"Battle...bang...fresh food finally comes to your door."

This is human language, but no one believes that it is a sound made by humans.

Because the sound was hoarse like inferior metal rubbing, and gloomy like a horrifying humming made by an evil ghost while biting.

"Is it a level 8 god, is it just Yun Che that boy Yan Jie mentioned?"

This is another voice, equally hoarse and obscure, and it is so shocking.

"Hehehe... It seems that it's right. But I was thrown away so quickly... Hehehe... It really disappointed me."

The third sound, like a friction from teeth, is so harsh that it makes the heart twitch according to the pronunciation.

What is far more terrifying than these three sounds are three dark pressures as vast as the sea and as heavy as thousands of mountains.

This was just three natural releases, and the dark spiritual pressure that had not completely exploded, but it was enough for Yun Che to judge that the power of these three auras was almost not inferior to Yan Tianxiao who had just taken action.

No, two of them are even quite obvious above them!

Yan Tianxiao is recognized as the first god emperor in the Northern Divine Realm! In the soul message given to Yun Che by Chi Wuyao, she also clearly mentioned that in terms of Xuanli cultivation, she was inferior to Yan Tianxiao.

But here, two auras appeared to surpass Yan Tianxiao, and the other one was almost equal to it.

This shocking discovery that made the Northern Divine Realm tremble for a long time made Yun Che briefly surprised, but what reflected in his eyes was not fear, but...the excitement like a flaming flame.

After all, the old monster who has inherited the primitive demon blood and has been immersed in the ancient dark yin energy for hundreds of thousands of years has indeed not disappointed him!

No, it should be said to be a surprise!

Due to race restrictions, even if humans reach the limit, they cannot compare with the Dragon Clan Emperor Longbai.

But the two of the three Yan Zu, who had the strongest aura, would definitely not be weaker than the first god emperor of the Eastern Region, Qianye Brahtian and Nan Wansheng, the first god emperor of the Southern Region!

The weakest one will not be inferior to the Emperor of the universe!

What a huge power this is!

But unfortunately, they have such powerful power and the price of such a long life, but they can only be trapped here and will never see the light of heaven!

In Yun Che's eyes, they lived a life worse than an ordinary livestock, let alone compared to the God Emperor.

Crack, Crack!

The sound of the demon bone being trampled slowly approaching, Yun Che's eyes penetrated through the darkness, and the figures of three evil ghosts reflected in their dark eyes.

That's right, it's an evil ghost!

These three black shadows are equally short, with the same skin as thin as an old corpse, and are covered with rugged bones. Their limbs are even dryer than the withered branches... There is no human characteristic at all.

If they were lying on the ground and remained moving, no one would doubt that these were three long-weathered mummies.

But their moving legs and eyes that flashed with the gloomy light of hell proved that they were actually living "ghosts"!

"Yan Wanchi, Yan Wanhun, Yan Wangui."

Yun Che's lips were half-skinned, and he was chanting the name of the Third Ancestor Yan Mo.

In the early stage of the Northern God Realm, the third ancestor of Yama found the demon blood and Yama skills left by the ancient Yama, occupied the Eternal Dark Bone Sea, and founded the Yama Realm that dominated the entire history of the Northern God Realm.

Such achievements will shine forever.

They have lived to this day, but have become such a person who is neither human nor ghost. It is so sad and pitiful.

The three "corpse ghouls" stopped, their eyes changed, and the too terrible dark pressure also showed slight turmoil.

Because they haven't heard their names for too long.

Yun Che slowly raised his hand, his palm facing the three of them, and a black light shone slowly: "Yun Che... You three old ghosts have firmly engraved these two words into your souls."

"Because, this is the name of your future master!"

Depressed words are like the judgment of the law of heaven that cannot be violated.

But falling into the ears of the Three Yan Zu, it was undoubtedly a long-lasting darkness and boredom, the joke that made their souls tremble wildly.

"Hehe hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

The laughter of the three evil spirits overlapped together was so harsh that it seemed as if countless sharp blades were slashing their eardrums.

They laughed wildly and laughed wildly. Such jokes were like god-given nectar to them, making their shriveled pores open comfortably.

"Hahahaha... there are three crazy old ghosts here, and another little ghost who is even more crazy than us comes in... Hahaha!"

"Yun Che, this name is indeed the person the boys are talking about. Emperor of the Demon of the Heavens? The Eternal Darkness? Kill the Emperor of the Burning Moon with one sword? The God of the Burning Moon is chattering... It turns out that they are just crazy words."

"So, who will this crazy guy have the fate?"

"but……"

Yan Zu, who had the strongest breath, stretched out his palm, and his dry five fingers circled around casually, the vast space suddenly rolled up a wave of dark vortex. He stared at Yun Che, and his dark old eyes narrowed two terrifying gaps: "In the realm of the God Lord, he can still stand in front of the three old ghosts, and it seems that there are some tricks."

"Haha, a crazy little guy, how could he know the word "fear"?"

The ghost in the middle stepped forward slowly. Every time I took a step, dark ripples like terrifying waves would appear around me: "Little ghost, we three old ghosts have lived for 890,000 years, and no one has ever dared to say such ridiculous rhetoric in front of us... I was a little reluctant to suck you dry immediately."

