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- ?Ye Chen and the others kept getting closer and finally entered the square, everything appeared clearly in their eyes. -< Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work >-
In the center of the square, in front of the huge stone monument and the crucified people, there are several corpses. Each of them is tall, some have a single horn, and some have faces covered with scales. There is no doubt that they are all demons from hell. .
These demons all had no breath of life and were sitting in front of the stone monument. Ye Chen and the others approached cautiously and saw that the faces of the demons were full of piety and they died peacefully.
"These monsters seem to have voluntarily sat down here. They looked so pious when they sat down. This is incredible, unless" Bei Wulei said and suddenly looked at the stone tablet and said, "Unless this stone tablet is someone from hell." The person who is set up by a great person or nailed to the stone tablet is a person from hell!¡±
"Senior brother, the corpses of these demons are immortal for thousands of years. They must be demon gods. If we take these corpses back, they will definitely be of great use!"
A direct disciple of Shengxiu Academy said.
Lai Yuejing's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the corpses of the demon gods. There was also greed deep in his eyes. He was also very moved by the corpses of these demon gods that had been immortal for thousands of years, but he always felt that something was wrong.
When a disciple proposed to bring back the immortal corpses of these demon gods, he said nothing, neither nodded nor objected, taking it as acquiescence.
Seeing that his senior brother had no objection, the eyes of the direct disciple of the Holy Academy suddenly became extremely hot, and his greedy look was not concealed, and he walked straight towards the corpse of one of the demon gods.
Ye Chen and Han Qingxue's eyes flashed with cold light, and they stared at the direct disciple with sorrow without tears. Although these demon gods have lost endless years, they still feel a hidden dangerous energy.
"do not move!"
Just when the hand of the direct disciple was about to touch the devil's corpse, Ye Chen suddenly shouted and stopped him from touching it.
Ye Chen's voice was so abrupt that the disciple who wanted to touch the Demon God's corpse was startled, and his hand suddenly stopped in the air.
When he heard Ye Chen's voice, he turned around suddenly, with contempt and contempt in his eyes, and said sarcastically: "Who do you think you are? What I want to do is something that you, a low-level cultivator, can't stop. If not, Fairy Cihang is here, I will suppress you immediately!"
"Junior brother." Lai Yuejing said with a hint of anger on his face, "Didn't Fairy Cihang say that now that we are in danger, we must unite and not fight within ourselves? Remember this!"
"Yes, senior brother, junior brother, I have remembered it." Lai Yue said in shock, and the direct disciple immediately responded. Although he said this, his eyes stared at Ye Chen and Han Qingxue with an extremely cold look, and there was a hint of anger at the corner of his mouth. A deep sneer.
As soon as he finished speaking, the direct disciple stretched out his hand and continued to touch the demon god. He spread his palms and pressed them down from the demon god's corpse. In the center of his hand, light flashed, and a small cloth bag emerged, which contained a certain amount of space. , different from the storage bags used by ordinary cultivators.
Sadness shook his head without tears. The beautiful eyes with deep compassion stared at the devil's body tightly, and at the same time, the spiritual power in the body began to run, and was ready to deal with the crisis.
Ye Chen and Han Qingxue also watched the movements of the direct disciple. As the hand of the direct disciple got closer and closer to the head of the demon corpse, the sense of crisis in Ye Chen and Han Qingxue's hearts became stronger and stronger.
Although there was only an immortal corpse left of the dead demon god, Ye Chen and Han Qingxue always felt that there was a danger in the corpse, as if there was an evil beast lurking inside, and as long as it was touched, it would Wake up and deliver a fatal blow.
Getting closer, the hands of the direct disciple of the Holy Academy were less than two feet away from the head of the Demon God's corpse, and the flickering brilliance of the cloth bag in the palm of his hand was about to be transmitted to the top of the Demon God's corpse.
At this moment, Ye Chen's heart jumped suddenly, as if he felt a terrifying crisis.
"Let's go!"
Ye Chen shouted, pulling Han Qingxue and flying back in an instant. The kamikaze step was running at five times the speed, turning into a divine wind and retreating behind a stone pier on the edge of the square.
Ye Chen's reaction alarmed everyone. As they moved, Bei Wulei, Lai Yuejing, Zhao Tianqu, Min Yuhan and the direct disciples also moved. They each flew to the edge of the square and hid in the other stone piers. after.
At the same time, a sudden change occurred. The direct disciple wanted to collect the body of the demon god, but the light from the bag in his palm suddenly fell down and enveloped the body of the demon god.
At this moment, the demon corpse suddenly gave out a terrifying aura, and a bloody halo of light quickly shook out of its body, completely extinguishing the space with a buzzing sound. The bloody light surged in all directions like a tidal wave, and one of them Traces of the lawIt appeared, sharp and boundless, and destroyed the entire square space in just an instant.
"ah,!"
