The Ultimate Sword Master

The soul-destroying magical power was naturally prepared for special beings like Zhang Yuan. Whether it was the witch back then or the grandson of the phantom demon later... Facing this magical power, almost no one had the power to fight back. As a Yin demon, Zhang Yuan naturally had no ability to fight back. exception.

"hold head high!"

Also at this time.

The divine dragon had already caught up, and under the five-color divine light, his body... dissolved faster!

Zhang Yuan also had a decisive temper. He gritted his teeth and cut off 99% of his body. Only a trace of the evil spirit remained, which turned into a ray of evil wind and escaped far away.

this time.

But he didn't say any harsh words.

Things were a bit sinister, and every time he said harsh words, he would be beaten severely. He felt that for the sake of his own life, there was nothing wrong with keeping a low profile for a while.

As for Zhou Fan...

What Zhou Fan?

I don’t know how long I ran away.

After making sure that Gu Han and Chongming didn't catch up, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment.

Only then did he have time to observe the bloody cage, and at the same time he also noticed the shouts of killing coming from time to time.

Quietly.

He sneaked to the nearest battlefield and observed it secretly to make sure there were no such people as Chongming and Gu Han.

This battlefield is larger.

There were originally thousands of people fighting here, but now only less than half of them were left.

only.

The remaining people were deeply affected by the Blood Restriction. Their murderous intentions became more and more intense, their rationality became less and less, and they acted without any scruples. They could no longer distinguish between their own side and the enemy.

Observed for a while.

He felt there was no problem, so he turned into a wisp of evil wind again, quietly sneaked into the battlefield, and got directly into the brow of an Ascension Realm monk.

In an instant.

The monk's figure stagnated, and the look in his eyes quickly dimmed. His eyes were blank and motionless.

This is the special ability of Yin Demon.

Sneaking into the monk's body and feeding on the opponent's five senses and memories, although the soul is still there and the body is not destroyed, the five senses and memories are not there, and it is no different from a walking corpse.

Just for a moment.

The hundreds of monks here have fallen into his trap and have completely become zombies.

Traveling through several battlefields in a row.

He finally regained most of his strength, no longer had to be sneaky, and finally regained the dignity of being a Yin Demon.

"Unexpected."

He sighed, "I can still have such a good fortune. It is said that blessings come from misfortunes, and misfortunes come from blessings... Haha, this is my blessed place!"

"Wait!"

The scar is healed and the pain is forgotten.

He started to speak cruelly again, "When I recover, I will make sure you try my methods!"

Said.

He was looking for the next battlefield again.

"kindness?"

Before he found the battlefield, he suddenly felt a familiar aura. It seemed that someone was using the magical power of Yuan Demon Palace, which he had left behind back then!

"What a coincidence!"

"Meet another junior!"

…

boom!

boom!

Loud noises kept coming, and the fat man, wearing golden armor, was chasing the Yuan Demon Palace elder with a violent hammer.

This golden armor was the magical power he realized when he broke through the Feathering Realm. It was made by breaking the golden bell into one hundred and eight pieces and then reassembling it. It was majestic, domineering, practical...it fit his style very well.

The only drawback.

It just shows off her figure a bit.

behind him.

Feng Xi and Gu Tian watched the battle quietly.

Gradually awakening Shi Feng's true spirit, Feng Xi's combat prowess was incomparable. Coupled with Fatty and Gu Tian, ​​it was extremely easy to deal with these people. However, at Fatty's strong request, he kept the elder who made him urinate.

"talk!"

"Why is the fat man not worthy of being Fu Yulin?"

The fat man shows off his power.

The elder who was severely injured by Feng Xi was beaten until he vomited blood. From time to time, he would torture his soul, "The father of the fat man got this name. Why don't you use it if you don't want it?"

"Who are you?"

"..."

The elder was so aggrieved that he almost vomited blood.

Why!

This fake Fu Yulin is so difficult to deal with and so shameless!

"stop!"

Suddenly.

A majestic voice sounded, and a wisp of dark wind suddenly blew through the field, and Zhang Yuan's figure instantly appeared in front of several people.

"What the hell!"

The fat man's heart trembled and he immediately retreated.

Instinct told him.

Zhang Yuan is very difficult to mess with!

"You junior!"

Zhang Yuan glanced at the elder with a disappointed look on his face, "It's so ineffective!"

"you……"

As an elder of Yuan Mo Palace, he was naturally familiar with Zhang Yuan’s appearance and immediately recognized his identity, “Are you... the master of the palace?”

"snort!"

Zhang Yuan's face was slightly cold, "One or two of them will bring shame to the Yuan Demon Palace!"

"That's all."

He sneered, ignored the elder, and looked at the three fat men, "You will be unlucky if you meet me..."

Half the story.

His pupils shrank suddenly, but he saw Gu Tian!

boom!

Nature.

Gu Tian also saw him, a violent look flashed in his eyes, and the demonic flames rose instantly from his body!

"Roar!"

In an instant.

Four demonic shadows separated from him and directly surrounded Zhang Yuan!

The opposite of Yuan Yi.

Gu Tian has an obsession in his heart and does not want to be influenced by the devil. He has been trying his best to restrain himself. However, even so, his cultivation level increased a lot in the previous battle, and he had no choice but to differentiate into the fourth demonic shadow, and in the Blood Restriction Under the influence of , this fourth demonic shadow... was shockingly blood red!

"True devil..."

"Blood Demon..."

"How can it be!"

Zhang Yuan's body trembled slightly and he looked at Gu Tian, ​​unable to speak clearly, "This... this... this..."

pressure.

Still from Gu Tian.

Facing Gu Han and even Chongming, although both of them had magical powers to restrain him, he just refused to accept it and wanted to go back for revenge. However, he saw the pure and extremely pure demonic energy in Gu Tian, ​​as well as the trace of natural suppression. With his magical power, he suddenly lost his composure.

Afraid!

Scared to the core!

It has nothing to do with identity, strength, background...!

Just because... Gu Tian is the absolute superior, the one at the top of the food chain!

And he, Zhang Yuan... is just an insignificant inferior, a slave-like existence!

"Yin Demon Zhang Yuan!"

With a plop, he knelt directly in front of Gu Tian, ​​trembling, "Meet the Demon Lord!"

boom!

Gu Tian didn't say anything, and the demonic energy was rolling, revealing his somewhat vicissitudes of life.

The figure swayed.

He had already arrived in front of Zhang Yuan and grabbed his neck!

"Demon Lord... have mercy on me!"

He trembled and begged for mercy. He had no courage to resist and could not resist at all.

Gu Tian ignored him. A wisp of demonic energy, like a living creature, penetrated into the center of his eyebrows in an instant, and all his memories were known in the blink of an eye!

"my son……"

He didn't kill Zhang Yuan, he threw him away, looked into the distance, and murmured to himself, "Over there..."

"My lord!"

Zhang Yuan spent the rest of his life trembling and said: "Could it be that... the one I just met is the young master?"

"Take me... to find him!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Zhang Yuan hurriedly responded, "The Lord has an order, Zhang Yuan dares to die if he fails to obey?"

Lord?

Little Lord?

The fat man blinked.

"uncle."

He quietly approached Gu Tian, ​​but he didn't dare to get too close. He said coquettishly: "Gu Han and I are as close as brothers. You see, if you accept one, you also want both, why not..."

"What's the meaning?"

The fat man said pitifully: "You... still need an adopted son?"

aside.

Feng Xi stopped drinking and almost burned him.