Against the Gods

The moment the Guangming Xuanguang shines, Yan Wanji's body is out of balance, and the profound energy that is about to be released is directly collapsed, and the whole person falls to the ground fiercely, his limbs dance wildly, and he utters a hoarse cry of pain from his mouth.

Yan Wanghun and Yan Wangui also fell to the ground. They screamed in pain, rolling and crawling, like jackals thrown into a boiling oil pan, wanting to escape like crazy.

And Yan Wanji's full-strength blow, which was only a moment away from an explosion, collapsed, and he undoubtedly suffered a major backlash. His breath was violent and his holy body was added. He was like a desperate beast whose limbs were broken, and he was extremely frantic and desperate on the ground. Rolling and struggling.

With the help of the light, one can clearly see that the skin and flesh on San Yanzu's body is rapidly festering and disappearing, just like the leather being burned layer by layer, and the white bones are exposed after a while... After that, the exposed bones also began to emerge. Plumes of white smoke came out.

"As expected."

Yun Che ignored Yan Wanghun and Yan Wangui who were fleeing frantically, but walked towards Yan Wanchai with a bright and mysterious light all over his body: "Your life and soul are completely maintained by the dark profound power here, so once you touch Touching the profound power of light, life and soul will be burned, it must be very painful."

Light profound strength and dark profound strength restrain each other, but a person with dark profound strength will never be forced to such a degree by pure bright profound light.

But the three ancestors of Yan Mo are different.

Because for more than 800,000 years, their lives and souls have been maintained by the dark yin attached to this place, and their bones, flesh, and blood have long been assimilated by the dark yin here, becoming a completely dark existence .

When they turn into pure dark beings, then light is the most terrifying and untouchable existence in the world to them.

On weekdays, the third Yan Mo ancestor is not completely unable to leave the sea of ​​eternal dark bones. Back then Chi Wuyao had said that they could leave for half an hour at most at a time.

But they almost never step out. Because even the thin natural light outside will make them feel pain and discomfort.

And the light on Yun Che's body is the sacred profound light released by the only light profound force in the world! When it fell into the body of San Yanzu, it was like a thousand blades piercing the body, a thousand needles piercing the soul...

No, the devouring of life and soul is a completely different concept from the destruction of the body. There may be no words to describe that kind of pain, and no will can resist it.

Hong'er woke up, You'er fell into a deep sleep, the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword in his hand turned into the Heaven Smiting Demon Slayer Sword, the sacred light spread from Yun Che's body to the sword,

A sword stabbed at Yan Wanqi.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——"

Yan Wanchai's body was too strong, Yun Che's random sword naturally couldn't pierce him, only the tip of the sword, but the power of killing demons combined with the light and profound light brought Yan Wanchai's ten thousand evil spirits howling in unison Crying is even more miserable and screaming countless times.

The extreme pain brought out desperate ferocity, Yan Wanji turned around and slammed his claws on Yun Che's chest.

At this time, Yan Wanji's body and soul were soaked in the lava of purgatory. Under the suppression of light and the pain beyond the limit of will, his convulsed arm only blasted out less than 10% of its strength, but still pushed Yun Che Shock far away.

Yun Che's body retreated violently, but then turned back like thunder, and used the fourth sword of Sirius "Instant Prison Tribulation" with his light profound strength, and suddenly stabbed at Yan Wanqi who was paralyzed again.

Crack!

This sword shattered the space, destroyed the dead, pierced through Yan Wanqi's right chest, pierced out from the left back, and pierced Yan Zu's body with the sword.

"Hiss, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

The explosion of light profound energy in his body is undoubtedly equivalent to exploding a living hell in his body. Yan Wanji's throat was torn apart with that scream. The profound energy on his body erupted wildly.

Boom! !

The screams and explosions overlapped, and Yun Che was thrown hundreds of feet into the air, but Jie Tian Slayer Sword still penetrated Yan Wanqi's body, and the flesh and bones around the sword body were quickly destroyed, and a piece of blood was devoured on his body. A growing void.

