After a short half of the day, after King Muliu forced those "old friends" out of the void, Qiu Han and the three demon venerables finally arrived, or in order to retain their strength, so their movement speed was also unprecedentedly slow, but slow also had the advantage of being slow.

Along the way, the three demon venerables used means to secretly help their own army sweep away some of the people of Muliu or the alliance army, and if it wasn't for the three of Qiu Han to stop them, I'm afraid that even a human wouldn't be left by the demon venerable.

The autumn cold arrived, and Yeyang also came to a hundred miles away from the Muliu King City.

And just this distance is just a matter of shrinking the ground into inches for Yeyang, and even escaping into the void is redundant.

But at this distance of a hundred miles, Yeyang stopped, and he looked at the group of Xuanyin monks who were standing in the sky of Muliu King City, including Qiu Han and the others who had formed a small group independently.

Yeyang seemed to think of something, and suddenly his face was gloomy, and he hurriedly scattered dozens of doppelgangers and fled into the void in all directions, not knowing where to go.

At this moment, after he had not gone to the Muliu King City, the clone of the Shuang Ling also came to the front of Yeyang, just a glance, the original cold face of the Shuang Ling clone, the corners of his mouth also raised slightly, and he shook his head and smiled fiercely:

"Yes, you still chose to merge in the end, but I don't know if you are a fetus or a ghost at this moment?"

"You don't have to pretend, I'll take you in, just wait. ”

Yeyang snorted coldly, and the terrifying power swept out with a wave of his hand also dispersed the Shuang Ling clone whose strength was only lower than the ninth order of Xuanyang, and it was this blow that made all the Xuanyin monks in the royal city look towards Yeyang.

After running for several weeks, although it used a lot of aura and soul power to split into clones, on the whole, it couldn't affect the overall situation.

Yeyang, who knew something about the Ten Thousand Ancient Arts, swept towards the cool spirit, and at the same time, he grabbed several black souls with his bare hands and swallowed them down, and the Ten Thousand Ancient Techniques worked, and the power of the Night Sun's divine soul was also restored at the same time.

For the appearance of this terrifying picture, Shuang Ling and Qiu Han and the others either didn't feel anything, but the Heavenly Flame people such as King Muliu didn't think so.

Although he couldn't see the appearance of the black soul as intuitively as Yeyang and the others, he could more or less sense what the black soul was, but at this moment, Yeyang swallowed them as food.

In an instant, in the hearts of these Heavenly Flame Domain cultivators, they all regarded Yeyang and that monster as terrifying monsters from the same world.

But what puzzled them the most was that the Shuang Ling, who made the Muliu King respect very much, was very similar to the Yeyang who was regarded as a monster by them, except for the slight difference in breath, if it weren't for the heavy smell of blood on Shuang Ling's body, they would definitely think that one of them was just a clone.

"Fellow Daoist, this..."

A Xuanyin monk standing on the side of the Muliu King asked Shuang Ling, but Shuang Ling didn't want to respond to his thoughts in the slightest, just perfunctorily and casually gave Yeyang the name of a twin, and then his palms met.

At the same time, the night underworld, who had been prepared for a long time, walked directly to the four corners centered on a refreshing spirit, and slashed his palms to let his blood flow down.

Under the guidance of Shuang Ling's aura, the scented blood gradually gathered into a square, and he stood in the center of the square, his hair grew wildly, and even the scaly existence gradually grew on his skin.

Seeing this, Yeyang and Qiu Han and other Xuanyin monks hurriedly retreated in all directions, but no matter how far they retreated, they were still shrouded in the dark clouds.

"He wants to lead the thunder to rob that strange and evil world, go to the outside of the world!"

Yeyang didn't drink loudly, but just transmitted a message to the three of Qiu Han, and he didn't say that he had escaped into the void, but with his extraordinary speed, he first came to the heavenly layer above the dark clouds.

This is the first time that Yeyang has come to such a high sky, and there are not too many strange scenes, but the thinner degree of the aura is comparable to the aura of the lower realm.

And such a thin aura, just a breath of Yeyang, is enough to drain all the aura of hundreds of miles.

Therefore, no one in this high heaven wants to stay here for a long time.

But at this moment, it was not what they could do as they wanted, and after seeing Yeyang's action, all the Xuanyin cultivators, including the Muliu King, also appeared above the high sky, and they all looked towards the dark clouds.

They may have the intention of condescending to look down on the thunder tribulation, but they didn't dare to be careless, just because it was above their high sky, which was already without any spiritual energy fluctuations, it seemed that there were bursts of thunder qi surging, but the thunder energy eventually passed through their bodies and fell into the dark clouds full of black souls.

The screams that pierced people's souls came from the dark clouds to the ears of all the Xuanyin monks, and it was inevitable that some people who were still weak in cultivation had red eyes and seemed to be going crazy, but with the help of the people beside them, they also stabilized their hearts.

Those who were not affected by the screams made by the black soul when it died, or maybe there were only two people, Yeyang and Xuanyuan Dao.

And although Qiu Han and Yan Du were also affected, but with Qiu Han's closed eyes and Yan Du's smile appeared, Yeyang also knew that his two sworn brothers had probably solved the impact of the black soul.

"Little brother and 'night', who is the elder brother?"

An extremely gentle word came into everyone's ears, breaking the very quiet atmosphere in the high sky, and King Muliu came to Yeyang's side and asked.

For a while, the gaze that had just been removed from Yeyang fell on him again, and Qiu Han, Demon Venerable and the others, as if to avoid suspicion, also retreated from the vicinity of Yeyang, which caused the other Xuanyin monks to sneer at him.

And it was as he had said. ”

Yeyang didn't want to have too much communication with King Muliu, so he was directly perfunctory.

It can be seen that he has such an attitude, and instead of being angry, King Muliu nodded very understandingly, and then said:

"Understood, there will inevitably be arguments between brothers, just talk about it. ”

Such words came out of the mouth of King Muliu, and the smile like a spring breeze was like a demon's laugh in the eyes of Yeyang for some reason, hypocritical and terrifying.

There are no longer a few people who feel this way, but no one will offend a person who can blow himself up within ten rounds, so he has never spoken from beginning to end, and the weaker ones don't even dare to breathe.

I am afraid that after King Muliu is deflated by Yeyang, his temperament will suddenly change drastically, and he will kill them, such a way to die is not an ordinary injustice...