Chapter 1698

Yang Yiyun felt the evil spirit released by the old devil Wu Mingquan from a long distance. As he guessed, the old devil was strong again.

It's not only Yang Yiyun who is shocked by the old devil's breath, but also Sanxian and Sirius Zhenjun who are locked by the old devil's breath.

Sirius real Jun's face was heavy and said: "there's something wrong with you. This demon's strength is close to the level of wuzhuan Sanxian. We're afraid there will be big trouble. We'll do our best, or we'll be killed one by one."

"Yes, Sirius is right. The old devil's breath is comparable to the level of wuzhuan Sanxian. We should try our best not to be careless, otherwise we will all have to go overboard ~" the master of three swords in Tianjian mountain echoed.

"It seems that we all underestimated the strength of the old devil..."

The four people who were watched by the old devil Wu Mingquan were dignified.

But now they have no way back, only fight to the death.

Moreover, the old devil would not give them any chance to retreat and escape at all, and they would attack the four after they were transformed into huge bodies.

When the huge fist came, it didn't speed at all because of its huge force. It almost hit the four people like lightning.

"Boom..."

After a boom, the four scattered in confusion, but they were not injured, and they did not fight against the old devil Wu Mingquan.

"Up..."

Three immortals and a blood person, the demon lord Sirius, dodged the blow of wumingquan, and then swished to attack the old devil. They each had magic weapons in their hands to summon them out. They thought of the old devil wumingquan's attack from three directions with powerful breath power.

Yang Yiyun and yunleishou are hiding in the sky. They are very interested in watching the battle. At this moment, the old devil's mouth shows a strange smile.

He said to himself, "I'm afraid someone will have bad luck..."

As expected, when the four attacked Wu Mingquan, the old devil was full of evil spirit. When the four were close to him for three meters

Yang Yiyun saw the skeletons in Wu Mingquan's evil spirit, It's also a skeleton made up of evil Qi.

When looking at this scene, Yang Yiyun said: "damn... This old devil, damn it."

In his eyes, the skull was a soul. When he came out of the old devil's evil spirit, it was the skull and the ferocious faces, crossed between the virtual and the real.

Yang Yiyun felt the breath of soul from the breath of countless skeletons. It must be the old devil who refined his soul after killing mortals and became the soul of demon slaves.

There are men and women, old and young, and even a few years old.

When these skeletons with powerful evil spirit come out of the body of the old devil wumingquan, they become normal human size.

At this moment, all the strong resentments soared to the sky, and the essence could be seen. After the outburst of resentments, they gathered together, and even directly broke through the cloud thunder array and went straight to the sky.

"Hiss..."

Yang Yiyun takes in cold air. How many people have killed to form such a strong resentment?

One hundred thousand, one million? Or more?

It's just that these skeletons or demons resent spirits. I don't know what evil the old devil did to make mortals have such strong resentment?

Yang Yiyun is not surprised that resentment can break through or through the cloud thunder array, because the cloud thunder array is the real thunder power, but resentment is still a stream of resentment, not the real power, so the cloud thunder array can't stop it.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun really understood or understood why the practitioners had to distinguish the right way from the evil way.

The old devil slaughtered so many mortals that he didn't even think about heaven's punishment. This is the devil's way. He can do whatever he wants.

Although the right generation sometimes have hypocrites, such as those immortals who never die. Although they calculate on Yunmen, Yang Yiyun knows that none of them dare to kill so many mortals, and after killing them, they have to refine their souls into the souls of demons.

And then use it to turn it into a part of one's own strength, and the resentment will make the world lose its color.

Practitioners also kill people, but few of them kill mortals. They kill millions or even tens of millions of mortals and practice with mortal souls.

But the demons did it without any scruples.

Some of the practitioners may kill mortals, but they never dare to kill so many.It's the friars that the practitioners kill, not the mortals.

If the right practitioners dare to kill mortals in this way, they will become ashes under the thunder when they are going through the disaster, or they may breed demons and kill themselves.

All under the heaven, Yang Yiyun can't figure out how the devil dares to do so?

Yang Yiyun looked at the angry faces full of ferocious pain, which must be controlled by the old devil with some secret method.

Dead can not be super life, the soul will be so so.

It really made Yang Yiyun's eyes red.

It's not his compassion, but... He's also a mortal. He's a mortal after all. Seeing these demons controlled by the old devil, his heart roared.

"Damn it, ten thousand times."

Yang Yiyun gritted his teeth.

But at this moment, the endless spirit released by the old devil has already entangled the three immortals and Sirius.

"Wu Wu Wu... Hou hou..."

There is no other sound between heaven and earth, only a cry full of resentment.

What Yang Yiyun heard at this moment, he thought, was the real cry of ghosts and wolves.

Between familiarity, Yang Yiyun saw that the four were completely buried in the monstrous spirit.

However, the old devil laughed wildly. With the joint efforts of his hands, he suddenly threw his hand at the spirit of the three immortals and Sirius.

"Boom..."

After two loud noises, the ghost dissipated a large area, in which there were two screams.

Then two beams of light burst out from the endless demons.

A gold, a blood.

Gold gives Yang Yiyun the feeling of a strong sword, and blood with is monstrous.

The next moment, however, the three swordsmen of Tianjian mountain rushed out with their hair on their hair. He held a sword in his hand, a broken sword to be exact, but the broken sword had a sense of desolation. The sword was full of the whole fairyland of Yunmen.

And followed by is a blue hair, face covered with veins of Sirius true gentleman, at this time of Sirius true gentleman a hands into wolf claws, have sharp cold light flash.

The two men broke free, but they were not so lucky. They turned into blood mist, but they were controlled by the devil and killed by the old devil Wu Mingquan.

The three swordsmen of Tianjian mountain and the real king of Sirius never thought that the old devil had raised such a huge ghost. After they escaped, they appeared half empty and their faces were blue.

"Don't be afraid of being punished by heaven if you kill mortals and refine souls as slaves. Today, I will kill you." It was master Sanjian who spoke.

"If we don't get rid of this evil, the foundation of the world of cultivators will be destroyed." Sirius true king also deep voice mouth.

"Hahaha... I'm from the upper world. Do you think I'm afraid of heaven's punishment from the cultivation world? I'm kidding. Today I'll see you become demon slaves. Hahaha..." old devil Wu Mingquan laughs.

"Kill..." then the old devil gave a killing order, but countless demons turned to the disciples of the five holy places in the world of cultivation and went away like a storm.

However, in the battle of the others in the field, the four King Kong under the devil and Qiu Ba fight against the five holy masters Miaoxian and others, but they have already killed the Lord of Tianjian mountain and the Lord of Bailian mountain villa, and the remaining Miaoxian and the Lord of daozhong, together with the Holy master of Shenfu lingzong, seem to have no long-term support.

But more than ten thousand demons, after the old devil wumingquan released part of the demons' spirits and spirits, were among them. The disciples who thought about the five holy places of the first practitioners rushed to them.

As for the other three immortals and the three vajras under the demon, they are in the same fight.

At this moment, Yang Yiyun hid himself in the sky, and finally sighed.

He didn't want to see it any more. Although the Sanxian cultivator was hateful, he still felt that the devil was the most hateful when he saw the evil spirits refined by the old devil Wu Mingquan.

As for the calculation of several immortals, he would not let it go. But among the five holy land disciples of the cultivator, he made a decision after comparing with the demons.

A flash appeared in the high altitude of the battlefield. With a wave of his hand, the flying demon, Thunder Tiger and other Terran friars in the heaven and earth pot space were all released, and slowly said: "kill all the demon friars, and kill none of them..."