The God of Demonic God had a distorted face, dancing in the air, as if he had found some fun games. Every time he danced his fingers, several human monks died tragically.

"Gu Yuan, kill me! Take action!"

Ye Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and a desolate feeling rose from Ye Yuan's body, and then Ye Yuan silently said: "Give up!"

Abandon all your emotions and leave only the most rational judgment, and do not allow any emotions to interfere with yourself. Just like the soul witch of all generations, cold and ruthless.

With a silent remark, Ye Yuan's already very cold aura suddenly became as cold as Wanzai Xuanbing. In an instant, no emotion appeared on Ye Yuan. In his mind, he looked at the more than one million human monks who were carried by the Ye Xing tribe like pork, as if they were really just a pile of pork, and could not cause any turmoil in Ye Yuan's heart.

Looking at the Demon God Lord, Ye Yuan said in a tone that was emotionally unresponsive and seemed to state a fact: "You bastard dog bastard!"

The Demon God Lord was stunned. Looking at Ye Yuan whose breath changed drastically, as if he had found something fun. He clapped and laughed, "Yes, you are right. Gu Yuan, are you going to take action? I'm just a bastard! You take action! One million, three hundred and three thousand, oh sorry, I remember wrongly, now there are only one million, you human race, just one million, you can kill it at will, right? Come on!"

Ye Yuan stood there, with the unknown mysterious place with three inches between his eyebrows, and his soul suddenly opened his eyes. He rotated one after another in the soul's pupils. In the world that seemed to be empty and illusory, lights of vows penetrated out from it, illuminating Ye Yuan's soul body.

When the dark cracks on the soul body were shining by this light, they slowly melted like ice water exposed to the scorching sun, and were slowly forced to head towards the left hand of the soul body.

Ye Yuan stood still motionless. The Moyu God Lord's movements did not stop, and he kept causing a human monk to explode and die. Looking at Ye Yuan who was still not moving on the ground, the Moyu God Lord seemed to have thought of something, and his smile was even more crazy, and his face was even more distorted.

The next human monks who exploded were all left with only one head, and their body exploded and their body died, leaving only their heads. However, for monks, only their heads could survive for a while, with resentment, anger, and unwilling heads falling from the sky as if it was raining.

The dark cracks on Ye Yuan's soul were all forced to the index finger of the soul's left hand by the light of the will. Finally, the light of the will continue to illuminate, controlling the backlash of these dark laws on the index finger of the soul's left hand.

At this time, Ye Yuan's soul began to recover rapidly.

In an instant, it had returned to its heyday, and even made a little progress under the backlash of these dark laws.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan raised his head and looked coldly at the god of Demon God who was laughing wildly. He seemed to look at a dead person and said without emotion: "Qin Lian, kill this bastard."

It seemed that when he saw Ye Yuan finally taking action, the Demon God Lord was not surprised at all. His body disappeared instantly and sank into the crowd. He looked at Ye Yuan and laughed wildly: "Ye Yuan, kill! Kill as much as possible!"

Ye Yuan took a step, stretched out his hand and opened his hand to the dense figures in the void, and shouted softly: "Command! Soul Explosion!"

All living things lower than Ye Yuan in all directions and those with lower soul levels than Ye Yuan can’t control their souls or their origins at this moment. Similarly, when everything built on the soul is too far from the soul witch, it will be completely controlled by the soul witch.

The control of the soul witch.

A low shout seemed to be the deafening sound of heaven and earth. The unrivaled power was where Ye Yuan's eyes went. All living beings felt this cold, ruthless, but irresistible command.

With a bang, the eyes of the Yexing Clan instantly dimmed, and then their heads exploded instantly, and then their whole body turned into ashes and dissipated. The human race in their hand also dimmed instantly.

From this first beginning, the power of the soul explosion turned into an invisible ripples and spread away. Wherever it passed, whether it was the Night Walking Clan or the Human Clan, they all died instantly!

The difference is that the Night Walking Clan will turn into ashes and dissipate, while the human race's physical body is intact, but whether it is innate soul or acquired soul, all consciousness completely dissipates, even if the body is intact, their power is even flowing in the body.

