Although the black gas was thick and abnormal, under the blue light of Wu Yong's eyes, he could see the monsters that appeared in the black gas clearly.

It turned out to be three tall refining corpses in black armor, holding a pair of yellow glowing short ges in one hand, one holding a turquoise spear, and the last one actually carrying a huge silver mace.

These three refining corpses have leaking fangs one by one, and their eyes are green and smart, they all seem to be the appearance of the corpse king in the demon corpse, and they probably all have immortal king-level cultivation, especially the refining corpse with a mace on his shoulder, the corpse qi on his body is thick and abnormal, and he has faintly had the cultivation of the great perfection of the immortal king.

Wu Yong was a little surprised in his heart, but he was not afraid to run with his sleeves, and the sword of the thunder god was sacrificed to the nearby air, and with a pinch of both hands, thousands of sword shadows instantly shot towards the sect master of the Demon Sect.

"Go!"

Up to now, the sect master of the Demon Sect couldn't hesitate anything, so he could only grit his teeth secretly, and the three black armor refining corpses in the black qi also rushed out, also not to be outdone, and pounced on Wu Yong.

However, the Demon Sect Sect Master shook his sleeves, and a pitch-black ball rolled down into one hand, and the other hand flipped over, and a stack of light gauze-like yellow things appeared in his hand.

But before the Demon Sect Sect Master could sacrifice the two things, the three corpses and the sword shadow fought together.

At the moment when the three black demon corpses were about to make contact, they opened their mouths first, and actually spewed out three streams of green gas, and before they hit the sword shadow, there was a smell of vomiting and vomiting, which was actually the corpse poison that had been accumulated in the abdomen of the three corpses for I don't know how many years.

If a monk in the Transformation Stage is hit by this poison, I am afraid that he will immediately be poisoned, and most of his cultivation will go first.

Now it is not a competition, Wu Yong has taken the initiative to kill this Demon Sect. Therefore, as soon as he started it, he was already cultivating the Transfiguration Thousand Sword Technique.

Thousands of sword shadows converged at one point, and they turned into a sea of swords and rolled away. Not only did the corpse poison scatter, but it was also a huge wave, and the three corpses were involved at the same time.

The three black demon corpses that were originally fierce and vicious suddenly reproduced the situation where the sword shadow dealt with the three skulls on the Shura Extreme Holy Bone Banner that day. The three corpses' bodies suddenly became extremely slow in the wave of sword shadows.

However, the three corpses also have some magical powers, although their every move seems to be more than ten times slower, but the body is as black as ink corpse qi, trying their best to resist the sword shadow, but they are not immediately submerged by the sword shadow.

But the Demon Sect Master's face was ugly and abnormal!

He never expected that the three black demon corpse kings that he had carefully cultivated from tens of thousands of demon fire refining corpses for hundreds of years had an amazing divine power and a body like steel, but it was such a weak blow, a body of divine power, and he had no future at all.

The Demon Sect Master's mind turned sharply, and he had a faint premonition in his heart, but the two treasures in his hand were thrown into the air without hesitation.

The yellow light gauze-like treasure dribbled in the air, and suddenly turned into a huge silk net covering dozens of meters wide, as if it was a curtain covering the sky, and it actually covered Wu Yong under it.

The black ball flew out inconspicuously, chasing after the wire mesh.

Wu Yong's brows furrowed slightly, but without thinking much about it, a cyan small ding spewed out of his mouth.

With one hand on the tripod, in a flash of spiritual light, a piece of green silk shot out into the sky, turning into a large piece of Qingxia and blocking the huge net in mid-air, so that it could not fall a single bit.

At the same time, he also shook his hands, and the jade pendant immediately appeared in the palm of his hand and shook it to the opposite side.

A ball of silver lotus appeared under the black ball, and before the slightest power of the ball appeared, it was forced to be fixed in the distance, unable to move forward.

Although Wu Yong didn't know what the treasure was at the bottom of the ball, the moment the ball flew in, he was a little frightened out of thin air.

Before he had time to think about it, he first imprisoned the ball with the Evil Dragon Demon Flame, and then his heart was relieved!

When the Demon Sect Sect Master saw this scene, he hurriedly wanted to withdraw the black ball, but this treasure seemed to be nailed to the void, and there was no reaction at all.

This made the old devil scold in his heart!

You must know that this ball has a great origin. He didn't hesitate to use this thing, originally wanted to take advantage of Wu Yong's failure to react, and hit him hard with one blow. But he never expected that Wu Yong's spiritual sense was so keen, and he didn't let the ball get close at all, so he preemptively fixed this treasure. In this way, his wishful thinking naturally failed.

And at this moment, Wu Yong on the opposite side also made a move.

