This voice, as if passing through the illusion and the long river of history, contained a strong sense of chilling in its indifference, and an indescribable silence in its majesty, and it resounded in Monk Mingxin's ears like that.
At this moment, it was like a lone wolf full of murderous intent appeared in the desert, roaring in a low voice.
The speed of Monk Mingxin's shots stopped instantly.
On his forehead, there was cold sweat.
Just from this voice, he noticed many things.
The comer is very strong, perhaps unimaginably strong.
In just eight words, there is a monstrous demon aura. This is a high-level demon emperor!
Whether there are six changes in life or death, or seven changes, Monk Mingxin can't say for sure.
In short, he felt that the pressure was overwhelming, and he had completely surrounded himself.
At the same time, Ye Chen also felt this way.
Ye Chen suddenly raised his head, looking at the distant sky.
From the vast darkness, a clearly visible fiery red figure walked slowly. Every step he stepped on the void could form a huge sound wave, like a giant hammer hitting everyone's hearts deeply.
The three people's eyes were filled with unimaginable shock.
Even the rebellious ancient demon species, facing the dark night and the fiery red figure, lowered its proud head, threw its body to the ground, and panted heavily.
Finally, the fiery red figure walked out of the night.
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly.
This is a tall and strong monster, his appearance is no different from that of a human cultivator. There are two curved horns hidden in his red hair, and there is a flame burning above him. Unable to bear the burning of this power, it began to twist crazily.
The moment he stepped out of the darkness, monstrous demonic aura bloomed from him, as vast as an ocean.
The three of them thumped in their hearts, and at the same time they sensed that something was wrong.
In such a place, why would there be such a powerful monster clan?
If it is said that just releasing the ancient demon species, it will not induce the existence of this level to appear, right?
This is a demon emperor who has achieved the seven transformations of life and death!
"The three holy places of the Yaozu, the Holy Son of the Wanyaomen."
Monk Mingxin spoke slowly, every word.
He clenched the Demon Subduing Pestle tightly with one hand, and the Buddhist bead bracelet with the other, with stubborn and angry eyes.
"Myriad Demon Sect, Holy Son?"
After Ye Chen heard this, his mind sank.
Like the four super masters, the three holy places of the Yaozu also have their own sons, whose status is equivalent to the existence of the young masters.
In terms of status, this holy son of Wanyao Sect is equal to Monk Mingxin.
But in fact, since Monk Mingxin didn't have enough time to practice, his realm naturally couldn't be compared with the son of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.
It's just, why is the Son of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect so arrogant?
Alone, with great fanfare, he came to the territory governed by human cultivators to run wild.
Are you not afraid that the four super masters will lock him up by deducing secrets, and send people to kill him?
Ordinary small-scale monster clans are not enough to attract four super big clans to make a move.
It is different for the monster clan at the level of the Holy Child.
With such an identity, no matter which super master, they would all wish to be able to come forward and kill it!
It's very simple, the young suzerains of the super big sect of the human race also dare not go to the West with great fanfare. With their noble status and terrifying talents, once they come to the door, the Yaozu will never let go of such a great opportunity!
"Let me introduce myself, I am the Holy Son of the Wan Yao Sect."
The red-haired monster youth grinned, and the demonic aura around him became more and more intense, as if showing strength, "My name is Gusu Tutian, and my greatest hobby in life is to torture and kill you human cultivators."
The faces of the three of them suddenly became darker.
Gusu Tutian!
This name has left many records in the history books of the human race.
Over the past few hundred years, there have been several small-scale battles between the Yaozu and the human Tianjiao. The most famous one was fifty years ago, near the West Land. The two sides were equal in strength. I thought it would be a fierce battle. In the war, the Tianjiao of the human race was completely defeated in the fight, and could not even do a decent resistance.
Participating in this battle, there is Su Jinnan, the young master of Yinyangmen, and several other super-big arrogances.
And the leader of the monster clan is Gusu Tutian!
Since then, the words Gusu Tutian, was recorded in the major annals of history.
All the great Confucians commented on this. If this son is not eliminated, he will definitely become a super monster in the future who will cause chaos in the world!
In the blink of an eye, fifty years have passed.
Gusu Tutian once again set foot on the territory controlled by human cultivators, and with such an arrogant posture, as if he was in the world, it is no wonder that the psychological pressure of the three suddenly increased.
What proof does he have?
Gusu Tutian glanced over the three of them, and a playful smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth.
In his eyes, even monk Mingxin could not attract much attention from him.
The gap between realm and strength meant that Monk Mingxin would never be his opponent.
As for Ye Chen, Gusu Tutian has naturally heard of Ye Chen, who has been famous all over Zhongzhou in recent years.
"Those three demon emperors obeyed my order, so they came to Beizhou to release the ancient demon species. Although they are very weak, I don't care about their life or death, but after all, they are my dogs It still depends on the owner to beat a dog, you have to pay some price for killing all my dogs, right?"
Gusu Tutian raised the corner of his mouth, showing a wild and wanton smile.
At this moment, the sense of oppression he brought was extremely huge.
It's like an awe-inspiring mountain, erected in front of you, with an uncontrollable fear.
"Brother Ye, this guy is too strong. Even if you and I try our best, we can't be an opponent. Later, the little monk will entangle him with Buddhism. You take Jing Zhongyue and run first, and the little monk will try to help you delay the time."
Monk Mingxin sent a voice transmission to Ye Chen, he was very calm on the surface without any waves.
"Are you Buddhists all so self-sacrificing?"
Ye Chen chuckled, facing such an existence, the pressure is indeed great.
However, letting Monk Mingxin delay the other party and run away by himself, Ye Chen couldn't do this kind of thing.
"Sister, if you don't think about it, I'm really going to be cold."
With his consciousness, he frantically communicated with the mysterious woman in the cauldron.
However, no response was received.
"After three breaths, the little monk will attack with all his strength, you take Jing Zhongyue with you, hurry up and escape!"
Regardless of what Ye Chen thought, Monk Mingxin passed the sound transmission again.
And the eyes became more and more determined.
In his hands, the Buddha bead bracelet and the subduing magic pestle began to shimmer with golden light.
The golden light is very warm, shining brightly in the dark night, illuminating everything.
"How about this, I will give you a chance to commit suicide, save me from taking action, and you can also choose the way you like to die, just treat it as my Gusu Tutian, the last dignity left for you."
Gusu Tutian stood with his hands behind his back, smiling wantonly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com