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For Yan Lingyu, a journey of thousands of miles is only a short-lived matter, and for Wuyingwei and Huayin, it is only a divided journey. Since the undead masters within a thousand miles have been emptied by Wuyingwei, those who are not The undead at the level of Da Luo Jinxian can't break the defense of everyone at all. The attack is just a symbol of scratching an itch, and they are ignored. surrounded.

In the eyes of the Wuying tribe, Yan Lingyu was their patriarch, the god who led them to the light. Before he could issue an order, he had already rushed forward to fight the undead.

As expected of the undead who are close to the channel of space cracks, compared with the undead who are thousands of miles away, they are not at the same level. There are hundreds of god-level masters, and those undead who are junior, middle and advanced gods are countless, but For Wuyingwei, the suppression of absolute cultivation is still a piece of cake to kill, he can kill as he pleases, practicing sword shadow, roaring practice, green blood flying all over the sky, and bone dregs bursting everywhere.

If the undead in the underworld are a disaster for the immortals and demons, then Yan Lingyu and his party are a disaster for the underworld. From the beginning to the present, fifteen Wuyingwei almost killed tens of thousands of junior high school seniors in less than an hour. God-man, even the god-level beheaded a dozen.

"Aw!" A loud roar sounded from behind many undead.

The sudden roar attracted everyone's attention, and their eyes believed that they forgot to look in the direction of the roar, and the undead people surrounding Yan Lingyu and others also moved out of the way accordingly, and they knew that a boss was coming without guessing.

What kind of leader is it?This is not important, both Yan Lingyu and Wu Yingwei already know the opponent's strength.

Even Huayin didn't have any worries. From the short chat just now, she already knew that Yan Lingyu's glorious journey in the past few decades, even in the holy world, was a super-human existence. How could she be afraid of these little shrimps, and stood aside curiously? Looking ahead, I kept imagining the level of the undead in my heart.

As the roar gradually disappeared, the earth began to tremble in an ordinary and regular way.

However, the retreat of the undead and the trembling of the ground did not stop the Wuyingwei from killing and poking. When Yan Lingyu issued the order to fight, they did not stop them. Even if they died, they had to execute it. Although Yan Lingyu did not issue an order to attack, But these undead people have the intention of sneak attacking and killing everyone, and they can't let it go.

"Aw!" The roar became extremely angry, and the four auras rushed towards them, and the frequency of the earth shaking was gradually accelerating.

If this anger is directed at people from the two worlds of immortals and demons, it is estimated that no matter how many people there are, they will be crushed, but whether it is Yan Lingyu or Wuyingwei, he cannot afford to offend them, and the anger has not yet reached Yan Lingyu. , has been completely blocked by Wuyingwei.

Four figures quickly appeared in front of everyone, and the leading zombie made a strong and angry voice, "Who are you? Why are you against us?"

Yan Lingyu smiled disdainfully, "It seems that you are doing something wrong to me!"

"Who the hell are you? With your cultivation, how could you get here?" After scanning the 17 people, the leading zombie found that except for a woman in the mid-stage god man, none of them could see through them. Obviously, the 16 people's His cultivation was comparable to his own. In this battle, no matter what, he couldn't get a bargain, so his tone was lowered, and at the same time, he was a little surprised.

"Is it important who I am?" Yan Lingyu's mouth curled into a curved smile.

"Could you be people from the God Realm?" The leading zombie stared at the few people suspiciously. He was full of curiosity and could already rule out the Demon Realm, but he couldn't figure out why these 16 people had clearly reached the level of God Emperor, or even God Venerable. It can pass through the space tunnel smoothly without causing the space tunnel to collapse.

"God Realm?" Yan Lingyu shook his head and laughed secretly. God Realm is not even worthy of carrying shoes for him. As long as he is not such a monster as the undead, even a random member of the Wuying tribe can make the whole God Realm fly.

And said that the underworld invaded the fairy world, even if it invaded the gods, he would not care.

Practitioners are originally a bloody road, a channel for the pursuit of power, and a road of no return to death. When you embark on this road, when you cultivate into a Nascent Soul, you are like a fairy in the eyes of mortals. , is the body of immortality, but this is just the beginning of apprenticeship, and there is still a long, long way to go.

Compared with mortals, practitioners are also beneficial and necessary. Even practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage are like gods in the eyes of mortals, and they are also an unattainable goal. Since the baby dies, since it is dust, it does not even have the chance to be reincarnated like ordinary people.

A mountain is still as high as a mountain. In the eyes of mortals, a cultivator is a fairy-like existence, and ascension to the fairy world is the goal of a cultivator. Cultivating the gods, cultivating the sage, and his whole life are only at the footsteps of the saints. No one even knows. There is also the existence of Chaos Realm.

