The Demon Emperor of the Perfect World

Chapter 439: Killing the Immortal Ancients and Almost Turning Them Into No Man’s Land

(I saw a lot of people talking about this in the last chapter. I'd like to mention this specifically. When the meme of 'cultivating immortals without hard work' became popular, someone asked me to write about the Human Emperor Banner, so I specifically looked into it earlier. What you are talking about is the Human Emperor Banner. There is only the Human Emperor Banner and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but not the Human Emperor Banner. The one in the picture is the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, which can evolve by sacrificing the number of resentful souls alive. There are the Hundred Souls Banner, the Thousand Souls Banner, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner...)

The Soul Banner was attacked by a hundred thousand resentful spirits, and the air was filled with resentment. The wind was howling between heaven and earth, and dark clouds covered the sun. The pressure on all spirits rose sharply, and they felt extremely depressed.

"Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

"devil!"

Among the millions of lives, most of the cultivators' faces changed drastically when they saw this, and fear surged in their hearts. It was obvious that they did not expect that Lu would be so cruel that the resentful souls of the murdered 100,000 lives were refined into soul flags.

This man is indeed a devil, the living king of hell!

"Fallen Son of God..."

Zi Yanfei jumped up from his seat in shock and stood on the flaming throne. His pair of red eyes shrank violently and he finally regretted coming here.

The vengeful soul of the Fallen God's Son was controlled, as well as the aura of the Dark God's Son.

I thought Lu was seriously injured. He came here for the Immortal King's inheritance. Now Lu not only recovered from his injuries, but also broke through to the True One.

The strength of the Fallen Son of God is comparable to his, and he can be killed and his soul imprisoned!

That myself...

The situation was not good for him. Others had killed the Fallen Son of God when they first entered the Divine Fire. And now facing Lu who had broken through to become a True God, Zi Yanfei was under a lot of pressure.

Before he could say anything, Wan Ling could no longer stand and started talking at once:

"Fellow Daoist, this is all a misunderstanding. I will leave immediately!"

"Yes, we can apologize and hope you can forgive us!"

"Kill him, and since he's already an enemy, there's no way back."

"Yes, for the sake of opportunity, kill..."

Some people regretted it, some people got angry, and at the end, their faces became ferocious, and they rushed towards Yutian to fight.

Millions of monks came like locusts and rain, bringing with them murderous intent. Their shouts and roars were like thunder, shaking the heaven and earth. Their momentum was terrifying.

As for those who are stubborn, he won't even look at them even on rainy days, and he doesn't care about those who apologize.

From the moment they decided to attack themselves, no one was innocent, not to mention that these people also hurt Hong Huang and Yue Chan.

"Pay your life as compensation. If you die, there will be no misunderstanding."

Led by the Fallen Son of God, a hundred thousand vengeful spirits rampaged and killed their way towards the genius of all races.

"We only ask for chance. We gave him a chance to live, but he still wants to kill us!"

"Even if he is a true god, so what? He can only fight alone, and there are only 100,000 of these evil spirits. If we all rush forward, he can't kill us all!"

"Three million versus one hundred thousand, the advantage is on us!"

The attack of three million Divine Fire Monks was a mighty force to shake the heavens and the earth, not to mention that they were all geniuses?

Yutian was too lazy to say much. He looked up at the crowd of millions with a calm expression.

One hundred thousand vengeful spirits fought against three million genius monks from all races, and from time to time the vengeful spirits dissipated or living beings died.

In an instant, a flash of light suddenly appeared under his feet. Yutian took a step forward, crossed the front line of the fighting, and landed among the group of monks in the rear.

As the void swirled, the Black Dragon Spear clanged and made sound waves, shaking up layers of space ripples and piercing straight into the dense crowd of monks, taking away the lives of hundreds of thousands of creatures with one strike.

The true blood of all spirits was absorbed by the Black Dragon Spear, making the body of the weapon darker, bloodier, and the aura stronger; the out-of-body soul was devoured by the Soul Banner, and the level of the Soul Banner increased rapidly. The black gas of the Sky Devouring became thicker, and the aura and number of vengeful spirits increased terrifyingly.

Yutian called back the Black Dragon Spear, and with a light tap of his index finger, a dark light of murderous intent flashed. With a casual wave of his hand, a spear of splitting the sky appeared. It was like killing chickens and dogs. In less than ten rounds, half of them had fallen.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't know how to advance or retreat. You overestimate your own capabilities and become an enemy of the proud people of all races. Then let's fight to the death!"

The flaming throne dissipated, Zi Yanfei stood in the sky, golden Buddhist and Sanskrit scriptures emerged, a huge sky-burning flame swept across the world, and the area within a hundred thousand miles was filled with flaming tornadoes, which brought up the magma from the earth's core under the cracks in the abyss.

Gathering fire into a sword and lava into a body, Zi Yanfei summoned a ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma image and slashed towards Yutian with a giant sword.

He wanted to retreat and felt regretful, but under the might of the Demon of Slaughter, he knew it was impossible to escape easily and he could only create opportunities to escape by himself.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying the power of Lu, who was in the True First Realm, was.

