Yang Nan smiled faintly, but he was secretly awe-inspiring in his heart, and stretched out his palm and said, "Linggen Daoist friend, please!"

"In this case, you're welcome!"

The old monster of the spiritual root smiled confidently, he gently raised his palm, drew a magic seal, a little black and red bead flicked lightly on his fingertips, and instantly conjured up a small ball in the sky with ten, ten hundred, and one hundred percent, this black and red ball was full of evil, each one condensed a magic thought from him, and if you look carefully, there seems to be a spiritual root old monster in the small ball!

These thousands of small balls were like raindrops, and they sank into the heads of a thousand demon servants in an instant!

Demonic thoughts are like bodies, like knives and axes splitting brains, sharp swords cutting heads, this terrible pain is enough to make people mad, and a terrifying scream suddenly sounded in the Linggen Hall, and a thousand demon servants with low mana hugged their heads, and their voices were enough to make people feel compassionate!

After a while, the screams subsided, and the eyes of a thousand demon servants were blood-red, exuding a thick evil aura like a man-devouring beast, gathering into a neat square column, standing side by side in front of Yang Nan and the others!

With my demonic thoughts, control people's minds!

This kind of domineering and terrifying demon law is vicious and vicious, and it is both!

The Linggen Old Monster withdrew his hand, looked at Yang Nan and smiled lightly, "How?"

This demon thought into the body, is tantamount to destroying people's foundation, even if these demon servants are not at the beginning of their mana, but they are born with spiritual wisdom is not easy, and now it is ruined, it is really sighing, Yang Nan sighed in his heart, and said: "The spiritual root Dao friend technique is really domineering, this ball control thousand techniques, it is really mysterious." ”

Yang Nan asked himself if he didn't have the magic power of a saint, it was really wishful thinking to control a thousand bodies with one body, although this spiritual root old monster was violent and vicious by nature, but his lifelong magic skills were also extraordinary!

The Linggen old monster smiled proudly, stretched out his palm and said, "So, Haoxuan Zhenren, please!"

Yang Nan smiled indifferently, his eyes lit up, and he shouted: "I am a true monarch, as a god soldier, your body is not easy, there is great virtue in the sky, in order to uphold the right path, can it be me?"

Rumble!!!

Yang Nan's palm shook out a thousand points of sword-like aura, enveloping the thousands of demon servants below!

A little bit of spiritual light, there is a hidden voice of the Daomen, like raindrops and nectar rushing into the hearts of the demon servants, and a thousand demon servants heard Yang Nan's voice at the same time: "You have become human servants, and their feelings are sad, are you willing to belong to me, become my divine soldiers, and defend my Daomen?"

In the realm of the sage, the sound of Lang Lang Fa was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, and it sounded in the hearts of the demon servants, but in an instant, these goblins who had become human servants and were enslaved by others all bowed to the ground, and said in unison: "Disciple to see the true monarch, we are willing to be divine soldiers and defend my Daomen!"

As soon as the words fell, all the prohibitions on the thousands of demon servants were broken, and a type of armor was conjured out of the aura and clouds, and it looked like it was really the appearance of the gods of the True Monarch Temple!

Yang Nan saw that the demon servants below had become divine soldiers, so he withdrew his hand and smiled: "It's just a small skill, it's not worth mentioning, you can laugh when you see it." ”

The old monster of Linggen secretly gritted his teeth, Yang Nan's method of inspiration was really far superior to his magic skill of stealing people's minds, but if he came prepared, how could he easily admit defeat?

In a round of competition, both of them controlled a thousand demon servants, and the old monster of Linggen chattered and laughed: "How can you and I take turns to shoot? Why don't you shoot together, each seize the edge, and wipe out the tens of thousands of people in this hall in one go, so that the victory and defeat can be distinguished!"

Yang Nan knew that Linggen was about to turn his face, and he smiled without fear: "Okay! Daoist friends have such arrogance, and they can't ask for it!"

The old monster of the spiritual root has changed his body, and has sacrificed the power of the primordial god, this primordial god is extremely terrifying, born with a black face and bloody eyes, sharp teeth and fangs, 'Boundless Demon Hell, the true body of the sea of blood!' The old monster of the Linggen laughed, and the primordial god suddenly changed, and it had turned into a thick blood mist, enveloping the demon servants in the entire hall!

Wherever the demon mist passed, the demon servant trembled violently as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face became more and more terrifying, and all seven holes burst out with red blood, only struggling on the ground!

The old monster of the spiritual root devoured countless people and devoured demons in his life, and all the heavy demonic thoughts turned into boundless demon hell at this time, and this demon mist was extremely terrifying.

Yang Nan saw that in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of demon servants in the hall were about to die, the cold light in his eyes flashed, and his flesh body emitted endless light with a bang, blooming like a round of scorching sun!

Yanghuang !!

The sun is shining and everything is coming!

Yang Nan's Yang Huang is ten times stronger than more than a hundred years ago? The black cloud and blood mist of the Linggen Old Monster melted like rolling snow when it touched the golden sunlight, and it had the potential to be wiped out!

"What a supernatural power!, look at my true body in the sea of blood!" The old monster of Linggen screamed, and the black light wrapped around the neck of the demon servant like thousands of silk cords, and in just an instant, tens of thousands of demon servants all spurted blood from their mouths, and this blood condensed into a fierce evil god in the air, firmly grasping the ten thousand blood lines in his hands!

The blood in the mouths of tens of thousands of demon servants is endless, like silk and threads to feed the blood-based evil gods in the air, and it looks even more weird and terrifying, eerie and infiltrating!

"Blood Sacrifice Demon Skill!" Yang Nan saw that the old monster of Linggen did not give 10,000 demon servants a way to live at all, and his eyes couldn't help but be cold, after this blood sacrifice, the 10,000 demon servants and demons were all in their souls, and they didn't even have a chance to live, and the old monster of Linggen was so vicious that he didn't make him angry?