The two realms of immortality and demons are not considered the highest realm, but they are still considered a middle-level realm, but compared to the underworld, they are also vulnerable, but is this mysterious underworld also vulnerable compared to Yan Lingyu?

The two realms of immortality and demons are weak, and the underworld is strong, but it is actually none of Yan Lingyu's business.

But the premise is that you don't touch your own interests, don't touch your own negative scales, and don't get involved with yourself.

Yan Lingyu is not a villain, not a hypocrite, but he is not a gentleman, as long as he does not let himself see, and does not make himself feel extremely angry, he can enter the left ear and exit the right ear, as if it never happened, but the invasion of the underworld is also That's all, I just want to offend my own disciples.

These disciples are not very close to Yan Lingyu, after all there is no direct relationship, but they are always his own disciples, to put it bluntly, to beat a dog depends on the master, disregarding his own existence, killing the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, as Xiaoyao As the founder of Pai, this is equivalent to a naked insult to himself.

In fact, these are nothing. In Yan Lingyu's heart, he has always had an idea that is different from ordinary people. It is okay to insult yourself, but you must never insult your own woman. Half a day ago, maybe there was no such thing, but now there is, as The head of the fairy world of the Xiaoyao School, Hua Yin has the obligation to protect the lives of the disciples of the Xiaoyao School, and has the right to seek justice for them, but she just doesn't have that strength.

Hitting people without slapping people in the face, the underworld slapped Huayin hard in the face, which can be regarded as one of Yan Lingyu's reverse scales, so it can be regarded as the underworld's unlucky encounter with such a freak.

Sometimes with a smile on your face, it’s not that you are not angry, but that you hide a knife in your smile, and now Yan Lingyu is the latter, disdainfully saying, “It doesn’t matter whether I am a person from the God Realm, what matters now is whether you can give me a satisfactory answer, Otherwise, you all have to stay with me."

By the time of the last few words, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen by ice. It was not a biting cold, but a gloomy cold. It was a kind of intimidation, momentum, killing intent, and spiritual power, which were combined together and suppressed at the same time.

Every word seems to be deeply engraved in the hearts of the undead, and every word scares them, especially the words "you have to leave it to me", which almost makes them feel irresistible. The clan is the succubus of all practitioners, and Yan Lingyu is now their succubus, strong, very strong. . . . . . . . . . .

Undead, hearing the name makes people yearn for it, but if they know the ethnic group of the undead, no one will yearn for it.

Although the undead race is composed of skeletons and zombies, skeletons are only the lowest level of pure existence in the underworld, and they will never be able to reach the high-level stage. High, too, the skeletons are getting higher and higher, but the zombies are getting more and more.

Huot, that is, the zombie with the cultivation of a god emperor, who devours the Nascent Soul of the practitioner, is the favorite of the undead. He devours the Nascent Soul of the practitioner, absorbs it directly, and tempers the body, which is thousands of times faster than their own cultivation. ten thousand times.

It was also because of this idea that he opened up multiple relationships and obtained the command right to lead the underworld to invade the world of immortals and demons.

The undead are a bit similar to demon cultivators, with the body as the center, a body like a copper wall and an iron wall, and their explosive power is extremely amazing. This is the real reason why the two worlds of immortals and demons were captured so quickly, but fortunately, the undead do not know how to use spiritual power. Bao, otherwise Huayin would have been unable to hold back and asked Yan Lingyu for help.

Hult's idea is very good and correct, but he came at an inappropriate time, and he just met Yan Lingyu, a freak who, except for his unknown chaos solution, can break through any interface at will to enter.

Feeling the tremendous pressure from the humans in front of him, Huot had the thought of crying endlessly. The pressure had no effect on humans for some reason, but whether it was him or the other undead around him, they felt so cold that they were about to suffocate. If he was given another chance to choose, he would definitely refuse to be the commander of the attack on the two worlds of immortals and demons without hesitation, but he didn't regret selling medicine, so he had to face it bravely.

"Hello, powerful human being. I am a member of the undead and silver corpse clan. May I ask if we can calm down and talk about the conditions calmly?" Holt's stiff face showed that this sentence was absolutely Not from his heart.

Although the undead are composed of skeletons and zombies, this does not mean that they have no emotions. They are also intelligent creatures, just like the monster race, who can also turn into a human being, and the monster race will also open up spiritual wisdom after cultivating to a certain level , and human-like wisdom.

The undead means that they have an undead body. Even if their cultivation base is very low, even if they have not experienced cultivation, they will not die, but this does not mean that they will not be killed. The undead will also die, of course He would also be afraid, and reason told Holt that the human beings in front of him were very strong, very strong, and if he wanted to kill himself, it would be like killing a low-level skeleton by himself, which was at least the seventh rank of the silver corpse.