When Ye Ang came to the front of the battlefield, the monks of the sub-saint level on both sides actually stopped the battle with a tacit understanding.

They all looked at Yeon.

More precisely, looking at the five corpses in his hand, tied to a golden thread.

When they saw the five corpses, everyone, whether they were sub-saints or quasi-saints, felt another cool breath rushing straight to the heavenly spirit cover, and the operation of the primordial spirit was frozen.

The whole body was extremely cold, and those who were weak in cultivation couldn't stop trembling, it was because of the terror between life and death, which made them involuntarily.

The five powerhouses of Yasheng One Heavy Heaven are all dead!

On the corpse, the divine blood was still slowly dripping, the golden-red blood with a demonic color, as thick as mercury, slowly dripping from the divine body, smashing down from mid-air, the drops of divine blood, crushing time and space, smashing mountains and rivers, turning into terrifying rivers, flowing wantonly.

The faces of the five sub-holy spirits are different, some are calm, some are sad, and some are hideous and crying in despair.

None of this was what horrified many monks, but what frightened them was the way in which the five sub-saints died.

Due to its particularity, Yasheng's life level is beyond imagination, so it can be regenerated from the past and future, and it is difficult to kill.

And once killed, Yasheng will inevitably be wiped out, and it is guaranteed that there will not be any possibility of resurrection, after all, this kind of existence can be reborn with blood and resurrected with a thought.

Therefore, the death of Yasheng is often in ashes, and there are no bones left.

But now what did they see, five sub-holy corpses!

Isn't he afraid that these five sub-holy spirits will come flexibly?

There are sub-saints who can't wait to use their supernatural powers to find out the reason.

"All the five saints were annihilated. ”

Among the demon cultivators, there is a strong sub-saint who sighs: "The soul does not exist, the true spirit is completely gone, only an empty shell god body is left, and the divinity is decaying and decaying." ”

The gaze of the Demon Cultivator Saints swept over Ye Ang, exchanging thoughts in the divine consciousness network, "Can you see what the means are?"

"It's not very certain, or the way of the heart, or the method of curse, maybe, there are other treacherous methods......"

Youyasheng sighed and said, "No matter what, be careful. ”

......

500,000 years have passed since the war began.

In the entire desolate land, the overall situation should be that the desolate monks have a little upper hand, but this advantage is not enough to praise.

After all, the demon cultivation army seemed to be endless, constantly pouring out of the dark and dreary heaven and earth, sweeping south.

On the main battlefield of the three parties, the three clans struggled to support and resisted the main force of demon cultivation.

But I don't know why, the sub-holy spirits on the opposite side are obviously not as many as the Honghuang side, but with the blessing of that black canopy, they are faintly fighting with the Honghuang monks.

More demon cultivators bypassed the main battlefield of the three clans and swept south like a tide.

There are thousands of races of demonic cultivators, but the most outstanding of them are the eight divine tribes, they are the Shura tribe, the Brahmana tribe, the Naga tribe, the Yaksha tribe, the Gandhava tribe, the Garuda tribe, the Kinnara tribe, and the Mahuragasa tribe.

Also known as the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Demons, it is the power of the Origin Demon Realm that directly belongs to the Heavenly Demons.

With the support of the black sky, these eight heavenly demons are extremely strong, and they vaguely begin to gradually gain an advantage, but on the side of the flood wilderness, there are too many gods, and there are a lot more than the opposite, and the gods are united with heaven and earth, and they are forced to suppress the opposite side to death.

The battle between the two sides became more and more intense, and soon there was a bigwig-level powerhouse in the Quadruple Heaven Realm of Yasheng, who was besieged by many demon cultivators and fell in a coincidence.

Since then, the sacred battlefield between the two sides has suddenly become fierce, the sub-saint has fallen, the heaven and the earth have their own visions, the catastrophe of the founder of a great avenue, the blood rain has been sprinkled between the heaven and the earth, the thunder has roared, hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers have withered, and under the blazing sun, the earth has frost and snow.

Many visions are intertwined between heaven and earth, representing the fall of one after another sub-sage bosses, not only on the side of the flood wilderness, but also on the side of demon cultivation.

The war is starting to get bloodier!

......

A demonic cultivator force is fleeing towards the north, and among them, led by an entry-level sub-saint, leading tens of millions of quasi-saints, desperately fleeing north.

In the entire team, there was not a single Da Luo Jin Immortal, let alone the existence of a Da Luo Jin Immortal, so they fled extremely fast.

As a demon cultivator who was transferred from a monk in the Flood Wilderness, Dead Moon has always been highly valued by many sub-saints in the Shura tribe, and has been vigorously cultivated, and finally became a sub-saint.

Compared with when he took refuge in the past, a small immortal, the gap between them cannot be reasoned.

Therefore, he has always actively participated in the war against the flood famine carried out by the demon cultivator.

It's just that he never thought that he would meet such a terrifying character this time.

"That's just a quasi-saint, why is it so powerful...... beside him, and there are quasi-saint henchmen lamenting and fearing.

Dead Moon pursed his lips, he felt a little ridiculous, as a sub-saint, he actually felt that his mouth was dry, and there was a faint joy in his heart for the rest of his life.

But when he thought of the terrifying invincible true king, he couldn't help but take everything for granted.

"Sure enough, it is the invincible true king, the Moon Shadow Yasheng of the Shura tribe did not lie to us, it is indeed an invincible king. "There are quasi-saints whispering, and Dead Moon knows why they say that, and they have been talking about it for hundreds of years, and they have been chattering and discussing it from time to time.

It's not that they really feel how powerful that invincible true king is, but that they are scared, and the fear of that existence is imprinted in their Dao hearts, and only by praising each other in this way can the fear in their hearts be slightly reduced.

Dead Moon even thought about whether his group of subordinates would be able to raise their courage and run away with him if the invincible True King appeared in front of them again.

Or are they more likely to just kneel down and show surrender to the other person?

This is not impossible, Dead Moon glanced at many of his subordinates, at that time, the king had already killed crazy, and his group of subordinates were driven by instinct to flee together.

If that king reappeared, and as long as the killing aura on his body was not so terrifying, these subordinates might just kneel.

Dead Moon can understand them, after all, the gap between the two is too big, as an existence that has fought with that invincible true king, Dead Moon can feel the strength of the other party even more.

The eight of them joined forces to resist each other's blows, and they were directly killed two on the spot!

It's not the kind that dies once, but erases the existence of the two sub-saints from the past to the future!

Just beside Dead Moon, he saw with his own eyes that the two teammates were pierced by a gun, strung on the gun, and in a moment, they were dead and gone, with no breath, all kinds of sub-holy supernatural powers, dead and resurrected, all of which were not used, and the true spirit was annihilated, and the divine nature in the divine body was decayed, and it was destroyed in an instant.

This scared the dead moon, who was on the side at the time, into a big scar, and his scalp tingled!

Why are the sub-holy spirits gods? because they are immortal in relation to the following levels!

Even if you die once, you can still project it from other past and future time and space and live again.

If you want to kill a sub-saint, you must kill it many times, and kill it repeatedly.

So for Yasheng, what really makes them fall into death is known death, such as meeting a big guy and being repeatedly erased.

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