Zhuo Yifan pondered for a moment and said: "What exactly do you want to say? At least, we were all once human beings. Shouldn't we all unite and speak to the outside world as one?"
"Fart, you still dare to call yourself a human race now? Are you so ruthless in robbing essence and blood? You are ten thousand times more hateful than the demon race." Dongfang Liang was so angry that he laughed: "Don't think I don't know what you are planning.
, as long as I'm here, you can't even think of succeeding."
Zhuo Yifan chuckled: "I also know what your plan is, so don't worry, you can't succeed as long as I'm here."
"Then let everyone rely on their own abilities!" Dongfang Liang said disapprovingly: "I am looking forward to the battle between the new generation spokesperson of the Death Alliance and the spokesperson of Heavenly Punishment, who will win and who will lose."
Zhuo Yifan sneered: "It seems like you have never won before!"
"That's because they didn't choose me." Dongfang Liang said proudly: "This time, with me, Dongfang Liang, here, Zhuo Yifan, you are dead."
Zhuo Yifan was a little speechless. He really didn't know what this so-called heavenly punishment was.
However, according to Dongfang Liang, this organization should be an organization similar to the Death Alliance, and the two are in opposition.
Why didn't Ekong tell himself about such an important thing?
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but frown.
The two of them absorbed it like crazy, and the essence and blood of the four giants completely became their energy.
The four corpses fell to the ground with a crash, but turned into rubble and scattered on the ground.
Not a drop of the essence and blood in their bodies is left.
Dongfang Liang snorted coldly, but did not go after Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be startled, this is not like Dongfang Liang's style at all!
Just when he was doubting, he saw a large number of Yuan clan warriors rushing over with great anger, rushing straight towards Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan sneered disdainfully, and as soon as the devil's heart moved, he would sink into the ground and escape.
But his expression suddenly changed and he yelled: "Dongfang Liang, you are so shameless."
On this ground, a layer of spatial rules was densely covered, cutting off the connection between Zhuo Yifan and the earth.
This is Dongfang Liang's exclusive space rule. It is very perfect and complicated. If Zhuo Yifan wants to crack it, it will definitely not be something he can do in a short time.
No wonder Dongfang Liang walked away because he wanted Zhuo Yifan to take the blame.
"Damn humans, you dare to poison the elders. Your sin is unforgivable, and even God can't save you."
There are about 500 Yuan clan warriors left in this group, and they are all the elites. Most of them have combat prowess comparable to the peak of the Mahayana period.
With such a powerful force, even Dongfang Liang would have to run away, let alone Zhuo Yifan.
The eight elders were gods in their minds and the real elders. However, they were awakened this time, but they all died tragically here. This caused the guardian clan to suffer the heaviest blow in history.
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan has completely become the target of their anger.
Zhuo Yifan gritted his teeth and hurriedly ran in the direction of Dongfang Liang.
At this moment, the world suddenly changed drastically, and the space was extremely chaotic. No one dared to use teleportation. If someone failed to do so, they would be in danger of being torn apart by the broken space.
Dongfang Liang's body also appeared and disappeared, traveling between the void and reality, and ordinary people could not even notice it.
But unfortunately, Zhuo Yifan had already locked him with the power of his soul. Unless he gave up a part of his soul, he could never get rid of Zhuo Yifan.
Relying on this vague feeling, Zhuo Yifan quickly ran forward, while behind him, more than 500 Yuan clan warriors and countless ghosts were chasing him.
In the sky, Fang Xingyun and the Slaughter Saint Lord were already in a fierce battle. The two flew hundreds of miles and went straight to the wilderness to fight.
Wherever he went, the mountain peaks were torn apart by the sharp sword energy, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, which was very terrifying.
Ouyang Qingzhi and others had already received a message from Fang Xingyun, so they all stayed away and hid in the dark.
Zhuo Yifan suddenly realized that after running a few laps, Dongfang Liang returned to the center of the Killing Temple.
With a thought in his heart, he recalled his previous words and finally understood what Dongfang Liang wanted to do. He wanted to use the essence and blood of the eight elders to open the passage.
To go to the True Demon Hall, you must pass through the Killing Temple.
As for the method of opening the passage, it is estimated that only Dongfang Liang, An Chen and others know about it.
"Zhuo Yifan, if you want me to open the passage, you have to stop these puppets first. Otherwise, no one will be able to pass through."
Dongfang Liang roared extremely angrily.
The reason why he used this method was actually because he wanted Zhuo Yifan to hold back the ghosts of the Source Clan, because it would take time to open this passage, and he could not move during the opening time.
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "Dongfang Liang, aren't you kidding me? You asked me to resist the ghosts of the Source Clan, but you opened the passage and went to the True Demon Hall to obtain the blood of the True Demon yourself. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Dongfang Liang said coldly: "This is our only chance. The time to open the channel is extremely limited. If it cannot be opened during this time, the channel will be closed forever."
Zhuo Yifan said happily: "It's just right. Just close it forever. No one can get the blood of the real demon."
"The passage is closed. You can't go to the Daozhen Demon Hall through here, let alone the final place. You have to think clearly."
"I didn't want to go to the final place."
Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
If the passage is closed, he won't have to stop Dongfang Liang's blood sacrifice. Since no one can enter, no one can be resurrected and killed.
This is equivalent to indirectly saving countless people.
An Chen and others' goal was also the True Demon Hall. After circling to avoid the ghosts, they also arrived here.
They were all anxious when they heard that they could not enter the passage.
After giving everything, most of his men were dead. If they failed at this moment, the family would kill them without anyone else taking action.
"Don't worry, open the passage and we'll defend it."
An Chen gritted his teeth and ordered his men to take out all the dark magic cannons, line them up and aim them outside.
Zhuo Yifan's heart condensed, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong.
He deliberately rushed in front of An Chen and others several times, hoping to divert the trouble eastward and let the ghost army attack them, but these Yuan clan seemed to have spotted him, and turned a blind eye to An Chen and others, still fighting desperately
Chasing him made him very depressed.
Ma De, the blood essence and blood absorbed by Dongfang Liang is no less than his own, why don't these Source Clan ghosts chase him?
Dongfang Liang smiled proudly, waved his big hand, and slapped the ground with one palm, shaking away the debris one after another, revealing the altar.
In the center of the altar, where the Killing Saint King himself stood, a big hole appeared at this moment.
The big hole looks deep, but it is as smooth as the solid body. It looks like a piece of black crystal with some lines and runes on it, which is the symbol of the Yuan clan.
Dongfang Liang smiled coldly, suddenly pulled out the death sickle, and slashed it with one blow.
Silk!
The sword light flew above the magic circle, just like using a lighter to ignite the oil field. With a bang, invisible fire came up, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.