The strongest medical saint in Huadu

Chapter 1622 Please, I will destroy the monks of the ghost clan! (3 more)
It can be said that Yang Zhi's powerful side has been vividly revealed in the battle with the ghost monks.

Yi Xiaofei kept watching, and had to say, it's no wonder that Yangzhi is so confident. I'm afraid that the three Qi and Yue who fought against the Mountain Sect back then were not opponents of this Yangzhi.

With this ambition, the situation is completely one-sided, and it stops at least five of the strongest Holy Dzogchen among the ghost clan.

Rumble!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth collided continuously, and in the distance, neither Yi Xiaofei nor the members of Jinglei Sect made a move.After all, this time, I was just a spectator.

On the contrary, the disciples of the Jinglei Sect, to a certain extent, were even more afraid of the performance of this battle, and of the Tyrant Demon Sect.

They are also people who have been killed for a long time, but they must be quite different from the monks of the Demon Race.

"Senior Brother Yi! People from the ghost clan, I'm afraid they can't hold on for too long. Should we just watch like this, or make a move?"

The space ring owned by the monks of the ghost clan is a very good trophy. I have to say that the people of the Jinglei sect are a little bit ready to move now.

It's just that Yi Xiaofei is the decision maker when he comes to the Demon Race. Without Yi Xiaofei's consent, he can't act on his own.

But Yi Xiaofei shook his head, and said calmly, "Have you guys finished it yet? This is just the beginning!"

This sentence confuses the people next to him. Is there any accident?But the current situation can be said to be completely one-sided.

But since Yi Xiaofei didn't agree, they could only watch.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

…………

"Disciple of Tyrannical Demon Sect, follow me to kill!"

At this moment, Yang Zhi is covered in blood, which is the blood of ghost monks. At this moment, he is holding his big knife in his right hand, and in his left hand is the head of a ghost clan's most holy Dzogchen, which he just chopped off. of.

Blood dripped down continuously, and Yang Zhi's smell of bloody slaughter made all the monks of the ghost clan shy away.

Yang Zhi's gaze couldn't help but look towards the distant sky. This gaze was undoubtedly aimed at the Jinglei Sect watching the battle, everyone.

"Stinky boy! I am not capable now? But you, in front of me, are an ant!"

For Yi Xiaofei's humiliation, the current record is a humiliation, especially the sound transmission given to Yi Xiaofei's soul, which was also heard by a hundred disciples of Jinglei Sect.

They looked at Yi Xiaofei in unison.

Everyone's faces were very bad, and they didn't expect that Yang Zhi would have to transmit voices from the soul during this kind of battle.

"Brother Yi!"

The people next to him wanted to comfort them, after all, it was okay for them to be humiliated, but Yi Xiaofei was different, Yi Xiaofei was the No. Not necessarily status and dignity.

"It's okay!"

Yi Xiaofei was still indifferent, which made many Jinglei Sect disciples doubt Yi Xiaofei in their hearts even though they had nothing on the surface.

Why did Senior Brother Yi, who was unusually strong in the Ten Realms, come to the Seventh Realm of the Demon Race, and it seemed like a completely different person at this moment.

Could it be that Senior Brother Yi is afraid of the people of the Demon Race, afraid of that Yang Zhi during the battle?
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and in the ground below, countless innocent souls emerged from the ground.

"This breath!!!"

Yang Zhi in the sky turned his face slightly, and threw away the head of the most holy Dzogchen that he was holding in his left hand.

In the eyes, there is a considerable vigilance.

"It turns out that the strongest one is still below! Get out for me!!"

Whoosh!
Yang Zhi rushed down, preemptively striking.

"madness!"

When Yi Xiaofei saw such a scene, he sneered. In the sky above, the people who were originally in the upper hand at this moment, the Tyrant Demon Sect screamed again and again.

"This... what is this?"

The disciples belonging to the Shocking Thunder Sect were all shocked. Now there are too many innocent souls roaring.

Under the sweep of Yuanshen, the disciples of Jinglei Sect soon had a rough estimate.

"8000 million!"

"This is 8000 million unjust souls, and it is a soul-raising banner owned by people from the ghost clan!"

Among the Shocking Thunder Sect, several most holy powerhouses still know about it. As long as they have entered the sacred battlefield, they have still had contact with people from the ghost clan. Of course, they have never entered the holy battlefield. means of the tribe.

And in this short period of time, many true saints belonging to Tyrant Demon Sect had already fallen.

Rumble!
Below the black air, the sounds of battle continued, and the roar of Yang Zhi could be clearly heard.

"Your primordial spirit, I want it!!!"

Sharp laughter resounded throughout the world, and in the black air below, a figure belonging to Yang Zhi rushed out. When he stood in the sky above, his left arm had disappeared, and half of his body was bloody.However, it is still in the process of healing, but the black air that comes from the wound keeps slowing down the healing speed.

"Senior Brother Yang! We can't stop it!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

…………

If Yang Zhi didn't kill the other party, then these terrifying souls would eventually devour them all.

"If you don't keep one, since it's been exposed, then kill your Tyrant Demon Sect and return to the Ghost Clan!"

That person showed his face. This is an extremely thin old man with black eyes. At this moment, above his head, there is a banner of nourishing souls from the ghost clan.

This Soul Cultivation Banner is still different from what Yi Xiaofei encountered at the beginning, but it has 8000 million unjust souls, and the strength of many of them cannot be underestimated.

Apparently, this Soul Cultivating Banner has already reached the Ninth Grade Celestial Grade. Although there is a gap between it and the Holy Grade Spirit Treasure, at least according to Yi Xiaofei's estimation, it is also a Half Saint Grade Spirit Treasure.

Otherwise, how could Yang Zhi not be able to stop him.In fact, this Yang Zhi, with all his might, could escape alone.But what about the other members of Tyrant Demon Sect? If [-]% of the mission is lost this time, [-]% of them can be said to have passed, and none of them were brought back. Only he is alive, and everyone else is dead.

Even if it is him, he can't bear this responsibility anymore. If he goes back alive, he may end up apologizing with death!

Because the winning ticket is in hand, there is no other way to deal with it, even if it is to let the holy king come over, it will take a lot of time.

"hateful!!!"

Yang Zhi's physical condition was quite bad, he was panting heavily, and the disciples who came from the sect screamed again and again.And the monks of the ghost clan took advantage of this opportunity to fight back.

The bloody level of this counterattack is even more terrifying than before.

"Please, cultivator of the ghost clan, I will destroy it!"

When Yang Zhi was in despair, a familiar sound transmission from the primordial spirit entered his mind, it was that brat from the Human Race Shocking Thunder Sect whom he looked down upon.

(End of this chapter)