"You are not allowed to escape! I will kill anyone who escapes!"

"What the hell are you afraid of!"

Among the chaotic crowd, an elder shouted angrily. He swung his sword and killed one of his men. Blood splashed all over his face, making him look a bit ferocious.

However, his aura of great perfection in spiritual pulse realm gave everyone who was in panic a hint of clarity. In an instant, their bodies all froze, unable to move forward or retreat, and were caught in a dilemma.

However, this situation soon changed. After the old man killed one of his men, he was about to turn around and rush forward, but at this moment, a cluster of golden energy suddenly shot over from the sky. Before the former could do it,

Before he could react, it got into the center of his eyebrows.

Bang!

Before the old man had time to react with horror on his face, the golden energy spread all over his body. Then with a bang, the entire body exploded in an instant. The flesh and blood continued to explode, and finally it was completely turned into powder.

Just now he was shouting to stop others from escaping, but in the next moment, he completely disappeared from everyone's sight, and his body was no longer there.

The crowd fell into a terrible silence, which lasted for a long time.

The eyes finally turned suddenly to the young man in green shirt holding a black broken knife in front of him.

At this moment, the latter is slowly stretching out his hands, and a trace of golden energy is lingering on his fingers. Looking at this situation, it is obvious that the previous terrifying death frenzy came from his hands!

The dozen or so people who were still alive looked at Yang Ran with shock and fear, as if they had seen a bloodthirsty and cruel demon.

The latter's previous actions were so cruel that they left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

This devil-like figure would flash in their hearts from time to time like a shadow, filling them with fear.

"Devil, he is a devil!"

"He is not a human, he is a demon, run away!"

"We can't defeat him. Look at the sky. Master Ming Pavilion and Elder Qianmo will also be defeated."

Finally, I don’t know when, suddenly someone in the crowd screamed.

And these screams completely caused everyone who was on the verge of collapse to lose their last courage.

There were constant screams of panic, and the people who were still alive no longer cared about anything else, abandoned their armor, and fell into a complete commotion.

At this moment, there was only one thought in their minds. The young man in front of them was a devil and the god of death.

But it was obvious that Yang Ran didn't want to let them go easily. Before everyone started to run away, he kept pointing his fingers!

In an instant, countless rays of golden energy flew out and fell from the sky. The scene was like a golden energy rain falling from the sky.

This is a rain that brings death and destruction.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

As the dense energy fell on the body, the sound of the body exploding continued to explode!

At this moment, shrill screams resounded throughout the entire forest. There was no resistance, not even a struggle, only desperate screams and roars, which made people feel horrified!

There were dozens of people, and in the blink of an eye there were only a few left, and the smell of blood began to fill the entire space.

"ah……"

With the last roar, the body of a strong middle-aged man exploded instantly and turned into a pile of flesh and blood!

At this moment, in this open space, the ground is covered with a kind of gray-white powder.

And it seemed that there was too much, so it was actually spread to a thickness of a finger. The breeze blew, the powder flew, and the whole sky was filled with fear and weirdness, which was creepy.

All dead!

From the beginning to the end, it only took half a quarter of an hour. These twenty or thirty people at the peak of the spiritual vein realm completely disappeared in this world, and not even their bones were left.

Like their last desperate screams, this is indeed something only demons can do.

Yang Ran's body was floating in the air. In such a massacre, his face became a little ferocious and terrifying, even with a hint of demonic intent.

It was during this wanton slaughter that he clearly remembered that he was no longer a human being, but an ugly demon.

Slowly lowering his finger, Yang Ran's body finally slowly landed on the ground. At this moment, the golden energy on the Saint-Killing golden finger gradually dissipated, as if nothing had happened.

Yang Ran looked at the sky. At this moment, the battle circle there was completely enveloped in rich energy, and earth-shattering collision sounds were heard from time to time.

Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, he could feel that a demonic energy so powerful that he felt the crisis was rampant inside, completely suppressing the other two strands of true energy.

"The peak demon king, I can't believe that in just three years, Mo Tianlun has broken through two levels. It seems that he will soon solve the battle!"

Feeling that the two strands of true energy in the aperture were getting weaker and weaker, but the aura of demonic energy was getting more and more surging, Yang Ran withdrew his eyes and walked into the gray-white powder with his feet. Here were the graves of those twenty or thirty people.

.

In the face of such a crazy massacre, Yang Ran suddenly felt a little sad in his heart. This was a massacre, a massacre of humanity.

"Devil, devil..." He murmured in a low voice, with a trace of confusion and persistence in his dark pupils.

I don't know how much time passed, but when Yang Ran was in a daze, there were two "bang" sounds, and two bruised corpses fell on his left and right sides. It was Ming Wujian and Qian Mo who had already lost their breath. They stared at each other.

There was still fear and horror in his big bloody eyes.

A master at the eighth level of the Xuanming Realm and a master at the fifth level of the Xuanming Realm turned into two cold corpses within a few quarters of an hour.

Yang Ran knew that he still underestimated Mo Tianlun's strength.

"You've solved it all? I didn't expect you to be faster than me." The familiar and slightly tired voice also came from the sky.

Yang Ran looked at Mo Tianlun in the sky. At this moment, the latter's clothes were in tatters and he had a few scars on his body. It was obvious that he was not very relaxed in the battle just now.

Seeing the silver-white blood pouring out of Mo Tianlun's wound, Yang Ran frowned: "Mo Tianlun, you'd better take care of the wound."

"No need." Mo Tianlun's body lowered, and there was an inexplicable meaning on his face: "Anyway, whoever sees the color of this blood will die!"

As he said that, he turned to look at Yang Ran, "Of course, except you."

Yang Ran was startled and looked over.

After staring at each other for an unknown amount of time, without any warning, he and Mo Tianlun suddenly burst into laughter.

The whole space was filled with the bloody smell of death, and the surroundings were piled with corpses and covered in blood, but only the wild laughter resounded throughout the sky and lasted for a long time!

This is the carnival of devils and the loneliness of devils. They are abandoned by the world, and they also abandon the whole world!

Maybe, I, Yang Ran, was born to be a big devil, hahaha!

But, so what?
Chapter completed!