663: C663 Please Go to Hell(part I)

C663 Please Go to Hell(part I)

Just as Chu Yang thought, if the martial spirit of a genius and fool was truly strong, then these 100,000 souls were nothing more than a gust of violent wind, they wouldn't be able to do anything in front of the martial spirit of a genius and fool.0

The impact of Chu Yang's spirit and soul suddenly stopped.

The evil, resentful, deathly, and foul aura on Chu Yang's body disappeared like the night had faded away, leaving no trace behind.

The darkness around him faded quickly, and a soft light began to shine, calming, comforting, and full of joy. It was as if he were in heaven, no more worry, no more anxiety, no more fear.

Very quickly, another aura rushed out from his body.

This was a destructive aura of darkness. Once it appeared, killing intent instantly enveloped the surroundings, creating a chilling atmosphere. It was as if the boundless might wanted to slaughter all of the living and destroy the heavens and the earth.

The two auras were opposed to each other and in conflict, but they gathered around Chu Yang, causing him to look like a benevolent god, like a demon that could destroy and destroy everything.

"He blocked it, he blocked it! Haha!" After a moment of shock, Yang Ziming couldn't help laughing out loud, he was overjoyed.

The villagers couldn't help but cheer, as if they were already saved.

"A hundred thousand vile souls, how fierce and fearsome. How did he suppress them, and how did he do it?!"

The seven demonic generals felt as if they had been struck by lightning. Their entire bodies trembled and began to tremble. Even though they tried their best to control it, their hands were still trembling uncontrollably.

The Thousand Demon Sect executioners' shrill and harsh ridicule and contempt abruptly came to a halt, and they were no longer able to make a single sound. Chu Yang seemed to be grabbing at their necks, causing them to be extremely terrified.

Those were a hundred thousand vile souls!

Not to mention anything else, if the 100,000 vile souls had saliva in their mouths, they could have drowned them with a single spit. However, the Chu Yang in front of them had completely suppressed and grasped the 100,000 vile souls in his hands.

They were well aware of how vicious these vile souls were, because they knew just how terrible the grievances of those people's deaths were.

"He probably hasn't completely grasped these hundred thousand vile souls yet. I still have a chance!"

Weng! *

The Seven Demon Generals immediately released their domain and enveloped Chu Yang.

This was his last chance.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Under his full strength, his domain crazily compressed the Nine Dragons Bell, Seven Deadly Sword, and even the formation diagram, forming a domain of three. Just as they were about to succeed, points of light suddenly emerged from Chu Yang's body and turned into light people. They were all focused and gathered all of their power into the domain created by the Nine Dragons Bell.

Very soon, the domain was like a reef in the sea, stable as a rock. Even if the domain of the Seven Demon Generals were to be assaulted by the raging waves, it wouldn't budge an inch.

Boom!

After the specks of light and the light people, the demonic qi surged and rumbled, as if an army of thousands of horses had charged out. One demonic shadow after another charged out, and every demonic shadow was stronger than the last, as if they were immortal and could dye everything black, destroying everything in their path.

With the appearance of tens of thousands of demonic phantoms, the Nine Dragons Bell's domain was even more unshakable.

This was the power of 100,000 souls. If the seven demonic generals were at the sixth level of the Soul Transformation stage, then what could they do? How could one person shake tens of thousands of people? One hundred thousand people!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of swords exploding rang out and the dragon's roar resounded through the nine heavens. At this moment, Chu Yang's body suddenly released a huge wave of spiritual pressure.

As the soul pressure was released, the saber-type and other martial spirits began to madly improve.

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