With a cold look outside the black fog, he was ready to welcome the raid of Prison Yang, but it was beyond his expectations.

On the bank of the river, Yang Yu lightly pressed his waist knife, but there was no intention of storming.

"Is the eighth generation one?"

Yu Yang lowered his eyes and pressed the knife.

According to the cold moon scattered people, or Wang Muzhi said, the fortune of heaven and earth in the next three hundred years will be between the white mountains and black waters.

The old demon of Black Mountain will stand on the top of the world for more than three hundred years, and even the old woman who loves to die at her hands...

He did not believe the words of the two, but he had a deep understanding of fate and knew better than anyone else, and he was more certain than destined.

Buzz ~

It seemed like a long time, but in fact it was only two moments. The dispersed black fog returned from the current and disappeared invisible in an instant.

There was no black smoke in place, nor was there the body of the eighth-generation old demon.

Instead, a young Taoist wearing black and white Taoist robes.

This Taoist has a pair of extremely special eyes, which are so dark that there is no white of eyes. In addition, the whole face is as smooth as a mirror, without any mouth, nose and ears!

The viscous dark light flowed around him like water waves. It was so strong that it turned into substance, martial arts will!

"He, he..."

Those who dare to watch the battle at this moment are not ordinary people. Some people can see the old demon's current state clearly and can't help but feel scared.

The middle-aged man with his hair under the city wall couldn't help but his eyelids trembled. The moment he saw this man, he smelled extremely strong malice!

This is not like a person, but more like a legendary monster!

“Huh?”

Yang Yu's expression was always calm, but at this moment he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Even with his current practice, he will never underestimate the old demon of Black Mountain.

However, Yang Ni's eight encounters with him in the Mirage Realm were surging in his heart. Until this moment, he had no trouble in this battle.

But at this moment, I was a little surprised.

The eight generations are united, and it also happened in the Mirage Realm. Yang Ni, with the overwhelming army of living dead, overturned the entire Seven Killing Mountain, forcing the old demon to fight to the death.

However, the old monster who was united at that time was a deformed monster with half of all limbs...

"It is hard to be as satisfactory as the world's things. You may be my disaster..."

The familiar tone seemed to be mixed with sounds, and the strange tone made anyone feel creepy when they heard it.

"Variety? It seems that you are not deliberately doing this, but that you have not yet reached your home in your practice?"

Comparing what he saw and heard in the Mirage Realm, Yang Yu instantly thought of the "Seven-Organ Stone Monkey" in his acupoints.

Isn’t the old monster at this moment very much like a stone monkey that has not yet given birth to a crotch?

"This old monster actually wants to recast his body with eighth generations of practice?!"

In the Huai Wood Token, the Taoist Zhenyan was shocked.

Even now that Dao Fruit has been born one after another, why do many ten capital lords still have to practice martial saints at the same time, and for this reason they are willing to stay for dozens or hundreds of years before breaking the realm?

It is precisely because after being promoted to Martial Saint, I have risen with my own feet!

This old monster...

"How can you be perfect after three hundred years of practice..."

The new-born old demon stretched out his palm and felt the slightest changes around him, as if blood-colored tears flowed down.

The old demon shed tears!

Seeing this scene, not to mention the crowd watching the game, even Yang Yu couldn't help but hop off.

Not to mention the Martial Saint, the Grand Master, even if he is a quasi-grand master who has never melted all the classics, his control over himself has long been in vain.

Even if the pain and fear are so great, I feel that I cry less...

Not to mention the top martial arts figures like the Black Mountain Old Demon!

"Not good, not good..."

The people watching the battle along the river felt creepy, but the middle-aged man with hair in the corner of the city wall had already turned around and retreated to the city.

It seemed as if he was alone and dared not stay outside the city any longer...

"Yang Yu, you ruined my path, and the path that I only opened in the eighth generation has been interrupted by you..."

Looking at Yang Yu, the old demon's voice was extremely calm:

"I will scatter all the people in this world, including you, and scatter your souls!!!"

The cold, calm, but more bone-bone than the mid-winter outside the Great Wall, has arrived. The terrifying power has aroused a large area of ​​Black River water soaring into the sky!

There is no hysteria, but such calmness is more violent and terrifying than any roar.

At this moment, a burst of hatred for the heavens, the earth, and everything, in the thoughts of everyone who heard this,

Hate that changes the world, the sea has been destroyed, and the universe is indelible!

"ah!"

Someone roared, but was actually controlled by the hatred, and rushed towards Yang Yu in an extremely crazy way!

One, ten...

Before the old demon could finish his words, on both sides of the river, no matter how enemies and friends, or how well they were in cultivation, all the people rushed towards Yang Yu!

If you hate to the extreme, you will not be afraid and angry even if you collapse!

Even the Taoist Zhenyan in the Huai Wood Token was in a moment of trance, as if he was about to be intimidated by his will!

"It's a pity that you don't have that chance!"

At this time, the same calm voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder, and the huge impact instantly dispelled the hatred in his heart.

"Today, you will die!"

The group of people who were rushing to death suddenly woke up, sweating profusely, and even dared not watch the battle, fleeing wildly to the distance.

Only a few people fell to the ground, concentrating themselves against the impact of two substantial terrifying wills.

Buzz ~

The three-color light mixed with red and gold and lightning rays surged out from the middle of the eyebrows like water waves and flowed to Yang Yu's whole body.

Zhang Xuanba has long deduced the foundation of the Martial Saint’s ultimate top and leading to the realm of human and immortality, but it is limited by the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, and has not really entered it.

The unity of spirit and flesh is the first step towards human beings and immortals.

Buzz ~

The flowing light lingers, like wearing armor.

This feeling is very wonderful, like a talisman and a blessing from Taoism, but it is far more intuitive and flexible than the previous two.

In an instant, Yang Yu had already noticed a huge change.

This change is not inside, but outside!

His power was expanding violently, but his body seemed to be getting lighter and lighter, as if he could fly into the sky with force.

The constraints of the environment on oneself, after the will is imposed, it has dropped to a point where he seems to be unable to detect it even if he is not focused!

This feeling is very wonderful, just...

"The spirit and flesh are one..."

Even though he had only one pair of eyes, the old demon's expression was changing violently at this moment, as if he was shocked and as if he was alert.

But it turned into a sneer:

"Even if Zhang Xuanba was united, he could only last for a while. How long can you last?!"

He slowly raised his eyes and glanced at the old monster with a changeable expression. Yang Yu took a step forward.

"Eighteen breaths..."

It was just a sudden moment, and he stepped across the land in one step, and the speed was as fast as the legendary shrinking ground into an inch.

However, at such a fast speed, he did not stir up any airflow at all, and there was no rapid explosion of air.

But his voice was clearly captured by everyone!

His speed exceeded his voice, but the sound seemed to exceed his speed!

Those who subvert common sense are supernatural powers, and warriors who combine spirit and flesh are infinitely close to legends!

Huh ~

In one breath, Yang Yu had no reservations anymore. With the flash of blazing lightning, the two-edged knife that had been shaking around his waist for a long time.

Completely unsheathed!
Chapter completed!