize the body in the air.

Seeing that He Tiancheng was so embarrassed, and there was no possibility of escape, the white-haired man suddenly said: "Boy, you are very talented, you have cultivated to form a pill at a young age, you must really want to live?"

"Why don't you explain to me, how did you destroy my clone?"

"He owns a spiritual weapon of this rank, which can be said to be invincible at the same rank. How could he be planted in your hands?"

The white-haired man stared at He Tiancheng, his tone full of exploration.

He Tiancheng is not stupid. He asked this because he must want to know if he has any secret treasures.

"I'll explain to you, can you let me go?"

He Tiancheng grinned, and blood flowed down his chin to his body.

The white-haired man's eyes flickered, "It's not impossible to let you go."

"It depends on whether you say anything of value."

He Tiancheng stared at him and fell silent.

He had been thinking just now, since the gap is here, why didn't he just kill himself? What are you wasting time for here?

Obviously, there must be a problem here.

Can't it be what he is afraid of?

When He Tiancheng began to think about this issue, he noticed that the white-haired man's body became more and more transparent, and even if his body was covered in golden light, it could not cover up this gradually disappearing feeling.

Seeing this, He Tiancheng was shocked again!

Is he just a paper tiger?

Or is this not his essence at all?

Otherwise, why did he only use coercion instead of direct action?

Could it be that direct action will lead to serious consequences?

"How about it?"

"I don't kill you, you tell me how to do it."

The white-haired man was like a wretched uncle at the moment, seducing the little girl with a lollipop.

Since He Tiancheng found out that something was wrong, how could he be regarded as a real cultivator of the Spirit Transformation stage!

He replied: "Yes, but the ins and outs of this are more complicated, and I can't explain it in a sentence or two."

The white-haired man frowned, "You keep it short."

"I can make a long story short, but I'm afraid you won't be able to wait."

Saying so, He Tiancheng vomited a large pool of blood again.

Hearing this, the white-haired man's complexion changed, and his body was so transparent that it was close to becoming a phantom.

He really didn't have much time.

As his body gradually dissipated, He Tiancheng felt that the pressure on his body was also slowly decreasing.

The spiritual power in his body can also be mobilized for use.

Seeing a trace of panic flashing across the white-haired man's face, He Tiancheng knew it was time to fight back.

So he threw the medicine pill into his mouth, while He Tiancheng narrowed his eyes, "Senior, can you endure it?"

"Now, it's my turn to perform!!"

(End of this chapter)