It's Kirishima!

Yang Yifan quickly remembered.

On Kirishima, he met the Yaksha who was not yet dead, and it was this heartbeat-like sound that also made his sea of consciousness vibrate, but this time, the power was too strong for his soul to bear at all.

"What is it?"

He asked the demon.

"You've guessed it, why bother asking me?"

The demon's voice also revealed an unprecedented solemnity, "No wonder it will be sealed with the broken earth spirit vein, no wonder your ancestor will fall with this, this is simply suppressed by itself, and the twelve strong people are connected with the soul chain to provide power for you, the ancestor, here, there is a residual drop of the blood of the Yaksha Sage!"

A drop of the blood of the Yaksha Sage?

Yang Yifan's heart was in turmoil, he really couldn't imagine how strong the Yaksha Sage was, just a drop of residual blood, it was so domineering that the ancestor who single-handedly created the Star Picking Sect also had to suppress it with his life.

"If you don't become holy, you will all be ants after all, otherwise the five great war kings of the world will not join forces and die together with the Yaksha Sage. ”

The demon's voice also carried a touch of sadness, "It's just a pity that you, the ancestor, are amazingly talented and domineering, if you continue to cultivate, even if you look at the whole world, you will inevitably be a strong person, but you died here, and you don't even know about the disciples and grandchildren." ”

Call.

Yang Yifan couldn't help but take a deep breath, but he still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart, although the demon had always told him that the sage was very powerful, but until now, he could be regarded as having a clear understanding.

"Not good. ”

Suddenly, the demon's voice rang out, "Retreat." ”

The voice had just sounded, and it was directly a bang, and from the position of the Star Picking Sect Ancestor's chest, a scarlet light suddenly burst out.

It's so rich!

In an instant, it was filled with the place, shaking, flowing like blood.

This is the taste of the sea of corpses and blood!

Even if Yang Yifan kills people like hemp, the bloody aura can't be compared with here at all, it's too much worse.

In the blood light, a blurry scene emerged.

Countless figures were turning, and terrible wails were heard, stumps and severed arms appeared, and rivers of blood flowed.

Still in the midst of constant change, you can see the mountains collapsing one after another, countless creatures bursting into blood mist in an instant, and you can also see the mountains shattering suddenly, everything destroyed, and there are also secret realms that have been pierced through, and the terrifying space storm has wiped out everything.

"A drop of demonic blood shines through the mountains and rivers. ”

The demon's exclamation rang out, "Now, do you know how powerful the Sage is?"

No wonder the Eastern Wilderness has become like this.

Yang Yifan's shock was too great, and this kind of power was indeed beyond the single ancestor of the king of war, because he had entered the body of the king of boxing, and he couldn't reach this level at all.

But immediately, he sensed that something was wrong, and the huge coercion swept over him and made him breathless, and he realized that all the red light was rushing towards him.

"Damn, there's still a remnant of will. ”

The demon cursed, and the power of the divine soul surged out at full speed.

But it's just something to resist.

If it weren't for the fact that he had devoured and refined the Nine Dao Divine Souls before, I was afraid that he would not be able to protect Yang Yifan.

It was as if there were mountains falling one after another, Yang Yifan's body was directly bent, and a pair of feet kept trembling, falling towards the ground little by little, although his fists were clenched, and his whole body exploded wildly, but it was really too bad, and his knees were still kneeling towards the ground.

"Mole ants, bow down and offer your blood. ”

The voice sounded directly from Yang Yifan's sea of knowledge, high above, like a god.

Ant?

Bow?

Yang Yifan's fists were clenched, and the nails directly pierced the flesh and blood in his palms, and warm blood gushed out, but he didn't feel the slightest sharp pain, just unwilling and unyielding will.

"Get on your knees. ”

The voice rang out again.

The ensuing pressure multiplied suddenly, and all those blood rays poured into Yang Yifan's body.

It's getting closer.

I'm about to get to my knees.

"Grass mud horses. ”

Yang Yifan's face showed a look of extreme madness, "Isn't it great if it's a sage? It's not that it was killed by my ancestor, and the remnant soul hasn't been suppressed by my ancestor for so many years, let me kneel down to you? ”

With a bang, Yang Yifan's knee was blasted open by spiritual power, flesh and blood splattered, and two terrifying wounds appeared!

He will cut off his feet.

It's crazy!

The evil demon was also a little frightened by Yang Yifan's decisiveness and ruthlessness, he had also come into contact with a lot of people from the war clan back then, but none of them were as crazy as Yang Yifan, without the slightest hesitation, he was about to cut off his feet directly.

Blood continued to pour out of the wound, golden blood appeared, and as soon as it was stained with the blood light, it immediately changed, and the battle intent that soared to the sky instantly rose to the sky, and the dazzling golden light burst out.

It's like a golden spear, shattering those bloody stabs in an instant.

"You're actually a descendant of those five?"

The voice was full of anger and surprise, where was the little bit of superiority and invincibility before?

The weight dissipated abruptly.

When there was a sound, the blood shadow gun supported the ground, and Yang Yifan, whose knee was injured, stood firm.

The golden light in the sky was sweeping wildly, and the blood light immediately melted rapidly like the white snow in spring.

"Damn, isn't it dead? How can there be descendants left?"

Annoyed and angry, this is not at all what a saint should be.

But the Yaksha Sage just couldn't help it.

The power of the Sage is invincible, which is well known to all races.

But it was all broken by those five damn guys.

Even if he went crazy and worked hard, and even destroyed the Terran domain, it was still useless, he was finally slaughtered and became a stepping stone to the supreme divine power of the Terran War King.

This is also an extremely weak drop of residual blood, which happened to smash into the eye of this mass of Nine Yin Winds, otherwise it would have been wiped out a long time ago.

"Damn, the people of the Warclan deserve to die. ”

From the chest of the Star Picking Sect Patriarch, a drop of blood the size of a small thumb suddenly emerged, although the blood light was dim, but the aura that exuded was still terrifying, and even this space was vibrating violently, as if it was about to be shattered.

The blood in Yang Yifan's body also burned at this moment, replenishing the power of his bloodline, and the golden light became more and more devastating.

"Hmph, it's too weak, give Ben Sheng death. ”

The demonic blood shook, and it was shattered in an instant, and a drop the size of a grain of rice fell off and shot towards Yang Yifan.

This drop of blood was the hope of the Yaksha Sage, but now he directly shattered a small part of himself, which shows his hatred for the War Clan.

That's too powerful.

The diffuse golden light was pierced in an instant, and the terrifying aura was like a tsunami, coming towards Yang Yifan.

The power of the demon's soul swept wildly.

But it still didn't work.

In just the blink of an eye, that drop of blood penetrated everything and arrived in front of Yang Yifan.

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