King Wei Ling, who had transformed into a tall demonic shadow, stood in the depths of the clouds, looking down at the tiny Yu Yuan on the ground with his deep, dark eyes.
The other King Wei Ling, surrounded by several female demons, was waving his hand indifferently.
Every time he waved his hand, a black flame would penetrate the soul trap set by the female demons, making their mind spells ineffective.
It was only one of King Wei Ling's doppelgangers that attacked Yu Yuan.
The Devil Spear, burning with black flames, changed again as the light in his eyes changed.
Three strong demonic wolves, also burning with black flames, approached at the same time, as if they were made of three parts of the Devil Spear.
Crack!
The space above Yu Yuan's head, in front of him, and behind him shattered like a mirror.
The three devilish wolves crawled out at the same time. Their sizes, postures, and biting attacks were all fixed on Yu Yuan's chest, back, and head.
Yu Yuan, who was holding the Dragon-slaying Platform, which was mainly used to bury the Dragon of Time and Space, suddenly opened his eyes.
He calmly raised the grayish-white Dragon-slaying Platform.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
Three invisible "time and space portals" opened above his head, chest, and back, giving off a desolate, dark, and cold feeling.
Then, the three ferocious demonic wolves disappeared into thin air.
They seemed to be slowly devoured.
In the void, King Wei Ling let out a muffled groan and quickly formed an ancient demonic seal with his hands. He took three drops of Blood Essence from the other King Wei Ling and put them into the ancient demonic seal that contained the location and return. Then, he said in the demonic language of the past, present, and future, "Come back."
Clusters of black flames flashed around Yu Yuan one after another like pitch-black eyes, as if they had finally found their way home after thousands of years.
The black flames gathered again, wriggling like living flesh, and turned into the Devil Spear that seemed to be made of flesh and blood.
The message that the soul of the Devil Spear sent to King Wei Ling was full of the feeling of reunion after a long separation.
The two Lords of Wei Ling seemed to be in a daze. They looked at Yu Yuan from different directions, their eyes full of heaviness and shock.
Five seconds later, the soul of the demonic spear told him that it had been drifting in an unknown land without any living beings or energy for hundreds of years.
"A hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye."
The Devil's Palace glanced once more at the Dragon Beheading Platform that Yu Yuan was holding in his hand. Then, the Freedom realm great cultivator gradually fell silent.
The miraculous power that came from the Dragon Beheading Platform caused space-time to become chaotic, and cast a shadow over his heart.
He immediately decided that the heavy responsibility of dealing with Yu Yuan should be given to someone else.
Suddenly, screams of near death could be heard.
King Wei Ling glanced around, and saw that many disciples of the Heavenly Evil Sect and Voodoo had died while trying to kill Shi Yuxuan, Qin Yun, Qi Yunhong, and Wen Lu.
A shabby, ancient cyan armor that seemed to be wrapped in many cyan evil eyes and surrounded by black soul energy covered a Soul Wander Realm expert.
When the cyan armor left, the expert from the Heavenly Evil Sect died.
A yellow lamp, fueled by black soul energy and emitting dusk flames, fell on the head of a disciple of the Voodoo Sect.
It only stayed for a moment. When the yellow lamp left, the disciple's soul was burned out.
An old woman wrapped in black clothes, whose black clothes made people feel like their souls were sinking in. Her face couldn't be seen, but she kept sobbing.
The three cultivators of the Juling School covered their ears, bleeding from their seven orifices, and slowly died.
The silver chains shuttled between the disciples of the Ghost Talisman Sect. When the chains left, the experts of the Ghost Talisman Sect suddenly clasped their necks.
Slowly, they strangled themselves to death.
King Wei Ling looked into the distance again.
Hundreds of Fiendish Demons formed a strange vortex and swallowed a Yang Soul Realm expert of the Devil's Palace. That expert's Yang Soul and Yin Soul tried to break free.
However, when it left his flesh, it exploded in the vortex and was eaten by the Fiendish Demons one after another.
