"Stick to the fifteenth, go and stay from the heart, I really can't insist, but I can contact Yamu. ”

"If reinforcements arrive early, the Quartet will make a decision on the spot. ”

"See the bird three hundred miles away, remember, remember!"

The first two sentences are letters from Thirteen Lang to the Heavenly Oracle, and Zuihou's sentence is inconvenient to say, and Thirteen Lang is engraved on the stone wall as a warning. In addition, Yamu had already been instructed that once he found that a void bird appeared, whether it was a demon cultivator or a reinforcement, he must not stay in Jinshan anymore and retreat for at least three hundred miles.

It was impossible for Shisanlang to tell the demon cultivator that he was cultivating the True Fire inside to capture the soul of a true spirit, so he had to inform Yamu and the others that he needed to retreat for a few days because he had occasional experiences in digging holes.

Only he can make up such a reason, digging holes can dig out his experience, so that everyone can see it, what is a genius?

The arrangement can not be described as elaborate, logically speaking, no matter whether the demon cultivator can hold on for fifteen days or not, he will not fall into a situation where there is no way out. However, when Yamu saw the appearance of the void bird and the passage was closed by Lu Mo and the others, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he felt deep despair.

He didn't know if Lu Mo had seen this, and it was impossible for him to go back and ask now, what Yamu knew was that no matter what situation he encountered in the past, Shisanlang had never spoken in such a stern tone.

After getting along for a long time, Yamu knows the character of Thirteen Lang better than anyone else, and knows that he can't measure the results by his cultivation. He had a gut feeling in his heart that if he didn't do what he was told, he would die.

Not only will he die, but everyone on the Golden Mountain, including those god-transforming cultivators with mana, will also die together.

For no reason, Yaki just believed in this feeling, so when he found out that the passage was buried, there was a "buzz" in his mind. His eyes were black, almost fainting.

Even if it is easier to dig a passage thousands of meters deep, it is not possible to complete it in a moment;

Demon cultivators still have to go from here. He had to retreat to a distance of three hundred miles, and although there was no time limit for Thirteen Lang, he could tell if he thought about it with his feet, and it was obvious that the sooner the better.

In that case, is it too late?

The stones rained down, and they couldn't hide the crazy figure. Yamu's red eyes seemed to breathe fire, and his hands swayed his magic powers to sacrifice magic weapons, no matter what flying swords, big swords, hammers, gongs and drums, all smashed towards the top of the passage.

Really digging, the Demon Soul Son soon discovered a depressing truth. It's harder to dig from the bottom up than from the top!

Stones will fall, Yamu can not always stand under the passage waiting to be buried alive, in addition, the passage space is limited, he has to put up those dug out stones, thousands of meters of passage, even if only digging a hole for one person to drill, there are countless stones piled up, where it is said that digging can be dug out. How can it fit it.

"Ahh

Digging and digging, Yamu began to howl loudly. Like a wolf in distress calling for his companions, he dug a few more times, and as the stones in the passage grew, and as the firebird became more and more invisible, Yamu began to weep bitterly.

Now, he has felt the threat brought by the firebird, and the fear from his soul is constantly urging Yamu. Let's go, get out of here!

"No, I can't!"

Escaped for half a year, spent all the time in no longer suffering, and was looking forward to it all the time. Seeing that the universe was about to be reversed and the dawn was just ahead, the whole shijie suddenly sank, and at this time, Yamu seemed to feel that his sky had collapsed, and his life had completely lost its meaning, and he didn't know where to go.

Click!

A treasure is broken in the impact, and there is a sigh of nothingness, and if the treasure has a spirit, and the owner uses an ancient treasure mirror as a large sword, and constantly bombards the stone, it will surely cause complaints.

This treasure mirror is his most powerful magic weapon, and even the sacrificial refining has not really been completed, if it is not because the mana is wrongly urged, or no matter how much strength is used, how can there be a reason that it can't hit the stone.

"It's over, it's over!"

Ya Mu fluted for a moment, hurriedly put away the two semicircles, and took them together like a fool, but he couldn't make them up, and his hands shook in anxiety, and both pieces fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

The Holy Son was completely dumbfounded, looked up at the passage that was facing him, and then looked at the evil bird in the distance that fluttered its wings as if it was about to fly, his lips trembled, and he muttered to himself like a ghost.

"If I can't even do this little thing, what's the use of me living?"

"Holy Son of the Five Clans, it's useless to count me, I have neither backbone nor guts, my cultivation is messy, what else can I do while I live?"

"The demon army was destroyed because of me, so let's die too. ”

"It's good to be dead, don't think about anything when you're dead. ”

As he spoke, the breath of death emanated from Yamu's body, and the demon spirits emerged, one by one letting out a sharp roar and roar, as if something was happening that frightened them but was extremely excited.

Yamu's expression gradually became hideous, and the sparkle in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by madness and cruelty, like a demon awakening.

"Ahh

His body trembled violently, and puffs of black smoke shot out from his body, and the passage instantly became pitch black, and he let out bursts of screams from time to time, like thousands of evil ghosts crying.

"What someone!" came a sharp roar from behind itself, and several figures appeared one after another, like sharp arrows shuttling through the passage.

