436: C436 Warring Demons

C436 Warring Demons

A streak of blood-red light streaked across the sky. The blood cloud in the sky looked like a giant bloody tofu that had been cut by a blade. A blood-red cloud immediately fell from the sky and turned into a giant skull that flew towards everyone.

"Give back my third brother's life! Give back my third brother's life!"

As the skull flew towards them, Zhang He could still make shrill howls from his mouth. The giant mandible opened and closed as it bit towards them.

"A trick of deceiving others!"

Just as Yang Junshan was about to make a move to defend, a thin and long saber light condensed into a saber and chopped down brazenly at the skull. The one who attacked was Yan Zhong.

When faced with an enemy of the Spiritual Master level, the first person to get rid of his fear and dare to take the initiative to attack was this experienced and knowledgeable Great Perfection Stage cultivator from the Tan Xi Sect.

'Bang! 'A loud sound was heard as the head formed by Ouyang Zhenlin's blood cloud was chopped by the Great White Gold Chop. The sound of metal clashing could be heard and a ray of blood colored light flashed; although the Great White Gold Chop was unable to cut the skull, it was still able to knock the skull back.

"How dare you!" Haha, but this demon will like your struggling blood food! "

The ray of light emitted a strange laughter as it circulated in the sky. Seven to eight blood clouds turned into skulls after they fell, and they bit towards the group from all directions.

"Still not making a move? Closing your eyes, waiting for death?"

With a loud shout from Yan Zhong, the Grand White Golden Light Slash sent another skull flying. This time, it was clear that Yan Zhong's attack was able to leave a deep cut on the skull.

Before Yan Zhong finished speaking, Yan Qinxi had already shouted out in a tender voice. The same "Great White Golden Light Slash" flew out and struck a skull in front of his, causing it to tumble to the ground.

The strength of Ning Bin and Ning He wasn't too different from each other. They attacked at the same time and each sent a skull flying.

Yang Junping, Su Baozhang, and Jiu Li, whose cultivations had already stabilized, combined their strength and were barely able to block a blood skull.

As for Yang Junshan, he waved the bell in his hand, and the grand bell flew up into the air, forming a protective barrier around everyone. A leaking skull was sent flying after colliding with the barrier, but left behind a pool of blood-like substance at the place where the skull collided, emitting a "chi chi" sound, corroding the protective barrier of the Mountain Defence Spirit Art.

This was the usual method used by demonic cultivators, but it was also the most disgusting part. The moment the demon essence came into contact with the abilities of other cultivators, it would constantly wear down their spiritual energy like maggots.

However, this time, before the blood ball could corrode the light barrier for too long, Yang Junshan suddenly flicked his wrist, causing the light barrier to tremble. The blood ball was easily blown away, and the moment it landed on the ground, all the plants on it withered.

"Eh, it can actually send This Demon's Soul Devouring Demon Essence flying. Interesting!"

Yang Junshan laughed coldly. A magnetic golden beam of light caused the head of a bloody skull to sway in front of him, and the king's seal flew down from the sky with a 'dong' sound. The entire ground trembled, and the head of the blood skull didn't even have a chance to dodge before it was suppressed by the Mountain Lord's Seal.

"It's useless. This Demon servant will not be destroyed."

"That may not be so!" Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, and the Mountain Lord's Seal shrunk back to the size of three inches in her palm.

In the crater where the Mountain Lord's Seal had fallen, a pool of blood was slowly condensing into a skull. However, at the last moment, the attempt had failed.

"This is impossible!"

Ouyang Yulin, who was clad in a blood-red robe, appeared on the ground. He pointed at Yang Junshan and said, "Boy, you actually dared to destroy this demon slave. You're courting death!"

Ouyang Yulin pulled his hands together, and a thin, long blood vein appeared between his hands. He threw it outwards, and this blood vein directly shot towards Yang Junshan's Defensive Mountain Spirit Art.

Upon seeing this, Yan Qingxi hacked the blood strings dozens of times, but almost repelled the Great Platinum Island.

"Come together!"

Yang Junshan's expression was solemn. The spirit arts of Broken Mountain were easily condensed into the Grand White Gold Saber. Yan Qingxi attacked again. The two spirit arts and abilities were perfectly fused. Their combined power was not a simple matter.

"Crack!" Under the slashing of the Grand White Gold Saber, the blood vein finally broke into two. However, the two blood veins still cut across the two sides of the crowd. The curtain of light from the Mountain Guarding Spirit Art was instantly cut open.

Yang Junshan pointed at the grand bell above him, only to see that Ouyang Yulin was also throwing a punch towards it from a distance.