Similar formations formed by the Fiendish Demons were killing other cultivators of the Primordial Yang Sect, the Spirit Void Sect, and the Devil's Palace in different places.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
All the dragons of the Dragon Race were crashing into the nine palaces.
The Nine Heavens God Gate couldn't work anymore. Cao Jiaze, who had been sitting in a palace, had stood up and looked at the dragons running around in the palace with a serious face.
Cao Jiaze also had a headache and seemed to be thinking about how to solve the problem.
Xuantianzong was the main force of the attack. The formation formed by the nine Heavenly Palace Seals had been invincible and killed Kuero, the leader of the alien races, who had a level-nine bloodline.
But now, not only was the "Nine Heavens Divine Tower" unable to display its power, Cao Jiaze, Cao Yi, and Jia Guanghong, the three great cultivators of the Carefree Realm, as well as many people from the Mysterious Sky Sect, were also implicated by the giant dragon.
On the other side, because of Zhongli Da's arrival and the battle with the Ancient God of Golden Elephant, the three Demon Gods were able to escape.
King Wei Ling looked at the other battlefields.
He saw that almost all the cultivators of the five supreme forces and their allies who had rushed into the forbidden land didn't have the upper hand.
More and more non-humankind warriors died, and more and more human beings and demons died as well.
In this battle, neither side had the upper hand. In the end, there was a high probability that both sides would suffer.
"It's all because of Yu Yuan!"
A thought suddenly came to his mind.
He fixed his eyes on the figure sitting on the silver ground again. He felt that Yu Yuan was so strange at this moment, as if he had never really known him.
"I feel the same way."
The man in white from the Red Devil School stopped in front of King Wei Ling. Zhou Cangmin shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "I heard that you've met Honch."
Looking at the Demon Seed of the Red Devil School who had made great contributions in the outer space, King Wei Ling said, "I did meet him in the early years, but I'm not familiar with him."
"I haven't met Honch, but I'm familiar with Yu Yuan." Touching his chin, Zhou Cangmin looked at the evening sky and said, "Gradually, everyone's eyes will turn red from the killing. Fewer and fewer people are still sane and sober. "
King Wei Ling frowned. "What are you trying to say?"
"Tell the one in the Devil's Palace that if this battle continues, both sides will suffer heavy casualties." As Zhou Cangmin said these words, he pointed at the huge, dark pit where the realm passage was. "Do you feel that the unstable passage that connects to the outer space is quickly recovering?"
King Wei Ling's Demon Shadow trembled slightly as he repeated, "What are you trying to say?"
Zhou Cangmin's expression was solemn. "Death. A large amount of death will repair the passageway that connects to the Fiend Abyss of Calamity.
"Do you think that when the realm passage opens, those 'guests' from the outer space will be able to leave?" King Wei Ling asked in shock.
"No, no," Zhou Cangmin said, shaking his head. "I'm not afraid that they'll take the opportunity to escape."
At this point, he paused for a moment. "Many of them who came from outer space have already died here. If our goal is to prevent new trade fairs from taking place in Haoran, I think we've achieved our goal. "
"Now that they've returned to the Devil's Abyss of Calamity and the starry river, they won't dare to set foot in this place again."
Zhou Cangmin said with certainty.
"Then what are you worried about?" King Wei Ling frowned.
"I'm worried that something new will take the opportunity to enter this place," Zhou Cangmin said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing these words, King Wei Ling's expression finally changed.
PUFF!
The Ash Wolf King was attacking a palace in a frenzy. Its gigantic head exploded, and a two-faced Evil Divinity Statue flew out.
The level-nine Ash Wolf King lay in a pool of its own silver blood. The pool of blood sparkled like the essence of the moon.
After leaving the Pale Wolf King's body, one of the two blurred sides of the Evil Divinity statue became clear again.
It was the side that seemed to be emitting a light that comforted souls.
The dragons and Xuantianzong experts who were closest to the Evil Divinity statue suddenly calmed down, and the power of their deadly spiritual incantations and Dao incantations weakened.
The dragons and Xuantianzong experts stared blankly at the Evil Divinity statue.
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