Under the combined efforts of Lin Xintong and Yi Yun, Zhulong was killed just like that. Fengming, Qiongqi and Sheji were dumbfounded seeing this.
Zhulong was dead!
As the first generation of Blood Moon, Zhulong was in fact one of the upper echelons of Blood Moon. But now, he had just completed a reincarnation. Before his strength and cultivation level had fully recovered, he had been killed by Yi Yun and Lin Xintong.
With Zhulong dead, the remaining Reincarnators were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. There was no way for them to survive.
As Reincarnators, they had great prospects. In their previous lives, they were used to controlling the fates of others. But now, they were like fish on the chopping board.
However, at this moment, Yi Yun ignored Fengming, Sheji and Qiongqi.
The Yin specters' possession was about to be completed. If they dragged this on, more and more Yin specters would be born. These Yin specters would not be able to fully control their new bodies in the beginning, and as they had been in slumber for too long, they would need time to fully recover their consciousness.
"Cut off all the connections between the human warriors and the Yin specters!"
Yi Yun said to the Desolate race warriors behind him.
At this moment, Yi Yun was already a peerless god of war in the hearts of the Desolate race warriors. His and Lin Xintong's combined efforts to kill Zhulong made all the Desolate race members utterly convinced.
With Yi Yun's order, the Desolate race warriors immediately charged forward like a tidal wave. Sheji, Fengming and Qiongqi could only watch helplessly by the side. They were powerless to stop them, nor did they dare to stop them.
Although these Desolate race Skyfox members were not strong, they were enough to deal with the Yin specters that had yet to be revived. They were like a pack of wolves as they charged to the side of the stone pillar, violently tearing the human cultivators off the cocoons.
The human martial artists howled in anguish. Their spiritual seas were withstanding the attacks of the yin ghosts, and they had headaches that felt as if they were going to split apart. Some of them even had Soul Devouring Insects desperately crawling into their ears. Under such pain, they naturally didn't feel good when they were slammed to the ground.
The rescued human warriors looked at the Desolate race warriors who were their enemies. They did not know what to feel.
They never expected that the Blackstone Trials would have such an outcome. Their group of people had nearly been killed by Blood Moon, but they were eventually saved by the Desolate race.
Many people were freed from their pain. They looked at Yi Yun, who was floating high in the sky with the Sun Shooting Nine Deaths Bow in hand, with mixed expressions.
At this moment, Yi Yun held the bow in his left hand and shot continuously!
Streaks of Pure Yang energy arrows pierced through the darkness and shot into the soul cocoon.
Along with a soft sizzling sound that was mixed with the painful wails of the soul, a large number of Yin specters were burned by the pure Yang flames.
"Bang!"
Some of the yin fiends could not withstand it and broke out of the soul cocoon!
This Yin Fiend was like a rolling blue flame, and one could faintly see a human face in pain within the flame.
It charged at Yi Yun without a care for anything else!
The Yin Fiend did not have a physical body and could not use energy, but it still had a final attack, and that was possession.
If the difference in soul force between the victim and the Yin Fiend was too great, then the Yin Fiend could directly seize the body of the martial artist. If the difference was not too great, then if the deadlock continued, then it was possible that both sides would suffer. In the most extreme case, the Yin Fiend would be turned into ashes, and the martial artist would become an idiot.
This Yin Fiend had been in slumber for tens of millions of years. Although it had yet to possess a body, it was already completely awake. It knew that if it did not kill this human, it would all be reduced to ashes.
It also knew that the human in front of it was extremely powerful. With its own strength, it was impossible for it to possess him. Hence, it released its soul power fluctuations, allowing the surrounding Yin Fiends that struggled out of the soul cocoons to attack Yi Yun together with it.
"Wu Wu Wu Wu"
A cold wind howled as thousands of ghosts wailed. Large numbers of Yin Fiends charged out of the soul cocoons and charged at Yi Yun.
Some of these Yin Fiends were like gigantic skulls, while others were like hungry ghosts that crawled out of hell. Some of them had yet to fully regain their consciousness, so they only had the instinct to devour and attack. Under the summoning of the blue Yin Fiend, they charged forward without any fear of death!
If so many Yin Fiends charged into Yi Yun's spiritual sea, then no matter how powerful Yi Yun's soul was, he would not be able to withstand so many spiritual attacks. However, how could Yi Yun give these Yin Fiends a chance to approach him?
With a thought, the Golden Crow behind him roared and spread its wings. Like a sun, it enveloped Yi Yun.
Pure Yang flames were the bane of evil Yin energy. The Yin Fiends that charged forward first were like moths flying into a flame. Their spiritual bodies were burned as they emitted green smoke. "Sou!
Sou! Sou! "
From Yi Yun's surroundings, energy arrows shot out in all directions. They were like the endless golden light emitted by the Sun. Wherever the energy arrows passed, the Yin specters would be penetrated, burning a large charred hole.
Instantly, the entire valley was filled with ghostly wails.
Without being able to use energy, even the ancient Yin Fiends could not approach Yi Yun's body.
As long as they could not approach him, they could not invade Yi Yun's soul sea. Then, all that awaited them was passively being beaten.
However, these ancient Yin Fiends had been in slumber for too long. Their souls had been nourished by the Soul Tomb's evil Yin energy for tens of millions of years, so they were already extremely powerful. Even if they were burned by the pure Yang flames and pierced by the energy arrows, these Yin Fiends did not die. Instead, they condensed once again.
At this moment, with a thought, Yi Yun raised his hand and beckoned.
In a corner of the valley, an inconspicuous Heavenly Blood Union member's body suddenly trembled. A black energy emitted from the top of his head.
This energy contained an evil Yin energy that exceeded even the Yin Fiends as it floated towards Yi Yun.
This was the evil energy that Yi Yun had used the Purple Crystal to control.
Back when the masked man was residing on Shen Tu Nantian's corpse, the evil energy had invaded his soul sea. Unknowingly, the evil energy's energy threads had already spread to every corner of the masked man's soul sea. It was subtly devouring the masked man's soul body.
This extremely strange energy had the effect of devouring soul power.
And what was most surprising was that it was constantly growing.
Now, Yi Yun was controlling this evil energy, which was equivalent to rearing a tiger.
He wanted this energy for himself, but Yi Yun knew very well that in the future, this energy might exceed his control.
However, with the Purple Crystal, Yi Yun was able to tightly control this energy. As long as Yi Yun willed it, he could wipe away the bit of consciousness that the evil energy needed to nurture for a long period of time.
As long as it did not have any consciousness, then this energy was nothing to be afraid of.
Now, when killing these Yin Fiends, Yi Yun released the evil energy. Immediately, this energy was like a wolf that had charged into a flock of sheep. It began crazily devouring the Yin Fiends!
(To be continued.)
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