The big guy who claims to be in this seat is a hundred feet tall, and the young warriors of the major forces are as small as ants in front of him. He was wearing a dark red armor, and his whole body exuded a strong aura, and the original power of the Shura battlefield seemed to tremble, fearing his majesty.

Three huge faces, with different expressions, either smiling, confused, or surprised. He didn't expect that he would be able to descend to the Shura Realm, after all, the Shura Realm was only for martial artists below Tianzun to enter. Although he is strong, the rules of the Shura Realm are not something he can challenge. If it weren't for the existence of the Demon Hand Forbidden Land to help, he would at most catch a few more young warriors to fight before the black vortex disappeared.

The one who sealed the Shura clan in the Shura realm forever must be the Great Emperor, and the Taoist Lord simply has such a thorough means. Not to mention that he is not an emperor yet, even if he has become an emperor, it is still wishful thinking to want to come in. The rules of the Shura realm are not set by one emperor, but by hundreds of emperors together.

The existence of the Demon Hand Forbidden Land is different, not to mention that in her heyday, she was able to compete with the Ziwei Emperor who suppressed the Three Thousand Territories, just because she was in the Shura Realm, she had a great advantage. However, the one who can suppress her in the Shura realm must be a supreme powerhouse, and ordinary emperors can't do it at all.

"Mine, mine, you are all my sacrifices, don't even think about running away!"

The three pairs of eyes of the big guy swept over one young warrior after another. Although the disciples of the major forces are not very good at cultivating, they are young and vigorous. The place where he used to be was in a harsh environment, and it was not easy to find a living being. When he suddenly saw so many living beings, he couldn't help but be excited.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you the name of this seat, being able to become a sacrifice of this seat is actually a blessing from your three lifetimes. Listen up, this seat of Wuji Yan, do you think that this seat is brilliant? It doesn't hurt to tell you, Wuji Yan is the seat itself, who makes this seat erudite and talented, and the five cars of learning!"

The head on the left said triumphantly, proud of his name. Anyway, the disciples of the major forces didn't have the slightest ability to resist in his heart, so before enjoying the sacrifices, he first preached how great he was, and then ate them, so that they could understand that it was also a great thing to be eaten by himself.

"This seat wants to eat you, why don't you make a move? Come on, come on, you are using martial arts, beating you first, and then eating you, it will definitely be more delicious." Don't ask me why, this seat is just itchy hands, do you have any opinions?"

The head on the right glared fiercely at the young warrior present, and his face was full of ferocity. If a young warrior made a move on him, he would definitely be beaten badly. Whether it is a Heavenly King Realm martial artist or a Heavenly Monarch Realm martial artist, it is impossible for him to be his opponent at all, and his realm is far above Tianzun.

Ling Dao and the Great Demon God looked at each other, Wuji Yan was completely different from the Asura they had seen before, not that Wuji Yan's realm was too high, but Wuji Yan's three heads seemed to have three thoughts. The left head likes to boast, the middle head wants to enjoy the sacrifice, and the right head is ready to make a move.

You can't blame Wuji Yan for this, if you change them to the place where Wuji Yan is, maybe they are more nervous than Wuji Yan. Long-term loneliness, Wuji Yan can only talk to himself, it just so happens that he has three heads, and over time, he has become what he is now.

"Do you want to eat us, or do you want to fight us?"

Ling Dao asked boldly, and the disciples of the major forces glared at him angrily, eager to beat him to death. The two pieces of advice he gave to Wu Ji Yan were all looking for death, if it weren't for Ling Dao's previous use of the Shura Saint King Banner to save their lives, they really wanted to pull Ling Dao's collar and ask him if he could speak.

Not to mention that they joined forces, even if they urged the holy soldiers, they were still not Wuji Yan's opponents. They came from extraordinary backgrounds, they had seen Tianzun, the Holy King, and some even saw the Daojun. But Wuji Yan's momentum was stronger than all the Heavenly Venerables they had ever seen, even if it was a Saint King, it was still not as good as Wuji Yan. Even, some young disciples felt that Wuji Yan was even more powerful than the elders they had seen.

In other words, Wuji Yan is likely to be a Dao Monarch, and there is a difference of 108,000 li between the Heavenly Monarch and the Dao Monarch. Even if he is the strongest Heavenly Monarch in the past, he is still vulnerable in front of Dao Monarch. No matter how confident they were, they didn't think they would be able to escape under the nose of Daojun.

When they urge the Holy Soldiers, they can only exert part of the power of the Holy Soldiers, but even if the Holy Soldiers exert all their power, it is still useless. The Holy Soldier has fully recovered, for the Heavenly Monarch, the strong is outrageous, and for the Dao Monarch, the weak are pitiful. How could the weapons refined by the Holy King be put in the eyes of the Dao King?

"No, no, no, what's the point of fighting and killing, why don't we recite poetry. I have nothing to do, and I just made a few good poems, so why don't I tell you, let you taste one or two, so that you can know that this seat is a pedantic celestial!"

