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C980 Worried Little Club

Ye Yang shook his head, "No, I'm asking them to decide who will come out and devour you all."

The Seven True Disciples were dumbfounded. They? Who were they?

He looked left and right, but he did not see any ambush.

The Seven True Disciples were a little annoyed. He guessed that this brat was just deliberately mystifying.

"Swallow him!" He shouted.

Ye Yang let out a long breath, "Finally the champion has come out. It's quite difficult to teach a bunch of devils how to draw punches."

After saying that, a thick black shadow jumped out from Ye Yang's body.

What made Ye Yang feel interesting was that the one who won in the end was not a calamity, nor was it a lot of karma, but the least of his worries.

This worry probably hadn't been born for more than a hundred days.

Right now, it was only the size of a fist, like a ball of black velvet.

However, just this small lump immediately made the new devil on the opposite side scream and immediately want to escape!

This was the effect of a mouse meeting a cat.

The disciples of the Undying Ghastly Puppet Cult were stunned.

What was going on?

Didn't my devil kill whoever he saw?

Why did he turn around and run when he saw a black ball fly out from the opposite side?

This doesn't make sense!

However, when he saw clearly what this furball was, he also screamed and turned around to run.

F * ck!

It was a f * cking demon!

Furthermore, the Demonic Qi was incomparably thick, and it was many times stronger than my evil demon!

If we really compare them...

One is my great grandfather, the other is my great grandson!

The difference in seniority was too great!

"Evil demons! Evil demons!" The Seventh True disciple let out a miserable cry.

However, his reaction was still too slow.

His worries directly pounced on him. With just a light touch, countless whispers resounded in his ears.

"Why can't I improve my realm? So annoying!"

"Why am I still a Seven True disciple? Those two bastards are occupying my quota. How detestable!"

"Why do I have to fight against the Evil Demons all day long? I'm already tired of this kind of life!"

Countless vexed voices resounded by his ears.1

This kind of terror was something that ordinary people simply could not imagine.

This feeling was like a hundred of himself suddenly appearing in front of him, patiently and patiently speaking.

And all of it was f * cking negative energy.

A hundred people were crazily spraying negative energy. It would be a ghost if they could withstand it.

In the blink of an eye, the body of this Seven Truth disciple's battle soul had been completely tainted by his worries, turning completely black.

The black cotton ball on his shoulder simulated a small face like a human and swallowed the body of the battle soul of the Seven Truth disciple in one gulp.

That's right. The cotton ball sized worry transformed into a huge mouth that was even bigger than a human. It was directly swallowed by the Seven True disciples...

Ye Yang nodded his head in satisfaction, "I'll leave the two of them to you. Don't let me down."

The worry nodded like a human and caught up with the new devil that was running away. It ripped apart the growing strip and stuffed it into its mouth.

At this time, the two disciples of the Seven True Sect who heard the miserable scream also reacted.

They were so infuriated that they discovered that their fellow disciples were being eaten by a little devil!

Initially, the two of them wanted to get angry, but after seeing the density of the little devil's Demonic Qi, they looked at each other and immediately ran away.

After abandoning their physical bodies and turning into the body of a Combat Soul, although they wouldn't die of old age and their souls would be strengthened, their souls would still be completely exposed.

Without the physical body, the Evil Demons would be able to get closer to them.

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