"But it's okay, if it weren't for his serious injury, it would be really a bit of trouble for me to take it away!" the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Venerable licked his lips with his scarlet tongue and said slowly, "The body is a little older, but it can be used." ”

The day before yesterday, when the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Lord was teaching Wan Yuntian the secret method, he had already begun to plan to give up. It's just that his cultivation has been sealed, and his strength has been greatly reduced, and it is very risky if he forcibly takes it, but after Wan Yuntian killed Zhou Ming Palace, he found a dark jade stone in the storage bag of Zhou Ming Palace.

Although the Phantom Jade Stone is only a fourth-order spiritual object, but this thing is an extremely cold thing, which has a slight effect on his recovery of magic skills, and these days he has absorbed the cold qi in the Phantom Stone, which has made his demon soul grow a lot.

The Ten Thousand Bones Demon Venerable is also a decisive person, at this time, Wan Yuntian's serious injuries have not healed and his grandson's tragic death is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Ten Thousand Bones Demon Venerable naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity and immediately took it away.

The Ten Thousand Bone Demon Venerable moved the following Wan Yuntian's body, and then said with a smile: "Although I am a little older, and the seventh layer of Qi cultivation is not a high cultivation, but this place lacks spiritual energy, and it can be regarded as a master, with this puppet, it will be much more convenient for me to collect spiritual objects in the future." ”

"The cultivation of my body is too poor, so the soul can't be too far away from the main soul. The Ten Thousand Bones Demon Lord muttered, and then he shook the storage bag, and put the metal token and the ghost fire main soul wrapped in the crystal shroud into the storage bag of Wan Yuntian.

At this time, the army led by King Nan of Zhen, outside Shengjing City, was attacking the city, and more than 100,000 troops were attacking Zhengyangmen in front of Shengjing City.

Today's Shengjing City is not only completely surrounded, but the army that the Wanjia Imperial Court can control is only less than 10,000 remnants of the defeated army. The monk Wan Qingsong, who could get it, was also seriously injured, but he had to resist with all his might.

At this moment, Wan Yuntian, the ancestor of the Wan family, suddenly came out of the customs, which brought a glimmer of hope to the Wan family.

Wan Yuntian stepped on the flying wooden kite, his robe fluttered, and flew quickly to the Zhengyang Gate where the two sides were fighting.

"Hmph, it's just an ant!" Looking at the Zhennan King's army that was besieging the city, the corners of Wan Yuntian's mouth showed a hint of disdain. I saw Wan Yuntian controlling the wooden kite, flying to the sky above the Zhennan Wang Yijun, waving this blue flying sword in his hand, and an extremely strong cold force roared in an instant.

"Ah...... Ah......h

"The demons of Wanjia are here!" there was a commotion among the sergeants.

At this time, a young man rushed out: "This devil killed my relatives, even if he dies today, he will fight hard!" said and shot at the wooden kite in Wanyuntian with a bow and crossbow.

"Look for death!" A sword light, and the young man was cut to pieces.

"Old devil, take your life, my Dingzhou boy is not afraid of death! Everyone remember to burn incense for Dingzhou Feng Qi next year!" As he spoke, a young man rushed over and shot at the wooden kite with a javelin. Wan Yuntian danced the flying sword, and in an instant he also killed him.

"The old devil suffers death!" "Ergou, take care of my mother for me!, old devil, I will fight with you!" The voices of the sergeant remembered one by one.

These ordinary mortals, perhaps they are the lowest level of the common people, the most despicable puppets, but when facing the old demon who caused trouble, they have no fear at all!

At this scene, the rebels outside the city wept, and the people inside the city also wept.

However, Wan Yuntian's sword light flashed, extremely ferocious, and with a burst of sword light, soon the two thousand vanguard troops besieging the city were all wiped out.

However, Wan Qingsong's eyes had changed greatly, he knew that his father would never use such a mysterious Yin and Cold Spell, so there was only one result - his father had been taken away, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

However, Wan Qingsong did not expose it at all, but took the lead in kneeling down and shouting: "The ancestor is invincible, the ancestor is victorious!"

"The ancestor is invincible, the ancestor is invincible! The ancestor is victorious!" the remaining army of the ten thousand families began to cheer.

