Han Yang looked up and saw endless demonic insects everywhere he could see.

If you use the Tiandao Zen Singing to kill them all the way, even if you are exhausted and exhausted, you will not be able to kill them all.

The fifth floor of the Shen Ruins is a demon soul hell.

"Tianyuan Shenwei!"

After a moment's hesitation, Han Yang performed his latest learned technique.

A ray of white-gold light enveloped him.

puff!

puff!

Puff puff...

Immediately, the demonic insects that pounced on Han Yang hit the light of Tianyuan's divine power and turned into ashes.

efficient?

Grinning, Han Yang rose into the air and flew into the distance.

As soon as he rose into the air, he immediately became the target of all demonic soul attacks.

Countless demonic insects buzzed towards him.

Then one after another died under the power of Tianyuan.

As time went by, it transformed from a low-level demonic insect into a humanoid demonic soul.

These humanoid demon souls are also as crazy as demon insects.

But among them, the humanoid demon soul with the white line behind it has attack methods and can try to attack Han Yang with the spirit attack.

These attacks were naturally easily blocked by the light of Tianyuan Divine Power.

In this way, Han Yang moved forward in the ocean of demon souls.

Wherever he passed, no matter how powerful the demon soul was, it could not stop him.

Even the giant demon soul, which was several miles tall, was burned to death after hitting Tianyuan Shenwei.

Unstoppable.

He was like a branding iron dropped in butter, smooth and smooth all the way.

Gradually, Han Yang discovered a pattern.

The strength of a demon soul has nothing to do with its size.

It's the line behind them.

Wireless's demon soul is the lowest level. No matter how big the body is, it will die at the first touch.

The white thread demon soul will not die easily unless it hits Tianyuan Shenwei head-on.

The huge white-lined demon soul will not die even if a big hole is knocked out of its body.

Above the white line is the yellow line.

Above the yellow line is the red line.

Above the red line is the blue line!

At the blue line level, Tianyuan Shenwei can no longer harm it, so it can only be killed with the Tiandao Zen Singing Slash.

Phew!

With a roar.

Ahead, countless demon souls spread out like a tide.

Even the blue-lined demon soul started to run away in confusion, as if it had encountered a nemesis.

boom!

A black light suddenly appeared in front of Han Yang.

Wherever it passed, all the demon souls were blown to pieces.

This is a humanoid demon soul.

There are two horns on the head, and the appearance is extremely handsome. There are no four-color lines on the back, and there is only a black mark between the eyebrows!

Phew!

As soon as this black-level demon soul appeared, it roared angrily at Han Yang.

"Three Realms of Great Perfection?!"

Han Yang could clearly sense that the aura emitted by the black-level demon soul had reached the level of the Great Perfection of the Three Realms.

With his roar, those low-level demon souls seemed to be summoned, flying towards Han Yang as moths flew into the flames.

Puff puff puff.

No matter how fierce the divine power of Tianyuan is, they are not afraid of death and go forward one after another.

A stick of incense!

Two sticks of incense!

Han Yang stood erect in the void, not dodging or avoiding, and allowed these demon spirits to collide with him.

His body was like a whirlpool.

Countless demon souls rushed towards him and then disappeared.

One hour.

Two hours.

The demonic tide seems endless and continues to advance.

The star energy in Han Yang's body was rapidly depleting.

Three hours later, Han Yang, who had reached the Great Perfection of the Four Realms, had actually consumed most of his energy.

What a terrifying area this is.

Anyone who falls into the Great Perfection of the Four Realms will surely die.

However, Han Yang is Han Yang!

boom!

The poison-locking technique in the body opened a gap, and the energy of the relic was transformed into the energy of the stars.

In an instant, Han Yang returned to his prime.

one day!

Two days!

Time passes.

Han Yang kept running out and recovering.

The black-level demon soul finally realized that this method could not kill this outsider who exuded the fragrance of a living creature.

"sigh!"

He changed his tone and roared again.

After burning the incense, another black-level demon soul appeared.

After two sticks of incense, five black-level demon souls appeared.

As time goes by, the number of black-level demon souls continues to increase.

ten!

Dozens!

Hundred!

Half a day later, a total of one hundred and eight black-level demon souls appeared around Han Yang.

"Bah!"

The first black-level demon soul roared angrily.

Then, all the black-level demon souls roared and rushed towards Han Yang.

Zheng!

The sound of swords sounded.

…

After another stick of incense.

One hundred and eight black-level demon souls all fell, and Han Yang, who tested some virtual and real ones, stepped through the void and continued to move forward.
To be continued...