One Thousand and Twelve: The Ancestor of the Demon Race

Although there was a hint of emotion, for the woman in white, the shock that Jiang Yun brought to her was nothing more!

Because in front of her, there are nine old men!

Of these nine old men, the weakest is the Dao Realm, and the strongest is the Dao Realm.

With the combined efforts of the nine people, even the powerhouses of the humane isomorphism realm can block it.

These nine people are what she really relies on, and they are the strongest defense that she is sure that Jiang Yun can't get close to her.

It's just that there is less than ten miles left, but she can't let Jiang Yun break through easily no matter what, so she spoke again, still with the same three words: "Kill him!" ā€

This time, she spoke, in an extremely soft voice, not in front of the 100,000 monks who had collapsed, but in front of the nine old men who were sitting cross-legged around her with their eyes closed.

As her words fell, an old man suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and slapped Jiang Yun in the air.

In an instant, a palm the size of a hundred zhang appeared above Jiang Yun's head, and it was densely covered with countless black lines.

Magic Pattern!

This old man turned out to be a member of the Demon Race!

However, Jiang Yun understood that these nine old men who protected the women in white should be the strong ones specially selected by Dao Zun from among the various clans and sects.

Although the palm of his hand is not big, the old man who shot is a cultivator of the Dao Realm, and the majestic pressure contained in the palm is like a mountain pressing on Jiang Yun and Yi Zheng and other tens of thousands of people behind him, but it makes their momentum stop suddenly.

Feeling the coercion from the pitch-black palm, Jiang Yun's momentum also skyrocketed, and under the invisible skin of everyone, there were also black lines that began to emerge rapidly, it was the Vajra Demon Pattern!

As the Vajra Demon Pattern crawled all over Jiang Yun's body at a frantic speed, it suddenly made the ten thousand people behind him feel the coercion on their bodies.

"Retreat!"

But at this moment, Jiang Yun's mouth suddenly issued an order.

Jiang Yun led 10,000 people to rush through a distance of more than 90 miles, breaking through the human wall formed by 100,000 monks, and even let 10,000 people, not one of them die!

And now, Jiang Yun knew that the last distance of less than ten miles left, as well as the nine old men, was not at all something that ten thousand people could contend with.

Live and die together!

Jiang Yun couldn't let any of them die because of himself.

Even if he wanted to die, he would die first, so at this moment, he used the Vajra Demon Body alone to resist the coercion from the black palm above, and let the ten thousand people retreat, and he went to cross this last distance alone.

Hearing Jiang Yun's order, the 10,000 people were stunned, and 10,000 pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Yun at the same time.

Although they knew that Jiang Yun was protecting them, they were ready to die before the start of the big war, and the moment they stood beside Jiang Yun, they were ready to protect Jiang Yun with their own lives.

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But now, Jiang Yun actually asked them to retreat.

Yi Zheng, who was covered in blood, wiped the blood on his face and said urgently: "My lord......"

Before Yi Zheng finished speaking, Jiang Yun had already unceremoniously interrupted coldly: "Retreat!" ā€

The military order is like a mountain!

Yi Zheng stood stunned, suddenly bowed to Jiang Yun with a fist, then turned around and shouted at the ten thousand people: "Didn't everyone hear the words of the adults, all give Lao Tzu a retreat, retreat, retreat!" ā€

At the same time as he shouted these words, there was already a mist rising in Yi Zheng's eyes, blurring his vision, but he gritted his teeth and led by example, and was the first to retreat to the rear.

10,000 people, without the slightest hesitation, gritted their teeth, held back the tears in their eyes, and began to retreat.

Although Yi Zheng and the others were reluctant in their hearts, under Jiang Yun's same order twice in a row, they could only retreat!

Although the body is retreating, each of them has made an oath in their hearts, if Jiang Yun is in any danger, then even if he disobeys the military order and dies by himself, he must protect Jiang Yun as much as possible.

It is no exaggeration to say that at this moment, the hearts of these 10,000 people are all surging with the idea of self-explosion!

In the eyes of others, although the crowd of 10,000 people retreated, behind them, there was Jiang Yun's lonely figure, who did not retreat!

Not only did he not retreat, but Jiang Yun also used his own strength to block the falling palm in the sky.

"Huh?"

This scene made the old man who made the shot show a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Jiang Yun's performance along the way, in fact, he saw it in his eyes, and knew that Jiang Yun's real strength was definitely far inferior to himself.

Therefore, he deliberately showed this palm, wanting to kill Jiang Yun and 10,000 people with one palm.

But Jiang Yun was able to block his palm, which naturally made his face flash with displeasure.

In the case of making a move by himself, if he can't stop Jiang Yun, it will really hurt his face.

Therefore, he let out a cold snort from his mouth, and saw that the pitch-black palm also fell straight towards Jiang Yun again.

Jiang Yun raised his head suddenly, looked at the palm above his head that was getting closer and closer, and coldly spit out four words in his mouth: "Your magic pattern is not as good as mine!" ā€

As he spoke, the Vajra Demon Pattern skyrocketed again, crawling from his body onto his face, and even his eyes were covered with Demon Patterns!

For the first time, Jiang Yun revealed all the Vajra Magic Patterns, and for the first time, he let everyone see him who was completely covered by the Demon Patterns!

At this moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared behind Jiang Yun!

Although the figure was illusory, it could still be seen clearly, it was a pitch-black, first-born two-horned, and as tall as ...... Demon!

With the appearance of this demon, just like the appearance of Dao Venerable before, the battlefield of tens of millions of people appeared again in a moment of silence.

Huo Ran, the white-clothed old man who made the move, widened his eyes, and the depths of his eyes revealed a thick color of disbelief and fear.

All the demons involuntarily trembled in their hearts.

In front of Lu Miao, the tall demon owl's eyes were glazed, staring at the demon behind Jiang Yun.

The three-headed and six-armed Silent Golem, which had always stood between heaven and earth, had not yet made a move, trembled slightly.

It wasn't the trembling of the golem, but the trembling of the demon clan within it.

Because only they knew very well that the demon standing behind Jiang Yun was the real demon.

Even, it's the ancestor of the demon race!

The vast majority of people think that the demon clan has only one demon ancestor, and that is the ancestor of the statue of the demon relic.

But in fact, the demon clan has ten ancestors!

These ten ancestors, that is, the earliest owners of the ten demon bodies, each of them is the ancestor of the demon race.

It's just that the ten groups of demons have already fallen, not to mention the current demons, even in the oldest records of the demons, no one can see one of these ten ancestors with their own eyes.

If even one of the ten ancestors existed, the entire demon race would not be reduced to the point where they needed to return to the Temple of Killing God in order to retain the qualifications for the continuation of the race.

They can only see the illusory ancestor image like the Demon Ancestor when the clansmen have the corresponding demon body.

That is, the golem that is now displayed behind Jiang Yun.

That's the Vajra Demon Ancestor!

"Boom!"

At this moment, the pitch-black palm finally fell, but not on Jiang Yun's body, but on the body of the golem.

"Whoever stands in my way, die!"

At the same time, Jiang Yun also suddenly spoke, clenched his fists, and smashed down on the old man who made a move.

It was not only Jiang Yun's fist that smashed down, but the Wanzhang Golem behind him also raised its fist and smashed it towards the old man.

This punch did not have the slightest aura fluctuation, did not have any magical powers, and some were just pure physical power.

It's just that this is the power that belongs to the Vajra Demon Body, to the illusory Demon Ancestor!