In the sky

Seeing the head of the Wanmang clan, Mang Xuanyue, pounced towards him, Ling Yun quickly waved the two fairy swords in his hand and slashed away.

"Shit!"

Python Xuanyue suddenly opened her bloody mouth and spit out her purple poisonous mist for a day, instantly submerging Lingyun in the terrifying purple poisonous mist.

"Hehehe~"

"Boy, this poisonous mist is not fatal, but it can numb your body and your soul!"

"I'll see how you fight us later!"

Outside the poisonous fog, the leader of the Wanpython clan, Python Xuanyue grinned and smiled proudly.

This move is his specialty, and the effect is very powerful.

"Then-that's the secret technique of our Wan Python clan, the mist of the chaos of the gods!"

"Hehe, that's one of the three secret techniques of our Wan Python clan, a destructive poisonous fog that is specifically targeted at the spirit!"

"The poisonous body does not have much impact, at most it will only have a little paralysis effect, but it will cause great harm to the human spirit and can quickly cause devastating damage to the human spirit!"

"Hehe, that kid was shrouded in the mist of the chaos of our patriarch. This time he is afraid he will become an idiot!"

"It's not just an idiot. He won't even know who he is later. He's completely a walking corpse!"

"Haha, wouldn't it be a bit cheaper to kill him like that? Such a way of death would have no feeling for him!"

"Uh, that's true, this guy is really cheap!"

The strong men of the Wanmang clan looked at the huge purple mist in the sky and started to talk. They knew very well what it was and also knew how terrible it was.

"Princess Python, why did you use this mist of chaos to that kid? Isn't you that cheap guy?"

At this time, Ying Changtian, the chief of the Golden-winged Xuanying tribe, flew over suddenly. Seeing Ling Yun trapped in the purple mist, he couldn't help but look at Python Xuanyue with some displeasure.

He also knew the power of the fog of the chaos. He didn't want to see the person who broke into their demon realm and desecrated their demon clan die so comfortably, it would be too cheap for the other party.

"Yes, leader of the Python tribe, you have three secret techniques, what are you using? You have to use this trick. Do you want to make that kid feel more comfortable?"

The other powerful demon clans gathered here and said a little unhappy.

Obviously, they hoped that Ling Yun would die more miserably than to die in a very comfortable posture.

"Don't underestimate this kid. This kid is not weak. With this immortal controlling the concentration of the poisonous fog, he won't make this kid an idiot. It will just make him unconscious. In this way, we will also deal with this kid later."

When Python Xuanyue saw that all the powerful men of the demon clan came to criticize him, she smiled helplessly and explained.

Hearing this, the demon clan's strong men were relieved and realized that this was the case.

"It's so good. This kid is so arrogant that he won't let him experience the feeling of life worse than death. I don't want him to die like this!"

Ying Changtian squinted his eyes and said in a cold tone.

"The Eagle Chief is right. You can't let this kid die too happily, otherwise we won't be happy!"

"That's right, I have to let this kid know what the outcome of breaking into our demon realm!"

"He must know what it means to live, not to die, and not to die, until he realizes this, he must not die so easily!"

The powerful men of all the demon clans all sneered. Obviously, they all hoped to torture Ling Yun and then kill Ling Yun so that they would feel happy.

"Don't worry, that boy won't die too much

Yes, as for how to torture him, we will have this opportunity, hahahaha~”

The leader of the Wanmang clan, Mang Xuanyue, looked at the most powerful monsters, grinned and grinned, looking very terrifying.

"I said, you are too confident~"

"How can you know that this poisonous fog will definitely harm this immortal?"

At this moment, a joking sneer came from the purple poisonous mist.

Hearing this voice, the strongest demon clan present and the strong demon clan below were all stunned, and the joking smile on his face suddenly solidified.

"This-is this sound from that boy?"

"How could he remain awake in the mist of chaos?"

"That mist of the chaos, even if the ninth-grade immortal is trapped in it, it will soon fall into a coma. If the concentration is high enough, the spirit will be destroyed in a short while!"

"I heard from that boy's voice, he seemed to have nothing to do?"

"How is this possible!"

After hearing the sound from the fog of the chaos god, the strong demon clan looked shocked and dared not believe it.

"It's impossible. Although this immortal deliberately weakened the intensity of the fog of the chaos, it would not have no effect on that kid!"

Outside the poisonous fog, the leader of the Wan Python clan, Python Xuanyue, looked at the figure that faintly appeared in the poisonous fog with a look of surprise.

"I want to destroy this immortal even if I am a little poisonous fog. You so-called powerful demon clans are too naive."

Ling Yun's sneer came out from the poisonous fog again. Judging from the sound, Ling Yun was very sober.

"This - how is this possible!"

"This immortal's mist of the chaos god will also be affected even if the ninth-grade immortal strongman is. It's impossible for you to have nothing to do!"

"You must be pretending to be calm, but in fact your spirit has begun to be destroyed!"

Python Xuanyue narrowed her eyes, stared at the figure in the poisonous fog, and said coldly.

"Haha, right? That immortal will let you see if the spirit of this immortal has been destroyed!"

In the poisonous fog, Ling Yun sneered and swept out the two swords in his hand.

"Huff!"

A golden sword light and a silver sword light burst out, instantly dispelling the purple fog of chaos.

After the poisonous fog dissipated, Ling Yun saw that he killed the Heavenly Immortal Sword with one hand and swallowed the Heavenly Immortal Sword with the other hand, standing proudly in the void, and his appearance did not seem to be affected by the poisonous fog at all.

On the contrary, Ling Yun's face seemed to be better than before.

"You - you were caught in the fog of the turbulent gods of this immortal, and there was nothing wrong with it. How could this be possible?"

Looking at Ling Yun who drove away his poisonous fog and appeared in front of him safely, the leader of the Wan Python clan, Mang Xuanyue, widened her eyes, looked horrified and disbelief.

He was very clear about the power of his moves. How could the other party have nothing to do with it? This made him unable to understand.

"This kid is trapped in the fog of the chaos of Python Xuanyue, and he is not at all?"

"Even if we are trapped in the poisonous fog just now, we will be affected more or less, but this kid seems to have nothing to do with it, which is really unbelievable!"

"How did he do it?"

The strongest demon clan stared at Ling Yun with suspicion at the moment. They were curious about how Ling Yun could dispel the poisonous fog safely and soundly.

"Are you shocked?"

"I said that the poisonous fog cannot do anything to me. I can use any tricks if I have. I will play with you again!" Ling Yun held two swords in his hand, staring at the strongest demon clan around him, and sneered, looking very rampant.
Chapter completed!