Only then did Yang Zhao realize that the height of this demon soul was several zhang, and as far as Yang Zhao had seen, I was afraid that only that Tianjiao could compare with it.

However, Tianjiao's body was like a scorched branch, far less strong than a mountain like a demon soul, and he could suppress a person's gall to a minimum just by standing there.

What's more, from every pore on the body, there is a suffocating and powerful pressure, and at the same time, there is even more terrifying madness.

His bloodshot eyes rolled and he scanned his surroundings, of course, there was nothing in it that could be called sanity, all he needed now was to find a relatively exciting target.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and the target was on a female cultivator who was quite a bit of a beauty, and the female cultivator's face turned snow-white in an instant.

", I know, I know!" these words turned over and over in his mouth, but every word was like a giant stone mill, crushing the female cultivator in front of him and pressing it over.

Eventually, the nun collapsed, screaming and raising her sword, and rushed towards the demon spirit.

This detonated everyone's feelings, and the dozens of polar monks who remained fled in all directions, and some killed them with red eyes.

Others collapsed directly to the ground, just thinking that they were dead!

The female cultivator who was the first to kill the past was also blasted away by a heavy punch, and her toned and slender body was torn apart in mid-air, and even the long sword in her hand was twisted to the limit and shattered.

And that's just the first one

When five people in a row were smashed by the demon spirit's punch, all those who remained nearby understood. If they don't keep their distance from this madman, they won't survive!

Therefore, no one still had the courage to directly confront this terrible demon, and in the blink of an eye, everyone scattered and fled for their lives, and even so, there were still three inverted frieze ghosts who ran slower and were bombarded into slag.

After doing this, the madness in the eyes of the demon soul turned out to be unabated.

He stopped talking. It's just a very heavy breath coming out of the nostrils. As soon as you breathe in, it is like rolling muffled thunder, continuous.

Yun Luan broke off a branch, and thousands of qi engines followed. After hundreds of intersperses. To people in this range. Provides a relatively safe place.

Everyone held their breath, and the demon's eyes swept over it at least four times, but nothing was found.

Yun Luan breathed a sigh of relief for the time being. Conveyed to Yang Zhaohe's clothes: "Fortunately, he is crazy, otherwise this temporary ban is just a joke!"

Yang Zhaohe smiled when he heard this, but Yun Luan's next face quickly became stern again: "I didn't expect the crazy demon soul to be terrifying!"

Halfway through speaking, a faint coughing sound sounded in their ears.

This sound is really not loud, and it can't be revealed at all in the thunderous roar of the outside world.

But because of this cough, the demon soul turned around suddenly, and the breath in the nostrils became louder and heavier, and the pair of copper bell-like magic eyes almost burst out.

Everyone's eyes moved to a certain location, where the orphan girl they had just rescued was desperately covering her mouth, her pupils even dilated with fear.

No one would blame her, at least on the surface.

Everyone clenched their swords, and after a while, this was all they could rely on.

Probably the only ones who can really keep their composure are Yang Zhao and the others, and even Yang Zhao is even more calm.

In fact, after seeing the might of the great demons of the Mahayana Immortal Realm such as Yun Luan, Lianyi, and the Heavenly Outer Ming King, the appearance of the demon soul could no longer cause him too much emotion, he was just thinking about how to solve the problem in front of him on the premise of escaping.

This is a problem that is even more troublesome than the fist of the demon soul.

The demon soul took the first step, and the sound of thudding footsteps made people's hearts beat violently.

However, just as the people had gathered enough strength to prepare for the second shock, the demon spirit suddenly stopped and turned its head to look north.

Yang Zhao's heart moved—that was the direction in which the demon soul came.

If he hadn't misinterpreted it, the body language of the demon soul now would be the word jealousy.

What could be the thing that would make even a madman jealous?

Before he could come up with a reason, the demon soul suddenly turned south with a low roar, slammed on the ground, and flew up again, breaking many trees, dirt and rocks along the way, but the speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Isn't that it?"

"I'm so lucky! I don't know which great god can subdue such a monster?"

"Is he really dying? Look at this, it won't be a problem to live for a few thousand years!"

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, even if the relationship between the Outer Heaven Demon and the Polar Region is very critical, but in the face of such a result, no one can stop everyone's leaking remarks, and even some of the Outer Heaven Heart Demons and the strong people in the Polar Region are not good at paying much attention to this.

Yun Luan turned his gaze and set his eyes on Yang Zhao, who was this cultivator who had not yet reached the Yuan Infant Stage, and used the way he was best at helping them survive this tribulation.

At this time, looking at the faint expression on Yang Zhao's face, he was not complacent because of what he had just done.

This is obviously not self-humility, but the self-confidence and cultivation that have gradually accumulated after experiencing many real big scenes.

Looking at Yang Zhao like this, Yun Luan couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart.

It was also at this moment that she remembered that she hadn't asked Yang Zhao why he was so coincidental and would place a ban here.

Yang Zhao had already thought of a reason.

"It's not that you asked me and Lianyi to follow you, I was afraid that if a strong enemy chased after me, fortunately we ran fast, I still have a lot of prohibitions useless, otherwise today, it would not be so easy to pass. ”

Yun Luan and Yang Zhao for this operation, the three of them were very clear in their hearts, and Yun Luan didn't ask more when he heard it.

Yang Zhao laughed secretly in his heart, but soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Several miles away, the roar of the demon soul was still clearly audible. Only this time, the roar was filled with a special smell.

Yang Zhao had heard this voice in countless monks and demons—it was full of fear, anger, and despair.

Yang Zhao bounced up violently, and without saying a word, flew towards the location where the roar came from.

From Yun Luan and Lian Yi down, everyone was stunned, until Yang Zhao's figure flashed, Yun Luan and Lian Yi hurriedly rushed out: "Yang Zhao, you are crazy!"

Yang Zhao was very conscious, and the reason why he rushed over in a hurry was because of the direction in which the demon soul was walking, and in this direction he felt Xiaobai's breath.

Although he and Xiaobai have cut off contact with them during these days, he knows very well that as long as Xiaobai's aura appears in this place, he will sense it as soon as possible. (To be continued......)