The direct disciple who collected the body of the Demon God only had time to let out a short and frightened scream. His whole body disintegrated inch by inch in the blood light that contained the law, like broken porcelain, shattering piece by piece without even spilling blood. With one drop, the entire body turned into a rain of light.
"Boom.", "Boom.", "Boom!"
The void in the square kept making roaring sounds. Ye Chen and the others hid behind the stone pier and escaped. They saw that the space in front of them completely turned into a black hole, like a huge evil beast opening its mouth, trying to swallow everything in the world.
¡°Boom, boom, boom!¡±
Circles of legal blood light are constantly impacting, and are resisted by the stone pier. The bluestone stone pier is as immortal as divine iron. No matter how the legal blood light impacts, it cannot be destroyed at all.
After a few breaths of time, the blood light of the law finally disappeared, and the collapsed space returned to its original state. Ye Chen and the others walked out from behind the stone pier, everyone was still frightened.
Looking ahead, one of the devil's corpses disappeared, and while shaking out the bloody light of the law, it also turned into a rain of light.
At this time, a little bit of light rain was flying in the sky, which was transformed by the corpse of the devil, and they did not disappear.
The light rain floated in the air for a while, and then dispersed and submerged into the corpses of the other demon gods one after another. Everyone watched this scene nervously, not knowing what kind of changes would happen if the light rain submerged into the corpses of the other demon gods.
The magic sound sounded, and a series of incomprehensible magic sounds came from the corpse of each demon god. They all seemed to have come to life and were singing the ancient magic sounds.
Blood -colored and black strange sounds flew out of the top of the head, circling in the air, and successively merged together, and soon combined together to turn into a large black and bloody character.
Return to the soul.
Although these two words are somewhat different from the fonts of Changsheng Continent, Ye Chen and the others still understood them. They were all shocked. They thought of something in an instant and became extremely nervous.
The word "Return to Soul" slowly flew to the top of the huge stone tablet in the center of the square. Endless blood and magic light fell down, completely covering the person nailed to the stone tablet. At the same time, the endless magic sound began to sound. The words "Huihun" came out, as if three thousand demon gods were roaring, with an ancient rhythm.
"No, these demon gods are obsessed with death. They actually want to use their last divinity to resurrect the person who was crucified on the stone tablet. It happened that the necessary conditions were triggered by your ignorant and greedy junior brother." Beiwu His face was filled with tears, and his words were full of guilt.
Lai Yuejing's face suddenly changed. The whole thing happened because of their direct disciples of the Holy Academy. He had no excuse to refute. At that moment, he said: "Fairy, do you have any way to interrupt this demon god's soul-returning technique? We will do our best." help you!"
After saying this, the disciples of Shengxiu Academy all turned their eyes to Bei Wu Lei, each with a look of expectation. At this time, they were extremely annoyed. They had known that this would definitely prevent their people from touching the devil's body, and now it caused Comes such serious consequences.
"If the holy corpse nailed to the stone tablet is resurrected, even if only a ray of soul is restored, then they will definitely die, and there is no possibility of escape in this small world.
To them, the Saint is the supreme existence. No matter where they flee, they cannot escape its induction. As long as they sense the breath from thousands of miles away, they can be killed in one blow. It is too terrifying.
"I have no choice." Bei Wulei shook his head and said: "My skill is too shallow. I am cultivating spiritual power and cannot use laws, so even if I have the gift of great compassion, it is useless!"
"Here, what should we do? We must not let that holy corpse come back to life, otherwise they will all die here, and no one can get out alive!"
Several disciples of the Holy Academy said tremblingly. They were about to face a certain death situation. They were extremely afraid, and they were all trembling, physically and mentally.
Lai Yue was so shocked that he couldn't calm down anymore. He looked at the holy corpse nailed to the stone tablet shrouded in blood and magic light in the square, and said: "At this time, we can only hope that these demon gods' secret techniques will lose their effect and cannot be retrieved." The saint¡¯s broken soul!¡±
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Ye Chen and Han Qingxue looked calm, but they were thinking quickly in their hearts about how to safely escape from this danger.
"Junior brother, if the holy corpse is resurrected later, you should come closer to me and don't go too far. Even if the holy corpse's soul is recalled, it will only be a wisp. After tens of thousands of years, the blood in his body has almost been exhausted. Moreover, the remaining ray of soul can control only a limited number of ways. I can use the God King¡¯s weapons to break open the space and forcefully travel through the void, and I may still be able to escape!¡±Ye Chen nodded, looked at Han Qingxue, and felt a sense of guilt in his heart. Every time at a critical moment, Han Qingxue paid a huge price to resolve the crisis. Whether it can be resolved this time is still unknown, but the soul of the holy corpse Whether it can be recalled is also unknown.
"Senior sister, thank you." Ye Chen said with fluctuations in his consciousness.
Han Qingxue shook her head. At this moment, the coldness in her eyes faded away, and there was an inexplicable look, but it was only fleeting. She quickly regained her coldness, and moved her eyes away from Ye Chen's face, and turned to the square again. Central, please go to -<Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work>-
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