He felt it.

Behind him, an extremely fierce aura was surging wildly, causing a tingling pain to come from his vest immediately.

A glimpse.

His eyes widened with a look of horror.

The void is shaking.

Then it shattered suddenly, and the shiny tip of the spear that shimmered with cold light appeared, and instantly disappeared into his vest, and a sharp pain came, and the flesh and blood in his chest bulged forward, cracked, and the tip of the spear penetrated.

Impacted by the huge force, he threw himself forward, and was directly nailed to the ground, the spirit array was in front of him, he gritted his teeth, grasped the ground with ten fingers of both hands, and tried hard to climb over.

But the crimson spear was nailed there, and he couldn't move at all.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

Footsteps sounded, and a pair of bloodstained feet appeared in front of his eyes.

It's Yang Yifan.

"Little brute, you dare. ”

Seeing that when Yang Yifan's right foot was raised, the old guy screamed hoarsely, and was trampled under the feet of a little beast in the Sendai Realm, which was a huge shame.

But it didn't work.

Yang Yifan's feet fell directly, and the old guy only felt a huge surge of force, his head was not controlled at all, and he immediately sank down, and smashed to the ground with a bang, clinging to it, unable to move.

"How's it going, are you desperate?

Yang Yifan squatted down, his eyes staring at the old guy's face.

How can you not despair?

I have seen hope, and I am only a few steps away from surviving or even turning defeat into victory, but now I am nailed here, and anyone will be desperate if I change it.

However, the old guy felt more grievances in his heart than despair, he was not a fool, how could he not understand? This was clearly Yang Yifan's intention, which shattered his hopes at the last moment.

It was deliberate indeed.

Yang Yifan has always been decisive and ruthless, and directly put people to death, but this time he didn't, and killed this old guy directly, that is, I am sorry for those dead predecessors of the war clan and other innocent people.

Without further nonsense, he drew a crimson spear in his right hand, and then fell suddenly.

"Ahh ”

A terrible scream rang out.

It was the spiritual sea that was pierced.

The quasi-saint who once made countless people look up to and fear was abolished and cultivated by Yang Yifan.

The remaining spiritual power was out of control, scurrying around the old guy's body, like a spear stabbing his internal organs, and in just two or three breaths, the whole person had completely lost his human form.

Swish.

Yang Yifan bent down, reached out and grabbed the old guy's feet, and walked outside like dragging a dead dog, leaving a dazzling blood-colored mark on the ground.

"Little brute, kill me and avenge those people. ”

The panicked screams kept coming, "Think about those children, hahaha, they were still alive when I stabbed them and pulled out their hearts and livers, still crying, still screaming for mercy." ”

But Yang Yifan was not moved at all, the agitation method was useless to him, he would kill him directly if he wanted to, and it was useless to provoke him no matter how much he didn't want to kill.

Soon, the old guy was dragged by Yang Yifan to the small graves.

The old guy knew what Yang Yifan wanted to do, and he struggled violently all of a sudden, it was useless at all, Yang Yifan made a move, directly stepped on his feet and knees, and then lifted his hands.

Bang.

Kneeling on the ground, the old fellow was still struggling desperately, and there was nothing more humiliating to him than this, and as a traitor, he was most afraid of this.

Yang Yifan raised his right hand, and the red spear pierced the old guy's body again, penetrating and invading the ground, and the old guy's upper body bowed forward, and it was difficult to move the slightest.

Then, the power of his divine soul poured out from the center of his eyebrows, and he slammed into the old man's sea of knowledge.

"Ahh ”

The spirit was wounded again, and the old man screamed in pain again.

"Kill me, little brute, kill me, avenge those people. ”

This is a hundred times more painful than killing him directly, a hundred times more shameful, a thousand times, but now that he is abolished, his soul is also on the verge of being broken, let alone struggling, and he can't even commit suicide.

"Just kneel down here. ”

Yang Yifan's voice was already a little hoarse, and as he spoke, he also took out a Jiupin Healing Pill and stuffed it into the old guy's mouth, so that the old guy could live for a few years, which was the biggest punishment and torture for the old guy.

Swish.

Looking at the small graves, Yang Yifan's heart was also extremely complicated, if these dead heroes knew what happened later, I don't know what they would think? Will they regret it, they paid with their lives, but they were guarding such a group of soft bones, white-eyed wolves, and traitors.

After standing for a moment of incense, he looked at the old fellow again, and then broke the middle finger of his right hand and took off the storage ring.

"Little beast, what if you kill me, those war clan dead ghosts still can't survive, your identity will be discovered sooner or later, and then it will be the day when you die without a place to be buried, and your soul will be forever. ”

"Someone will avenge me. ”

But Yang Yifan didn't speak again at all, turned around and walked in the direction of the array eye, he needed to use the essence blood power gathered there in the array eye to heal his injuries, and he needed to continue to improve his strength.

"Little beast, with your strength, think of the array and dream, you can't enter the spirit array. ”

"Old Zamao, you seem to have forgotten that you opened the spirit array just now. ”

This?

It was as if his neck was choked, and the old guy was immediately speechless, but the look of grievance in his eyes was even worse, if time could be turned back, he would never do this.

Moreover, he will also abolish Yang Yifan the moment he sees him.

It's a pity that time can only pass forward, and there is never a regret medicine in this world.

Yang Yifan left.

Before coming to the spirit array arranged by the old guy and the others, he didn't stop, and went directly through the open gap.

There was a haze of blood in front of him.

The space is not large, fifty zhang square, and the ground is engraved with extremely complex spiritual patterns.

And above his head was a ball of blood about ten zhang long, which gave Yang Yifan the feeling that it was like magnifying water droplets, and there was blood swaying in it.

Is this the Eye of the Formation?

Yang Yifan stared carefully, and the five war kings were not completely resolved, which shows the mystery and power of this thing, but, thinking about it, the warriors of the ancient war basically surpassed the holy level, and the treasures left behind naturally could not be ignored.

With a little foot, his whole body instantly rose into the air.

Maybe there's danger inside, but so what?

Poof.

rushed in, and Yang Yifan's figure disappeared like this, completely submerging into the blood group.