Late at night, Yan Ting returned to the room, his consciousness was hazy. He just wanted to have a good sleep and return to Zhulu Academy after a while. The decisive battle between Yan League and Hu Hu was not long away, and he didn't want to be at this critical moment.
There was no sign of anyone, which made the Yan League people feel disorganized.
Wang Xu just sent news that Meng Zhang was found on the city wall. He wanted to pull up the bodies of Meng Yuan and Yin Yan. Wang Xu almost killed him, but in the end, someone didn't know what brought Meng Yuan, his son, and Yin Yan together.
Taken away.
He can take away two corpses and a seriously injured living person without leaving any trace, and his cultivation level is at least at the Yuan Dao level. This kind of character is not something that the Yan Clan can deal with. Since he has not made any further moves against the Yan Clan, then this matter
I had no choice but to give up.
These things made him feel irritable, so he might as well go to bed early. Since everyone was gone, it would be much more troublesome for him to go out and look for him.
"Yeah!" Yan Ting groaned in frustration. As soon as he touched the bed, his consciousness was like the sea after a storm, dead silent.
This period of time really damaged Yan Ting's body and nerves. Yesterday's sleep was simply not enough, so he soon fell into a deep sleep.
When people are sleeping, consciousness is at its weakest, because you cannot decide on your own what your consciousness should do. Just like dreaming, you cannot control the direction of this dream, you can only follow it to complete it. At this time,
Consciousness seems so powerless.
At this moment, Yan Ting was at his weakest in murderous aura and weakest in defense after committing the murderous act.
For those who practice the Seven Killing Curse of the Demonic Way, if their killing thoughts are too strong and their murderous intent is too strong, they will be easily invaded by the demonic thoughts. The best time for the demonic thoughts to invade is when they relax after killing someone.
Now is the best time.
In the vast white world, everything around was so hazy, as if covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
Yan Ting walked in this world. He waved his hand to disperse the fog in front of him, and his field of vision expanded slightly. His eyes swept across this strange world, his eyes blurred, and he had no memory of this world.
He felt very confused, why was he in this world?
"Yanting, give me my life back, give me my life back..."
Suddenly, a shrill and horrifying voice sounded in his mind, causing Yan Ting's eyes to darken. He turned back with a solemn expression. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, he stepped back, and an ugly expression appeared on his face.
A man with broken arms and a face covered in blood was walking towards him step by step. This man was wearing a black armor, his hair was stuck to his face with blood, and the white bones were exposed from his arms, which was even more impressive.
A terrible feeling.
The blood flowed down drop by drop in a straight line, and there were already two blood lines on the ground that were several feet long.
Yan Ting's gums trembled, but he bit him to death in an instant. He pretended to be calm and said in a solemn voice: "Who are you?"
"Haha, who am I? Do you really not know me?" The bloody man shook his head violently, and the bloody hair stuck to his face spread out, revealing that terrifying face.
Yan Ting's eyes felt like they were being stabbed by needles. Isn't this the cavalry commander he killed? Why does he appear here?
"Hahaha, remember? Look behind you!" the cavalry commander sneered darkly.
Yan Ting turned around, and behind him was a mass of black heads. Everyone was wearing black armor, and their faces were covered in blood.
Those with amputated arms, legs, heads, and even those whose waists were amputated walked toward Yan Ting, crawled toward him, and shouted, "Give me back my life!"
"You..." Yan Ting clenched his fists suddenly, and his heartstrings that had been relaxed not long ago suddenly tightened. These people are obviously dead, why do they still appear, or... appear in this way.
The cavalry commander's body was almost pressed against Yan Ting's back, and his voice echoed in Yan Ting's ears: "You killed so many people,
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Do you think you can die a good death? Those who go to hell are destined to have a bad death."
Yan Ting froze on the spot. He grabbed the cavalry commander's neck with his backhand and lifted it up. A huge momentum burst out from him, blowing his long hair vertically.
"If you die, just stay down there. Do you think I will be afraid of you? You deserved it by helping Zhou to torture him to death. Since you don't want peace, I will let you die again." Yan Ting sneered, his eyes were like abysses, deep and dark, and he pointed his fingers
With one click, the leader's neck was directly broken.
"If you don't want to stop, then you won't even die!"
Dark magic light suddenly burst out from his eyes, and magic energy surrounded his arms. Yan Ting looked coldly at the five hundred knights he killed. They were just a group of mutilated limbs. How dare they come to trouble him?
The Killing Curse was released with all its strength, and dozens of jet-black auroras burst out, leaving a cold darkness in the white world, and half a sky filled with blood mist.
"If I do it again, I will kill you too. If you don't leave when given the chance, you will die!"
"Why do you guys help Mengyuan want to destroy our Yan tribe? You are the border army of the empire and cannot defend against foreign enemies. Why should you help him? You deserve to die, you deserve to die!"
"We, the Yan people, just want to survive. What's wrong? What's wrong? Ah——"
Yan Ting tore the body of a knight apart, and blood spread all over the sky, splattering all over his face. The clean white clothes he put on turned into blood clothes at this moment.
The appearance of the five hundred knights completely drove the collapsed Yan Ting into madness. The killing curse was already so powerful that it could severely damage and kill even the ninth-level Tianyuan. How could these early Tianyuan and late-stage Earthyuan resist a single move.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the remains of the five hundred knights were pierced and destroyed by Yan Ting's killing curse, turning from the remains into fragments.
There was a pool of blood on the ground, and the sky was full of black energy. Yan Ting stood between these two extremes, already out of control. He suddenly turned around, his eyes covered by the magic light could no longer see any light.