Detonate a soul of the opponent with the power of the soul witch, and then start with the self-destruction of a soul, and based on the power of the self-destruction of the first soul, to motivate the souls of other nearby creatures. It is like lighting a firecracker. It is enough to just ignite the first one. Then no matter how many of the first one is after the first one, it will explode. The more the number, the greater the power after the explosion, and the faster the speed will be.

In the void, the dense figures covering the sky started from the center, as if a circle of ripples were radiating by. From the center, the sky was filled with ashes and rain mixed with corpses fell from the sky.

Shocking, cruel.

The Demon God, hiding in the crowd, screamed in shock, and blood began to seep out of his seven orifices. He stood at the end of the crowd, and the power of the soul explosion he received would be infinitely superimposed. A soul could not detonate his soul, but it was enough to shake it. The hundreds of souls, souls, and consciousness self-destructed, the power involved was enough to seriously injure him.

The Demon God escaped from the crowd as fast as possible, but his soul was already traumatized. Seeing the bleeding of his seven orifices, his breath became dim. Looking at the constantly blooming rain of flying ashes and the human corpses that fell like rain, the Demon God was also shocked.

He didn't understand how this kind of existence existed in the human race. Ye Yuan really dared to take action and really dared to kill the more than one million cultivators of the human race directly!

He understood the weaknesses of the human race best, and the intensification just now. He absolutely stimulated the most original thing in Ye Yuan's heart and bloodline. This is the power and weakness of the human race. He was sure that Ye Yuan would definitely take it into consideration. Even if he took action, he would never do this.

Sometimes, experience is not suitable for everyone. Obviously, the Demon God Lord does not understand that the human race has such a saying, nor does he understand that Ye Yuan is not a cultivator of the Spiritual Soul Path. Instead, the Great Soul Witch.

In just a few dozen breaths, the sky was cleared. The falling corpse and the flying ashes were still scattering cruelty and shock.

The Demon God, who escaped in a hurry, did not understand why he would have attacked hundreds or thousands of times in an instant, and his consciousness was damaged, and he even did not understand why he was traumatized.

But he didn't notice that among the flying ashes and the falling corpses, there were blood-colored butterflies dancing quietly, and a layer of gray lead clouds slowly emerged in the sky.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan's voice sounded in Qin Lian's mind, who was completely stunned by the side: "Control his speed and don't let him run!"

Qin Lian was shocked and his eyes turned red. The evil spirit on his face turned into substance with a sound.

Suddenly, in the void, golden powder turned into a vortex formed a vortex gathered towards the center. Ye Yuan's right hand bounced five fingers, and the fingering transformation became even more strange. Five fingers wrote five wizards at the same time, and one by one wizard was flying out. Then, combined with the desolate spell in Ye Yuan's mouth, it slowly disappeared into the air.

Then the three fingers of the left hand danced at the same time, outlining Wu Wen's flying out one by one.

Suddenly, Qin Lian's figure burst out and ran towards the ground where the Demon God was located with all his strength.

As soon as he approached the Demon God, he suddenly shouted loudly, and the golden light was lit all over his body, and his body began to become transparent and empty, leaving only a golden skeleton with dark colors. Countless Sanskrit words flowed on the skeleton, and Sanskrit sounds began to sound.

The God of Demonic God changed drastically, and he screamed in surprise: "Zhiming clan!" He roared and fled, but it was too late.

But Qin Lian's golden skeleton shouted loudly, and then slowly sat down.

"It's not moving like a mountain!"

Buzzing...

The vibration sound and the void trembled. A shadow of a peak seemed to slowly fall from the distant sky. The air condensed in an instant, the space condensed in an instant, and everything became heavy and condensed. The speed that Demon God was proud of at this moment was like a snail crawling.

The shadow of the giant mountain that was thousands of feet high fell, layer by layer, showing as many as seven layers. It fell on the head of the Demon God Lord. The Demon God Lord's body couldn't help but fall towards the ground, and even more painfully let out a helpless moan: "Chuangjie Mountain..."