After a thunderclap, a pair of blue and white wings appeared behind it, and with just a slight movement, it grabbed the jade pendant with one hand, and disappeared silently in place.

Yin Luo Chief Sect Master's heart sank! Hurriedly pinched the trick with both hands, and the black qi around his body rolled backwards towards his body at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, a pair of jet-black battle armor appeared on his body.

Then the old demon let out another low shout, and the roar all over his body was loud, and countless blue arcs appeared on the surface of the battle armor, and then condensed into several electric snakes, wandering around the battle armor, and the momentum was amazing.

At this moment, the space behind the old demon fluctuated, and a ghostly figure appeared.

This Demon Dao Sect Master didn't look back at all, but as if he had expected it, he suddenly single-handedly urged him, and a strange black light shot out from his back, and after a flash, he reached the top of the figure's head and slashed down.

It turned out to be a black flying sword that was a meter long.

With a soft sound of "block", as soon as the figure raised his hand, two silver long swords appeared in his hand at the same time.

At this time, the Demon Sect Master calmly turned around and looked behind him with a sneer.

But when he saw the figure behind him clearly, he let out a soft sigh.

Because although the face of the person behind him is the same as Wu Yong's, how can he not have any anger in his body, as if he is a dead thing.

When he was stunned and wanted to sweep over with his divine thoughts, a cyan arc flashed above his head, and another "Wu Yong" also appeared. The three-color jade pendant in his hand did not hesitate to go down, and a three-color pillar of fire directly surged down.

Although this Demon Sect Sect Master was only seeing the jade pendant for the first time, the terrifying fire spiritual power contained in the flames made this great cultivator never dare to slack off.

As soon as the body moved, the lower half of the body seemed to be equipped with a spring, and the roots of the knees were bent, but the whole person shot backwards at an astonishing speed.

And not only that, but while he dodged, he also shot lightly into the air with one hand.

Several blue electric snakes coiled around his body bounced out in a thunderbolt and shot at Wu Yong in the air in a flash.

Immediately, another mouth, a smooth and abnormally smooth cyan jade plate erupted out of the mouth, and immediately rose wildly in the wind, and at the same time, the remaining hand of the old demon flipped over, and a golden sharp cone faintly appeared in his hand. Throwing it into the air, the sound of breaking the air was terrible and piercing, this sharp cone only flashed twice, and it actually arrived at Wu Yong's body first, and stabbed down unceremoniously, and the speed was simply amazing.

If it was an ordinary god-transforming cultivator, he would definitely not be able to avoid such a strange blow, but Wu Yong, who had cultivated the Nine Transformations of the Wind, was just twisting his body with a strange shape at this moment, and his body seemed to turn into a white silk without bones, and after flashing to one side, he easily avoided the golden sharp cone, allowing it to shoot through from a few meters away from one side.

At this time, the sect master of the Demon Sect also retreated to more than twenty meters away, and looked at Wu Yong with a surprised face.

After Wu Yong's body returned to normal, he glanced at the other side coldly, his hands suddenly turned back, and he snorted coldly in his nose.

The Demon Sect Sect Master originally saw Wu Yong's behavior like this, which was a little strange, but as soon as the cold snort that sounded extremely ordinary entered his ears, a sharp pain like a sharp cone suddenly came from his brain, which caught him off guard, and he screamed miserably, and couldn't help but hug his head with both hands, bow down, and his face was instantly deformed and distorted to the extreme.

This is the unique secret technique "Nightmare Thorn" created by Emperor Yunmeng, and now Wu Yong's Yunmeng Heart Sutra has been cultivated to the last level, and in addition to the cultivation of the immortal king itself, the power of this Nightmare Thorn has almost been exerted to the extreme by him, presumably when Emperor Yunmeng was in high spirits back then, the power is nothing more than that.

However, this secret technique is powerful, but it can only work by surprise, if a monk has insight into the secret of the Yunmeng Heart Sutra, as long as he protects his head with a powerful divine mind in advance, this trick will probably have no effect. Moreover, for the immortal king-level monks, the effect of this move is even more short-lived, and almost in a breath, the immortal-king-level monks can react and forcibly suppress the severe pain of the divine thoughts.

But the strange thing is that after Wu Yong released the Nightmare Thorn, he actually stood still in place, just looking at this Demon Sect Great Monk with a look that was looking at the dead.

This Demon Sect Sect Master recovered from the nightmare thorn a few points faster than Wu Yong expected, and almost in the blink of an eye, his eyes regained a little clarity, and he was about to straighten up in anger.

At this moment, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned his head to take a look, it was too late!

The neck was cold, and a thunderbolt surrounded it, and the skull rolled down with bones.