"ah--"
Yan Ting, who was lying on the bed, roared suddenly. His eyes couldn't distinguish between black and white, and couldn't see light or dark. The next moment, he rushed out of the room and ran around like a wild beast. Every step he took, he left a hole in the ground.
This roar woke up everyone who was sleeping in the silent night. Yan Li, who was awakened, blinked slightly, put on his clothes and walked out of the room. The sound seemed to come from Yan Ting's room.
boom!
The door of the Yan clan was shattered by Yan Ting's palm. As soon as he walked out of the door, Yan Li's voice came from behind.
"A Ting, what are you doing?"
Yan Li's eyes were shocked. He had just gone to Yan Ting's room, but Yan Ting was no longer there. Seeing so many deep pits outside, he felt worried. He followed the traces to find this place, and then saw Yan Ting smashing the door with a punch.
Yan Ting tilted his head slightly and made no movement. Yan Li felt confused and walked a few feet behind Yan Ting and put his hands on his shoulders.
"Ating, what's wrong with you?" Yan Li asked with concern.
Suddenly, Yan Ting turned around, and his dark eyes met Yan Li's. Yan Li's brows suddenly sank. In an instant, Yan Ting's fist struck Yan Li's body.
Unprepared and unwary, even though Yan Li was a ninth-level Yuan Luo, he was hit by a force exceeding ten thousand kilograms while he was relaxed and could only be seriously injured.
Yan Li's body flew dozens of feet like an arrow from a string, directly piercing two rooms. After falling to the ground, he rolled out another ten feet. His sternum was broken and his face was pale, but he was more shocked and horrified. Yan Ting
, actually took action against him?
Holding back the severe pain in his body, Yan Li flew out without any hesitation and landed in front of Yan Ting. Seeing Yan Ting's eyes without the whites, Yan Li felt panicked.
"A Ting, you..."
Yan Ting didn't say anything, the demonic energy rolled in his palms, and he blasted towards Yan Li without hesitation. He ate it.
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Yan Li, who had suffered a loss, had obviously learned his lesson and struck out with the same palm. However, he was worried that he would injure Yan Ting with too much force, so he extended his palm halfway and then retracted it with all his strength. Yan Ting struck Yan Li's palm with all his strength, directly hitting Yan Ting with his palm.
The shock caused Yanli's palms to ooze blood, his five finger bones to crack, his whole arm to feel numb, and he lost consciousness.
Yan Li's arm was thrown back by gravity. If he was an early stage Yuan Luo and was unable to resist, his whole arm would probably fly out. Yan Ting punched him in the face again, and Yan Li sprayed
A bloody arrow shot out and flew backwards.
Such a shock attracted all the masters of the Yan tribe to come over. When the elders looked at the scene in front of them, they felt their heads were spinning and they couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
What's going on? Why did Yan Ting and Yan Li fight?
"Ating, what are you doing?" Great Elder Yan Jili asked in a deep voice.
Yan Li shouted angrily: "Be careful, Ating seems to be possessed by a demon, don't let the disciples get close to him."
Although Yan Li didn't resist, even he could be injured like this. Those disciples were looking for death. Yan Li knew this, so he shouted out immediately.
Yan Jili stopped everyone with one hand and signaled them to step back. Then he slowly approached Yan Ting and whispered in his mouth: "At Ting, I am the great elder, you..."
The voice suddenly stopped, and a soul-shaking demonic power enveloped Yan Jili. His face changed slightly, he pushed out his palms, and a vitality shield blocked him. The fist filled with demonic power hit the vitality shield, and only a wave of
There was a slight ringing sound and a wave of air.
With Yan Ting's sixth-level Tian Yuan cultivation, wanting to challenge Yan Jili's sixth-level Yuan Luo head-on, calling him wishful thinking is overestimating him.
As for Yan Li, he didn't even release his vitality from the beginning to the end.
"Stop Ating!" Yan Li yelled.
Yan Jili grabbed Yan Ting's right hand with his left hand, and placed the vitality shield in his right palm upside down on top of Yan Ting's head. The vitality surged and covered Yan Ting's entire body. Yan Ting felt like a huge force pressing down on him, and his feet stepped on the ground for several seconds.
A crack appeared, but his knees remained firmly upright. Yan Jili slapped Yan Ting on the back, knocking Yan Ting several feet away, and then covered Yan Ting with a gravity field of vitality.
Yan Ting's body was pressed tightly to the ground. Faced with the gravity position of dozens of late-stage Tianyuan, Yan Ting was able to break free, but Yan Jili's gravity field of vitality was like a mountain. No matter how hard he tried, he would be able to escape.
Can't carry it even half a cent.
"Ah - uh ah -" Yan Ting roared as he was suppressed. This eardrum-breaking roar made all the disciples present feel palpitating.
Is this still the Yan Ting they know?
Yan Li walked slowly towards Yan Ting and hit him on the back of the neck with a palm knife. Yan Ting fainted on the spot. Then, he felt Yan Ting's pulse and frowned.
"Master, what's wrong?" Yan Jili asked.
Yan Li shook his head: "The pulse is beating very hard and the breath is disordered. What's going on? Have you gone crazy in your practice?"
The people around him looked at each other in confusion. After eating, Yan Ting was just a little tired, so he went back to his room to sleep. As a result, he was now like a man possessed. No one knew what happened in the meantime.
"Let everyone go back and rest. Remember, don't let Ating know what happened today." Yan Li ordered, then picked up Yan Ting and left.
After returning to the room, Yan Li carefully placed Yan Ting on the bed and closed the door. He helped Yan Ting sit cross-legged, and Yan Li placed his hands gently on his back to instill vitality into him.
(It’s finally the 30th day. There is only one day left until the end of double updates every day. Tomorrow we will return to one update a day. To be honest, I am happy! ←_←)