"Old thing, you did it yourself, and let me do it"

Ye Yang looked at the old monster of the demon clan, and the corners of his mouth appeared, and the sneer that was exactly the same as just now made everyone's hearts chill.

The old man of the demon clan narrowed his eyes, and a touch of solemnity appeared on his old face like tree bark, and he actually felt great pressure from this lord-level son.

"You are Ye Yang?"

"Old ghost, you're right," Ye Yang said lightly.

The old man of the demon clan took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the anger in his heart, "You are so sure to deal with me?

Ye Yang glanced at him with slanted eyes, and said with some disgust, "I suddenly don't want to deal with you."

"Oh?" The old demon man's face was slightly relaxed, and his eyes were slightly stunned.

"I advise you to kill yourself, you look too disgusting, no one is a ghost, you hit my **" Ye Yang pouted.

"Huang Kou'er, I think you are looking for death" The old man of the demon clan was finally furious, his status as a demon god was extremely high, and it was the first time that someone had used such a tone against him.

Looking at the old man of the demon clan who was thunderous, Ye Yang frowned and said, "This is the last chance, don't miss the opportunity and never come again, if you don't cherish it, I'm afraid there won't be such a good thing."

"Die"

The old man of the demon clan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a bone whip appeared in his hand and smashed it down at Ye Yang.

At the same time, the rolling demonic qi erupted, spreading for thousands of miles, and with his whip, even the clouds on it shattered.

"Roll"

Ye Yang threw a punch, and the golden light burst out, hitting the bone whip, and after a bang, the bone fragment was shattered, and the old man of the demon clan vomited blood.

With his foot on the ground, he threw another punch, sealing the ground so that the old man had nowhere to avoid it.

The old man of the demon clan had not recovered from the first punch, and Ye Yang's second punch had already arrived, which scared him away.

From the blow just now, he finally understood Ye Yang's horror, Ye Yang's strength has a forbidden power, it is not clear, it can't hide, and it can't be carried.

What he didn't know was that this was Ye Yang's strength that had undergone a great mutation after he advanced to the third order of the Dragon Elephant Dark Golden Body.

A punch is not only full of its own power and the power of the world, but also contains spiritual power and soul power.

This is not his own comprehension, but after coming out of the Ancient Demon Pit, it fused on its own, and now he can't use it even if he wants to.

However, what surprised Ye Yang was that now he threw a punch, and the four powers were superimposed on each other, just like a rune formation, and the power was extremely great.

Seeing Ye Yang's second punch coming, the old man of the demon lord hurriedly sacrificed the troll head, and slapped it on the chest with a punch, and a large mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the troll head.

Nourished by his essence blood, the troll head let out a terrible howl and rushed towards Ye Yang's fist.

Seeing the troll head, Ye Yang didn't change in the slightest, and still smashed it with a punch.

"Boom"

Ye Yang's fist smashed on the troll's skull, making a loud noise, but to Ye Yang's surprise, the troll's head was not actually smashed, but was smashed out of a fist-shaped pit.

Seeing that Ye Yang didn't smash the troll head, the old man of the demon clan hurriedly recalled the troll head, and another mouthful of essence blood spurted out, directing the troll head to crash.

Ye Yang's expression couldn't help but be a little strange, is this old demon confused? Use blood to fight with me? Okay, I'll see how much blood you have to spray.

"Bang"

Ye Yang smashed out another punch, forcing the troll head back, and the old man of the demon clan really spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the troll head continued to attack Ye Yang.

"Bang ......"

"Puff ......"

The people around looked at this boring and monotonous, repeated attack method in a daze, and their faces became extremely weird.

The two of them slapped the troll's head back and forth as if they were playing ball, but every time they went back and forth, the old demon would squirt a mouthful of blood.

After dozens of back and forth, the old man's already thin face turned into pitch black, without a trace of blood.

After Ye Yang knocked the troll's head back with one punch, he was a little surprised that the old devil actually didn't knock the troll's head out, but stared at him deadly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's the matter, don't you play anymore?" Ye Yang said lightly.

"Hahaha, son, you fell under the old man's blood curse, I don't know, you are really stupid" The old man of the demon clan laughed, extremely proud.

Hearing the old man's words, everyone was taken aback, and only some demon powerhouses who were watching from the sidelines laughed at him.

The envoy of Yuan Ming glanced at Ye Yang and exclaimed, "Ye Yang, hurry up and resist the curse, I will take you to see the hall master."

"Haha, it's over, now he only has no more than two breaths, are you the old man who sprayed so much essence blood, is it for nothing?" said the old man of the demon clan disdainfully.

Ye Yang looked at the palm of his hand, which had a dark red color, seeping into the surface of the skin, and spread out his hand and asked, "Does your blood curse mean this?"

"Yes, this is exactly our Protoss Blood Curse, he will soak into your body, and in less than a breath, you will turn into a puddle of blood," the old man of the Demon Clan said proudly.

"Ye Yang, quickly cut off your arm," the Yuan Ming envoy hurriedly said. Because even if you stand down with your arm, as long as there is an elixir, it can still grow, but it is just a loss of some flexibility, which can be practiced back in the future.

