God of Life and Death

"What's wrong with this?"

Iger's heart trembled slightly!

Could it be that there are still people ambushing in those villages?

Regardless of the risk of being discovered by the strong human race, Iger forcibly projected a strand of his own powerful spiritual sense.

Divine consciousness settled.

Sure enough, he saw a tauren at the pinnacle level of the Void Fairyland, blocking the presence of the hundred great sages of the Black Demon Race.

His qi and blood are thick, faintly appearing behind him, like a blood-colored ocean surging endlessly, like a stormy sea, rolling the sky!

"When is there such a powerful tauren in Yongfeng Town? The existence of the peak of the virtual fairyland is not a weak person in the battlefield of ten thousand races. If it has been shot, it should be a name and a surname, how can it be silent? No one, no one knows?"

There was a suspicious look in Iger's eyes.

However, this Niu Yiguo is really one man, and no one can open it.

A hundred black demons of the Great Sacred Realm level stood in front of him, and they were controlled by Niu Yi's qi and blood pressure!

"The earth is broken!"

Niu Yi stepped down, and the whole land was shaking with it!

The bodies of the powerful black demons trembled, and their internal organs almost burst out.

"Form, kill the enemy! Purgatory Forge!"

A commander in the Black Demon Race said.

However, just after his voice fell, Niu Yi had already roared violently, the sound wave was like thunder, and everyone in the black demons was in a trance, and even had difficulty concentrating!

Niu Yi is definitely a veteran in the war, his IQ can be average, but the fighting experience is definitely rich.

Even if one person singled out a group, he didn't feel ashamed.

A pair of bull's eyes stared. Yuan, let the great sage of the Black Demon clan startle from the bottom of my heart.

"The Soul of the Dark Demon!" At this time, a strong man of the Dark Demon clan shouted, and a faint black smoke rose out of his sky spirit.

At the same time, other black demons of the Great Sacred Realm level also cooperated with them, and their sky spirits were covered, and black smoke curled up.

The black smoke condensed and turned into a huge canopy, which covered all directions.

The soul of the black demon is a talented art in the black demon race.

Once displayed, it will definitely damage the soul and shorten the lifespan.

But at the critical moment, the soul of the black demon is also the reliance of the black demon clan to make a comeback.

The black smoke is misty, turning into a realm.

In the realm, Niu Yi's cultivation was actually suppressed, and he fell to the seventh level of the virtual fairyland!

The function of the soul of the dark demons could be used to suppress the enemy's cultivation realm.

Fang Yue's divine mind was also paying attention to Niu Yi's side, and the performance of this black demons was beyond Fang Yue's expectations.

"The Black Demons are warlike and provoke the tens of thousands of races. It is not without their merits that their race can live safely to this age!"

Fang Yue said to himself, this bully is not weak, but facing the joint siege of a hundred Black Demon Race Great Sages, it is still at a disadvantage for the time being!

"Niu Yi, a quick fight! I send three battle puppets from the peak of the virtual fairyland to help you!"

Fang Yue spoke to Niu Yi.

Niu Yi wants to refuse!

For the tauren, being unable to solve the enemy independently is a great insult!

However, military orders are like mountains.

Niu Yi has been in the army for many years and naturally understands the truth of this statement.

This time is not a time to fight for face, let alone show off his abilities. This is a war, and he must act in accordance with the rules of war.

But to be honest, it's really annoying!

This black demon is really annoying, so good, what do you summon the soul of labor and capital?

Suppressed my cultivation level, are you happy?

Niu Yi stared at the people of the Black Demon Clan coldly. His gaze caused a slight chill in the hearts of the Dark Demons.

Even if the soul of the black demon envelops Niu Yi's body and suppresses his cultivation realm, even if the black demon race has locked Niu Yi, as long as they make another strike to ensure that Niu Yi can be seriously injured or even killed.

But there is always an unfounded anxiety in their hearts.

This anxiety does not come from Niu Yi but from their backs.

The wind howled.

The three black silhouettes fell on the bodies of the three great sages of the dark demons like falling leaves in the wind.

The blood in the Great Saint of the Black Demon Race possessed by the black figure instantly dissipated, and then turned into a human skin and fell to the ground.

Three, six, nine...

This death is spreading silently as if a plague.

In the wind, a faint cold wind passed through.

Nine human skins are picturesque, dancing in the wind.

For the dead black demons, the secret arts of the souls of the black demons also became invalid.

The black canopy gradually faded in color, and its suppression power was also weakened a bit.

"The Eighth Floor of the Virtual Immortal!"

Niu Yi gritted his teeth.

His suppressed cultivation base was restored to the eighth level of the virtual wonderland!

Niu Yi waved his iron fist and blasted towards the nearest Great Sage of the Black Demon Race.

With the tacit support of the surrounding eight great sages of the Dark Demons, the nine teamed up to form a nine palace battle formation.

A golden shield condensed out of the void.

With a bang, Niu Yi's fist collided with the shield.

Click, click, accompanied by two clear sounds, the cracks on the shield spread like a spider web.