His grim smile can no longer be described as ugly or ugly. Anyone can take a look at it, enough for him to be troubled by nightmares for years.

This evil ghost who spoke was the boss of the three Yan Zushou and the strongest Yan Wanchi among the three.

"Eighty-ninety-nine thousand years?" Yun Che also laughed. Compared to Yan Zu's grim smile, his smile was full of deep mockery and pity: "Even three jackals with broken legs can live openly under the sun."

"You three old people who are not even as good as jackals have lived here for more than 800,000 years. How sad and pitiful. You are still proud of it? Hahahaha..."

He laughed softly, slowly shook his head, and the pity at the corner of his mouth pierced into the eyes of the Three Yan Zu like a poisonous blade: "Three Northern Divine Realms... Oh no, it is the largest and most humble joke in the entire divine world history. Three old bedbugs buried in this stinky place and can never get out. Where did you get the old faces laughing wildly in front of me, huh?"

The Three Yan Zu lived for a long time, but he did live incredibly atrocities and even humbleness. However, as the ancestor of Yan Mo's creation world and the level ten god lord with the ultimate power of darkness, even if he really lives so much that he is not as good as a bed bug, who has ever said to insult them? Who dares to insult them!

As the founding ancestor, even the previous generations of the God of Yama, they must be respectful to them and dare not be rude.

Being burdened with the extreme Dao Xuan power, it was impossible to be angered by just a few words.

However, even if you have been here for hundreds of thousands of years, no matter how powerful the spirit is, it is impossible to remain completely normal.

The soul of the Three Yan Zu has long been extremely twisted and manic, and Yun Che's words, the biggest ridicule in countless years, have been stimulating their most painful humiliation, undoubtedly enough to stimulate the twisted spirit of the Three Yan Zu to a complete out of control and crazy.

"Hmm... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Damn it!" Yan Wanchi scratched his fingers and screamed: "It seems that you don't want to die too much!"

"Ha," Yun Che's smile even more sarcastic: "A mere two sentences can make you angry to such an ugly appearance. It seems that you are just a compliment to bed bugs."

"Ahhhhh!" The old ghost on the right - Yan Zu's second son Yan Wanhun could no longer bear it, and his body suddenly rushed out: "I want to tear him with my own hands!"

The thin and hunched body, but the momentum when it rushed out was as majestic as the wind and clouds, and the mountains collapsed and the seas collapsed.

The ancestor demon blood inherited by Yan Zu and the Yan Mo skills practiced have enabled their lives and mysterious veins to establish a strange connection with this huge sea of ​​eternal dark bones, which is also the root of their immortality.

When the power burst out, the entire Yongnan bone was shaking, accompanied by the crying sounds like countless evil spirits and evil ghosts.

Facing Yan Wanhun who was rushing out, Yun Che stood still, and a blood-colored mysterious energy suddenly burst out from his body.

Emperor Yan opens!

The dark seed of the evil god, the eternal darkness of the Demon Emperor... He did not need any action or thought guidance at all. The extremely rich dark mysterious energy around him rushed into his body violently every moment.

Here, his Emperor Yan can undoubtedly be maintained infinitely!

Even if it is consumed in a crazy way, it is definitely not as crazier as the recovery speed.

The sudden explosion of blood and energy storm shocked the three Yan Zu. Yan Wanhun's figure suddenly stagnated, and Yun Che had already rushed towards him and punched him in the head.

Bang!!

Yan Wanhun obviously took action before, but caught off guard, he was hit by Yun Che's attack.

The far-expected force made him lean back, but immediately a angrily neighed, and the space ahead collapsed violently in the outbreak of darkness.

The power of Yan Zu was so terrifying. Yun Che let out a muffled groan, injured in an instant, and pulled a blood arrow and turned over. Yan Wanhun had already tore through the space and pounced at Yun Che like a ghost, swinging down violently with his five fingers.

Hiss!

The space was torn apart by three huge black marks that were ten thousand feet long in an instant. The terrifying picture seemed to have been torn into four parts.

puff!

The blood mist on Yun Che's body exploded, and three deep gullies were imprinted on him.

Bang!

Yun Che fell heavily to the ground... but it did not break into four pieces as the Three Yan Zu thought. Instead, it turned over and rose up at the first moment after landing.

"Hiss!?" Yan Wanhun was fixed in the air, and his magnified old eyes seemed to be unable to believe the scene he saw.

But immediately, his dark gray pupils suddenly magnified dozens of times.

Yun Che stood up, and all three blood grooves on his body were deep and bones could be seen. One of them extended from his left eyebrow to his right rib, nearly half a foot long.

This is the tearing force from Yan Zu! But not only was he not torn, he was still sneering... and slowly stretched out his hand in a sneer and gently wiped the blood on his face.

The darkness was whistling, like countless storms sweeping around Yun Che.

In the strange storm, the terrifying blood groove on his body was healing quickly and healing again...

One breath...two breaths...the originally shocking blood groove has turned into several light blood-colored marks.

Three breaths...even the last blood mark disappeared.

Regardless of internal injuries or external injuries... they have completely recovered as before.

Even a tiny trace cannot be found.
Chapter completed!