"Demon Soul Retaliation!" Tu Huan's voice immediately sounded, with a deep sense of worry and horror.

The worry was because of the demon soul backlash, and the panic was because he found that the passage was blocked, and Tu Huan instantly thought that Yamu was attacked by the demon soul and lost his mind and buried the passage.

As early as during the autumn hunt, Yamu had told Shisanlang that the reason why he was in a hurry to find the soul servant was to prevent resentment from rushing and triggering a similar crisis.

After getting married, Yamu's own ability increased exponentially, and he was busy improving his cultivation to consolidate the realm, so this matter was put aside. Coming here, Yamu's mentality has long been out of balance, and more importantly, he even took his physical body, and the resentment accumulated before exploded, which was suddenly unbearable.

Tired, hopeless, guilty, resentful, both physically and mentally, the Demon Soul Son is in the worst state. As a result, the mind is lost.

If nothing else, after this catastrophe, Yamu will lose his humanity and become a demon soul with a physical body.

"The evil demon is crooked, seal!"

The night lotus cleared, and a white lotus emerged from under his feet. The divine light instantly bloomed, like a universal divine light wrapping the black qi and quickly pressing it towards the center. Although in the same realm, the actual cultivation of the Night Lotus is far superior to that of Yamu, and the Divine Radiance is the nemesis of the Demon Soul, which is the result of melting it into ashes.

"Be merciful!" Tu Wei was shocked and hurriedly screamed.

"He's Yamu. Yan Buli then snorted, and his voice was also incredulous.

"What is this?" Onido found the firebird, his hair standing on end. Almost turned around and fled.

"The breath of the Divine Monarch, this is the breath of the Divine Monarch!" a thick, hoarse voice shouted at him.

Mess!

......

......

At this time, the gold mountain is also a mess.

The blood ball in the south of the east and west, which I don't know what to do, didn't participate, and on the east and west sides, there was a ten-zhang soul banner dancing in the air, and thousands of faces with a terrible roar appeared in it, instantly turning into two hundred-zhang dragons. It's not the kind of supernatural dragon that monks often use to cast spells, but it really has a form. A resentful dragon with a head, claws, and a tail, and even breathing dragon breath!

It's just that the dragon breath it spits out is neither fire, nor ice, nor sword energy. Rather, it was a black mist as thick as ink, once the cultivation was surrounded by the dense fog, only to hear a miserable howl, and in a moment, it was sucked dry by countless unjust souls and even bones, and became one of them.

In the face of the resentful dragon, ordinary Yuanying monks had no power to resist. It is difficult for the mid-stage monks to escape, the great monks can only barely protect themselves, and only the god-transforming monks can fight against them, and it is difficult to say that they will win.

Don't think it's just a god, the dragon doesn't need mana. Never tired, the body gathers and scatters to move at will, the huge body has a covering ability that is difficult for humans to reach, in terms of interception alone, where is the god monk can compare.

Without the threat of fire and poison, although the strength of the demon cultivator has increased greatly, the demon hunter has let go of his hands and feet. If Jinshan is still the same Jinshan before, these two flags will be used for vigilance at most, and they will not dare to be used easily.

Now everything has become different, the air is full of demon hunters roaring forward to attack, on the ground, the mountains are full of demon spirits and demon generals, compared with the lineup of Brother Luosang, the team of three or four hundred demon cultivators is like a boat in the big waves, falling leaves in the wind, and it is on the verge of capsizing at any time.

The seven elders of the Demon Cultivator, except for the Heavenly Oracle, all joined the battlefield and fought with the other party's Avatar Cultivator. Among them, Elder Mu faced the two big men alone, and the situation was particularly critical. On the side of the demon hunter, there were eight elders who had not moved at this time, and they were separated on all sides to firmly seal the golden mountain, and no one was allowed to break through.

The blockade is only one of them, and the real intention of the demon hunter is to consume the strength of the demon cultivator as much as possible, so that Zuihou can use the means that he has already prepared to capture them alive.

Of course, the Demon Hunters were not without their worries, they were worried that if they pressed too hard, these demon cultivators would blow themselves up one after another as before, bringing even more serious consequences.

The air roared, the ground was raging, the world and the ground were in chaos, and life was wailing.

Human heads burst one after another, corpses were eaten, wisps of unjust souls were screaming, and faces became desperate;

The Lord looked indifferent, looked at the opening in the demon cultivation camp that was about to be torn open, and waved at the two elders beside him.

"Almost, you will wave your army south, and divide them into two ...... Huh?"

His expression changed suddenly, and Huo Ran stood up from the battle boat, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

At the same moment, Elder Heavenly Oracle sighed silently and instructed the people around him, "It's almost over, send orders to all departments, prepare to withdraw...... Huh?"

His expression changed abruptly, his rickety body was straight, and his cloudy and faint old eyes shot out a strange light, like bathing in fairy dew and sweet rain.

On the battlefield, everyone ...... In the hearts of all those who are still alive, there is a sudden drum!

Before people could understand what was happening, the drums turned into five thunderbolts, and they exploded in unison.

......

...... (To be continued.) )