Not to mention that this kind of divine fire can kill the fallen Son of God, the Defeater of the Emperor and the pervert Ning Chuan in the early stage. Even if an ordinary first generation has immortal energy, it will be extraordinary when it reaches the True One Realm.

Zi Yanfei had his plan ready. When the full-strength attack was launched, he would pretend to be defeated and escape after flying backwards behind Wan Ling.

"Be careful, he is... unimportant."

Yuechan was about to remind Yutian, but saw Yutian throwing out a long spear, easily smashing the lava giant's image, passing through Zi Yanfei's body, and leaving a hideous big hole in the opponent's chest. There was no internal organs, only broken and missing ribs and two unconnected broken spines.

"Not important? What a weird name!"

Yutian was slightly stunned and simply ignored it.

Six Divine Servant: “…”

Yuechan, Yinhuang and Lingchun were all speechless.

"Quick! Quickly form a formation! Otherwise, we will die today!"

Zi Yanfei's death shocked all the souls and made them feel a chill in their hearts.

Countless auras combined, and all kinds of divine lights formed a formation, condensing into a heavenly sword that was one hundred thousand miles long and a thousand miles wide!

"kill!"

The Heavenly Sword slashed down, cutting through the sky and the void, breaking up the mountains and rivers and filling the sea. It was extremely terrifying.

"The divine fire is the divine fire. No matter how many ants there are, do they think they won't have to die if they form a formation?"

Yu Tianfu stood with one hand on his back, and with a casual wave of his big hand, the Black Dragon Spear flew back and slashed out like a rapid flywheel. There was a stalemate for a moment, and the blade was broken in two breaths, breaking the Heavenly Sword and shocking all the spirits to vomit blood.

The next second, Chang Ge turned into a black dragon, circling towards the crowd, spitting out devilish dragon breath, and using its dragon claws to suppress the remaining souls. The remaining souls fell one after another, and their original divine light and divine essence were absorbed by the black dragon Ge, and their original spirits were completely devoured by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

At this point, three million lives were killed and the danger was over.

"We're fine!"

A look of joy appeared on the defeated Longque girl's pretty face.

The eyes of the Purple-Golden Swan and the Three-Eyed God were fanatical, and they immediately turned into lackeys and started to fawn on the emperor.

"The master is invincible!"

"Long live the master!"

Safe!

Yuechan breathed a sigh of relief and said in a resentful tone.

"Manxian Gu is your enemy, yet you are still able to take the spotlight!"

As soon as Yutian arrived, he was made to laugh and cry by the resentment. He thought that Yuechan was sick and he should give her hundreds of injections for three days to calm her down.

"Don't be afraid. If Xian Gu is really full of enemies, then we can kill them until Xian Gu becomes a no-man's land!"

"Humph, you're just a boaster!"

Yuechan snorted and gave Yutian a cold look.

Although her energy was restored a lot after taking the magic pill, Yuechan's pretty face was still pale.

The fairy has come to the mortal world!

It seems that after I ate the dumpling skin, this guy actually learned to be jealous, and her cold personality changed.

"Why bring this rubbish?"

Glancing at the unconscious Dragon Girl, Yutian stared at the three gods pretending to be angry, both to show his stance and to calm Yuechan's resentment, and to reprimand the three gods for acting on their own.

"Find a concubine for the master!"

"Kill her and eat dragon meat!"

"Add another slave!"

Three lackeys, three ideas, Three Eyes, Silver Sunflower, and Purple Golden Swan, said without thinking.

"Look at the good servant you have!"

Yuechan's beautiful eyes turned cold and she glared at Yutian.

"Like the big pervert master, like the lackeys he will have. The servants of the evil thief are also evil thieves!"

With Yuechan present, seeing Yutian being scolded, Yinhuang felt that he was good enough again and was full of sarcasm towards Yutian.

This bird is too rebellious, it seems it needs to be punished.

As everyone knows, Yu is a vengeful person, and this Yin Huang must be punished.

Yutian remained calm, his eyes swept over Silver Phoenix, and he frowned at the Three Gods and said:

"threw!"

"You are an ancient genius of the Dragon Palace after all. Can you please not offend others so easily?"

Yuechan was speechless. She felt that if the Dragon Girl woke up and heard what Yutian and the Three Gods said, she would be furious.

"Give it to me, give it to me, I'll clean it up... Phew, I'll take care of her!"

Yin Huang was very active and took the initiative to speak.

The little farce was over quickly. During the battle on a rainy day, the wounds that needed to be healed were healed, and the battlefield was cleaned up.

Yuechan walked to Yutian's side with light lotus steps. She was worried about Yutian's unstable cultivation and wanted to ask him why he became Zhenyi in one step. However, because he cultivated the divine fetus and then transformed into a secret method, her soul suddenly trembled.

Oh no! Something happened to my body!

"Something happened to Jing'er, Qingyi and the others!"

Not only Yuechan felt it, but Yutian, who controlled the Xuanyin Stele, also sensed the flickering of the blood marks of the two women in the stele, and the light became dim.

"Go to the Immortal Ancient Bluestone Steps and wait for me first!"

There was no time to stay for long on a rainy day, so after leaving behind a large number of healing items, he set off in the direction indicated by the blood mark with cold eyes.

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