"It's really shocking. For more than 800 years, you not only have not been killed in the Yin and Yang Hall, but have also transformed into some flesh and blood, wanting to return to the Yang body."

"A lot of your death energy has been dissolved over the past eight hundred years. Do you still have the might of the past?"

"If you don't come out, we will follow the agreement of that year and don't bother with you."

"But since you have come out and there is a possibility of harming the world, don't blame me for waiting."

"It's time to calculate the accounts of that year."

The great man quickly refined his dead energy, which actually revealed some hidden stories from that year.

Unexpectedly, Ling Yuanzi and others had really guessed correctly before. The little Yin-Yang Sect saint was not destroyed. The masters who suppressed him left room for room and deliberately suppressed him in the Yin-Yang Palace.

"What kind of person has such ability to convince so many immortal families and holy lands that, under the circumstances of that time, did not completely kill the little Yin-Yang Sect Holy Son who committed such a monstrous bloody crime."

Jiang Chuan was shocked. No one could tell how many people the turmoil caused by the saint of the Little Yin-Yang Sect killed that year.

From the fact that the entire Mangyuan forces were all out, we can know how great the turmoil was and how many masters would die to get that situation.

Although this is not the original intention of the little Yin-Yang Sect’s Holy Son, the sin was committed after all.

Moreover, if you use these domineering forces that rule the great forces in the Mangyuan, no matter whether you intentionally or not, you will destroy them.

The little Yin-Yang Sect Holy Son is also a time bomb. Who knows when it will explode when it is sealed?

The real solution once and for all is to directly destroy it.

In this case, it is no less difficult than to convince the great forces of Mangyuan to seal and not kill. Without the ability to suppress all the forces of Mangyuan, this is impossible to do this.

Jiang Chuan did not think that it was the saint son of the Little Yin-Yang Sect that reached an agreement with the major forces, because that was simply impossible.

"Is it the mysterious Central Region force?"

Jiang Chuan guessed that only the mysterious force in the Central Region who was not clear could explain the situation in front of him.

"Not bad! It's time to calculate the accounts eight hundred years ago."

"According to the agreement of that year, if you are born, we can attack you without scruples about the agreement of that year."

At this time, the old man with fairy spirit and Taoist also spoke.

"For eight hundred years, you have been weakened, and we have been strong all the time."

"Eight hundred years ago, you were so powerful that you could not take you even if you attacked several kings."

"Even after a lot of hard battles, all the fellow practitioners were seriously injured, and some of them were dismissed in advance."

"You will be cursed by the world again today, and you will definitely be cured."

The old man from Xianfeng Tao Gu said, speeding up the refining of the dead energy.

The light curtains of his magic power with the majestic man quickly surrounded him and formed a circle. How could he die if he didn't let go?

After the two said so much, the little Yin-Yang Sect Holy Son seemed to have no response.

Except for the second roar before, he still stood there, allowing the magic power of the majestic man and the old man of the fairy style to refine it to him.

When the two kings came and attacked him, he seemed to have no sense of awareness and no reaction.

"It is Senior Star King of Fuxi, the immortal family, and Senior Wen Chen, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Feather Holy Land, are here."

"The two of them became kings a thousand years ago, and are the oldest existing kings in Mangyuan."

Ling Yuanzi Cangniu and the other two quit the center and breathed a sigh of relief.

If Fuxi's Star King and the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Feather Holy Land came later, the three of them might have explained it.

They told me that it was all trivial matters. If the little Yin-Yang Sect even ran out of the cholera land of the Red Maple Mountains, the forces behind him would definitely take the blame for them.

"Why did the two kings come so quickly?" Cang Niu said in a fearful way.

Among the three, he had the least power behind him. If the little Yin-Yang Sect Saint Son goes out, the sect behind Ling Yuanzi and the power behind the old man with purple robe can still withstand the pressure, but his Zixiao Demon Bull lineage does not have the ability to completely take the blame for him.

"They were all involved in suppressing the turmoil of the little Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son. I think the light curtain before was the seal they left. When we attacked, they sensed it."

The old man in purple robe explained that he was also a little scared at this moment.

