Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

The body of the ancestor Yin Yang disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at the place where Ying Jia disappeared, and captured Ying Jia's Nascent Soul.

"Who the hell are you? Why did you steal my Jiuyou Devil Art!" Ying Jia glared at the Yin Yang Patriarch.

"Steal your Nine Nether Demon Art? This seat is just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. I have already obtained the Nine Nether Demon Art. What I want to get now is the blood essence left by the Nine Nether Demon Emperor on the Nine Nether Demon Art. !” said the ancestor Yin Yang.

"What, what did you say?" Ying Jia was taken aback when she heard the words, and exclaimed, her expression changed drastically.

"What? Don't you believe what I said?" Yin Yang Patriarch sneered.

Ying Jia was silent, her face was cloudy, and after a while, she sighed heavily and said: "Since you have obtained the blood essence left by the Nine Nether Demon Emperor on the Nine Nether Demon Art, then I have nothing to say. But, just go and grab it, I will wait for you at the Nine Nether Demon Gate!"

Although Ying Jia was unwilling, he also knew that he was definitely not an opponent of the Yin-Yang Patriarch. Instead of fighting in vain, it was better to admit defeat and give up resistance. This way, he might be able to suffer less and not die at the hands of the Yin-Yang Patriarch .

"Hehe, yes, you are very sensible, then, I will send you on your way first!" Yin Yang Patriarch smiled lightly, then stretched out his right palm, and patted Ying Jia's Nascent Soul.

Seeing this, Ying Jia's Nascent Soul hurriedly sacrificed a magic weapon.

"The Qiankun Cauldron!" Ying Jia yelled, holding the Qiankun Cauldron, and smashed it down at Patriarch Yin Yang.

"Qiankun Ding? It turns out that you are a disciple of Qiankun Sect, no wonder you can get the inheritance of Qiankun Sect, but do you think you can stop me?" Yin Yang Patriarch sneered, waved his palm, and slapped Qiankun Ding flew.

After the Qiankun Ding spun a few times in the air, it slowly fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Seeing the broken Qiankun Ding on the ground, Ying Jia was dumbfounded and burst into tears.

Ying Jia never imagined that the power of the Nine Nether Demon Art would be so terrifying, and that one of her nine-star magic weapons would be destroyed in just two or three strokes.

"Hehe, you little baby, you don't have to be sad, this Qiankun cauldron is just a toy of this seat, it's not worth my heartache!" The ancestor Yinyang sneered, and grabbed Yingjia's Yuanying with his right hand, and grabbed Yingjia's Yuanying. Jia's Nascent Soul was in his hand.

Ying Jia's Nascent Soul was in the hands of the Yin-Yang Patriarch, like a chick, unable to struggle at all.

"Boy, I advise you to hand over the Nine Nether Devil Art obediently, and I promise that I will never kill you!" Yin Yang Patriarch said with a light smile.

"Hehe, don't even think about it, the Nine Nether Devil Art belongs to father, if you dare to take what belongs to father, father will not let you go!" Ying Jia sneered.

"Hmph, I am the user of the nine-star magic 'Nine Nether Extinguishing Demons'. You little brat, are you trying to negotiate terms with me? It's ridiculous!" the Yin-Yang Patriarch scolded angrily.

"Hehe, yes, you are indeed a nine-star spell, but I believe that in my father's heart, there is nothing more important than the Nine Nether Demon Art." Ying Jia smiled mockingly and said.

"You're courting death!" After hearing Ying Jia's words, Patriarch Yin Yang was furious, his eyes widened, with a gloomy gleam in his eyes, burning with anger.

"Hahaha, Yin-Yang old ghost, you want to kill me? Unfortunately, you can't kill me at all. I have a ninth-grade elixir here. If you take this elixir, you can break through the ninth-star level and reach Half a step to Golden Wonderland!" Ying Jia said triumphantly.

"Well, you little one, you are really cunning!" Yin Yang patriarch sneered, and he just found out that Ying Jia has a ninth-grade pill here.

"Hey, this is the ninth-grade pill that I have spent countless resources to refine. Do you think I will let you eat it easily? I want to see what tricks you can do!" said the ancestor Yin Yang, He opened his mouth directly.

"Pfft!"

Just when Patriarch Yin Yang opened his mouth, Ying Jia moved and came in front of Patriarch Yin Yang.

"Shuh!"

Seeing this, Patriarch Yin Yang hastily closed his mouth, with a look of fear on his face. He didn't expect that Ying Jia's speed was so fast that even he didn't notice his presence.

The ancestor Yin Yang was shocked in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm.

"Little baby, what exactly do you want to do?" Yin Yang Patriarch asked angrily with a gloomy face.

