Every time the ancient demons attacked, the enemy was cut off their heads or bodies and splashed out. All kinds of dark demons rushed around the crowd like trapped beasts coming out of the cage, destroying the will and resistance of the disciples of the Poxuan Mansion and the Soul Hall. They screamed and prayed, and died in despair.

The pure and flawless snow-capped mountains have become Shura Purgatory, with blood gathering, flowing like a trickle of streams, with residual limbs all over the body and corpses flying.

In a short while, the disciples of these two forces died and injured more than a thousand times" and "Novels.

Zhang Ao, Cao Guan and others' eyes were red, and they roared wildly, trying to resist, but in front of Li Rong and others, they were powerless and could only let them slaughter.

All the casualties in the extraordinary realm were killed or injured.

The four people entered the holy realm gradually became discontinued.

Zhang Ao had extraordinary methods, and the aftermath of the attack even attacked several ancient demons with low strength, which made Li Rong more and more merciless.

Yang Kai paid attention to all this indifferently and deeply realized that shíme is called the prey of the weak.

As shíjiān passed, the battle gradually subsided.

The dead bodies were covered with foam, and the ancient demons were covered in blood, roaring to the sky, as if they could not hide the intention of killing in their hearts. The evil aura that soared into the sky gathered together, making this world seem very depressing.

In the Xuan Mansion, the Battle Soul Hall, three of them were killed on the spot, only Zhang Ao was captured alive.

The thick blood ray wrapped around him like a rope, making him unable to move. Lirong lifted him in front of Yang Kai, waiting for Yang Kai's hair to fall.

Standing at the center of Shura Purgatory, Yang Kai closed his eyes and indulged the huge traction power from the sea of ​​consciousness, scattered the soul energy scattered between heaven and earth.

Zhang Ao was waiting in fear, not knowing that zìjǐ would face a shíme-like fate. He was sweating from his originally energetic face and looked at Yang Kai in horror.

After a while, Yang Kai slowly opened his eyes and looked down at Zhang Ao in front of him.

"Saint Lord Yang... Zhang is a strong man at least. This time you have a lot of people around me. Zhang will definitely surrender to your success. I will listen to your order in the future!" Before Yang Kai spoke, Zhang Ao hurriedly expressed his opinion, fearing that Yang Kai would kill him immediately.

Seeing that he was so timid and cowardly, Lirong and others couldn't help but show a look of contempt.

"One strong man... is indeed not bad. He chased me and ran away for several months." Yang Kai nodded slightly. "But I am not interested in you. The strength I gather in my hands is enough. One more you is not much, and one less you is not much. Keeping you seems to be harmful to me."

"You don't know how to do it, you can even ask me to do shíme..." Zhang Ao was frightened and turned his gaze to Wu Jie and shouted in a low voice: "Master Wu, please help me with your and my friendship for many years."

Wu Jie sighed deeply: "Brother Zhang... God can still forgive the evils, but he can't live... Wu advised you to stop when you see the good things. But you insist on it. Now you subvert it, you ask Wu to say shíme? Moreover, Wu is also protected by the Holy Lord to survive. How can you speak here?"

Seeing that Wu Jie refused zìjǐ's request, Zhang Ao couldn't help but feel a little discouraged and said hurriedly: "Master Yang, I have a secret. As long as you promise not to kill me, I can tell you."

"Secret?" Yang Kai laughed and said, "Who is the secret? Your secret is worth me?"

"This secret is the legendary mystery. I think Holy Lord Yang should be interested. Since you are the Holy Lord, sooner or later, you will reach the top level of the third level of the Saint Entry Realm. Such a strong man pursues the Starry Sky Avenue!" Zhang Ao said in a low voice.

Yang Kai raised his eyebrows, couldn't help but be interested, leaned over and stared at him, and asked, "Will you reach the mystery of the starry sky?"

"Because Zhang has experienced it once, it seems that he is in the endless starry sky, with the stars around him, which is very strange..."

"Master, this guy is delaying shíjiān, or making a fuss." Han Fei shouted coldly.

Yang Kai raised his hand and signaled Zhang Ao: "Continue to talk."

Seeing that he seemed really interested, Zhang Ao suddenly became a lot and said quickly: "And there is a very qíguài power surging there. Even if Zhang has entered the two-level realm of Saint, he still has some ganjiào that he can't bear, and it seems that his whole person is going to be crushed into pieces. I think that only those who enter the three-level realm of Saint can withstand such terrifying energy on their body."

Yang Kai frowned. What Zhang Ao said was very similar to his experience in the starry sky. He couldn't help but think that what Zhang Ao said was true, not a random fabrication. It is difficult for people who have been to the starry sky to accurately describe all this.

After pondering for a while, Yang Kai grinned: "What you said is quite like, but this is like the starry sky? Why are you there the starry sky?"

"To be honest with Master Yang, Zhang also cared about it at first, but one day I suddenly picked up a very strange stone in the sect. The stone did not look like it belonged to this continent... In the following years, Zhang often found some strange scattered stones there until one day Zhang got something."