Amidst the tragic cry, Yan Wanji punched his heart, and violently shook out the Heaven Jietian and Demon Slayer Sword, but Yun Che's figure suddenly flew up at this moment, sucking the Heaven Jietian and Demon Slayer Sword into his hand, and with the same " "Instant Prison Tribulation" stabbed down.

This time, from the left chest to the right back, there was another hole pierced by the power of light in Yan Wanqi's body.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!"

Yan Wanji's cry was so shrill that even the cruelest people couldn't bear to hear it. All the pain he suffered after living for more than 800,000 people was not as good as this moment.

The profound energy in his body was disorganized and released in an extremely chaotic manner, but he couldn't suppress the light, let alone shake Yun Che away, and finally...

boom! !

He knelt heavily on both knees, and his remaining rationality made him scream with blood: "Old ghost... save... me... save me!"

His desperate roar was immediately effective, and Yan Wanghun and Yan Wangui, who had already fled far away, suddenly appeared in an instant, and the hands of Yan Wangui, who were concentrated with all their strength, grabbed Yun Che's head from a long distance away.

Yun Che showed a cruel smile, and Jietian Slayer Sword suddenly pulled out from Yan Wanqi's body, his body turned suddenly, and the sword swept across, quickly spreading out a huge sword formation.

The Sixth Sword of Sirius——Blood Moon and Immortal Execution Sword!

This Jade Immortal Sword Formation, which he usually needs to spend a huge amount of profound energy to perform, only took a few moments so short that even Caizhi could realize it in this dark world.

The sword array erupted, and countless bright sword shadows appeared in the dark world like a full moon, and the sacred profound light released by these sword shadows alone was a thousand times stronger than Yun Che's previous release.

What was brought to San Yanzu was undoubtedly a purgatory thousands of times higher.

Chi———

If there are countless clusters of flames burning on San Yanzu's body, their flesh and bones will quickly disappear, and their bones will quickly ashes, but the real purgatory has just begun...

Following the tilt of Yun Che's sword body, the sky filled with bright sword light pierced down like a torrential rain.

Although the Zhuxian Sword Formation is powerful, it is absolutely impossible to suppress San Yanzu. They can resist or avoid it.

But under the ruthless devouring of the light, it is completely different.

When their lives and wills were swallowed up by the extreme pain, they could no longer fully control their bodies and strength, and the bright sword lights rained down, mercilessly cutting and piercing their bodies, leaving trails that continued to devour their lives And the bright imprint of the soul.

San Yanzu wanted to resist and escape, but they could only twist and writhe like larvae with broken limbs and eyes, their screams became more miserable and more desperate.

They have played with countless opponents and prey in their lives, but even the poorest ones are not as miserable as they are at this moment... perhaps, not even one in a million.

Under the devouring light, Yan Wanqi's hands and feet have disappeared, and only half of the leg bones are exposed on the two legs, which are still gradually graying under the light.

Yan Wanghun and Yan Wangui were not much better than him. Their ten fingers melted quickly in the light, at least 70% of their skin and flesh disappeared, and their heads were basically no different from skeletons.

Even so, their screams still resounded throughout the sea of ​​eternal dark bones.

It is conceivable what kind of inhuman pain they endured.

Standing in the center of the sword array, Yun Che's face was indifferent, with a faint smile on his lips... It was incompatible with the horrific scenes and sounds around him.

The Zhuxian sword formation continues, as long as he wants, it can be endless.

The dark yin energy from the sea of ​​eternal darkness continued to pour into his body, and through his profound veins, it turned into completely contradictory light profound energy.

While merging the darkness, releasing the light at the same time—this scene, even if the ancient creation gods and devil emperors were reborn, their jaws would drop in shock.

Watching San Yanzu's body gradually disappear in the bright sword light, Yun Che suddenly withdrew his sword.

Immediately, the sword glow all over the sky and the bright and mysterious light on his body disappeared, and the surrounding world fell into the initial darkness for a moment.

Because if it continues, these three Yan Zus will be completely dissolved in the light,

How could he be willing to let them die!

The light disappeared, and San Yanzu's long-lasting screams finally disappeared. Their remnants lay on the ground, and all parts of their bodies were twitching frantically.

