Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers are like locusts crossing the border, black and overwhelming, with a fierce yin wind, like soldiers on the battlefield, unstoppable.

They are painless and not afraid of death because they themselves belong to dead creatures.

And when these tens of thousands of ghost soldiers gathered to attack, the faces of the many monks who had been extremely disdainful of Fang Yi before, or mocked them, changed, and they were really hell now.

The ghost soldiers attacked, mighty and mighty, showing a sweeping trend.

The monks with lower cultivation were directly blown away by the yin wind of the ghost soldiers, and the monks of the Danyuan Realm still had the strength to resist, but the good tigers couldn't stand the wolves, and these ghost soldiers pounced on them in hundreds, almost unable to escape death.

As for the monks of the Yuanying Realm when they saw this scene, they seemed much calmer, after all, it was the Yuanying Realm, although there were tens of thousands of ghost soldiers, but it was really nothing to them.

"Hmph, what about ghost soldiers, they're just a bunch of cannon fodder!" a pre-infant monk sneered.

Then the monk took out something in his hand, and it was a seed.

The monk poured spiritual power into the seed, and the seed took root and sprouted in midair, and then countless vines rushed out of the night, binding all the thousands of ghost soldiers who were approaching him.

The countless vines turned into sharp blades, stabbing and disintegrating all the thousands of ghost soldiers, and all of them were shattered in an instant.

"Haha!" The monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant laughed proudly: "It's just a group of ghost soldiers, I want to kill it, Fang Yi, you don't take your life yet!"

And just as the words of this early Yuan Infant Monk fell, suddenly, a yin wind seemed to sound behind him, causing the smile on his face to disappear in an instant, and his complexion changed greatly.

The early infant monk felt a biting chill down his spine, and the next moment, his spine was shattered by a punch.

"Ah!" the monk cried out in agony.

Fang Yi appeared in front of the monk like a ghost, smiled coldly, and punched again.

The monk's face was full of terror, and he immediately cast a secret method to escape.

However, Fang Yi, who was too vain, was so fast, before the monk could fully unleash the secret technique, his punch had already hit the monk's chest, directly piercing his heart.

The monk let out a heart-rending scream, which spread throughout the entire super cave, and everyone couldn't help but raise their eyes to look over, all of them were terrified.

A white smoke floated out from between the monk's eyebrows, condensing in the air into the shape of a baby, which was the monk's primordial baby.

But seeing Fang Yi casually grasping in the air, this monk's Yuan Infant Space was imprisoned and could not escape, and was directly grabbed by Fang Yi with one hand.

Yuan Ying was struggling as hard as he could, but Fang Yi's hand was like a steel cage, its struggle was useless and useless.

Fang Yi didn't rush to crush Yuan Ying, but raised his eyes to look around, and with each person's gaze, Fang Yi shot back with a sharp gaze, revealing a strong killing intent.

"If any of you want to die, you can come here, Fang will definitely send you to see the king of Hades!" Fang Yi said coldly while carrying the monk's Yuan Infant.

Behind Fang Yi, there were countless ghost soldiers fighting with the monks, and the scene was bloody, like hell reappearing.

This picture became Fang Yi's background picture, and Fang Yi, who was holding a primordial baby, was like an evil god stepping out of hell, which made everyone feel a sense of fear in their hearts.

Only then did they realize that the prey waiting to die in their eyes was so terrible.

However, even so, there were still people who were bound to obtain the heavy treasure on Fang Yi's body, which was mainly based on those few mid-Yuan Infant cultivators, they already knew that Fang Yi's strength was in the early Yuan Infant stage, so no matter how terrifying Fang Yi was, they were also confident that they could kill him.

"This Fang Yi is good at close combat, let's shoot together, I don't believe he can turn the sky upside down!" said an old man, and several other mid-infant old men also nodded.

The next moment, several old men shot at the same time, both from a distance and in close combat.

There were two old men who rushed towards Fang Yi at the same time, both of them were demons, their bodies were strong, and they were very terrifying, while the remaining three old men were attacking from a distance, and the other party Yi interfered.

In an instant, Fang Yi was like a quagmire, unable to advance or retreat.

The monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant period made a move, which was naturally extremely terrifying, the whole cave was shaking, and there were rubble constantly falling from above, and cracks were constantly opening on those stone walls.

In just a moment, the place was in a state of destruction.

The terrifying qi was roaring all around, and countless terrifying forces were killing Fang Yi, as long as Fang Yi was not careful, he would be killed.

Fang Yi unfolded the Taixu step, constantly leaving afterimages in this space, one by one, those attacking techniques fell on these afterimages, but they didn't hit Fang Yi's body.

This was the benefit of Taixu Bu, it was only the first layer, but it could allow Fang Yi to move around in the attacks of these mid-Yuan Infant cultivators.

However, Fang Yi also knew that it would not last long if it continued like this, and the only way to solve the battle was to resolve it quickly.

The two old men were fighting in close quarters, constantly attacking Fang Yi, and powerful air waves bombarded Fang Yi one after another.

Their offensive became more and more powerful, and soon pushed Fang Yi into a desperate situation.

Not only that, but there were also three old men outside who were conducting long-range attacks, making Fang Yi unable to use them.

The surging spiritual power continued to bombard Fang Yi, the aftermath dissipated, and it was also shaking Fang Yi's body, if this continued, Fang Yi would inevitably be consumed alive.

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows, it was not a way to go on like this, and immediately Fang Yi directly cast the Seven Turns of the Reverse Demon!

Now that Fang Yi has been promoted to the early stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, his lifespan has already increased, ordinary Yuan Infant Realm cultivators can live for three hundred years, but Fang Yi is different, he has a lifespan of four hundred years, excluding the lifespan that he has reduced before, Fang Yi now has at least two hundred years left, which is enough for him to squander the Seven Turns of the Reverse Demon a few times.

"The seventh turn of the Seven Turns of the Reverse Demon!!"

The meridians in Fang Yi's body were reversed, and a majestic spiritual power was reversed like a vast ocean, and Fang Yi's momentum changed sharply.

And behind Fang Yi, dozens of true dragons immediately condensed.

When this scene appeared, these middle-aged elders were shocked and couldn't believe it.

"This Fang Yi is poisonous, he is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, how can he condense ten true dragons?!" an old man shouted loudly.

The power of ten true dragons, this is the power of a mid-Yuan Infant monk!

No matter how surprised they were, Fang Yi immediately released a powerful spiritual power, instantly enveloping him and the two demon elders, and also isolating the three long-range attacking elders.

The faces of the two demon elders who were shrouded in it became extremely ugly, and they all suddenly felt that a shadow of death was looming over them.

Boom! Boom!

Fang Yi blasted out two punches in a row, and the two demon clan elders immediately wanted to resist!

However, two golden fists pierced their chests respectively, and blood splattered on the spot.

(End of chapter)