"This deity wants you to die!" Ying Jia sneered, and then sacrificed the long sword in her hand.

"Hmph, then I will kill you first!" Yin Yang Patriarch said, punching Ying Jia in the chest.

Seeing this, Ying Jia hastily waved his sword to block the attack of Yin Yang Patriarch, and at the same time began to exercise his body skills.

"boom!"

After the two exchanged a few moves, Patriarch Yin Yang suddenly withdrew his attack, and then rushed towards Ying Jia's back.

Chapter 454

Seeing this, Ying Jia screamed in her heart that something was wrong, immediately turned around, swung her sword and stabbed at Patriarch Yin Yang.

"Ding!"

Ying Jia's long sword pierced the space in front of Patriarch Yin Yang, but didn't penetrate a single bit.

"Hey, little baby, you can't hurt me, so you should honestly hand over the Nine Nether Devil Art!" The ancestor Yin Yang teased, then kicked Ying Jia's abdomen, hard Kicked Ying Jia out, rolled on the ground, a stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem..." Ying Jia stood up from the ground with difficulty, clutching her chest.

"Little baby, what I like to see the most are you rebellious young geniuses. Once you fall into my hands, you will only have a dead end." The ancestor Yin Yang licked his tongue, his face full of greed. .

"Hmph, even if I die, I won't hand over the Nine Serenity Devil Art!" Ying Jia said stubbornly, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"If you don't hand over the Nine Nether Devil Art, I will throw you into the black water pool to feed the fish!" Yin Yang Patriarch said viciously.

"Hmph, if you dare to kill me, even if I try to get injured, I will die with you!" Ying Jia roared.

"Oh? Really? Then you can try it!" Yin Yang Patriarch sneered, reached out with his right hand, his palm turned into a claw shape, and grabbed Ying Jia's neck.

Seeing this, Ying Jia hurriedly dodged, but his speed was nowhere near that of Yin-Yang Patriarch. Before he could react, his neck was grabbed by Yin-Yang Patriarch.

Ying Jia's face turned red in an instant, his breathing became more and more difficult, and he felt that his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, as if he would suffocate and die at any time.

"Crack!"

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of bones breaking from Ying Jia's throat.

"what......!"

Ying Jia's screams echoed in the empty cave, extremely shrill.

The clothes around Ying Jia's neck burst instantly, and her entire neck turned purple, which looked extremely scary.

Ying Jia was in so much pain that she trembled all over.

"Little baby, I will give you one last chance to hand over the Nine Nether Demon Art, and I can spare your life!" The ancestor Yin Yang sneered and said.

"Dreaming!" Ying Jia sneered, and said, "You don't want to get any news from me. If you want to kill this deity, you must first step over the deity's body!"

"Since you are stubborn, I will help you!" Yin Yang Patriarch heard the words and said angrily.

Then he squeezed Ying Jia's neck tightly, releasing a strong black air from the palm of his hand, ready to pinch Ying Jia to death!

"Pfft!"

The Yin-Yang patriarch exerted all his strength, and Ying Jia's neck was crushed instantly, and blood spurted wildly.

"what!"

Ying Jia screamed, kicked her legs on the ground, and stepped back abruptly.

"Boom!"

The other hand of Patriarch Yin Yang grabbed Ying Jia's waist violently, trying to break Ying Jia's waist.

"Whoosh!"

Ying Jia hastily performed Shrink the Ground to an Inch, and instantly moved a few feet away from the Yin-Yang Patriarch, to prevent the Yin-Yang Patriarch from breaking himself in the middle.

"Hmph, you can escape for a while, but you can't escape for a lifetime!" Patriarch Yinyang snorted coldly, and with a shake of his figure, he chased after him.

"Whoa!"

The ancestor of Yin Yang punched Ying Jia one after another.

Although Ying Jia's speed was fast, he was still no match for Patriarch Yin Yang, and was slapped several times in a row by Patriarch Yin Yang.

Ying Jia's body was sent flying more than ten meters away by the ancestor Yin Yang, and hit an ancient tree.

"Pfft!"

Ying Jia fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, her face was pale, her lips were blackened, obviously seriously injured.

"Hahaha, baby, can you still run now?" Yin Yang Patriarch sneered, then walked towards Ying Jia, ready to kill her.

"You...you...you...you dare to kill me, my father will never spare you, and we people on Yinyang Island will not let you go!" Ying Jia saw Seeing that Patriarch Yin Yang was approaching him, he suddenly panicked and shouted in horror.

"Hey, I'm not afraid! Little boy, don't forget, I am the Supreme Elder of Yinyang Island, and you are just a casual cultivator, and you are still a child, what do you think you can do to me?" Yin Yang Patriarch said with a sneer.

