Chapter five hundred and eighty first can we talk about conditions?
A journey of thousands of miles is just a matter of a flash for Yan Lingyu, and for the Fog Shadow Guard and Huayin, it is just a journey of several points. Since the undead masters within thousands of miles have been cleared by the Fog Shadow Guard, those who are not
When we reach the level of the Daluo Golden Immortal, we cannot break the defense of everyone. The attack is just a symbol of tickling and ignore it. When we flew straight to the space crack passage only dozens of miles away, everyone was finally led to a large number of undead people again.
Surrounded.
In the eyes of the Wuying tribe, Yan Lingyu was their patriarch and the god who led them to the light. Before he could give the order, he had already led the way to fight against the Undead tribe.
It is worthy of being the undead tribe close to the space crack passage. Compared with the undead tribe thousands of miles away, it is not the same level. There are hundreds of god-level masters, and there are countless undead tribes with first-, middle- and advanced god-man cultivation, but
For the Mist Shadow Guard, the absolute suppression of cultivation is still a piece of cake when it comes to killing. Kill as you wish, practice sword shadows, roaring, green blood flying all over the sky, and bone slags burst into pieces.
If the undead tribe in the underworld is a disaster for both the immortals and the demons, then Yan Lingyu and his party are a disaster for the underworld. From the arrival of the past few people, fifteen fog shadow guards killed tens of thousands of junior high school seniors in less than an hour.
The gods and man, even the gods, killed more than a dozen.
"Ao!" A loud roar sounded from behind many undead tribes.
The sudden roar attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's eyes believed that they had forgotten to go in the direction of the roar, and the undead clan surrounding Yan Lingyu and others also made way for each other to make a decision. Without guessing, it was a leader who came.
What kind of leader is it? This doesn't matter. Whether it is Yan Lingyu or Wuyingwei, they already know the other party's strength.
Even Huayin didn't have any worries. From the brief chat just now, she already knew that Yan Lingyu's glorious journey in the past few decades was a super talented person even in the holy world. How could she be afraid of these little shrimps? She stood there with peace of mind.
Looking ahead, I was constantly fantasizing about the level of the Undead Clan in my heart.
As the roar gradually disappeared, the earth began to tremble in an ordinary and regular manner.
However, the concession of the undead tribe and the trembling of the earth did not make the Fog Shadow Guard stop killing the poke. When Yan Lingyu issued the order to fight, he did not let them stop. Even if they were dead, they had to execute it. Although Yan Lingyu did not issue the order to attack,
But these undead tribes meant to attack and kill everyone, so they could not let them go.
"Ao!" The roar became extremely angry, and four auras rushed towards several people, and the frequency of earth shaking was gradually increasing.
If this anger was initiated by people from both the immortals and demons, I guess no matter how many people there were, they would have to be suppressed. However, neither Yan Lingyu nor Wuyingwei could afford him, and his anger had not reached Yan Lingyu's place yet.
, it was completely blocked by the fog shadow guard.
Four figures appeared quickly in front of everyone's eyes, and the leading zombie made a strong and angry voice and said, "Who are you? Why do you want to go against us?"
Yan Lingyu smiled disdainfully and said, "It seems you are doing the right thing with me!"
"Who are you? With your cultivation level, how can you reach this place?" After scanning the seventeen people, the leader zombie found that except for a mid-stage woman in the God-Man, the others could not see through it. It was obvious that the sixteenth person was the one who could not see through it.
A person's cultivation level can be comparable to himself. In this battle, he can't get any advantage, so he's also weakened, and he's a little surprised.
"Is it important who I am?" Yan Lingyu's mouth curled up with an arc of smile.
"Are you people from the God Realm?" The leading zombie stared at the few people in confusion, curious and could already rule out the demon world. But I couldn't figure out why these sixteen people had clearly reached the level of the God Emperor, or even the God Lord.
Why can it pass through the space tunnel smoothly without causing the collapse of the space tunnel?
"Divine Realm?" Yan Lingyu shook his head and laughed inwardly. The Divine Realm was not worthy of carrying shoes to himself. As long as he was not a monster like the Undead Clan, even any member of the Mist Shadow Clan could make the entire Divine Realm go crazy.
He also said that the underworld invaded the Immortal Realm, and even if it invaded the God Realm, he would not care.
A practitioner is originally a bloody road, a path to pursue power, a path to death without returning. When you embark on this road, when you practice to become a Nascent Soul, you will be a god-like existence in the eyes of mortals.
, it is the immortal body, but this is just a disciple, and the road ahead is still very long.
Compared with mortals, practitioners are also beneficial and necessary. Even practitioners in the Nascent Soul stage are still like gods in the eyes of mortals, and are also an unattainable target. However, the Nascent Soul will survive and will never die.
Since the infant is destroyed, it is dust, and there will be no chance of reincarnation like an ordinary person.
There is also a mountain high. In the eyes of mortals, cultivators are like gods. Ascension to the fairy world is the goal of cultivators. Cultivating gods and saints will last forever. Only in the footsteps of saints, no one even knows that
There is also the existence of the Chaos Realm.