"What are you saying, hurry up and enjoy the sacrifice, my stomach is already empty, just let them fill the emptiness of my stomach. ”

"Shut up, you two, I'm going to fight them. When I defeat them, whether you want to eat them or discuss poetry with them, I'm not interested!"

Wu Jiyan's three heads actually argued, as if the three of them were arguing. If you listen to the left head, the disciples of the major forces can live for a while longer, if you listen to the middle head, they will enter Wuji Yan's stomach now, and if you listen to the right head, they will have to be beaten first.

"His strength is very strong, it's not something we can deal with, but fortunately, his head is not bright, or let's run away now?"

"As long as we flee separately, he will definitely only be able to catch a few. Whether we live or die depends on our luck. ”

"Anyway, we won't stay in the Shura realm forever, as long as the time comes, we will return to our own territory, and it doesn't matter if he can chase him when the time comes, even if we chase him, we are still not afraid of him. ”

No matter how bad the emperor power is, he will definitely not be afraid of a Dao monarch. Just invite an imperial soldier, and you can fight Wuji Yan full of teeth. Anyway, they come from different forces, and the alliance is only temporary, and now that their lives are at stake, they have long forgotten about the alliance.

"Before leaving, do you want to snatch the Shura Holy King Banner over? If we have the Shura Holy King Banner in our hands, what are we afraid of?"

"Stupid, it's too late to escape now, are you still thinking about the Shura Holy King Banner? You can think that your life is long, but don't drag us into the water, we don't want to die, you know?"

Originally, after the warriors of the Asura tribe fled, there was a Heavenly Monarch who wanted to snatch the Shura Holy King Banner of Ling Dao. After all, just one Shura Saint King Banner is more powerful than ninety-nine holy soldiers, who doesn't want to take it for themselves? As for Ling Dao's kindness to save them, some of them directly ignored it, and some of them were prepared to report it later, one yard to one yard, isn't it?

It's a pity that the appearance of Wuji Yan disrupted their plans. Ling Dao had already put away the Shura Saint King Banner, and if they wanted to snatch the Shura Saint King Banner, they would definitely have to attack Ling Dao. A peerless genius who can break through the martial arts corridor, even if he only has the peak of the Heavenly King Realm, is still not easy to deal with. If it was because of their recklessness that they attracted the attention of Wuji Yan, it would be wishful thinking for them to try to escape for their lives.

There are no fools among the disciples of the major forces, and no one wants to sit idly by. If they can beat Wuji Yan, they will definitely make a move, even if it costs a certain price. It's just that there is obviously no chance of winning, so they won't be stupid, and it is the right choice to run for their lives as quickly as possible.

At the moment of life and death, they can no longer care about their younger brothers and sisters, and their own lives are the most important. Besides, Wuji Yan is not blind, it is impossible for them to run away and Wuji Yan cannot see it. Martial artists with low realms just buy time for martial artists with high realms so that they can get out of the tiger's mouth.

"Hey, I haven't told you my poems yet, why don't you want to run away without saying hello? Do you understand politeness? Is there any trust between living beings?"

"You are all my sacrifices, boiled ducks, how can you fly away?"

"This seat wants you to make a move, it is to compete with this seat, not to run for your life, do you have the guts?"

Although the meaning of Wuji Yan's three heads is different, their purpose is the same, which is to keep all the young warriors. The disciples of the major forces still underestimated Wuji Yan's methods, even if they fled in different directions, it was still useless.

The general trend of heaven and earth within a radius of five hundred miles fell suddenly, and the young martial artists only felt that the space had become extremely tight. Originally, they fled as fast as they could, but now their speed has been greatly reduced, and they are almost like ordinary people walking. Their bodies seem to be pressed against countless mountains, and they are incredibly heavy.

Immediately afterwards, Wuji Yan's middle head opened his mouth and sucked. A huge suction force sucked back one young warrior after another. The dozens of martial artists who fled slowly, who were closest to Wuji Yan, were sucked into their stomachs by Wuji Yan one after another. The space in Wuji Yan's stomach is extremely vast, and after they enter, it is impossible for them to come out again, they can only wait for death.

"It's over, are we really going to be food for her?"

"Who told me that although the Shura Realm is full of dangers, the most powerful martial artist is only a half-step Tianzun, dare not stand in front of me, I promise not to kill you!"

"I thought about dying at the hands of the disciples of other forces, and I also thought about dying at the hands of the warriors of the Asura clan, but I didn't think about dying in the womb of others. ”

Wu Jiyan's methods made them desperate. Even if the Asura tribe had taken out ninety-nine holy weapons before, they still had the courage to continue to attack. But now, in the face of Wuji Yan, their strength is simply a joke. If the Seven Patriarchs knew about the current situation, they would definitely laugh out loud, with so many Heavenly Realm martial artists to bury him, he would die without regrets.