The majestic third ancestor of Yan Mojie, who even the first god emperor of the Northern Territory respectfully calls his ancestor, is as if he has just been rounded tens of thousands of times by countless beasts, wriggling on the ground like a dying larva , unspeakably miserable and desolate.

The darkness rolled back and began to quickly repair their bodies, lives and souls that had been swallowed by the light,

Flesh, bones, and limbs are all recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although they are far less abnormal than Yun Che, they are definitely enough to shock the world.

With 70% to 80% recovery of physical and mental strength, Yan Wanji was the first to turn over and stand up. But his body and soul were still trembling violently, and the bright hell he experienced just now was enough to become a nightmare that he could never erase in his entire life.

"You...you...what the hell are you..." He pointed at Yun Che, his feet retreated unconsciously, his old eyes were full of fear.

On the other side, Yan Wanghun and Yan Wangui also stood up. They looked at Yun Che, not as if they were looking at a "little ghost", but as if they were looking at a real cruel demon.

"It seems that he has almost recovered." Yun Che laughed lowly, and suddenly a bright profound light shone on his body again.

The resurgence of the holy light, for San Yanzu, undoubtedly means that the hell that just escaped is coming again. The completely hoarse and distorted screams resounded with the pain of life and soul being devoured.

This time, they couldn't care less about anything else, they desperately released all the power they could move, and frantically fled in three different directions.

Want to escape? Yun Che smiled mockingly, without looking at San Yanzu, the black light in his eyes flickered slightly.

Immediately, the dark yin energy in the surroundings quickly mobilized. San Yanzu hadn't escaped from the area shrouded in light, but was slammed back by the oncoming dark waves, and directly hit Yun Che's feet... which is also the core of light.

The cry became several times more violent in an instant. However, even if they rolled to Yun Che's feet, their broken wills could not give birth to the slightest thought of taking the opportunity to counterattack, and they still tried their best to escape, wanting to escape from this too cruel light purgatory at all costs.

But every time they were about to escape, they would be forcibly drawn back by an irresistible dark storm. Several times in a row, they still failed to escape from the light hell even for an instant, and most of their flesh and blood had been eaten away again. Hands and feet are quickly disappearing.

The pain of being annihilated one by one is the hell within hell.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

They finally started begging for mercy, begging for mercy with all their last remaining willpower.

Perhaps, in their nearly million years of life, they never thought that they would have such a humble and begging moment.

"Oh?" Yun Che turned his eyes slowly, and smiled faintly, but the bright and mysterious light on his body did not withdraw: "So, you finally know who your master is?"

"We are willing... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Instead of enduring such pain, he would rather die.

But in this sea of ​​eternal darkness, even his suicide is an extravagant hope.

"We are willing... to recognize you as master!" The other two Yanzus also screamed desperately.

"Very good." With Yun Che's arms retracted, the light disappeared.

The screams gradually stopped, and San Yanzu lay paralyzed on the ground, panting violently. Every drop of blood and every pore in his body was shaking and convulsing, and a large cloud of turbid liquid was spreading under his body.

Yun Che swept his gaze, and walked towards Yan Wanchai, the head of the three Yama ancestors. He stood in front of Yan Wanchai's head, looked down at his extremely miserable appearance, and then slowly stretched out his hand to grab his head.

"You... what are you going to do?" Yan Wanqi said in a weak voice.

"Of course I gave you the seal of slavery." Yun Che squinted and said, "Could it be that you three old ghosts think that I will believe the surrender you say? Heh... you, you don't want to resist, do you?"

The word "slave seal" made San Yanzu's whole body stiffen suddenly.

They Yan Mo San Yan Zu... were enslaved! ?

What a shame, what a joke!

How could they accept it! ?

Yan Wanji trembled all over, suddenly his body exploded, and he went straight to Yun Che, intending to tear him to pieces with his claws and the little strength he barely recovered.

But what greeted him was the bright and mysterious light shining again.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh..."

As if being slapped down from the air by an invisible hand, Yan Wanji rolled over in pain on the ground, and the funeral song of hell composed of San Yanzu's desperate screams sang again in this endless dark space.

Yun Che straightened up, with a smile on his face: "Very good, the time has come to prove your Yan Zu's dignity. You must persevere a little longer, I am not in a hurry at all."

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