"But I'm afraid of pain," Ye Yang said with some embarrassment.

"You...... You're really going to me off" The Yuan Ming envoy almost didn't come up in one breath, and finally came out with such a sentence.

But after saying this, he found that Ye Yang's face did not have a trace of anxiety at all, and he was obviously not worried.

Sure enough, after two breaths, Ye Yang's hands were still red, but there was nothing unusual about the person, it was still the same after the breath had passed.

Ye Yang waited a little impatiently, and asked, "Old ghost, where is your blood? Why hasn't it appeared yet?"

"This ...... This seems a bit undeserved," looking at Ye Yang's hands, the old man of the demon clan muttered.

Because the red color on Ye Yang's palm is the manifestation of being hit by the blood curse, and if he is hit by the blood curse, even if he cuts off his arms, it is useless, and his whole body will still turn into pus.

"This is simple, I guess you didn't get it right just now, let's try again" Ye Yang shook his head and said.

The old man of the demon clan was stunned for a moment, and asked casually, "How to try?"

"I'll get it off and try again" After speaking, a layer of thunder and lightning appeared in Ye Yang's hands, and with the appearance of thunder and lightning, the blood-red skin slowly disappeared, and it disappeared in less than a breath.

Ye Yang waved his hands that had returned to normal and said, "Okay, you continue to vomit blood, and I will continue to play."

"Poof"

The old man of the demon clan spurted out another mouthful of blood, but this time it was not sprayed on the troll's head, but spit on the ground, which was angered by Ye.

"Alas, you missed the shot," Ye Yang reminded seriously.

"Poof"

Although the old man of the demon clan tried his best to cover his mouth, it was probably because he was used to vomiting blood, and he couldn't stop at all, and the blood spurted out from his fingers, thin and far, all over the place.

"I find that I admire you more and more, you can vomit blood and spit out tricks" Ye Yang stretched out his thumb and said with a look of admiration.

"You ......" just one word, and almost a mouthful of blood spurted out, but this time he used great perseverance to hold back.

"You've been playing tricks on me"

"Yo, it's not bad, I can see it so quickly," Ye Yang said with a smile.

Then his face turned pale, his smile was not at all, and he looked at him coldly and said, "Old ghost, now the game is over, your hands are stained with the blood of innocent humans, and now I will let you taste that taste too."

Ye Yang stretched out his big hand and smashed it at the old man of the demon clan, this punch came out, the ground trembled, even the people who were watching the battle from a distance turned pale for a while, and they were shocked by the artistic conception of this punch.

Only then did they understand that Ye Yang was only serious at this time, and the previous battle was just like that old man of the demon clan, playing tricks on him.

The moment the old man of the demon clan attacked, he felt a tingling of his scalp, and he was locked.

Without hesitation, he slammed his fist into his chest, and a bloody arrow squirted into the troll's head, blocking it in front of him.

"Poof"

But this time it was different, Ye Yang smashed his fist on the troll head, and the real troll head couldn't withstand this terrifying power, and it was split in an instant.

And the old man of the demon clan behind the troll head, at the moment when the troll head was shattered, hugged his head and wailed.

But as soon as he remembered it, it was as if he had been cut by a knife and stopped abruptly, because a large golden hand grabbed his throat.

"You will regret it if I did, now is the time to honor the price of your indiscriminate killing of innocents" Ye Yang's voice was cold and ruthless.

Suddenly, Ye Yang's hands were filled with the power of thunder, and the old man of the demon clan trembled all over, and green smoke came out of his body, obviously suffering from extreme pain.

Ye Yang's heart suddenly moved, how could he almost forget this, and reached out to hold a horn on the head of the old man of the demon clan.

"Smack"

This voice made everyone tremble, because after this voice, one of the horns of the old demon clan was forcibly broken off by Ye Yang, and there was still flesh and blood in the roots.

"Jiuxuan, are you okay?" asked Ye Yang.

"No problem, I'll suppress it," Jiuxuan responded.

Now that Jiuxuan has awakened, he can perfectly suppress his cultivation and make his foundation extremely solid.

If it weren't for Jiu Xuan's presence, he would have been unable to suppress it a long time ago, and he would have broken through to the Sage Realm, in the days when Jiu Xuan was sleeping, he couldn't suppress his cultivation, causing some flaws, if Jiu Xuan woke up, this task would be handed over to it.

Ye Yang stretched out his big hand, the Killing God Technique worked, and the demon horn in his hand emitted a burst of green smoke, and the demon horn slowly disappeared, and an extremely pure and huge force was introduced into the body from Ye Yang's palm.

"Hehe, the power of the demon is really pure, continue" Jiu Xuan exclaimed.

Ye Yang didn't hesitate and broke off the other horn, but after absorbing the demon horn, Ye Yang was depressed and found that the old man of the demon clan was out of breath.

Throwing the demon to the ground, a Saint Realm powerhouse fell.

Ye Yang didn't glance at the bystanders outside, and bowed to the Yuanming envoy and said, "Senior, let's go back."

The envoy of Yuan Ming nodded, and led the three of them to step on a flying boat and fly in the direction of the Immortal Palace