At this moment, no matter how shocked the Terran monks who were watching the battle from a close distance, it was needless to say that the entire Terran two states, whether old or young, as long as they were monks who were paying attention to the battle here, all suddenly jumped up from their seats.

The hearts of these monks were pounding, and their faces were full of disbelief. As many monks who have cultivated to the highest level, although they cannot say that they have read all the exercises in the world, they also know that all the laws return to the sect, and all the places where they practice to the high and profound realms are the same way.

Therefore, many monks who have cultivated to a high realm, no matter how miraculous the exercises they see, at most they are just amazed, and they have never lost their temper like today.

They naturally couldn't imagine that Yi Yunfei had such a change because he had devoured the dragon soul, and they just thought that this was a magical exercise. From ancient times to the present, including those ethereal rumors in the pile of old papers, they have passed through the minds of many monks in an instant, but there is not the slightest information for them to understand what kind of exercises are causing the changes at this moment.

"If Yi Yunfei can win this battle, the sect (family) will try its best to make friends with this son in the future, and it will definitely not anger him!" Countless such orders were issued from the mouths of the leaders of various forces in Zhongzhou, and Yi Yunfei's name also spread throughout Zhongzhou in an instant at this moment.

Yizhou naturally needless to say, up to now, except for a small number of sects that have not made a clear statement, half of the sect forces in Yizhou have long been attached to the sect of Yiyun Sect. The more divine might Yi Yunfei showed, the deeper the loyalty and fear of these forces towards him. And at this moment, such a magical picture is deeply imprinted in the minds of many Yizhou monks, even if they had mixed thoughts before, they have been ruthlessly extinguished at this moment, and they can no longer give birth to two hearts.

"Is this really wrong move of my demon clan? I thought that the demon clan had an innate suppression of the human race, and once it came in full force, the human race would have no power to resist, but I didn't expect such a variable to appear!" Many demon clan cultivators, whether it was the demon king or the cultivation of the Great Demon Realm, were completely desperate at this moment.

The fact that the Terran monks don't know doesn't mean that the demon monks don't know.

Just as the demon clan is born with suppression of the human monks, the suppressive power of the dragon clan against the demon clan is even more terrifying. Heaven and earth have their own balance, tigers and lions eat wolves, wolves eat sheep, sheep eat grass, and all living beings have their own natural enemies.

And the natural enemy of the demon clan is the dragon clan.

Once the dragon clan appears, even the weakest dragon clan can make the demon clan monks tremble from the heart. Just like at this moment, although those demon clan monks were barely able to stand firm and control not to be too embarrassed, their legs were already weak, and their bodies were shaking.

The demon clan monks didn't know how long they could hold out under this kind of dragon power, and many weak-willed demon clan monks felt that in the next second, they might not be able to help but fall to their knees, crawling and trembling.

The three generations of ancestors of the Yingzhao Division, who were already raging in the sky, were the closest to the dragon that Yi Yunfei had transformed, and the kind of dragon power they had endured was also the strongest. The momentum on his body had long disappeared without a trace, his body trembled violently, and his mouth made a strange muffling sound, like a stray dog beaten to death by a stick, with strong fear and begging for mercy in his voice.

Where is Yi Yunfei still in the mood to appreciate the embarrassed appearance of the three generations of ancestors, the dense lightning has already bombarded him and the three generations of ancestors. Endless thunder light wandered into his body, and after a short period of paralysis, he raised the Daguan knife in his hand, and looked at the three generations of ancestors who were screaming and trembling by the thunder light.

"I can't care so much, I can only solve the trouble in front of me first, and then think of a way!" Yi Yunfei transformed into a golden dragon, and many monks were envious and afraid. But he himself was annoyed, although he admired the dragon to some extent, but it was unacceptable to really let him keep it like this all the time.

The Daguan Knife in the giant claw was raised high and slashed towards the body of the three generations of ancestors of the Demon Clan's Yingzhao Division, who had lost the power to resist. After all, Yi Yunfei had never experienced such a strange thing as turning into a dragon body, he only felt that his heart was empty, and all the human race demon clan cultivators had become like ants in his eyes, without any threat. But if he really wants to use this dragon body to launch an attack, he doesn't know where to start.

Therefore, he could only adopt the attack method he was most familiar with, and used the giant claws on the dragon's body to swing the Daguan knife and slash down. The Daguan knife was too small compared to the dragon body, and this knife slashed down, giving people the feeling that a giant dragon fit and slammed into the three generations of ancestors of the Yingzhao Department.

With this slash, Yi Yunfei felt a magical power, and it quickly gathered along his body towards the Daguan knife. That power was visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, Yi Yunfei couldn't find it, and the big knife that had appeared in his sea of consciousness several times emitted endless light and appeared in his hand.

This radiant big knife and the Daguan knife in Yi Yunfei's hand magically fit together, and with the integration of this light knife, the Daguan knife has also undergone magical changes. Its weight increased rapidly, and in a moment, Yi Yunfei felt that it weighed at least hundreds of millions of catties. Its volume expanded rapidly, like a balloon that had been blown up, and in less than a blink of an eye, it suddenly swelled into a huge long knife more than thirty zhang long.

The big knife had already been chopped, and Yi Yunfei didn't have time to think about why this knife had changed like this, the strength in his hand was undiminished, and he still slashed at the neck of the three generations of ancestors of the Ying Zhao Department.

The three generations of ancestors were suspended in the air at the moment, his face was full of fear and despair, where did he still have the slightest appearance of cultivation, and even his hooves were so weak that he didn't even have the strength to escape, and he could only watch the big knife slash head-on.

"Sure enough, it's that knife, and I'm going to die here today. In any case, we must spread the news here to the clan, so that the clan can be vigilant, this Yi Yunfei has become the biggest enemy of my demon clan!" Cao Jiema no longer pays attention to the life and death of the three generations of ancestors of the Yingzhao Clan, he knows that everything is irreparable, he is dealing with the aftermath, calmly waiting for death to come.

"Be a cocoon and bind yourself, be a cocoon and bind yourself!" The three generations of ancestors of the Yingzhao Department only had time to roar, and a good head flew out sideways under the suddenly slashed Daguan knife. Except for a few monks of the Demon King Realm of the Demon Clan, no one understood why he would shout such words at the last moment of his life.

The huge body of the three generations of ancestors of the demon clan turned into purple points of light again, like a pile of dust and smoke blown by the wind, scattered in all directions, how to come and how to leave. It's just that this time he left, I'm afraid he will never appear in this world again. The purple light disappeared, and his aura quickly dissipated, as if he had never been there.

On the ground, the pile of white bones placed by Cao Jie's horse kept making a clicking sound, and then shattered and turned into flying ashes. A gust of wind blew, and the dust turned into these white bones also scattered in all directions, leaving only faint traces.

One by one, the remaining monks of the demon clan fell to their knees, wailing and crying. I don't know if they are paying tribute to the heroic spirits of the ancestors of the demon clan, or lamenting their impending fate.