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Countless purple arcs of thunder fell, scattering the blood-colored clouds that were surging and trying to condense again.

The sound of "poof, poof, poof" came endlessly, and the blood cloud turned into bursts of red smoke and dissipated under the countless blows of the thunder arc.

A blood-colored ball of light the size of a water tank emerged from it, staggering to the point where it might dissipate at any moment.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why can't you get along with this demon? In the blood mass, there was a terrified voice from the Demon Venerable.

I saw a light purple light appear in the sky, and a hexagonal magic circle appeared.

An old man in Tsing Yi, who looked thin and unsightly, was standing on it with a cane.

His long beard hung down on the ground, and his blue clothes fluttered in the breeze.

"Judging by the secret techniques you cast, they should belong to the Holy Ancestor level in the Demon Realm. You don't concentrate on cultivation in the demon world, but you come to the human world to devour living beings, and the old man has guarded the temple for a hundred years, so you can't ignore it.

I will destroy you this day, so that there may be no trouble. ”

The old man's thin wind can blow it, but the cyan light in his eyes is endless, and his voice has an irresistible force, which people dare not underestimate.

The blood ball seemed stunned for a moment, and then laughed maniacally.

"You're too naïve, you want to destroy the deity, don't even think about it. ”

"The old man knows that you have no fear, and he also knows that your body is still in the demon world.

But you are just a distraction of the being.

Don't forget, distraction is connected to the mind, as long as you are killed, the ontological mind in the demon realm will also be severely damaged, and the strength will be greatly reduced.

As far as the old man knew, the Holy Ancestor-level Demon Venerable Mind would only transform into three wisps of distraction at most, and it would also be divided into the main sub-idea and the secondary sub-thought.

The main sub-idea can inherit 10% of the ontology's power, while the secondary sub-idea is much lower, and the maximum inherited power is not more than 30% of the ontology.

If you are killed, the trauma of the demon body can be imagined, and if you want to turn into the main distraction, it will be a hundred years later. ”

The old man laughed after speaking.

"How do you know that this demon is the main divide?" As if the old man said it, the blood group trembled and said.

"Casting the Demon Clan's Secret Technique Devouring Heavenly Rain, except for the main sub-thought, the secondary sub-idea cannot be cast. ”

The old man in Tsing Yi smiled coldly.

"Who are you, how can you know so much about the demons. Demon Venerable asked.

"A hundred years ago, we captured a Nether Demon and learned from him. ”

"I see, it seems that it is you who hit their blood and bones hard a hundred years ago. ”

"Yes, but this time it's your turn. ”

The old man smiled coldly, and quickly pinched out a magic trick in his hand.

Purple light flashed in the sky, and a huge purple arc fell.

An exclamation came from the blood mass, and it was smashed into powder.

There was a loud bang, and the ashes were gone.

The old man looked down at the earth, but saw that in the Black Rock City, there were already corpses and bones everywhere, and in a few corners, there was still a fierce battle.

An open space, a huge mountain and a pair of golden scissors.

An eight-foot long strange insect opened its teeth and danced and clawed, fighting with a black ghost moth.

In the two clouds of black gas, the phantom and the mayfly king were each hidden inside, urging the magic trick, controlling the magic weapon and the phantom, and fighting with all their might.

The old man watched the battle for a while, stroked his long beard, and nodded appreciatively. "You'er's cultivation has progressed so fast that the old man is very satisfied. ”

"I've seen Uncle Yin. ”

The Holy Maiden of Tianlan put away the magic weapon and floated over.

The moment the purple thunder fell, she guessed a few points.

It wasn't until the old man appeared that she recognized that this was one of the three saints of the human ancestors, Yin Feng City Lord Yin Wanli.

"When the old ghost passed the temple to you and ascended himself, the old man was still worried at that time. Now it seems that you have satisfied the old man. The temple is for you to take care of, and you don't have the slightest worry anymore. ”

Looking at the Tianlan Saint standing in front of him, Wan Li nodded with satisfaction.

"Before my father ascended, he once told Yu Ji that Uncle Yin's whereabouts were unknown and it was difficult to find a trace. Could it be that there is some secret in this that cannot be said? ”

Tianlan Saintess's star-like beautiful eyes turned and asked.

"That's right, a hundred years ago, after the First World War of Demon Punishment, the old ghost and the non-quantum cultivator to the Great Perfection were about to soar. Considering that after the ascension, the temple may be coerced by some demon forces.

At that time, it was secretly discussed.

At that time, the old man's cultivation was a little lower than the two of them, and it would take a hundred years.

After they ascended, the old man lived in seclusion in Yin Feng City, and continued to cultivate. The second is to guard the temple in secret.

A hundred years later, the old man's cultivation had reached perfection, and he felt that there was another demon in the lower realm, so he hurried over.

Luckily, it's not too late. ”

Yin Wanli stroked his beard and said.

"My father told me that I must let Yu Ji find out the real culprit behind the Demon Venerable's incarnation.

After a hundred years of secret investigation, it was finally found out that the Demon Venerable had a great relationship with the mayfly clan.

Later, it was finally concluded that the Demon Venerable was summoned by the high priest of the mayfly clan with secret techniques.

So Yuji decided to eradicate this tribe to prevent future troubles. ”

"Well done, if the old ghost knows about this, he will be happy to close his mouth. It's just that there are still a few tribes in the demon tribe with bad intentions, so you have to be careful. Yin Wanli groaned for a while and said.

"I have sent men to keep an eye on the most rampant of the Fierce Serpents. There is evidence that this tribe is secretly colluding with the mayflies against the Temple.

When I go back this time, I will send someone to ask for it.

Before that, two rebellious tribal leaders had been captured, and the temple would be destroyed along with them. Tianlan Holy Maiden said.

"Let the old man help you again, and when the war is calm down and the demons are subdued, the old man can soar safely. ”

Yin Wanli's eyes narrowed and said.

"Then thank you, Uncle Yin. Yuji's face was happy.

Yin Wanli nodded, and his palm, which was as thin as dry wood, suddenly stretched out and pressed on Yu Ji's shoulder.

The purple light flickered, and a stream of extremely pure mana poured into her body.

Yu Ji hurriedly took out a handprint, guiding the flow of mana into the Qi Mansion and scattering into the hundred veins.

The hour of a pillar of incense passed, and Yuji's pale face had some blood.

The blue mangs on the body flowed endlessly, and countless orchids emerged, flying up and down.

"After a few hours of pranayama, it's almost over. Yin Wanli let go of his palm, smiled, and said.

Yu Ji thanked him, sat cross-legged in the air, and breathed.

Subsequently.

Yin Wanli swept towards an airspace, his eyes flashed with green light, his hand pointed upward, and with a flash of purple light, a huge purple thunder arc shot down.

I heard a scream in the distance, and the huge strange insect phantom floating in the air was shattered by purple thunder and disappeared.

Then several lightning arcs fell, and the body of the Mayfly King was smashed into powder.

Without the impetus of demonic power, the huge mountain shrank rapidly.

A cloud of black light suddenly appeared in the place where the Mayfly King had disappeared, and disappeared into the hill.

A purple thunderbolt fell, striking the hill and knocking out one of the peaks above.

The black light flickered, and in a moment, the hill turned into the size of a fist.

A scream came.

The hill shook and fell to the ground like a meteor.

A flash of black light flickered, and the hill trembled from the ground and flew away into the distance.