"Tick ......"

The bright red blood dripped on the ground, condensed into fragmented petals, Xiao Yu looked at the two men in front of him in a daze, he had never found in his life that blood could be so bright and cruel.

It turned out that on the avenue of pursuing the Heavenly Dao, it was never so peaceful, but full of endless pain and suffering.

Zuo Yuntang and Mo Tianyun were still standing upright on the ground, their eyes still clear, but all the breath had already drifted away with the wind.

Xiao Yu didn't shed tears, because he knew why these two men lost their lives, and everything they did was not to stop the demons, but to awaken his heart, and use the scorching blood so that the blood in his body would not cool.

What they hope for, Xiao Yu will definitely do, this is a promise between men, and it is the deepest avenue in his heart.

In the silence, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "It's really two people who can't help themselves, do you think you can change the result in this way?"

Xiao Yu's blood seemed to be ignited in an instant, fiercely burning monstrous flames, the cyan halo enveloped his body in an instant, and the extreme cyan scale armor covered the entire right shoulder, Xiao Yu raised his head, and his gaze looked directly at the sky.

"Aang!"

The high dragon roar shook the heavens and the earth, as if to show his supreme bloodline, and the huge vertical pupils appeared behind Xiao Yu, transforming into a thousand dragon phantoms.

"Aang—"

The dragon's groans became higher and higher, and all the birds and beasts in Xihe Square and the depths of the clouds trembled and prostrate on the ground, as if worshipping their own emperor.

Facing the peerless master of the demon race, Xiao Yu's eyes did not have the slightest fear, and every dragon groan he released was the most powerful challenge.

Ling Yu looked at Xiao Yu with a clear look, his eyes were still as calm as water, "You are angry, I thought that you would not be angry." ”

Xiao Yu's eyes were cold, condensing infinite murderous aura, but these murderous auras were condensed but not released, Xiao Yu was as calm as an ancient divine stone on Kunlun Mountain.

"Anger doesn't mean losing my mind, and if you want to wake up my demons, I'm afraid it's not enough to do everything I have done now. ”

Lingyu's eyes flashed slightly, and finally there was a slight change, the reason why she did all this was originally to make Xiao Yu feel endless frustration, whether he was slumped or burned by anger and fell into madness, it could be used to trigger his inner demons.

Only by luring out Xiao Yu's inner demons can she have the best chance to get what she really wants.

However, in the face of the abuse of his fellow clansmen and the death of his best friend, although Xiao Yu was enveloped in endless anger at this moment, his expression still maintained a terrifying calm. Lingyu knew that he was not only trying his best to restrain the demons in his heart, but also to endure his anger with all his might, and only she understood how terrifying this restraint and endurance were.

Exhaled lightly, there was only a momentary change, and Lingyu's expression immediately returned to its original state, she was calmer and more composed than Xiao Yu.

Because she knows very well that the calmness she maintains will make everything Xiao Yu unable to get out of her control.

"In that case, let's settle the unfinished matter first, and I also want to know if I can finally awaken your demons. ”

"Eight-"

The time of ten breaths has already ended, but the spirit language still counts the eighth sound, this number is tantamount to a life talisman for the group of heroes, although the momentum urged by Xiao Yu is against the sky, but the abuse still sounds endlessly.

"Nine—"

The blue dragon phantom behind Xiao Yu was uncertain, and only the light from the vertical pupils became clearer and clearer, condensing the monstrous anger.

Seeing that Xiao Yu never made any moves, finally someone stopped making any hope, one person moved, and tens of millions of people followed, landing in the two major areas of the Nine Heavens Temple and the True Dragon Holy Land respectively.

Of the millions of heroes in Xihe Square, there are only more than 100,000 people still standing at this moment, and the rest of them have either fallen to the ground, or left their original positions and chosen another path.

"100,000 people—" Lingyu looked at the 100,000 people who were still standing proudly, not knowing whether to admire or ridicule.

"Since then, this continent has not been half proud. ”

A person turned behind Ling Yu, wearing a dark robe, his right palm pressed down, and a black halo fell from the sky, instantly enveloping the entire Xihe Square, and hundreds of millions of ghosts and resentful spirits let out a terrible cry, like the Nine Shadows Purgatory.

Although 100,000 people were guarding the Great Dao, they still couldn't help but feel palpitations in the face of these hundreds of millions of resentful spirits, but they didn't expect that their final fate would be devoured by resentful spirits, and then turn into new resentful spirits.

Yan Wangsun's eyes showed a look of horror, and he muttered, "Is this the Ninth Heavenly Demon Pillar?" ”

It turns out that the eight Heavenly Demon Pillars on Kyushu were all generated in this way, and on the Emperor Continent, there are countless people who have died at the hands of the demons.

With the only strength he has left now, it is simply not enough to stop the ninth Heavenly Demon Pillar from being reborn, the power that the demons possess is far from what they can resist, and the only chance for the human race to win is to prevent the demons from appearing on the Chaodi Continent, but unfortunately this only chance of victory was wiped out by him himself.

The boundless hatred was all condensed in his chest, and Yan Wangsun's originally empty pupils suddenly turned into extreme flames.

"Hum—"

Yan Wangsun sat cross-legged on the ground, and a wisp of silver-white flames slowly conjured up behind him, which was only a foot long at first, but grew with the wind, but in an instant, it had condensed into thousands of zhang of flames, all over Xihe Square.

When the spirits and spirits saw the flames, they fled in all directions, and those who could not avoid them were instantly burned to ashes by the flames.

Everyone lowered their heads one after another, their expressions were extremely gloomy, Yan Wangsun was burning his essence blood and divine soul, trying his best to devour those ghosts and resentful spirits, but compared with hundreds of millions of resentful spirits, although these flames were fierce, they still seemed so small, and when the flames dissipated, Yan Wangsun would completely disappear into the Three Realms, leaving nothing left.

100,000 people stared at all this with tragic eyes, although Yan Wangsun was arrogant for a while and did not follow Xiao Yu's advice, which caused the human race to fall into a desperate situation, everything he did could still prove his greatness.

"Peng—"

In the vast heaven and earth, another bright flame was born, but it was different from the silver-white flame of Yan Wangsun, it was dark purple.

"Ice—"

The cold ice condensed, quietly crisscrossing the heavens and the earth, and all kinds of energy condensed, and behind 100,000 people, 100,000 heavy energy beams were conjured in turn, in the boundless darkness, beautiful and eternal.

Xiao Yu stood with his head held high, such a tenacious and stubborn soul finally couldn't resist the sourness in his heart, and turned into boundless tears.

What better than watching those people die and helpless, unable to do anything and unable to do anything......

The only thing that can be adhered to is that the heart does not fall into the devil's way.

In the coming day, I will definitely pay it back a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!