HCB Chapter 2789 The True Demon Race Appears
Chapter 2789 The True Demon Race Appears
The next moment, Sun Yi, Xiao Qi, and Ye Wuchen disappeared from the spot. When they reappeared, the three of them were each standing next to a Nascent Soul stage evil cultivator.
Sun Yi appeared not far from the Spirit-Controlling Demon Monk, and his powerful divine sense locked onto the Spirit-Controlling Demon Monk.
The Demonic Monk was already prepared; the skull prayer beads hanging around his neck transformed into skulls that floated around him.
The moment Sun Yi appeared, the Spirit-Controlling Demon Monk activated his secret technique.
Suddenly, the skulls floating around him merged into a massive skull, which resembled a small mountain. Its empty eye sockets glowed with an eerie blood-red light, emanating an incredibly powerful aura.
"Go to hell!"
The Demonic Monk roared, and the enormous skeleton opened its blood-red maw, spewing out a pillar of black fire. Although the pillar of black fire did not emit high temperatures, it gave people a very eerie feeling.
Almost instantly, Sun Yi was engulfed by the black pillar of fire.
Upon seeing this, the Demonic Monk was overjoyed.
"Hahahaha, you're dead now that you've been hit by my Netherworld Ghost Fire!"
The Demonic Monk was full of confidence in his Netherworld Ghost Fire, but his laughter had barely ended when a five-colored fist shadow tore through the Netherworld Ghost Fire and slammed into the massive skull.
boom!
The massive skull was smashed to pieces with a single punch, and the Spirit-Controlling Demon Monk spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly weakening considerably.
Just then, a golden-red streak of light appeared in front of him, easily piercing through his body and pinning him to the void.
Sun Yi emerged from the Netherworld Ghost Flames, his entire body enveloped in the Purple Extreme Flames, rendering the surrounding Netherworld Ghost Flames utterly ineffective against him.
Sun Yi gave the other party a cold look, then teleported away again, appearing next to another Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator the next moment. He raised his hand and threw a punch, tearing apart the Nascent Soul stage cultivator's defenses, sending him flying backward.
laugh!
A winged blade pierced through him from behind, pinning him to the void.
On the other side, Xiao Qi easily defeated a Nascent Soul cultivator, pinning him to the void with his wing blade.
Ye Wuchen also killed another Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
These Nascent Soul stage cultivators from the Ten Demon Sects were utterly no match for the three of them, and several of them were killed in a short time.
"Damn it, how are they so strong?"
"No, quickly escape with your soul!"
The demonic monks and their companions were pinned in the air, filled with terror. In order to save their lives, they did not hesitate to escape through their souls.
However, Sun Yi was not going to give them a chance. A black flag appeared in the air and instantly transformed into a terrifying flag thousands of feet tall, which was planted on the battlefield.
A massive black vortex emerged from the Black Emperor's Banner, unleashing a terrifying suction force that drew the souls on the battlefield uncontrollably toward the vortex.
Even cultivators at the Integration Stage like the Spirit-Controlling Demon Monk, who fought desperately, could only watch helplessly as their souls were devoured.
"No... spare me!"
"Damn it, that's the Soul-Devouring Banner!"
"Who exactly are you people?"
Sun Yi offered no explanation and continued his killing spree. These Nascent Soul stage cultivators from the Ten Demon Sects were no match for him.
Suddenly, a disheveled figure burst out of the ground. It was none other than Yin Luo, the strongest member of the Ten Demon Sect. At this moment, one of Yin Luo's arms had disappeared.
He watched as the evil cultivators of the Ten Demon Sect were killed one after another, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
"Damn it!" Yin Luo cursed angrily. Knowing that the situation was hopeless, he hurriedly took out a silver teleportation talisman and crushed it. In an instant, a silver light enveloped his body.
"You wait, I won't let you get away with this!" Yin Luo said, but he soon realized something was wrong.
The teleportation talisman had clearly been activated, but there was absolutely no sign that he had been teleported away.
Just then, Sun Yi appeared beside him and threw a punch with his right hand.
boom!
Venerable Yinluo was sent flying backward, spitting out blood, and the silver light around him disappeared.
"Damn it, you're courting death! Since that's the case, let's all perish together!" Venerable Yinluo formed a hand seal and suddenly touched the demonic markings on his cheek before closing his eyes.
In an instant, the demonic markings on Venerable Yinluo's cheeks began to wriggle like centipedes, and then gradually faded away.
Suddenly, a strange aura emanated from Venerable Yinluo's body, and an unfamiliar divine soul aura revived within him.
When this divine aura appeared, all the cultivators in this world felt an extremely oppressive feeling enveloping them.
"Oh no, this is the soul of an old monster in the Tribulation Transcending stage!" The Great Luo Demon Saint suddenly exclaimed in Sun Yi's soul.
"How could he possess the soul of an old monster in the Tribulation Transcending stage?" Sun Yi frowned.
"Hurry up and act, or it will be dangerous!" The Great Luo Demon Saint's tense voice rang out.
Ye Wuchen was the fastest, and he slashed at Yin Luo with his sword. The purplish-red sword light instantly streaked across the void and passed through the body of Venerable Yin Luo.
However, Venerable Yinluo's body mysteriously disappeared, revealing that it was merely an afterimage.
The figure of Venerable Yinluo appeared not far away. He stood in the void, his eyes still closed, but the aura emanating from his body was somewhat strange.
Suddenly, Venerable Yinluo opened his eyes, revealing a pair of purple pupils before everyone's eyes. At the same time, a powerful aura erupted from Venerable Yinluo's body.
Sun Yi stared warily at Yin Luo opposite him. He knew that the Yin Luo in front of him was no longer the real Yin Luo; his body had been taken over by another soul.
"The physical body of a human in the late stage of the Fusion Realm is too weak." A strange voice suddenly rang out.
"But it's better than nothing, at least we're out of trouble."
Venerable Yinluo formed a hand seal with one hand, and suddenly a ball of purple flame enveloped his body.
Seeing this, Ye Wuchen did not hesitate to once again activate his spirit sword to launch an attack.
The crimson sword light instantly reached Venerable Yinluo's side, but was blocked by the purple flames surrounding him.
Suddenly, a burst of purple light erupted, and a powerful energy surge burst forth, deflecting the sword light. Immediately afterward, a strange man with a single horn on his head and a pair of purple eyes appeared in the air.
This is no longer Venerable Yinluo; he looks much younger, and his severed arm has been restored.
He looked up at Ye Wuchen coldly, his gaze icy as he said, "It's very impolite of you to launch a sneak attack while someone is recovering. Use your essence blood to restore your true form."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the man vanished from his spot, appearing almost instantly in front of Ye Wuchen and throwing a punch at him.
Ye Wuchen felt an unprecedented pressure enveloping him. Before he could react, he hurriedly held his eighth-order spirit sword in front of him.
boom!
Ye Wuchen was sent flying by a punch, spitting out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, looking at the purple-eyed figure, Ye Wuchen finally remembered the other party's origin: "True Demon Clan!"