The old monster of Linggen stepped on the top of the head of the blood-colored evil god, and laughed: "Hao Xuan, ten thousand demon servants are in my hands, even your thousand divine soldiers are no exception, now that the victory or defeat has been decided, what do you have to say?"

Yang Nan smiled coldly and said, "It's too early to win or lose, you can't help but laugh too wildly!"

Previously, Yang Nan only used the magic of the Fa Sect slightly, but now that he is really angry, the whole leader of this military sect is about to play!

"I mean to be like a sword, and ten thousand swords are gone!"

In the vast hall, a little sword light exploded tens of millions of sharp lights, this sword light was like a cold rain, twisting the blood-colored evil god in the air into hundreds of millions of blood beads, where the sword light reached, no matter the black fog of the blood body, it was unstoppable!

As soon as the blood-colored evil god was extinguished, 10,000 demon servants took off the bloodline of their lives and retrieved a life from the ghost gate.

"Say my name, receive this Dao seal, that is, enter my door, like a law!" Yang Nan pinched the sword-shaped Dao seals, and one by one the Dao seals were instantly printed on the forehead of the demon servant, releasing a sword light, firmly protecting the surroundings of the body, so that the domineering black mist of the Linggen old monster could no longer move forward!

Yang Nan raised his palm, and the Zhentian Divine Sword responded with a boundless gravity, isolating the black mist turned by the mana of the old monster of the spiritual root, and raised his eyes to look at the old monster of the spiritual root with angry eyebrows in front of him and smiled: "The demon servant is all in my hands, I don't know what else you have to say?"

The gravity of this Zhentian Divine Sword is far from being the enemy of ordinary spells, and whether the Spirit Root Old Monster drives the black mist to devour or seeks to enter the gap, it is all in vain.

The old monster of Linggen withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Haoxuan Daoist friends have really taken advantage of the cultivation of the human body, the human body is the treasure house of the universe, and the power of birth and destruction is contained in it, and our demon body has to give birth and destroy a kind of force, and the human body is precious, and it is better than any magic weapon in the world!"

Taoist priests in the world often practice for only a few decades, and they can beat the goblins who have practiced for a hundred years, and the reason is nothing more than that the demon clan is born with a crippled body and an impure body.

What the old monster of Linggen has asked for all his life is to take off the demon body and cultivate to the human body immortal path, he and Yang Nan are both saints at the beginning level, but compared to the level of mana, his thousands of years of penance are not as good as Yang Nan's less than two hundred years of cultivation, although there are no such characters as Yang Nan in the world, but the help of the human body is obvious to everyone!

"Thank you Zhenjun for saving your life! From now on, we are willing to rely on our motivation and never regret dying!"

Tens of thousands of demon servants who were lucky enough to escape their lives received Yang Nan's sword-shaped Dao seal, and immediately knelt down to recognize him as the master.

Yang Nan waved his hand to let the ten thousand demon soldiers retreat, looked at the old monster of Linggen and said with a smile: "The victory and defeat have been divided, and the poor Dao does not want to take away your love, as long as the Linggen Daoist friends return my disciples as they are, the matter between you and me will be settled, how about it?"

The realm of the saint is not easy to give, the two of them fight, but it is a little trick, if you want to divide the victory and defeat, even if one side loses, the winning side will also be greatly injured!

Yang Nan never thought of asking him for any Miaoyuan Immortal Root, this Spiritual Root Old Monster Demon Barrier in front of him is innumerable, and his time is running out, with his countless murderous karma, even if he has Miaoyuan Immortal Root, cultivating the Dao is also delusional!

Why should Yang Nan bother with him?

Who knows, people don't hurt the tiger, the tiger is harmful to people's hearts, the old monster of Linggen rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Hao Xuan, you have been hiding in Kunlun Mountain for more than a hundred years, I finally encountered an opportunity to lead you down the mountain, this hard work is not easy, do you think I can let go easily?"

The Pure World Lotus is the last ray of life for the Spirit Root Monster, no matter what, he will hold on to it!

Towering Kunlun, masters like clouds, even if the old monster of the spiritual root cultivates the immortal path, he does not dare to go to Kunlun Mountain to spread wild, but this place is an overseas island, and the situation is naturally very different!

Yang Nan's heart sank, knowing that the Linggen old monster would not say big things, he frowned and said, "In this way, if you don't return my disciples, you still want my Pure World Lotus?"

Linggen Old Monster's face showed a hideous color, and he laughed wildly: "Yes, my time is short, even with the help of the Miaoyuan Fairy, it is difficult to escape the catastrophe, only the Pure World Lotus that transforms the heart of the Demon Qi Dao can help me, you are already the one I will get, if I let you go, wouldn't it be a self-defeating way?"

Yang Nan smiled coldly, shook his head and said, "Linggen Daoist, it's not easy to remember your cultivation, I don't want to trouble you, if you don't let me go, aren't you afraid of dying faster?"

Even if the Linggen Old Monster enters the Holy Realm and wants to be the enemy of the Daomen, it is undoubtedly self-defeating, which Yang Nan understands and Linggen Old Monster also knows, however, the Linggen Old Monster looks so confident, and the heaviness in Yang Nan's heart is a little heavier!

The Linggen Old Monster sighed lightly and nodded: "The Tongtian Sect Master is famous, and with my own strength, even if I have the help of stinky skin, I may not be able to take you down, but ...... Hey, hey, hey......"

In the sneering of the Linggen old monster, a raging blood flame suddenly ignited in the Linggen Hall, this blood flame was surging, and where thousands of terrifying blood power streamers fell, a figure had already appeared in front of the person!