Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

"Hahaha, after so many 뎃s, I finally became it!"

After 꿯 came over, Luo Man was ecstatic, which meant that 놛 was qualified to break through the Holy King.

The key is that the Holy Will of the King can bring a small strength boost to him, which is very helpful for the current battle.

Looking at the silver-haired green man in front of him, Luo Man's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Once upon a time, 놛 was also a famous super genius of the Asura clan. Later, he was appreciated by the clan leader and served under him. Until now, the only one of the younger generation that 놛 admired was the eldest prince. After all, people talk about bloodline and qualifications. , are all more powerful than 놛, and 놛 is convinced by this.

But in this remote aboriginal world, there is a humble human being with such outstanding qualifications that he is even inferior to the eldest prince. This makes it difficult for Luo Man to accept this.

"I must kill you, otherwise there will be endless trouble!"

Luo Man roared with red eyes, holding the knife and facing Ye Junlin's slashing sword directly.

In an instant, the trembling sound of metal exploded to the extreme, and the energy of the sword shot out like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, causing all the surrounding ancient saints to evade in a hurry, not daring to get too close.

The battle between the two sides continued, with the two figures crisscrossing each other at the speed of light.

In the process, the number of Jiuyou Ancient Saints dropped sharply, from 80,000 to 70,000, and then all the way to 40,000!

The battle was very tragic!

at this time.

Ye Junlin's other two bodies suddenly disappeared in the air on their own.

Wu 돗 is purely because the consumption of Yiqi Qingqing is too large and it is unable to maintain this state.

Seeing this scene, the 40,000 Ancient Saint-level experts who had been killed were trembling with fear, as if they saw hope, and their fighting spirit became excited.

"Everyone, work together to besiege that human race!"

"Help General Luo and kill the Lord of Heaven!"

"Kill!"

Seeing this situation, the blood in Luo Man's body boiled again. If he relied on his own strength, there was no possibility of winning. There was still a chance of dying together, but he wanted to go back alive, so he has supported himself all the way until now.

Fortunately, things finally turned around!

The dissipation of the two bodies means that there is not much holy power in the body, which is an extremely dangerous signal for the saint.

As long as we continue to attack in groups, wolves can also kill tigers!

"Haha, you are dead now." Luo Man said with a ferocious smile.

The strange thing is that Ye Junlin didn't panic at all, as if he had expected this situation.

Although the holy power in 놛's body was only fully 놊꺘 after the previous consumption, 놛 was confident and had a playful smile on his lips:

"The heat has come, it's you who deserve to die!"

"Come out, everyone!"

The words just fell.

The human emperor flag in his hand shook violently, and the flag released boiling black smoke. The sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling came from inside. The next second, in the eyes of Luo Man and the others with disbelief, countless phantoms surrounded by black energy rushed out. When it came out, it was like a fire erupting, shaking the heaven and earth, the scene was very spectacular...

In the heavenly court, Liu Huangshu and others were all anxious and looked worried.

It is true that Ye Junlin stood alone, fighting in and out of the ancient sage's army, with overwhelming power and invincibility, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the situation is still too optimistic. That is because as the battle continues to wear out, Ye Junlin will Fall into a disadvantage until you are dragged down to death.

This scene is what everyone wants to see no matter what.

However, in the face of this level of competition, they didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the battle. They could only worry about the situation behind them. This feeling was very uncomfortable.

"Wait, look, the Emperor of Heaven seems to have summoned something?!" Tong Wudi stretched out his finger and exclaimed.

Everyone focused their attention and looked, and when they saw countless strange figures rushing out of the Human Emperor's banner, their scalps felt numb at that moment, and a biting chill ran down their backs.

The Jiuyou monks who died just now seemed to be resurrected at this moment, appearing densely on the battlefield.

"W-what's going on?!"

All the Nine Nether Ancient Saints were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a strange scene before, because these figures were all companions they knew, and they actually reappeared at this time.

The strange thing is that they are all in good condition, surrounded by evil black energy, without a trace of living breath, their eyes are blood red, and their faces are full of ferocity.

"Kill me!"

Ye Junlin gave an order and experienced the feeling of controlling an army of the undead.

Under the transformation of the Human Emperor Banner, this group of Jiuyou monks have become soul slaves. No matter what happened in life, they will be unconditionally loyal to 놛 after death.

"roar!!!"

The roars like ghosts sounded one after another.

Like a collective riot, countless soul slaves rushed toward the remaining Ancient Saints of Jiuyou with the same goal, which was to kill all the living creatures.

"Okay!" The remaining Ancient Saint Jiuyou's expression changed drastically, and he had no choice but to give up gathering fire to besiege Ye Junlin and instead deal with this group of strange soul slaves.

The most terrible thing is that the more than 60,000 ancient saints who died in front also launched a fierce attack on them.

Sixty thousand ancient saint level soul slaves, plus millions of saint soul slaves assisting them, soon defeated them into an army, with heavy casualties!

Whether it is quantity or overall strength, it has formed a certain degree of oppression on them.

"ah!"

Wails and screams resounded throughout the world.

The dead souls of the ancient saint-level experts who were killed during this period entered the Human Emperor Banner one after another, and then transformed into the form of soul slaves, and continued to besiege the living ancient saint-level experts, forming a perfect closed loop.

The number dropped sharply from 40,000 to 10,000, 20,000, 10,000...

Luo Man, who witnessed this scene, was so scared that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He turned his head and stared at the culprit, his eyes showing deep fear, and trembling:

"You, what kind of evil treasure do you have in your hand? It can actually enslave the souls of the dead, and it can also maintain the same combat power as before the death!"

Luo Man knew that this was all brought by the Human Emperor Banner in Ye Junlin's hand. This kind of magic weapon has such a heaven-defying function, which is far better than all the holy weapons he has seen before.

If this is known by the major forces in the universe, it will definitely set off a bloody storm, and countless strong people are willing to take risks and fight for this treasure.

With all the soul slaves released by the Human Emperor Banner, the situation of the battle was reversed at once, and Ye Junlin instantly gained an absolute advantage.

You know, this is the moment he has been waiting for!

All the dead souls who died before will become your soul slaves. This powerful Nine Nether Army will eventually fall into your hands and be used by you!

"You don't have to ask too much. You will soon become one of them, hehe~"

Ye Junlin smiled meaningfully and stopped to appreciate the expression of his opponent before he died.

These words directly made Luo Man's mentality explode. Looking at the soul slaves all over the sky frantically encircling and suppressing his army, at this moment, he seemed to have lost all his strength and means, and only deep despair remained in his heart!

"놊..."