Master’s plan to revitalize the beautiful girl demon cult

Two of the split fierce gods slowly walked towards Orchid, while the other one jumped up directly.

The jumped clone of the fierce god suddenly disappeared in mid-air, as if it had been swallowed by a black hole.

The next moment, the space around Youlan was distorted, and the fierce god's clone appeared from the rippling space and stepped towards her violently.

Maybe the fierce god would be quite slow to run, but as an "immortal", he naturally has extraordinary abilities.

This action alone surpasses most escape methods among practitioners.

But Youlan never thought that the fierce god would appear next to her in this way, so she could only defend herself in embarrassment.

Unfortunately, even Tomoyo was unable to block the attack from the fierce god, let alone a monk in the foundation building stage like her.

"Boom!" The incarnation of the fierce god next to Youlan fell heavily to the ground, causing an earthquake.

The other two incarnations of the fierce god in the distance stepped on the ground at the same time, directly shattering the earth.

Baicheng, far away from the farm, also felt the strong aftershocks, and some weak buildings collapsed directly.

Youlan was blown up, and her internal organs seemed to be crushed to pieces.

Her mind went blank, but in this dull moment, she vaguely understood a lot of things that she had thought were alarmist before.

She was first shaken high into the sky, and then fell feebly like a kite with its string broken.

At this moment, she thought she was closer to death than ever.

She had only experienced this feeling before when she was soaked in a pool of blood.

It's really annoying. It's rare for me to take revenge on Wan Ruicai. I feel that I can forget the painful experience and erase the shadow in my heart.

Unexpectedly, I would now add a new shadow.

But it seemed that adding the shadow of death didn't matter. After all, if she fell like this, she would be greeted by the heavy stampede of those monsters after her.

But she waited for a long time, until the whistling of the air in her ears disappeared, and she didn't wait until she felt the touch of landing.

Instead, she felt a surge of warmth.

"It seems that I came at just the right time." A lazy voice came into my ears.

Youlan looked at the person in front of her blankly, with disbelief on her face, "Master?"

"Look carefully, this is the product of the extreme evil of Heaven."

"They say they are immortals, but they are actually the existence of evil gods."

He Youzhou patted the dust on Youlan's face and clothes and said calmly.

"Master, those guys..." Youlan also wanted to remind her master to be careful of those three monsters, but as soon as she looked over, her voice stopped abruptly.

The feet of the three fierce gods were nailed to the ground by countless sword shadows, making them unable to even lift their feet. They could only stay in place and rage.

"Hide yourself." He Youzhou said casually, "Fortunately, you're an immortal at this level, so I won't have to tell you to collect my body for me."

"Master, you have to be careful." Youlan couldn't help but say more.

"Don't worry, it's not the first time." He Youzhou waved his hand, looking very lazy.

This was the first time that Youlan felt that He Youzhou's lazy figure was extremely reliable.

At this moment, she began to think that everything she saw when she just obtained the technique was not an illusion.

To her, Heyouzhou was an almost insurmountable mountain.

"I didn't expect that I would arrive earlier than those monks in Baicheng." He Youzhou said with emotion while holding the iron sword in his hand in front of him.

Previously, He Youzhou had no way to rush due to his regression in cultivation, so he arrived at the scene very late every time.

In order to solve this problem, he developed a very powerful spiritual consciousness so that he could set off early.

But now he seems to have solved this problem. No, it should be said that his sword has solved this problem.

He Youzhou couldn't control the sword, but as long as the sword could fly on its own, there would be no problem - it was just a little unstable.

"Dang!!!!" Suddenly, the sword shadows that pinned those fierce gods were shattered.

Those fierce gods rushed directly towards the most conspicuous target, He Youzhou.

Practitioners may misjudge because of He Youzhou's cultivation, but immortals condensed out of the evil will of Heaven will not make such mistakes.

They could sense a huge threat from He Youzhou.

"It's been a long time since I can draw my sword." He Youzhou said to himself as he watched the fierce gods leap into the air one by one and escape into the space.

It has been more than ten years since I last showed it in front of Tomoyo.

He gently pulled the sword blade out of its scabbard, and the crisp sound echoed on the broken ground.

Before the sword blade was completely unsheathed, the surrounding air pressure seemed to have dropped a lot, giving people a depressing feeling.

All his cultivation is given to the sword in his hand. The sword is the foundation, and the sword is his entire way of cultivation.

"Qiang——" It is obviously just a simple action like unsheathing the sword, but it will give people the illusion that the sky will tremble.

In the past, He Youzhou had practiced for three hundred years and was one step away from the Mahayana stage.

Today, He Youzhou is in the foundation building period, holding a mortal sword in hand.

"Come out." He Youzhou muttered and slashed the iron sword in his hand.

Every time the sword trembles after being unsheathed, it dissipates Tiandao's malice.

With one strike of the sword, the three fierce gods that had escaped into the space were all chopped into pieces, leaving pieces of corpses on the ground.

However, just like before, the fierce god who was hit began to split into more parts of himself.

He will only kill more and more, as if there is no solution at all.

The fierce gods gathered together and stampeded towards He Youzhou frantically.

