Dragon Warrior

The golden blood condenses into shape and blends into the blood. It can no longer be described as a strand or two. As long as Wu Yi is willing, it can be transformed into countless strands, so the strand of demonic energy overflowing from the Soul Devouring Orb , to Wu Yi, there is no threat at all.

Yi Dingtian is a master of the god-forging realm. With Wu Yi's current cultivation base, there is no problem in self-protection, but it is not that simple to kill a cultivator who is in the god-forging realm. The strength of the two is evenly matched. Under the circumstances, the battle is a draw. If Wu Yi can transform into the body of a real dragon, he can burst out with powerful power in an instant, and he can tear Yi to the top of the sky. It's a pity that the golden blood in his body is too thin to make it this far, and Yi tops the sky. His strength is not enough to put so much pressure on Wu Yi to awaken his potential.

So Wu Yi has been thinking about how to kill him quickly to achieve the strongest deterrent effect. When Yi Dingtian was about to escape, he suddenly had an idea and thought of using the evil spirit to activate the strongest god. As a result, Yi Dingtian's unsteady soul body was swallowed by one blow, and the sea of ​​consciousness collapsed. Without the dominance of consciousness, he became a living dead. When he fell, he was killed by the evil blade It pierced through the vital points of the heart, and died directly.

The origin of the Soul-devouring Orb is very mysterious. It once caused the Heavenly God Palace and the Dragon God Palace to chase each other, and even changed the power structure of the Tianyuan Continent. He was afraid that he would not be able to make it, let alone Yi Dingtian who had just stepped into the realm of cultivating the gods, but he couldn't figure out how such a precious treasure would fall into the hands of an unknown boy in Huaxia, with his eyes bulging and his death unsatisfactory.

"Father...Father...you...you idiots, if you don't kill this villain, get up, get up!" Yi Yang looked at Yi Dingtian who was standing upright on the ground, and felt that the world had completely turned upside down. I thought that my father would give these outsiders a loud slap in the face and give them a hard lesson, but I didn't expect Yi Dingtian to die in such a vague way. Not only that, even the usual The guards who bowed to him in the back also knelt on the ground like a wooden man at this moment, without any reaction, as if they had acquiesced to this fact and welcomed their new master.

The winner is king, and the loser is bandit. The reason why these guards in golden armor obeyed Yi Yang's words was because his father had firmly controlled the Valley of Elysium. Now that Yi Dingtian is dead, who would call this 'second ancestor' Put it in your eyes?

Wu Yi also ignored Yiyang, his eyes fell on the group of soldiers, and he asked in a cold voice, "You... and you, are you willing to be loyal to me?"

"I'm willing to listen to my seniors, go through fire and water, and do whatever I want." The sergeants kneeling on the ground replied in unison. After living in the Abyss of Sin for a long time, they have already gotten used to this law of survival, and there is no psychological problem. burden.

"Very good, but let me make it clear first. This time I entered the Abyss of Sin to integrate forces and fight against Heishui City. Most of you, or even the vast majority, will be in this battle of great disparity." Perish, are you still willing?" Wu Yi didn't show any joy on his face, and he laid out his goal without any concealment, to test their reaction.

After hearing this, Yi Yang pointed at the group of soldiers kneeling on the ground, and said with a mocking smile, "Did you hear that? This is a lunatic, an arrogant lunatic, and he came here to drag you to be Cannon fodder, no...it's not even cannon fodder, it's not even a fart, haha...hahahaha...you will all die, and none of you will survive."

Such a severe and sudden blow made the first evil man in the Valley of Elysium go crazy. In his heart, Yi Dingtian was like a god, but he didn't expect this god to fall to the ground in such a haste, without any reason. Be on guard, let him not accept it.

Although Yiyang lost his mind, what he said caused quite a commotion. A sergeant in the late stage of Concentration stood up. Judging by his attire and cultivation, he should be the commander of the guards. He said with a flattering smile: " Senior, my subordinates feel that it is unnecessary to fight against Heishui City. With your strength, you can completely occupy the Valley of Elysium, and then annex some small forces, guarding this piece of paradise, unrestrained, carefree, why take such a big risk? ?”

"Yeah... yeah... no need, no need at all."

"With a master like Senior sitting in charge, we can sit back and relax even more. Why go to the muddy waters of the East China Sea and continue to be the uncrowned king here, wouldn't it be fun?"

"Yes, that's quite true."

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Many people around echoed it, and it was easy for them to change masters, because it would not affect their actual interests, but it was another matter for them to fight against Blackwater City.

"Shua... Shua... Shua... Shua..."

Wu Yi didn't answer them, but made a sudden move, like a ghost, walking through the crowd, the cold light of the evil blade soared, and the God King's Slash roared out, drawing perfect arcs, followed by five good heads They flew up into the sky and lined up neatly in front of him. The crimson blood soared into the sky, more than one meter high, and the pungent smell of blood filled the air, making people want to vomit.

Yiyang, the commander of the guards, and the three people who had just followed him were all killed by Wu Yi. Before he did it, he imprisoned this space with the power of divine consciousness. In front of him, the cultivator in the state of concentration had no power to resist, and he didn't even think about it. Surprise and fear remained in his unclosed eyes, his scalp was numb, and his heart was trembling.

"You...does anyone have any objections to my goal?" Wu Yi flicked his fingers lightly, shaking off the blood on the sword, and asked calmly.

The group of sergeants kneeling on the ground were all trembling with fright, no one dared to speak, and could even clearly hear the sound of teeth clashing, it was an uncontrolled fight caused by excessive fear, and no one dared to speak again. Dare to look at Wu Yi, no one knows who the next target of this devil king will be? What's more, he didn't know which sentence would offend his Ni Lin and bring about his death.

Silence is sometimes a silent protest, but at this moment, it is a complete surrender. No matter what Wu Yi asks them to do, they dare not have any objections, otherwise what awaits them is death. This rule is simple and cruel.

Wu Yi nodded in satisfaction. Such harsh methods did not match his usual style of doing things, but he knew very well that in order to integrate this messy force in the shortest possible time, he had to do so.