The Demon God King never thought that Qin Lian had obtained the inheritance of the Ming clan, and the inheritance of an ancient Buddha of the Ming clan. Even the phantom of the Creation Mountain of the Ming clan could be summoned. The Creation Mountain was completely made of Buddha sand. Each piece of Buddha sand was built with one yuan of Buddha dust. A piece of Buddha dust was in a mountain. This Creation Mountain, which was completely made of Buddha sand, was the heaviest thing in the world. Even if it was just a phantom, and it was only a thousand feet of phantom, it was enough to suppress it.

The demon gods supported the shadow of Chuangjie Mountain with both hands and slowly fell to the ground, and the bones were moaning overwhelmed. Then they looked at the ground and sat cross-legged, and kissed them with a golden skeleton. The demon gods' eyes were full of rage: "It is completely built with Buddha dust to build a golden body of Buddha bones. Old bald donkey, you will be humiliated even if you die!"

Although the phantom of Chuangjie Mountain can suppress it, the Demon God King understood that although Qin Lian's foundation was extremely terrifyingly beaten by the evil Buddha, it could not last much time.

What really scared the Demon God King was Ye Yuan. He caught him off guard from the previous soul explosion, and then he understood that he underestimated Ye Yuan and underestimated him from afar.

Ye Yuan recited the mantra in his mouth, his hands came out at the same time, and his eight fingers flicked. Suddenly, his right hand was paused, and the soul suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly: "Blood River!"

With a rumbling sound of the river, the golden powders that were rotating in the air suddenly changed. The tiny golden powders exploded and turned into a pool of blood. In an instant, in the air, the beautiful golden powders formed by the beautiful golden powder turned into a bloody river flying in the air.

Ye Yuan also listened to his left hand, and the sound of the soul reappeared: "Crime!"

Thrilling roars appeared on the more than one million corpses on the ground, and smoke turned into hazy and twisted roars and flew towards the sky.

In the sky, No. 1 also appeared. No. 1 roared angrily, but he still couldn't help but open his mouth to swallow all the resentment, and then opened his mouth to spew out a stronger resentment and resentment. The hundred-foot-high body quickly lost weight, and in an instant, it dropped as much as twenty feet.

Suddenly, Ye Yuan's eyes surged with murderous intent and he shouted: "Blood resentment!"

With the tragic death of the living spirit combined with the resentment of the last breath of death, the blood river and curse are used, and then they are combined into one and turned into blood resentment. The soul and body of the middle will be one, and the soul and body will be tumbling up at the same time. The consciousness is torn and tortured, and the blood resentment will never end.

A blood-colored skull formed in the air, and then opened its mouth and roared, and rushed directly into the head of the Demon God King as if it had crossed the space.

At this moment, the phantom of the Chuangjie Mountain above his head also dissipated, and Qin Lian's body returned to its original appearance from a golden skeleton frame, and then collapsed on the ground, as if it was very consumed.

The phantom of the Chuangjie Mountain disappeared, and the Demon God was about to fly away, but he raised his body and flew less than a foot, then fell down and protruded out, and the blood was as if it was boiling, as if countless little rats were rushing rapidly under his slash, and then he covered his head and made a shrill scream.

The torture of the soul is the most painful thing, far exceeding the torture of the physical body. At this moment, the physical body and soul of the Demon God King are implicated. Any kind of torture will be reflected in two things at the same time.

Ye Yuan walked over and looked at the demon god who was constantly swelling on the ground, dispersing his abandonment. The murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. Strands of black things like oil stains lingered around Ye Yuan's body, and the actual murderous aura condensed into the substance. After walking step by step, the whole body seemed to turn into a circle of blood-colored purgatory, and the substantial murderous intent condensed.

The murderous intent and murderous intent can no longer be hidden.

Walking to the Demon God Lord, Ye Yuan looked at the Demon God Lord and whispered: "Actually, I have seen that those people are just slaves, slaves who have lost themselves and lost their original marks are actually no different from being transformed into the Yexing Clan. The few are just a drop of original blood from the Yexing Clan..."

The eyes of the Demon God Lord were filled with shock and pain. Only then did he realize that Ye Yuan had been playing tricks on him, and was controlled by Ye Yuan from beginning to end.

"You will regret it if you kill me!"

Ye Yuan shook his head and said, "I can't bear to kill you, and you won't die!"

After reaching out, several finger knifes appeared in Ye Yuan's hand.

"Lingchi!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!