With the shrill roar of the magic face, black mist gushed out from his mouth. In a blink of an eye, the black mist turned into human figures, holding up the sword and axe, and rushing towards Gu Fenghua like a tide.
And go.
The human figures were covered with broken armor with ancient style, and their limbs were incomplete. Some even had only half of their heads left, but their eyes were full of fierce lights and murderous intentions soaring into the sky.
The Demon Clan’s Battle Soul, this is the battle soul left over from the Demon Clan’s battles throughout the ages.
Long before the birth of the Supreme Heaven, the demons were often unwilling tolerated by major races on various planes because of their temperament and practice. From now on, the demons have experienced many killings, and they do not know how many powerful people they have experienced.
Died in war.
Unlike other races who enter the samsara after death, many demons still remain undispersed after death because of their different practices, protecting their descendants for generations.
For the demons themselves, they are ancestor heroes, but for other races, they are lingering nightmares.
Although their cultivation level was greatly damaged after death, they did not know pain or mercy. All they could remember was killing and loyalty to the demons.
Such a warrior is undoubtedly the most terrifying killing machine in the world.
No one expected that Yun Wutian, with his cultivation level of the ninth-level Transformation Saint, actually summoned the demon war souls of Gu Fenghua, who was at the sixth-level Transformation Saint, and he looked down on her too much.
The demon souls raised their swords and axes, and let out a resentful roar like ghosts. Although it was just a battle between the two, at this moment, everyone seemed to be in an ancient battlefield with thousands of troops.
The harsh roar seemed to stab the soul with sharp blades. The blood in Lin Yujing and others was also ignited, and the holy energy boiled. Logically speaking, their combat power would also be greatly improved in this case, but the fact is not
in this way.
The boiling holy energy flowed wildly in the meridians, without their control at all. In just a moment, the meridians burst, and blood spots were quickly leaching from the holy robe, and they bloomed like blood-colored buds.
Even if you can't control your own holy energy, where can you get the combat power?
It turns out that this is the real power of the devil dancing!
Just watching outside, they have already ended up like this. What will happen to Gu Fenghua in the deep battle situation?
Looking at Gu Fenghua, Lin Yujing and others' eyes were so bitter that they had already seen her tragic scene of being torn to pieces by the demonic war souls.
"Captain Yun clan leader shows mercy!" Even Dongfang Yahan couldn't help but shout.
"Stop, she has become the sixth rank of Holy!" Helian Xiongba and Shangguan Wange also exclaimed in unison.
Obviously, they did not expect that Yun Wutian would use his cultivation level of the ninth level of the Transformation Saint to fight against the sixth level of the Transformation Saint, and would do his best without reservation, and even summon the demon war souls.
"I said, I won't show mercy!" Yun Wutian was unmoved, and the sword still slashed without hesitation.
Seeing this, Lin Yujing and others were anxious. Although they could not control the holy energy, they still rushed towards Gu Fenghua without hesitation.
At this moment, a dark blood color rose from Gu Fenghua's body.
In an instant, the entire sky was covered with a faint blood color.
What's strange is that this blood color does not give people a slight sense of coldness and weirdness, but instead gives people a sense of warmth, peace and harmony.
Under this bloody cover, all the demon war souls stopped, and the sharp roar that pierced the soul also stopped, and the broken figures stood quietly in the air like petrified.