Niu Yi's fist was extremely powerful, and the force was heavy, and with one punch, a thousand mountains collapsed, not to mention the shield made by the nine sages of the Black Demon Race.

In the face of absolute strength crushing, even the battle formation seemed fragile as paper.

The shadow of the fist fell like a mountain.

The flesh and blood of the nine great sages of the Dark Demons were crushed!

Iger's divine mind has extended to this side.

He closed his eyes and sighed slightly, knowing in his heart that the hundred great sages of the Black Demon Race were doomed to escape.

Niu Yi alone is scary enough.

Coupled with the three ghosts of unknown origin at the level of the Void Fairyland, they didn't even have the power to fight back.

"Xu Xian, Xian Xian again! How many virtual immortals are there in this small Yongfeng Town. The most important thing is that all the virtual immortals in Yongfeng Town are extremely powerful, with weird methods, but they are on the battlefield of ten thousand races. Among them, the reputation is not obvious. Is it possible that these imaginary immortals are also the previous heritage of the human race or the return of the sleeping powerhouse in history?"

Iger's heart is getting more and more bottomless. He doesn't know how deep the water in Yongfeng Town is.

"If the imaginary fairy of the bull head clan joins forces with the ghosts of the three imaginary fairyland levels, perhaps the black demons who have just entered the real fairyland level are not opponents!"

Iger was taken aback by his own inference. If his inference is true, then this Yongfeng Town can never be treated as a small town, and even the average human city is not in Yongfeng Town. Strong combat power.

Soon, the great saint of the Hundred-Headed Black Demon Race was dealt with by Niu Yi and the three black figures.

These three black figures were just disguised by the gray figures of Fang Yue's three virtual fairyland levels.

However, this gray figure once appeared in Fang Yue's process of dealing with the Black Demon. In order to prevent the Black Demon from thinking of the gray figure, Fang Yue asked them to disguise themselves as black, like a ghost, misleading the Black Demon. Reasoning thinking.

"Huh? Why did the ten large-sacred-level black demons that I sent out inexplicably miss a team?"

Iger suddenly reacted, and he realized something was wrong.

All his consciousness just now focused on Niu Yi and the others, and did not observe the movements of the nine Black Demon Race teams, but in a blink of an eye, the Black Demon Race's hundreds of people team lost one, as if the world had evaporated.

"What a joke! This is the one hundred great saint realm-level powerhouses in the Dark Demons. If they join forces, even if they are in the real fairyland, they dare not easily say that they can win! But such a team is silent. It has evaporated from the world without interest!"

Iger felt the coolness of the name behind him.

This Yongfeng Town has changed from a human town to a demon with an open mouth, waiting to choose someone to eat!

Fallen Qiansi showed a smug smile.

He looked at the Black Demon Race of the Great Sacred Realm whose one hundred heads were controlled by his spirit. According to the agreement between him and Fang Yue, he could divide half of the Black Demon Race of the Great Sacred Realm into sacrifices. Restore his damaged cultivation base and soul, and the remaining fifty heads are to swear to each other to be loyal to Yongfeng Town!

See you, divide in half.

Fang Yue's system of clear rewards and punishments made Deng Qiansi really like it.

Originally, Qian Qiansi had vowed to follow Fang Yue for a hundred years, during which Fang Yue could drive him at will. Even if it was Fang Yue's benefit, he didn't share any profit for him, but in fact he couldn't say anything. But now that Fang Yue does this, everyone's hearts are quite happy.

Fallen Qiansi's mouth opened, and the fifty black demons of the Great Saint Realm level were swallowed by him in an instant.

The power of the origin is not strong, but it is worthy of his year of penance.

It's boring to work hard to recover.

How can it be compared to the current one, swallowing it in one bite, and recovering the cultivation base is a pleasure!

"It's a pity that Fang Yue doesn't want me to be exposed, so he can only capture a big sage team from the Black Demon Race. In fact, if all ten teams are captured alive, even if only half of them are swallowed, I can recover. More strength!"

Fallen Qiansi said with regret.

Shame on waste!

The resentment in Dengqiansi's heart is growing.

But Iger's resentment is even greater!

Eight hundred saints became sacrificial offerings, and two large saint teams of one hundred people disappeared.

Is there anyone more tragic than these Dark Demons under him?

And the masters in Yongfeng Town haven't all appeared yet.

How deep is the water in Yongfeng Town?

Iger's heart kept growing.

"However, for the ten teams of the Great Sacred Realm level, two teams have been lost and eight are left? I don't believe it. Fang Yue has other back players who can match the other eight teams of the Great Sacred Realm. All suppression!"

Iger gritted his teeth and just turned his attention to the eight great saint realm-level teams.

Then the eight teams disappeared from under his nose!

Yes, it disappeared from under Iger's eyelids...

Eight small teams, the 800 powerful masters of the Great Sacred Realm disappeared out of thin air, without even a blister coming out!

If yes, the last team disappeared because Iger did not pay attention.