Ling Yan wiped the dark blood stains remaining at the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly. His body was already boiling. The temperature of the demon blood was extremely high and the energy was unusually large. After Ling Yan drank it dry, he felt that his body felt hot and urgent.
vent.
I can't wait to rush and kill...
The corpses of the three demon generals that had not yet fallen from the sky had already shriveled up, like deflated rubber balls, and turned into demonic energy in the blink of an eye, floating away.
Ling Yan's methods really scared many people.
At this time, he no longer looks like an elder from the ten sects of cultivation, but more like a man from the demon world. How cruel are his methods? I'm afraid things like this don't happen often in the demon world, right?
Full of hostility and murderous intent, the demons around him felt a trace of demonic energy from Ling Yan's body...
"There are still people who dare to drink the blood of my demon clan? Well, today I didn't come out with the demon king in vain!"
"Hmph, what a garbage devil, get out of here quickly!!"
Ling Yan shouted loudly, jumped forward, and flew down the mountain. White dusk burst out with intense white light in the air. The white light was like the scorching sun, shining on the top of the demon's head. Suddenly the demon's forehead was covered with blood.
A series of horrific bloody holes were pierced.
As soon as Ling Yan's power was unleashed, the disciples in the Palace of Eternal Life seemed to be infected by Ling Yan's killing power, and all of them were as powerful as a rainbow and fierce.
"Disciples must not disperse and gather together. There is a demon general hidden among the demons. Once attacked, it will be difficult to resist!"
Zhuo Shaofeng shouted loudly.
However, the disciples followed the direction Ling Yan rushed in and charged in.
"Elder Ling is so powerful. How can these monsters from the demon world be our opponents in the Palace of Eternal Life??"
Shanhe smashed the chest of a demon with one punch and roared loudly.
"Leave no one alive, kill!!!"
The disciples of the Eternal Life Palace become more and more brave as they fight, but it is inevitable that some disciples will not be prepared and be attacked by the demon general. If other disciples are not rescued in time, three souls and seven souls will be devoured, it is not impossible.
The body was eaten, and even the soul was lost. This miserable scene was deeply imprinted in the eyes of every disciple.
They are afraid, but they are also angry.
They hate inhumane methods!!
Ling Yan had long felt that in the extremely vigorous and abnormal good and evil gas of the universe behind him, in the blink of an eye, a few more strands were missing, fearing that another disciple would be killed.
"Huh? Your strength..."
There was a touching and wonderful sound in his ears, which made Ling Yan feel a little unreal. At the same time, a blood-red shadow hit Ling Yan's head.
"Crazy Soul Palm!"
The blood-red shadow's voice suddenly changed again, becoming full of murderous intent and heading straight for Ling Yan's heart.
"Hidden Dragon Strike!"
Ling Yan was not afraid, and with his luck body, he faced him directly with a Hidden Dragon Strike.
Palms and fists collide with each other!
The steel-like palm struck Ling Yan's fist, causing his mind to shake.
"Five-transformed body?? This kind of power dares to collide with me? Humph, I don't know whether to live or die!" The blood-red shadow questioned again with the voice of a middle-aged man.
"Is it?"
Ling Yan smiled coldly: "Instantly powerful!"
In the blink of an eye, the bones, skin, muscles, tendons, and blood vessels all over Ling Yan's body all began to shrink and squeeze. After being compressed to the extreme, they suddenly exploded.
Roar....
On the chest, "Illusion Dragon Art" suddenly felt a little warmth, and a vague dragon roar resounded in everyone's ears.
"ah......"
The powerful power and supreme dragon power caused the blood-red shadow to scream in horror, and an atmosphere of despair and fear floated from his body.
"How is it possible? How is it possible that your power has increased so much in such a short period of time? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I will kill you, dig out your skin and flesh, and analyze it carefully!!"
The blood-red shadow seemed a little crazy. While shouting loudly, the attack remained unabated...
It's a pity that it is at the end of its tether, and its instantaneous power has been scattered throughout its body...
A strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped its heart...
"ah...."
Ling Yan accumulates strength.
Bang!
The blood-red shadow was directly torn apart by the force, and large swaths of blood mixed with demonic energy dispersed.
"Such rich blood. Is this monster's strength about to change six times? Or has it already changed six times?"
Ling Yan's eyes lit up, he opened his mouth, and a suction force protruded from his mouth, directly sucking up all the demon blood that had not yet fallen to the ground.
With the demonic blood entering his body, Ling Yan felt that he was getting more energetic as he fought.
However, he knew that it was inconvenient to drink too much of this thing. Demonic blood was an evil thing after all, and it was okay to drink some to replenish physical strength during battle.
In the blink of an eye, the disciples from the Palace of Eternal Life had rushed over, but when he realized that there was no Five-Transformation Demon General around, he was surprised.
It wasn't until Ling Yan rushed through the crowd of demons like a god, killing the demons like he was chopping melons and vegetables, that they realized that maybe the demon power had receded, leaving only a bunch of minions.
After pad....
After the fierce battle, Ling Yan immediately ordered his disciples to cultivate themselves and prepare to find the soul disciples in Xianmiao Valley and use the souls of the dead disciples to resurrect them.
Ling Yan took a look at the mountain path. The blood and limbs of demons were everywhere, but most of the corpses turned into demonic energy and flew to the foot of Tiansheng Peak...
"How many disciples have we lost?"
Ling Yan saw the mutilated corpses of several disciples, and felt a chill in his heart, questioning Zhuo Shaofeng...
"Eight disciples died in battle, but the souls of 6...were saved..."
Zhuo Shaofeng said in a somewhat silent voice...
Two true disciples were lost. If this was reported back to the sect... I'm afraid it would alarm the elders above.
There is one true disciple missing, and I don’t know how many years it will take to make up for it...
"Is it?"
Ling Yan's face gradually turned ugly...
"Elder!"
At this moment, a snow-white figure suddenly flashed down the mountain.
He is a disciple of Changsheng Palace.
The disciple flew down from the air at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, he had landed on the ground and knelt on one knee in front of Ling Yan.
"What's the matter?"
Ling Yan was surprised and stared at him.
All the disciples also looked sideways...
"Elder, the Chaos Realm is about to be closed. The Tianyuan Sect has already taken one step ahead of me. All the disciples have been killed out of the Chaos Realm. My faction, the Eternal Life Palace, will get at least the eighth place in this Fengyun Jue.
With great honor, Elder Mo Bifang ordered his disciples to inform the elders to quickly return to the sect’s formation, assist the disciples in the Chaos Law Realm to leave, and lead all the disciples of the Eternal Life Palace to kill the Heavenly Saint Peak together!”