Fortunately, the little Yin-Yang Sect's saint seemed to have a little rationality. The shocking roar seemed to hurt them, but at this moment, it seemed that they were deliberately destroying the demon corpses.

"The little Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son is asking for death!" Jiang Chuan made such a judgment.

Because at this moment, the magic power of Fuxi's Star King and Wen Chen, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Feather Holy Land, had completely refined all the dead energy he emitted, and the magic power had entangled him and refined him, but he still had no reaction.

"Have you recovered a little bit of rationality?" Fuxi's Star King and Wen Chen, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Feather Holy Land, also discovered this problem and asked in disbelief.

After becoming a demon, the little Yin-Yang Sect saint was so fierce that no one could escape the disappearance of the creatures wherever they passed.

But today, it has always been quiet.

This abnormality, let alone the fierce and powerful little Yin-Yang Sect saint, even cats and dogs will scream twice in this case.

"It seems that those people left you back then and had already expected the results today, but what they didn't expect was that you were born early because of an accident before you succeeded."

"No matter whether you have regained your sanity or not, you will not be able to keep it in your current state."

The little Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son is indeed very dangerous. Even if he does not take the initiative to kill people and allows these dead energy to spread, it will be a major disaster.

As he said that, Fuxi Xingwang shouted to Wen Chen, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Feather Holy Land, and said in a low voice: "Old guy, please control him, I will set up the Nine-level Divine Fire Formation."

"Hurry up! Kill me! I can't control it anymore!"

A shocking thing happened. A hoarse sound like a wild beast roaring in a low voice came from the Holy Son of Yin and Yang Sect, causing Fuxi Star King and Wen Chen, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Feather Holy Land, to pause slightly.

As everyone speculated, the little Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son really had a little rationality, and was asking King Xixing and the Supreme Elder Wen Chen to kill him as soon as possible.

"You are the most genius in three thousand years, and you are indeed extraordinary."

"Even if you are suppressed by death, you will still have the consciousness to retain it."

One by one, the formation platform was knocked out by Fuxi Star King, landed around the Holy Son of the Little Yin-Yang Sect, and buried underground.

His hands danced quickly, and a large amount of divine light floated out of his hands, turning into mysterious and difficult-to-understand Taoist patterns fell around the little Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son, floating around him, covering him.

Soon, the nine-level divine fire formation took shape and turned into a colorful light to cover the little Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son.

The colorful light became more and more dazzling, with Taoist patterns that were spinning rapidly like water flowing.

Buzz!

The invisible Tao Yun suddenly shook and radiated to several sides. Jiang Chuan felt his body tremble, and then the world also vibrated.

The mountains and rivers sway, the mountains and rivers boil, and various natural forces were attracted by the nine-level divine fire formation and quickly gathered towards the nine-level divine fire formation.

Suddenly, Jiang Chuan felt the light in front of him become even more dazzling. He suddenly looked up and looked into the sky.

In the sun and sky, big stars emerged from the sky.

"What a terrifying Nine-level Divine Fire Array, it can actually activate the power of the stars in the sky." Jiang Chuan took a breath.

After the sun stars appeared, these stars scattered in the sky, and beams of starry light gathered and quickly landed on the nine-level divine fire formation.

The nine-level divine fire formation shook again, and a large amount of divine fire appeared and burned.

The void space is twisted at this moment, with a large number of folds appearing.

"What a terrible divine fire! What a terrible body!"

Each of these divine fires can instantly burn a hill.

But falling on the dry body of the little Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son, only the black fluff was slowly shrinking.

"Old guy, stop refining it, inject mana into the nine-level divine fire formation."

"good!"

The Supreme Elder of the Immortal Feather Holy Land responded, and the vast magic power of the two men surging like oceans surged out.

Suddenly, the momentum of the divine fire soared, and instantly completely covered the little Yin-Yang Sect's Holy Son, making outsiders unable to see the situation inside anymore.

"Roar!" The little Yin-Yang Sect roared like a beast's roar, and the nine-level divine fire formation was shaken, as if it was about to be broken from inside.
Chapter completed!