Martial Arts Evil God

Because of Dongfang Han's existence, all the demons that came in force eventually died here.

It can be said that if Dongfang Han hadn't been there, it's hard to say whether any of these human monks would have survived. There were really too many of these demons, and there were so many top ones.

But even so, nearly ten monks died.

Although every monk entered this demon ruins with the intention of dying, but nearly ten monks died at once, the loss was still very heavy.

In this battle, all the monks saw how powerful Dongfang Han was, and he was able to kill even the seven-star demon.

The combat power is close to that of a top second-class half-immortal!

A place among the demonic ruins.

Bailifamen and Fengyangquan are still wandering around with some monks from the two tribes.

"Well? Those are the monks of the Yinhe tribe. Headed by Yinhe Wangyang." Bailifamen suddenly pointed in a direction and said.

"Yinhe Wangyang, one of the three half-immortals of the Yinhe tribe now! Although he is the weakest, his training years are not much longer than ours." Fengyangquan also saw the group of monks and frowned slightly. : "Yinhe Wangyang and the others know that we were with Yinhe Baiyi and the others before. If they ask, how should we answer?"

"To tell the truth, Dongfang Han didn't leave anything for us before. Obviously, he doesn't care if we tell the Yinhe tribe monks!" Baili Method said with a slight ponder.

"They are going to meet with us soon. If they ask, we will tell them this fact!" Feng Yangquan also nodded.

After all, if they weren't telling the truth, how could they make up a lie? Random fabrication can easily be seen through by others, and the impact will be bad.

While the two were talking, Yinhe Wangyang came, and he frowned: "Fengyang Spring, Baili Method, where are my nephew and the others? Aren't you together?"

Yinhe Baiyi and Yinhe Heiyi are the nephews of Yinhe Wangyang.

"They were killed!" The two were silent for a while, and Bailifamen said in a deep voice.

"What? Killed?" Yinhe Wangyang suddenly became furious: "Who did it?"

The monks around Yinhe Wangyang were also frightened and angry.

"His name is Dongfang Han, and his strength has reached the level of an Immortal Holy Lord!" Feng Yangquan explained.

"Dongfang Han, it's him! Isn't he dead?" Yinhe Linlang exclaimed.

"He was..." Yinhe Xishan was also in disbelief.

Yinhe Linlang and Yinhe Xishan initially led many Yinhe tribe monks to hunt down Dongfang Han, but instead they were the only two monks killed by Dongfang Han. They contacted Yinhe Baiyi and Yinhe Blackyi. people, then found Dongfang Han, and finally saw the scene of Dongfang Han being beheaded.

In their hearts, Dongfang Han is already dead.

Later, they spent a lot of energy looking for it, but they couldn't find it. The main reason was that they didn't expect that the real and fake avatar would teleport Dongfang Han so far away. Of course, the last thing they expected was that Dongfang Han didn't. Death, and now they heard the cruel fact that Dongfang Han killed Yinhe Baiyi and Yinhe Heiyi, this was really beyond their expectations!

They were no strangers to the name Dongfang Han, because they had destroyed the Lost City (Place of Exile) controlled by their Yinhe tribe, which made them hate Dongfang Han deeply.

But none of them expected that a monk who was so weak at the beginning would be so powerful now.

In fact, they were still not well-informed enough. If they were well-informed, they would have known about Dongfang Han when he first went to Huoyun City.

Because the Yinhe Clan has no power in Huoyun City, so they don’t know.

Of course, this also means that they have been searching for tens of millions of years but there is no trace or relevant information of Dongfang Han.

At that time, Dongfang Han was still in a coma, and except for Xiao Qiqi and Father Xiao, no one else knew about it.

"Tell me what happened?" Yinhe Wangyang asked in a deep voice. They did not question why the two of them did not help, because if Dongfang Han really had such strength, it was understandable that they would protect themselves wisely.

After all, although the Yinhe family has good relations with the two major families, it is far from the level of living and dying together.

When encountering a life crisis, many people will make this choice to protect themselves.

Baili Method and Feng Yangquan also briefly explained the situation and confessed the reason why they did not dare to be enemies with Dongfang Han. That was because Dongfang Han was too strong and if they interfered, they would definitely die.

Yinhe Wangyang didn't say much about this. After all, it was someone else's choice. It was harmful and useless to accuse the other person.

"That was already a hundred or two million years ago?" Yin He's eyes flashed.

"Dongfang Han is growing too fast, we must get rid of him as soon as possible, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

He understands how deep the hatred between his family and Dongfang Han is, and it is almost impossible to resolve it.

Dongfang Han's growth gave him a great shock. You must know that when he first chased Dongfang Han, Dongfang Han was just a tribulation saint at that time. But later, as time went by, he is still Less than a billion years.

Dongfang Han has reached the level of Immortal Saint Lord, and is really terrifying to the extreme.

