Chapter 1089 Chapter 1085 Reappearance of the Evil Spirit (3)
Ye Xiong left the sword cave and headed towards the entrance of the forbidden seal.
From a distance, he saw the Demon Cultivator Remnant Soul and Bodhi Patriarch constantly attacking the formation.
Ye Xiong was secretly anxious, but there was nothing he could do. With his current ability, there was no way to stop it.
He could only hope that the seal would last longer.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the seal in mid-air finally could not withstand the attack and was destroyed.
"Hahaha, I can finally see the light of day again." The remnant soul of the demon cultivator looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice rising to the sky.
"Congratulations to Your Highness for unifying the human world for thousands of generations." Patriarch Bodhi quickly congratulated you.
"I like this flattery, let's go."
The two people rose into the sky, and their figures disappeared in mid-air.
Ye Xiong didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately followed him and came out of the entrance.
When they returned to the platform, the two sides were already fighting together.
Jiekong, Taoist Priest Sanqing, Lu Cangjing and Monk Sanjie were simply no match for them and were forced to retreat continuously.
Ye Xiong grabbed his sword and joined the battle group, and the scene was very chaotic for a time.
The cave is small, so the Demonic Cultivator Remnant Soul uses his natal magic weapon, the Black Spear, to punch a hole through the top of his head and exit.
The battlefield moved from the cave to the outside of the mountain.
The remnant soul of the demon cultivator saw the light of day again, looking at the lush greenery in front of him, not to mention how excited he was.
For thousands of years, being imprisoned in a place with no trees and no birds and beasts was a world of difference from now.
His eyes fell on the five opponents and he said coldly: "Don't say I won't give you a chance. As long as you agree to be my slaves, I will spare your lives."
"There is no way for me to be your evil lackey." Jiekong took a sip.
"Amitabha, even if I die in battle today, I will not let you leave and cause harm to the world." Sanjie monk Heshi said.
"Although I am not strong in strength, I am still confident and somewhat arrogant." Taoist Priest Sanqing said.
Only Lu Cangjing hesitated and said nothing.
"What about you?" The demon cultivator's remnant soul's eyes fell on him.
Lu Cangjing suddenly swayed and landed next to the demon cultivator's remnant soul: "I'm Lu Cangjing, I'm willing to do the work of a dog or a horse."
"Lu Cangjing, this bastard, you actually work as a lackey for a demon cultivator, are you still not a human being?" Jiekong said angrily.
"Jie Kong, he who knows the current affairs is a hero, but you are a fool if you insist on holding on even though you know you are no match." Lu Cangjing sneered.
"Okay, I like people who know the current affairs best." The demon cultivator remnant soul laughed.
Suddenly, the black spear in his hand hit Lu Cangjing hard, knocking him to the ground.
Lu Cangjing spurted out a mouthful of blood. He never imagined that he had surrendered and the other party would kill him.
"Why is this happening?" he yelled unwillingly.
"I hate the Erwuzi the most. If you betrayed them this time, you can betray me next time."
The remnant soul of the demonic cultivator swung the black spear and smashed it again, directly smashing Lu Cangjing's head.
His cruelty shocked everyone.
"Even if he dies in battle, we will never let him escape today."
Ye Xiong rushed out first and used the Fiery Sword Formation to attack the remaining soul of the demon cultivator.
Then, the other three people also took action, and a melee broke out on the field.
It's a pity that even if four people join forces, they can't defeat the demon cultivator's remnant soul, let alone the other party has another Bodhi Patriarch.
Soon, all four people were injured.
Ye Xiong held the black sword and struggled to support himself. He was the strongest among the four, and he could only rely on him in the end.
The black spear hit the black sword hard, knocking him to the ground with his sword.
Just as the remnant soul of the demon cultivator was preparing to kill him, a white shadow as fast as lightning blocked the fatal blow of the black spear.