"No, no, let me tell you, we Yinyang Island people will not let you go, you are dead, you are dead!" Ying Jia roared loudly.

"Oh? Is that so? Tell me how many people you have on Yinyang Island. That's good. You gather them all. I want to see how you ants deal with me!" said the ancestor Yinyang disdainfully.

"Hmph, you old bastard, when our suzerain returns, it will be your death!" Ying Jia gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

"Hahaha, your suzerain, then you have to ask him if he is willing to be buried with you, or if your so-called suzerain has already joined the Jiuyou Demon Sect!" Yin Yang Patriarch said with a wild smile.

"Pooh!"

Ying Jia spat, and glared at Patriarch Yin Yang angrily.

Seeing this, the Yin Yang Patriarch ignored Ying Jia and went straight to Ying Jia.

Ying Jia knew that she was no match for Patriarch Yin Yang at all, so she didn't struggle anymore.

However, Ying Jia still holds a glimmer of hope, that is, Patriarch Yin Yang has not yet reached the realm of saints, and has not stepped into the realm of immortals, so he can only be temporarily suppressed, and when he reaches the realm of immortals, then he can take advantage of it. The means of the Nine Nether Demon Cult to kill the ancestor of Yin-Yang.

The Yin Yang Patriarch stepped forward and appeared in front of Ying Jia in the blink of an eye.

"Slap!"

Seeing this, Ying Jia had a look of resentment in his eyes, his figure flickered, and he actually took out a pill from the storage ring and swallowed it.

"What are you eating? Do you want to use pills to improve your strength?" Yin Yang Patriarch frowned.

Ying Jia didn't answer, just kept silent.

"Hmph, this elixir is nothing but rubbish to me!" the ancestor Yin Yang sneered.

"No matter what, as long as we can delay the return of our island owner, our masters from Yinyang Island will definitely come, and then it will be your doomsday!" Ying Jia said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, little baby, don't be wishful thinking. I advise you to be obedient and let it go. Maybe you can enjoy more delicious food. Otherwise, what awaits you will be inhuman torture!" Yin Yang patriarch dismissed Gu said.

"Then give it a try, I'd rather die than live humiliatedly!" Ying Jia said with a sneer.

After hearing this, Patriarch Yin Yang's face suddenly became cloudy and uncertain.

"Okay, little baby, since you are obsessed with obsession, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yin Yang Patriarch snorted coldly, his body swelled suddenly, and turned into a huge demon ape more than ten feet tall.

Chapter 455 Giant Demon Ape

"boom!"

The patriarch Yin Yang punched out, and directly hit Ying Jia.

When Ying Jia saw this giant demon ape, her pupils shrank suddenly and her heart beat wildly.

The fist of the Yin-Yang Patriarch contained the ultimate destructive aura. If he was hit, even if Ying Jia had the Immortal Armor, he would probably be smashed to pieces, leaving no bones left.

With a thought in Ying Jia's mind, a long sword appeared in his palm.

Ying Jia swung his sword and slashed towards Patriarch Yin-Yang. The sword light was like a rainbow, piercing the night sky with a sharp edge, as if it could cut open the void.

"Bang bang bang..."

The two swords collided with each other, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and sparks shot out.

The patriarch Yin-Yang slapped him with his claws, resisting Ying Jia's attack, but did not suffer a single bit of damage.

"What a powerful body, this should be a top-grade divine weapon!" the Yin-Yang patriarch said in surprise.

His punch just now contained great power, but Ying Jia's long sword was only a top-grade magic weapon, and it actually withstood the power of his punch!

This shows that Ying Jia's physical body is extremely strong, comparable to a high-grade artifact.

Ying Jia's long sword was forged with a high-grade artifact. It was so hard that it could withstand a blow from a god king, and it could even bounce back the opponent's attack.

It's just that, under the powerful body of the Yin-Yang Patriarch, the power of this long sword has been weakened by more than ten times, and it can't stop the Yin-Yang Patriarch's attack at all.

"Shuh!"

The patriarch Yin-Yang swung out his claws again, and grabbed Ying Jia's chest.

Ying Jia hurriedly drew her sword back to defend.

However, the patriarch Yin Yang had already expected that Ying Jia would dodge, so he had already stretched out his claws, grabbed Ying Jia's long sword, and yanked Ying Jia into his arms, pulling Ying Jia He was pulled to his side.

"puff!"

Blood overflowed from the corner of Ying Jia's mouth, and was pulled back three or four steps by the ancestor Yin Yang, almost falling to the ground.

"Stinky boy, I've said it before, you can't escape!" Yin Yang Patriarch's sad voice reached Ying Jia's ears.