Yang Junshan cursed in his heart, but it was too late for him to retrieve the bell. With a loud bang, the bell exploded above his head. The bell let out a mournful cry, and the bell, which had once again condensed into a bell, fell into Yang Junshan's hand.1

Yang Junshan did not have the time to care about the damage to the Grand Ascension Bell, instead, a dozen chess pieces suddenly appeared in his hand. The chess pieces flew off in different directions, but in the previous battle with Ouyang Yulin, Lu Jing and Ning Qing, the two array masters, had already been secretly setting up the array formation. Now that Yang Junshan's array formation had arrived, the Immovable Mountains Spiritual Array was completed at an extremely fast speed with the cooperation of the three array masters.

When the three heads collided with the Spiritual Array, they were stopped by the Spiritual Array. The skull's mouth suddenly spewed out a continuous stream of blood mist that corroded the protective barrier of the Immovable Mountain Spiritual Array.

Seeing this, Yang Junshan had a bronze hammer in his hand. It was the high-grade magic tool, the Primeval Hammer, that he had obtained from the Forbidden Array.

Yang Junshan threw out his copper hammer and shouted: "Break!"

The head of the blood skull was smashed into pieces before it could dodge. With a creaking sound, the head of the blood skull was smashed into smithereens. It was the same as the head of the Mountain Lord's Seal, the head of the skull that was formed by the blood mist was also unable to recover.

Ouyang Yulin originally thought that killing a few martial arts elites would be an easy task. He could avenge his brother and also obtain a few decent flesh and blood, but who would have thought that two of the eight blood skulls he had painstakingly refined would be destroyed so easily. This was a great shame to him!

"You dare to destroy my demonic slaves? This Demon will definitely make you beg for death today!"

The flag was made of white bones and was woven from flesh and blood. There was a bloody waterfall flowing on the surface of the flag, and the remaining six bloody skulls flew back into the flag. They would occasionally appear on the surface of the flag, and they would even be able to make ferocious expressions and bite sounds.

"It's the White Bone Banner!"

As a Successor Disciple of the Tan Xi Sect, she had heard the details of the Ouyang brothers' battle with Yu Cheng from the sect. She knew that Ouyang Palin had two treasures in her possession that were equivalent to Spirit Treasures, one of which was the Vampiric Swords, and the other was the White Bone Banner. It was because of these two Spirit Treasures that Ouyang Palin was able to escape from the encirclement of the clan cultivators.

Seeing a white banner appear in Ouyang Yulin's hand, he was naturally horrified and couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

"Don't worry, this White Bone Banner is only a high-grade magic tool. It is equivalent to a high-grade magic tool and is not Ouyang Palin's possession!" Yang Junshan quickly said.

The two treasures in Ouyang Palin's hands should be magic treasures, but the White Bone Banner in Ouyang Yulin's hands was only a replica.

"Hmph, to be able to avoid the corruption of this Demon's Soul and also be able to recognize the high-grade magic equipment in this Demon's hands. Boy, it seems that you know a lot about us demonic cultivators!"

Ouyang Yulin waved the white flag in his hand and smiled sinisterly. "But so what? Don't think that you can act so arrogantly just because you can destroy two of my demonic slaves. Boy, the gap between a human cultivator and a Martial Disciple is not something you can speculate about."

Ouyang Yulin loosened his hand and the White Bone Banner rose into the air, turning into a rolling wave of blood. The remaining six skulls would appear and disappear within the waves of blood, emitting strange "jie jie" sounds as they rushed towards the Immovable Mountain Spirit Formation.

Yang Junshan clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and a mass of essence gathered together. He then pressed his hands against the ground, and a few feet in front of them, a mound of earth rose up from the ground.

However, the blood wave spread directly from the top of the mound and instantly enveloped the entire mound. The group of people facing the mound was about to rush down.

However, Yang Junshan suddenly shouted, "Bang!"

The towering hill collapsed in an instant, and before the wave of blood could reach the mountain, it had already sunk below the hill. The towering hill collapsed in an instant, and before the wave of blood could reach the mountain, it sank under the hill.

"Damn it!" Ouyang Yulin did his best to control the blood waves and counterattack. The mud and stones on the hill were dyed blood-red. The Mountain Lord's Seal that was pressing down on the top constantly trembled as if it would be overturned at any moment.

"Brother Wu!" Yang Junshan was truly anxious now.

"Alright!"

Wu Shuo's deep voice rang out from behind him, "Incantation, Boiling Blood, Spirit Severing!"

His spiritual consciousness felt as if it had encountered boiling water, and the intense pain caused him to temporarily withdraw his extended spiritual sense. But in this short period of time, he had lost control of the blood waves, and the blood waves under the Mountain Lord's Seal began to condense and condense, once again transforming into a white flag that was suppressed by the Mountain Lord's Seal.

"Quick, I can't hold on for long!" The hand Wu Shuo used to hold the wooden staff was trembling, and on the fingertip of his other hand, a wisp of green flame was burning a bead of blood until it boiled.

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