Chapter 292: The Divine Power of the Holy Son

"The stele will attract the attack of the mortal soldiers!" The old man of the night family alone faced eight venerable-level mortal generals. Although he was physically injured, he did not fall into disadvantage.

"Damn!"

The middle-aged man in the Ye family was indignant in his heart, these six stone tablets did not bring them any real benefits, but they made them lose face, and now they are bringing bad luck!

Different from the hard battle of everyone, Su Yang Cao is nameless, and they can be described as extremely comfortable.

"Of course, the stone tablet is the key, refined by the nine seals of superiority, with the breath of nine seals, these underworld soldiers have been sealed for countless years, if they don't attack you, it's a strange thing. ”

Cao Wuming's face was full of red light, and he said leisurely.

Some people saw that Cao Wuming was not attacked by the underworld, and their hearts were extremely unbalanced.

"Why! Why don't these Yin soldiers attack them!" someone shouted, besieged by a dozen Yin soldiers.

Although the strength of the Yin soldiers is not strong, they are better than the cultivators of the same level, but their number is extremely terrifying, and there is a steady stream of Yin soldiers in the Crystal Palace.

No one knows when it will be a head, and if it continues to kill like this, sooner or later it will run out of divine power, but now the Crystal Palace has not been entered......

"Yes, Dao Chief, why didn't they attack us?" Zi Lingxue grinned, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Because they think we're one kind. ”

Su Yang chuckled and looked at the ghost lamp in Duan Kongkong's hand.

"Haha, come on, I'm not afraid of you, let the storm come more violently. Duan Kongkong held the ghost lamp and waved it, as if waving a big flag.

In Duan Kong's empty hand was a gray-cyan bronze lamp, and there were eighteen little ghosts frolicking on it, with different expressions, lifelike.

This is Cao Wu's nameless thing, but Duan Kongkong saw that this green lantern was so magical, so he patted his chest and said let him take it, but everyone understands that this fat man is afraid that the underworld soldiers will find him......

"The lamp oil is the essence blood ......of the saint," Zi Lingxiao looked at the ghost lamp in Duan Kongkong's hand and whispered.

Cao Wuming said with a smile: "The eldest prince has vision. However, this is not for sale. ”

Suddenly, a beautiful figure in a cyan gauze robe floated down, with a slender waist, skin as crystal as jade, and eyebrows slightly curved.

"Two Dao Chiefs, can the little sister find a place to take refuge?" Xiao Qing said with a smile.

The fairy was serious. Su Yang said lightly.

"Beauty is poisonous...... Duan Kongkong whispered to himself.

"Dead fatty, what are you muttering, Sister Qing. Zi Lingxue glared at Duan Kongkong, very happy, and stepped forward to take Xiao Qing's arm.

"Sister Lingxue, Brother Zi. ”

Xiao Qing greeted Zi Lingxue and them. Zi Lingxiao just nodded, his cold expression made Zi Lingxue a little dissatisfied

"This stone tablet will attract the attack of the underworld general, I wonder what the two Dao Masters think?"

"With the strength of the fairy, it is not enough to throw it away. ”

Cao Wuming Old God said on the ground, and the implication was to let her throw it away.

……

"Venerable-level ghost generals are no longer coming out......" Zi Lingxue said suddenly, she had been paying attention to those underworld soldiers with undiminished interest.

"These things are stronger, and the consciousness is clearer, and once the seal is broken, it will inevitably be the first to come out. Cao Wuming replied.

"How did these things come to be? Are there really ghosts in the world?"

Zi Lingxue's eyes were sparkling, full of curiosity, and she felt that these strange things were right to ask this fat Taoist.

Cao Wuming's expression was slightly straight, and he shook his head and said, "It's hard to say if there are ghosts, these things were human beings in their lifetimes." How it came to be like this, I'm afraid no one in the world can say clearly, and I want to understand. ”

"The profiteer Taoist doesn't want to take my money, right?" Zi Lingxue pursed her lips and suddenly looked at Su Yang.

"Don't look at me, I don't know. This has to be asked of the thief. Su Yangwan'er wanted to get closer to her hair.

Unlike their coziness, the monks on the river fought fiercely with the Immortal Soldiers, who would turn to ashes once they were killed. People don't know why they are conscious and what gives them "life".

The black fog is surging, the iron clothes are flickering, all kinds of weapons are fighting, life and death are fighting, and many of them have spiritual weapons in their hands, like an iron cavalry unit in Zhongzhou.

Although their strength is weaker than that of the monks of the same level, they are very large-scale and do not scatter

In the direction of Tie Ge, the weapons of many monks were broken, blood bloomed, and the Yin soldiers rushed through, the soldiers were in the direction of the soldiers, and the spears were pointed, and hundreds of people became flesh and died.

Of course, in the process, more Yin soldiers were killed, turned into dust and mist, and dissipated into heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the long sword behind Duan Tianya came out of its sheath, and the sword qi raged, sweeping the heavens and the earth like a tsunami!

"Kill!"

Duan Tianya's body erupted with the power of the God King, holding a long sword in his hand, the sword qi was surging, and the surrounding Yin soldiers were even more fragile than those made of clay.

Some of the low-level underworld soldiers of the No Regrets realm were just the enemies of his sword, and as for those yin soldiers who were lower than his realm, they turned into flying dust and dissipated before they touched him.

The sword aura is like a dragon, thick as a mountain, turning into towering ancient trees, running through the sky and the earth, with a chilling killing intent, which makes people frightened, and many people can't help but tremble.

When a leaf shakes off, it is a killing field, a powerful sword intent, destroying the withering and decaying, and cutting the earth!

There is nothing to stop it, and many people can't stand it even if they watch from afar.

Such as the heavenly way of killing, the sword light is atmospheric, but there is a terrible one that makes people cold to the bones, and in the face of such a sword, it forces people to want to bow and bow.

He was the first to enter the Crystal Palace!

"It's terrible...... a young man from the Great Sect said in a trembling voice.

"The Holy Son of Dayan is also going in!"

Suddenly, a person said loudly, he saw that the Great Yan Holy Son was surrounded by the light of the Great Dao, and he was preparing to enter the Crystal Palace.

"The Great Yan Dao Body of the Great Yan Holy Son, born of heaven and earth, can be said to have gathered the luck of the Great Yan Palace for millions of years. I believe that he will definitely not be weaker than the God King!" someone said in admiration.

"I heard that last time in Tianyan City, the palace master of Dayan Palace almost fell, and after going back that time, I wanted to abdicate to Dayan Holy Son, but I was rejected by Dayan Holy Son with heavy cultivation......"

Xiao Qing, who was beside Su Yang and Cao Wuming, revealed some secrets.

"The Great Yan Dao Body is not weaker than the God King Body, are there any pressure on the two of you......" Cao Wuming glared at Zi Lingxiao and Xiao Qing and said.

……

The Holy Son of Dayan, dressed in white, has an elegant temperament, raises his hand to add to the avenue, is favored by heaven and earth, and his spiritual power is like a long river, flowing endlessly.

Surrounded by the light of the avenue, the crape myrtle is thousands of avenues, as if blessed on him. He walked alone among the Yin soldiers, and wherever he passed, the Yin soldiers around him turned into ashes before they could approach him

"Dayan, why did I see the shadow of the Tianyan Bible!" Su Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at this Dayan Holy Son carefully.

(End of chapter)