Chapter 186: Ming canonical sentence (1/2)

At the forefront of the team are twenty cultivators wearing crystal armors, with strength at least above the base-building period. After the crystal armors are increased, it seems like twenty torches that burn through the sky, all the time. With a powerful wave of spiritual power.

The spiritual roots of these low-level cultivators, Li Yao, all felt extremely strong pressure, and the pores were instantly locked, and even a strand of spiritual silk was not dared to be released.

Such a strong killing intent was not deliberately done by others, but after the **** battle with the monster beast in the dark underground, the soul naturally enveloped a layer of evil aura.

If you have experienced hundreds of battles and killed more than 10,000, the evil spirit can even be condensed and formed, and it can be used to kill on the battlefield, which is a hundred times more sharp than the spiritual energy.

Although the crystal armors on these cultivators were incomplete and stained with blood stains, most of the joints and delicate runes were corroded.

In Li Yao's eyes, he was still envious and jealous, wishing to run over to pick up a suit and put it on himself.

Twenty crystal armor cultivators swaggered and walked past imposingly. Behind them were dozens of large vehicles, with a demon spirit soaring to the sky, and viscous liquid dripped from the gaps, which were filled with demon beast corpses.

This is only the first batch, and there are still a large number of corpses of monster beasts underground, and they must be dealt with as soon as possible, otherwise the outbreak of the plague is not a joke.

After the convoy carrying the corpses of the monster beast passed by, it was the spar chariot dragging the large iron cages. Each iron cage was densely engraved with hundreds of amulets, and the base was also inlaid with countless spars. Ringing, wandering between the iron railings.

Inside the iron cage were powerful monsters that were anxious and uneasy. They found themselves being watched by humans. They jumped into thunder, jumping up and down, struggling desperately.

But every time they touch the iron cage, they will provoke a flash of lightning. The electricity makes them grin, their scales stand up, and the air is full of a faint burnt smell.

”These are all demon generals, this time a total of 19 demon generals have been captured. It is not easy!”

Zhao Tianchong said with a smile.

Li Yao looked intently and found that the demon generals trapped in the iron cage, unlike the low-level demon beasts at the first level of the demon soldiers, mostly showed some characteristics similar to human beings.

Especially in their eyes, they can clearly see panic, anger, hatred, and sharp killing intent.

Some of these particularly fierce demon generals, even if they were repeatedly struck by lightning, cleaving deep bone wounds, they did not care, still staring at the cultivators and soldiers around them.

As if to tear all human beings to pieces with a fierce look.

”Even such a fierce monster can be captured. The intensity of this underground battle is really unimaginable!”

Li Yao exclaimed and couldn't help but feel a trace of shame.

Just after reading the posts on the forum, he was still triumphant. He felt that he could kill a badly wounded low-level demon commander, which was already quite powerful.

Only at this moment did he realize how big the gap was between himself and the real master.

If he were allowed to go deep into the battlefield underground, he would be crushed into flesh if he couldn't survive for an hour.

”Still not strong enough!”

”Now I am just a little bit famous in the Great Desolate War Yard, and what people are optimistic about is only my potential.”

”In the vast world of comprehension, I'm still an insignificant little character, and I don't even have the qualifications to participate in underground wars.”

”To become stronger, I must become stronger as soon as possible. At least I must enter the foundation building stage younger than Ding Lingdang and Senior Brother Peng before I am qualified to participate in the real world battle of cultivation!”

Li Yao thought silently, Lu Tieshan suddenly pushed him:

”The Demon King is here!”

Li Yao lifted his spirits, stood on tiptoes, craned his neck, and looked into the distance.

Before I saw the Demon King, his sight was first taken away by an ugly man with a garlic nose, who looked like a poodle.

This person did not wear a crystal armor, only a loose linen robe, and his hands were tucked in his wide sleeves.

The whole person does not show the mountains or dew water, but faintly exudes an aura that is stronger than the crystal armor monk.

Especially in his caged sleeves, there seemed to be a terrifying weapon hidden in it. Even if Li Yao was hundreds of meters away from him, he could feel the dangerous aura emanating from that weapon.

”A war knife?”

Judging from the faint outline on the outside of the sleeve, this person uses a sword-like magic weapon.

Li Yao was studying the battle sword recently, his eyes involuntarily focused on this person's sleeve, and he was attracted by the hidden peerless sword.

His eyes condensed for only three seconds, and Li Yao suddenly felt his scalp explode, as if an invisible war knife shot out from the man's sleeve, slashed with a single knife, unstoppable, and hit his throat!

”what!”

Li Yao couldn't help groaning, staggering, taking two steps backwards, almost falling from the spar chariot.

Covering his throat with his hands, cold sweat oozing out of his forehead, and the faint pain in his throat was so real that Li Yao got goose bumps, as if he had died once before! ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Zhao Tianchong and Lu Tieshan glanced at him very strangely, not understanding why Li Yao suddenly felt soft.

Hundreds of meters away, the garlic-nosed man sensed Li Yao's strangeness, and glanced at him lightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

”This person is Long Wenhui, the deputy leader of the Hundred War Sword League, a famous monster hunter in the Great Wilderness, a strong man in the alchemy phase, and one of the peak forces of the battle of Qingze City. The Demon King was captured by him! ”

Zhao Tianchong introduced.

”It turns out to be a strong pill formation, no wonder the strength is so tyrannical, just spying on him, it's like being cut by a knife, and I can't resist it at all!”

Li Yao had lingering fears. He had long known that he was a strong pill formation. How could he dare to spy on others' weapons?

Taking a deep breath, terrified, Li Yao narrowed his eyes and looked behind Long Wenhui.

The two spar chariots behind Long Wenhui are side by side, dragging a huge transparent cage. All the railings are made of crystal clear crystal materials. Not only are dense runes engraved on the outside, but there are countless crystals floating inside. Dao's miniature talisman array showed an unpredictable brilliance.

Inside the cage, Zhuo Li stood a humanoid monster over two meters tall. His body was covered with light blue scales. Behind him was a long and narrow tail. His facial features were clearly distinguishable, like a twisted human face, with two horns soaring into the sky. However, the one on the left was all broken, and a pale golden liquid came out.