The two realms of immortals and demons are not considered the highest realm, but they are also considered medium-level interfaces. However, compared to the underworld, they are vulnerable. But is this mysterious underworld also vulnerable than Yan Lingyu?
The two realms of immortals and demons are weak and the underworld is strong, and it is actually not about Yan Lingyu's business.
But the premise is not to touch your own interests, don’t touch your own reverse scales, and don’t have anything to do with yourself.
Yan Lingyu is not a villain or a hypocrite, but he is not a gentleman either. As long as he has not seen it or felt extremely angry, he can enter his left ear and exit his right ear, as if it has not happened before, but the invasion of the underworld is also
That's fine, but he just wants to get involved with his disciples.
These disciples are not very close to Yan Lingyu. After all, they have no direct relationship, but they are always their own disciples. To put it bluntly, beating dogs depends on the owner. Regardless of their existence, killing disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, and as Xiaoyao, they are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones
The founder of Pi, this is equivalent to a naked insult to himself.
In fact, these are nothing. Yan Lingyu always had a different idea in his heart. It’s nothing to insult himself, but he must not insult his woman. Half a day ago, maybe this was not the case, but now it has it.
Hua Yin, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect's immortal world, has the obligation to protect the lives and safety of Xiaoyao Sect's disciples and has the right to seek justice for them, but she does not have that ability.
If you hit someone or not, the underworld slapped Hua Yin in the face. This can be regarded as one of Yan Lingyu's reverse scales, so it can be regarded as a bad luck in the underworld, but he encountered such a monster.
Sometimes with a smile on his face, it is not that he is not angry, but that he hides his sword in his smile. Now Yan Lingyu is the latter, saying disdainfully, "It doesn't matter whether I am a person in the divine world. What's important now is whether you can give me a satisfactory answer,
Otherwise, you all have to leave it for me.”
By the last few words, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen by ice, not the biting cold, but the cold cold, which was a kind of intimidation, momentum, murderous intent, and mental power, which was a combination of pressure and oppression.
Every word seems to be deeply engraved in the hearts of the undead tribe. Every word makes them scared, especially the words "Everyone has to leave it for me", which almost makes them feel irresistible. If it is immortal,
The clan is the dream demon of all practitioners, and Yan Lingyu is now their dream demon, strong, very strong.........
The Undead tribe feels like a yearning for the name, but if you know the Undead tribe, no one will yearn for it.
Although it is an undead tribe composed of skeletons and zombies, skeletons are just the lowest pure in the underworld and can never reach a high-level platform. Therefore, the closer they are to the space crack passage, the more the cultivation level of the undead tribe is.
Gao, too, the skeletons are getting higher and higher, while the zombies are getting more and more.
Hot, that is, the zombie with the cultivation of the God Emperor, devours the Nascent Soul of the cultivators, is the favorite of the Undead tribe. It devours the Nascent Soul of the cultivators, absorbs it directly, and tempers the body, which is thousands of faster than they practice themselves.
Ten thousand times.
It was also because of this idea that he had established multiple relationships and obtained the command to lead the underworld to invade the two realms of immortals and demons this time.
The Undead Clan is a bit like a demon cultivator. It is centered on the body, and its body is like a copper wall and iron wall, and its explosive power is extremely amazing. This is also the real reason why the immortal and demon worlds were captured so quickly. But fortunately, the Undead Clan does not know how to use spirits.
Bao, otherwise Huayin would have been unable to hold on to ask Yan Lingyu for help.
Hort's idea is very good and correct, but he came at the wrong time. He met the monster Yan Lingyu. In addition to his unknown Chaos Solution, he could break through and enter at will no matter what interface it is.
Feeling the huge pressure coming from humans in front of him, Hot had the idea of crying endlessly. For some reason, the pressure had no effect on humans, but both him and other undead people around him had a feeling of being so cold that they were about to suffocate.
If he is given another chance to choose, he will definitely refuse to be the commander of the attack on the two realms of immortals and demons without hesitation, but he has no regrets about selling medicine, so he has to face it with his teeth.
"Hello, powerful human, I am a member of the Undead Silver Corpse. Can we calm down and talk about the conditions calmly?" On Hot's stiff face, it was obvious that this sentence was absolutely true.
It's not from his heart.
Although the Undead Clan is composed of skeleton zombies, this does not mean that they have no feelings. They are also wise creatures. Just like the demon clan, the demon clan can also transform into humans. When the demon clan practices to a certain level, it will also activate spiritual wisdom.
, and the same wisdom as humans.
The Undead tribe means that they have an immortal body. Even if their cultivation is very low or even have not experienced cultivation, they will not die. But this does not mean that they will not be killed. The Undead tribe will also die. Of course
He would also be afraid. Reason told Hort that the human in front of him was very strong, very strong. If he wanted to kill himself, it would be like killing a low-level skeleton himself. This was at least the cultivation level of the silver corpse seven-turn.