"He has reached the level of a Saint Lord of the Immortal Class, but if he wants to reach the level of a Semi-Immortal, even if it is only a third-class Semi-Immortal, I think he will not be able to do it in billions of years. In case of any accidents, it is better to kill him as soon as possible!" Yinhe Wangyang was full of endless murderous intent towards Dongfang Han.

In the Demon Ruins.

Almost every short time, there will be a war between humans and demons.

After that battle.

Dongfang Han asked Xiao Qiqi, Xueluan, and his master to act together, because his strength exceeded Xiao Qiqi and Xueluan by a lot, and there was not much benefit for them to follow him.

Dongfang Han was also trying his best to improve himself alone.

100 million years, 200 million years

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of years have passed, and it has been 500 million years since Dongfang Han became a Six Tribulation Saint Lord. Although his realm is still a Six Tribulation Saint Lord.

But compared with the time when he just broke through, he has become much stronger.

Even stronger than when he killed the Seven Star Demon.

"In the past hundreds of millions of years, I have killed three more seven-star demons. So far, I have killed four seven-star demons. There are more than thirty six-star demons!" Dongfang Han walked in a mountain range, muttering to himself, his eyes flickering slightly.

As for the demons below the six-star demon, Dongfang Han killed more.

"It's only a few million years away from the agreed opening time of the demon ruins in one billion years!" Dongfang Han muttered: "I should also go to the exit!"

"I wonder where Xueluan, Qiqi, Master, and Sixth Uncle are now?" Dongfang Han said secretly.

Huhu~~~

Dongfang Han's figure was not fast, step by step, his thoughts flying.

"The millions of cultivators of the Cold Blade Gang, the lowest are the first-tribulation Saint Lord, and the highest have reached the level of the Six-tribulation Saint Lord. Hundreds of millions of years ago, these countless gang members have entered one fairyland after another together. I think it won't take long for me to find out the news I want!" Dongfang Han said secretly.

The Handao Gang led by Dongfang Han's incarnation has millions of disciples. These millions of disciples are at least at the first level of Saint Lord. When united, they can even slaughter half-immortals.

However, hundreds of millions of years ago, Dongfang Han had those countless gang members disperse and enter one country after another, with the purpose of finding people.

Find news about Dongfang Han's parents, Bai Shanshan, Lin Jiong and Lin Xueer, and others.

But now, they haven't found them yet.

It's understandable to think about it. You know, Dongfang Han spent a lot of money to find the Tianji Master of Zhentian Xianzong, but he couldn't deduce the whereabouts of them.

Obviously, there is a certain interference.

It's better to let millions of people go down and find them directly. According to some clues deduced by the Tianji Master, go to the general place and search according to special information.

Although this method is clumsy, Dongfang Han really has no better way.

Fortunately, there are millions of disciples.

These millions of disciples are extremely respectful to Dongfang Han, because without Dongfang Han, they would not be where they are today. You know, it was very difficult for many of their cultivators to become saints, but Dongfang Han led them, provided them with countless resources, protected them, led them to make their way, became saints, saints, and even the current saints, and brought them safely to this netherworld. How can they not be grateful?

It can be said that Dongfang Han let them die without much hesitation.

This is the charm of Dongfang Han. He rushed forward in countless dangers and enjoyed himself later, seeking benefits for them, which really made countless cultivators worship and respect him.

Dongfang Han hurried on his way slowly. If he encountered a demon, he would kill it. If he didn't, he would realize the truth. Now Dongfang Han has mastered thirteen laws, but only nine of them have been cultivated to the seventh level of perfection. If he wants to cultivate all of them to the seventh level of perfection, so as to overcome the tribulation and become the seven-tribulation saint, it will take a lot of time.

Realize the truth when you have time, don't waste time.

"Hmm?" On this day, Dongfang Han was walking and comprehending, keeping a part of his mind on the surroundings, but at this moment, he faintly felt the approach of murderous intent.

Dongfang Han even gathered his mind and woke up from the state of enlightenment.

"Yinhe tribe cultivators!" Dongfang Han instantly saw a group of people approaching him. Dongfang Han had dealt with these people's clothes more than three or five times, so he was naturally very familiar with their clothes.

"That person, could it be one of the three semi-immortals of the Yinhe tribe? The youngest Yinhe Wangyang?" Dongfang Han raised his eyebrows.

Yinhe tribe, Dongfang Han initially thought that the Yinhe tribe had only one semi-immortal, but later as his strength and vision improved, he knew more things. The Yinhe tribe had three semi-immortals, but although the Yinhe tribe had three semi-immortals, they were still not as good as Juefeng Villa.

Juefeng Villa had three semi-immortals, one second-class semi-immortal, one first-class semi-immortal, and one top-level semi-immortal.

Among the three semi-immortals of the Yinhe clan, the strongest one is only a second-class semi-immortal, and the other two semi-immortals are both third-class semi-immortals.