"Xinyi, you're so good here, let's join forces to fight him again." Ye Xiong said.
Yang Xinyi looked at her with a contemptuous sneer on her lips.
This smile is arrogant, cold, and arrogant.
Ye Xiong's heart sank almost instantly, all the way to the bottom.
"It's you, why did you come out?" Ye Xiong asked in shock.
"You have a good wife. If I hadn't promised her not to hurt you, I would really like to chop you in half with a sword right now." The evil spirit glanced sideways at Ye Xiong with contempt in his eyes: "Like you
You are such a nasty and ungrateful person. In the past, I would kill every one on sight and I would never let you live to see the next day."
Ye Xiong's face turned pale. He had already guessed that Yang Xinyi must have released the evil spirit.
Once the evil spirit came out, he and Yang Xinyi were destined to be in two different worlds.
But apart from evil spirits, who else in this world can stop the evil spirit from cultivating the remnant soul?
Ye Xiong suddenly felt that he was really useless and couldn't even protect his wife.
"I was about to go find you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door." The Demonic Cultivator's remnant soul glanced at Yang Xinyi, looking like he couldn't get tired of it. "Don't worry, I promise to love you more than your husband."
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He didn't notice at all that the evil spirit's face darkened, as if a layer of ice had condensed.
"Bodhi, go catch this girl, remember to catch her alive, wait until I kill all these people, and then train her properly." Demon Cultivator Remnant Soul ordered.
"As you command, Your Highness."
A thick black mist emerged from the body of Patriarch Bodhi, shrouding Yang Xinyi, and prepared to capture her alive in the black mist.
The evil spirit's body did not move. When the black mist was about to cover his face, he didn't know when he had a sword in his hand.
It's completely transparent, like nothingness.
As soon as the sword appeared, the ground beneath her feet was frozen and spread out.
In an instant, the surrounding area tens of meters turned into a frozen world.
The Demonic Cultivator Remnant Soul originally had a joking expression on his face, but the next moment his expression changed drastically.
Just then, the evil spirit took action.
Simply split it with a sword.
A sword beam of tens of meters, as if it was about to split the world in half, struck directly towards the black mist.
A scream was heard, and the black fog instantly dissipated, revealing the figure of Patriarch Bodhi.
At this moment, his right hand was tightly covering the broken part of his left arm, and a piece of it was chopped off under his feet.
Before Patriarch Bodhi could even react, his arm was gone.
Off the field, Taoist Priest Sanqing and Jiekong looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
They all understood that 'she' was back.
Back then, she defeated the nameless divine monk with two moves. Even if the nameless divine monk exploded his soul, it could not hurt her at all.
It was normal to chop Patriarch Bodhi in half with one sword.
Only the monk Sanjie, who was unaware of the situation, looked at the evil spirit with a bewildered expression and was astonished.
"Hand over the righteousness fruit, and I'll give you a whole corpse." The evil spirit said coldly.
Patriarch Bodhi's face was pale, not to mention how ugly he was.
The Fruit of Righteousness was an important thing for him to suppress the backlash of demonic energy, and there was absolutely no way he could hand it over.
"Your Highness, save me." Patriarch Bodhi could only ask for help from the remaining soul of Demon Cultivator.
The remnant soul of the demon cultivator stared at the evil spirit: "You are definitely not the person just now. Who are you?"
The evil spirit turned around, looked at the faint black shadow of the demon cultivator's remnant soul, and snorted coldly: "Hei Wuya, using a mortal body to cultivate magic power, is this all you can do?"
The demon cultivator's remnant soul's face changed drastically, and he asked urgently: "Who are you and why do you know me?"
"For a scum like you, if I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time."
The Demonic Cultivator's remnant soul's eyes fell on the Sword of Nothingness in her hand, and his face changed drastically: "Are you the Netherworld Cult Leader?"
The evil spirit didn't reply, but struck out with a sword that shattered the mountains and the earth.