Wan Yuntian flew into the air and condescendingly scolded the king of Zhennan and the other rebels: "You rabble, think that a little reptile can fight against me? Obediently retreat, be my subjects, I will give you a way to live, otherwise the group of ants that froze to death just now will be your example!"

Wan Yuntian rode the wooden kite high up and scolded, it did have a strong deterrent power, and no one dared to charge thousands for a while.

At this time, the formation of the rebel army changed, and a clearing was exposed behind the military formation, and in the center of the open space was a chariot pulled by eight horses, and the king of Zhennan was standing on top of the chariot.

"The country will be in chaos, there will be demons!" King Zhennan reprimanded angrily, "You old demon, you have brought disaster to the country and the people, killed innocent people, and done all the bad things, even if this king risked his life today, he will not take half a step back!"

Ye Changshan, the king of Zhennan, stood majestically on the chariot and scolded Wan Yuntian, and for a while, the momentum of the rebel army began to pick up.

"Hahaha, risking your life? You're just a little ant in my eyes!" Wan Yuntian's eyes were blood-red, and his laughter was mixed with incomparable mockery and murderous intent.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first! I'll kill you, the ant leader, first! Kill you, and then clean up the rebels you bring!" Wan Yuntian suddenly rushed in the direction where the king of Zhennan was.

Obviously, Wan Yuntian wanted to kill the King of Zhennan in one fell swoop. Now, the king of Zhennan has become the core of the rebel army, and with him, all forces have been twisted into a rope, and if he is killed, the rebel army will fall into a situation where the rebel army will be leaderless, and may even be in chaos.

Suddenly, Wan Yuntian stood on the wooden kite and quickly rushed over, the dark blue sword light in his hand shone with a ferocious aura, and every time he danced, hundreds of soldiers would be killed.

Although the crossbow arrows of the crossbowmen kept flying along the way, Wan Yun only needed to use the True Yuan Force to shock these things upside down, and he couldn't hurt him at all.

"Go die!" Wan Yuntian slashed directly at the head of King Zhennan.

However, suddenly, eighteen array flags rushed out of the ground under the chariot where King Zhennan was. In an instant, a formation was formed, enclosing Wan Yuntian in it.

"He actually used the evil qi of the army to suppress the spiritual power of the formation banner and hide it from my eyes! I have to underestimate these qi cultivators of the ants!" Wan Yuntian looked at the array banner surrounding him with blood-red eyes.

A monk at the peak of the fifth layer of Qi cultivation, with an earth escape talisman attached to his head, rushed out from the ground, the handprint in his hand kept changing, and suddenly the eighteen array flags emitted golden flames. This fifth-layer peak cultivator of Qi cultivation is the secret worship of Du Wuyi in the Zhennan Palace.

"Huh...... Ancient Formation Eighteen Red Sun Formation. Wan Yuntian frowned, and as he probed into his thoughts, he immediately smiled contemptuously: "It turns out that it is just a simplified Red Sun Array, and even one millionth of the power of the Great Array may not be able to reach it!"

These eighteen Red Sun Arrays are ancient arrays, and it is absolutely impossible to urge them to be exerted with Du Wuyi's strength. And the formation that Du Wuyi cast was just a simplified and simplified version, and the formation flag was only a top-grade magic weapon.

After eighteen flames of light surrounded Wan Yuntian, King Zhennan and the soldiers around him quickly retreated. King Zhennan's chariot had eight horses, and it was very fast, and in a moment it withdrew a few miles away.

"With this little formation, you also want to stop me!" Wan Yuntian's face was full of disdain. Then, the sword light in his hand turned, and the dark blue sword light directly blew the golden-colored flames into chaos.

However, Du Wuyi was not surprised at all when he saw this, but showed a faint smile. This made Wan Yuntian a little surprised. "Could it be that these low-level ants still have a back-up to deal with me?"

"No, although this tattered Red Sun Formation is far from the power of the Ancient Formation, but after all, the cultivation of my physical body is too low, if I have been trapped for a long time, I am afraid it is inevitable that they will still have some backhand!" Thinking of this, Wan Yuntian's body exuded a trace of extremely cold power, and this power made the temperature of the Red Sun Fire Array begin to decrease.