"Shíme things?" Yang Kai shouted in a deep voice.

"That thing is in Zhang's Qiankun bag. You can check it yourself. After you see it, you will tell whether Zhang is talking nonsense." Zhang Ao signaled.

Yang Kai glanced at his Qiankun bag, reached out to take it down, and when he was about to open it, Li Rong quickly stepped forward: "Master, let me do it."

She clearly distrusts Zhang Ao, afraid that Zhang Ao would move his hands and feet in the Qiankun bag.

Upon hearing this, Yang Kai nodded slightly and handed the Qiankun bag to Lirong.

Lirong took it, opened the Qiankun bag, and before she could carefully investigate, a strange and strange force suddenly flew out from the pocket, which was directly imprinted into Lirong's beautiful eyes and disappeared.

Lirong's movements were instantly stiff, and her delicate body trembled slightly, as if she was suffering from great pain.

"It's true that something strange!" Han Fei's expression turned cold, and he slapped Zhang Ao with no help. In the face of shíhou, who had not yet stood up, he broke half of his bones.

"Don't beat him to death!" Yang Kai hurriedly stopped him, his face gloomy as water, and hurried forward to observe Lirong's injuries.

If Li Rong hadn’t proposed it on her own initiative just now, I’m afraid that she would be hit at this moment!

"I'm fine... it's just a wisp of divine thoughts attack." Lirong held zìjǐ's forehead and said softly, "The power of bewitching control has been resolved."

Both of them are at the two levels of the saint, Zhang Ao's secret arrangements naturally have no effect on Lirong.

Zhang Ao's eyes were dull and he looked a little unwilling.

What he didn't mean was that even if this wisp of divine thought attacked Yang Kai, it would not have any effect.

He tried hard to lure Yang Kai to investigate Qiankun Bag and control it in one fell swoop, but unfortunately he failed.

After being hit by Han Fei, Zhang Ao spread out on the ground, pumping the air conditioner in pain, looking at everyone with a complicated expression.

Yang Kai laughed a few times, walked to Zhang Ao, and nodded slightly: "I'm very brave! Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Zhang Ao's eyes were filled with resentment and helplessness. Without saying a word, it was obviously a hope that he had no hope this time.

After looking at him for a while, Yang Kai waved impatiently: "Kill!"

Zhang Ao shouted angrily: "If you kill me, don't ever think about that secret!"

He also wants to make his last effort.

The answer to him was Han Fei's fatal blow.

Unconsciously, Zhang Ao's soul energy escaped from the sea of ​​consciousness and was absorbed by Yang Kai.

The soul and soul body escaped into the sea of ​​consciousness. Yang Kai carefully placed the soul power belonging to Zhang Ao in a corner. When he was free in the future, he would carefully investigate it.

He was quite interested in the secret that Zhang Ao said before his death.

There were only one person in the Battle Soul Palace that died. Wu Jie, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but feel sad and sad, and he was even more secretly grateful. Fortunately, he had talked to Yang Kai two or three years ago. Otherwise, his fate of the Netherworld Sect would definitely be with these people today, and he would never be spared.

"Witch Chest, are you from the Netherworld Sect dead?" Yang Kai turned his head and looked at him.

Wu Jie shook his head slowly: "I was running away and sent a message to the deputy sect leader and asked him to take people away. Zhang Ao and the others were eager to chase you, and I'm afraid there was no shíjiān to care about these things. The only people who died here were the people from Poxuan Mansion and the War Soul Hall, and even the people from Guyue Cave Heaven and Rashomen seemed to have been abandoned by them."

"This is the best." Yang Kai nodded slightly.

"My people are gone and go away..." Wu Jie sensed slightly, "Sir, can I call them over?"

Yang Kai nodded and stopped him.

"Master Li..." The newly promoted two new commanders, Silver Teeth and Bloody Sphur, rushed over until then, holding a Qiankun bag in their hands, and reported: "The corpses of the coffin slaves that can be found are all collected here."

Lirong looked dim and reached out to take it.

Yang Kai glanced at her and said softly: "Jie Ai, Senior Coffin Slave has fulfilled his wish."

“What the Lord said is.”

"Let's rest here for a night tonight. You all adapt to the outside, and you are ready to clean up. We will go back tomorrow morning."

"Yes!" Lirong took the order and went busy with Han Fei and others.

It was not until this shíhou that the demon patterns covering the ancient demon clan gradually dissipated, and the strong evil aura as solid gradually disappeared, and the atmosphere suppressed between heaven and earth finally eased a lot.

Nearly a thousand ancient demons died in this battle, but the number was small, only twenty or thirty. The still alive buried them on the spot and burst into tears.

I have been longing for countless years and looking forward to it for countless years. It was not until today that I finally came out of the little mysterious world. But I didn't expect that I had lost my life before I could see this. My companions who were still alive naturally felt sorry for them.
Chapter completed!