He Youzhou maintained his original posture and was knocked back hundreds of meters by the impact of kick after kick.

By the time these fierce gods stopped trampling, He Youzhou would have been far away from the original farm.

He Youzhou touched the blood at the corner of his mouth. Even with the protection of this sword, he was still injured.

However, this kind of injury was completely within his expectation.

Although he was injured, he became calm. It was not easy to repel the gods condensed by the evil intentions of Heaven.

If he wasn't injured, he would feel like he was dealing with a fake.

He vibrated the blade first, and then walked at a leisurely pace towards the pile of vicious gods that made people's scalp numb just by looking at them.

The sword seemed to be jumping for joy.

Chapter 63: Chapter 63 There is only one person left in Tianyan Sect

He Youzhou now looks like a rabbit trying to break into the tiger's den, which is incredible to see.

Even practitioners would be daunted when they see countless fierce gods whose strength cannot be evaluated, but He Youzhou doesn't care about their strength.

Dressed in linen clothes, long messy hair, and the way he looked like he wasn't awake - all gave people a very ridiculous feeling.

This absurdity became even more intense when the air waves blew up his long hair and exposed his decadent and lovely face to the sight of others.

But He Youzhou's sword was enough to crush the doubts in everyone's hearts.

After he had already approached these fierce gods, he swung his sword again.

After this sword was slashed, the fierce gods were not further killed, but were gathered together.

This group of fierce gods who appeared separately were gathered together like plasticine and transformed back into their original individuals.

"It looks much better this way." He Youzhou said quietly, lifting up his bangs that blocked his sight.

One sword can repel the enemy, and one sword can cut off the enemy.

"Ho ho ho!" The fierce god roared as he was knocked back to his original form.

The deafening roar turned into substantial decay, making the ground already polluted by red crystals even more unsightly.

He Youzhou swept away the roar directed at him with a sweep of his sword, and looked at the fierce god with an indifferent expression.

The fierce god's body burst out with more powerful power than before, but this time his power was not used to destroy everything around him.

He used all his strength to forcefully break the shackles that bound him.

The lion's mane on one of his heads spread out in the strong wind, making him look like a standing lion.

When the shackles that bound him were broken off, he could be considered a real earthburst star.

After all the restrictions were lifted, the fierce god no longer simply used trample. He jumped suddenly and his body was swallowed by a huge black hole in mid-air.

The next moment, a sun-like fireball hit He Youzhou heavily.

The fierce god is wrapped in this ball of fire, carrying endless killing intent.

"The villain of the human world."

"You are the ones who help evil."

After seeing He Youzhou's swords, the fierce god knew who the practitioner in front of him was.

This is undoubtedly a member of the Tianyan Sect, one of those people who have used their lives to stop the evil intentions of Heaven countless times.

The fierce god with wisdom understood deeply that no matter how many people came, the threat would not be the same as that of one person in Youzhou.

If he wanted to show his evil intentions, he would need to kill the person in front of him.

Before destroying everything, this person must be destroyed first.

No matter how many other cultivators come, they are nothing more than a mob to the Earthburst Star Evil God condensed by the evil intentions of heaven.

Only the disciples of the Tianyan Sect who have mastered the method of destroying gods and immortals are the ones he wants to pay attention to.

"Well, these are really good names." He Youzhou looked at the "sun" falling from the sky and said, "The Tianyan Sect harms the way of heaven and is a villain."

"These words you said are simply praise to me." He lightly passed his fingers over the blade of the sword.

He Youzhou, who became a swordsman, found that his sword was used less and less, and the fewer and simpler his moves were.

To fight a practitioner, his sword skills must be complicated and require countless ways.

Every angle and every bit of strength must be pursued to the extreme.

However, he didn't know how to fight with the practitioners, and gradually he could only use a few swords.

When encountering an enemy that is similar in size to himself, he may also need to recall his own moves.

But when facing a mountain-like enemy like the Fierce God, he would not remember the moves at all.

Because no matter how gorgeous the name of your move is, or how many great principles it contains, the movements are still the same. After all, they are still the most basic movements of the sword.

"Boom!!!!!!" The fierce god smashed into He Youzhou with fire like the sun.

A pit deep enough to turn into a small lake was dug out of the ground, and everything around it turned into scorched earth.

Just this one strike can sweep away countless Nascent Soul Stage monks.

The practitioners in Baicheng will die as many as they come.

But this time the sun split into two halves without any warning.

The place where He Youzhou was, and even the straight line behind him, did not suffer any damage.

The fierce god was cut with deep wounds from his forehead to his abdomen, and hot blood like lava dripped on the ground.

But he didn't stop because of this injury. He pounced on He Youzhou.

He Youzhou watched the fierce god's movements and spat out the blood foam in his mouth, his face still looking calm and calm.

Compared with him, the fierce god seems a bit hysterical.

When He stretched out his hands, the surrounding spiritual energy was evacuated, forcing everything to press into His hands.

Waves of decay erupted on the ground, and countless corpse trees grew crazily.

And all his attacks are just to hit the small person in front of him.

"What is a god?" He Youzhou suddenly asked.

But no one answered his question.