"Dark Demon has launched a general attack?"

Those auras that could only be emitted by those who have perfected their souls. The first thing Yan Wubian thought of was that the Dark Demon was not only attacking in their direction, but also in other directions, in response to each other.

Next, he also started attacking at the same time.

His consciousness spread towards the distance, and Yan Wubian discovered that in the other three directions of the castle, there were indeed three groups of dark demons attacking the Murong family headquarters. The leaders of them were all dark Shura.

However, the Murong family had obviously been well prepared, and they had arranged for powerful soul-melting perfectionists to be stationed in all directions, and they stopped the most powerful enemy at the first opportunity.

Despite this, Yan Wubian, who only had a quick sweep, also found that the Murong family was basically at a disadvantage in several other battlefields.

In terms of combat power, the Murong family's spiritual masters who know how to cooperate in battle formations are actually stronger than the Dark Demon. However, in terms of the number of spiritual masters, the Murong family is obviously at a disadvantage. On every battlefield, the number of all spiritual masters is greater than that of the Dark Demon.

Far less than the Dark Demon.

Because of this, even though all the Dark Shuras were stopped, the rest of the Dark Demons advanced layer by layer despite being superior in numbers.

"You are worthy of being one of the eight major forces!"

Although the Murong family was completely at a disadvantage, Yan Wubian had to secretly be stunned by the strength they showed. With Murong Feng and Mr. Qiao, the Murong family displayed in front of him already had five members.

The spirit is perfect and strong, and this is only revealed on the surface. As for whether there are still unknown strong people, I am afraid only the top brass of the Murong family know it.

If the strength of the Murong family only shocked Yan Wubian, then the strength of the Dark Demon shocked him even more.

Not to mention anything else, the strength shown by the Dark Demon is no weaker than any of the eight major forces. Not only are there a large number of top experts, but the strength of the other Dark Demons is also not weak.

"How come they are so strong? Which seal has a problem? The ability of these powerful dark demons to come together will definitely not happen overnight."

Seeing that the Murong family was completely outnumbered, a shadow involuntarily fell over Yan Wubian's heart.

But vaguely, Yan Wubian always felt that he seemed to have missed something, but he was in the middle of a battle and couldn't remember it at all for a while.

"careful!"

Just when Yan Wubian was slightly distracted, Murong Feng's voice suddenly sounded near his ears.

There was a warning sign in his heart, and a silent and gentle wind suddenly shot out from Yan Wubian's left side. By the time he realized it, it was already in front of him.

In shock, Yan Wubian roared immediately. He had no time to resist, and without any delay, his whole body suddenly moved slightly to the side, avoiding the vital parts of his chest.

The feminine finger wind seemed harmless to humans and animals and had no power at all. But as soon as it came into contact with Yan Wubian, it instantly penetrated through his shoulder. Even with his physical strength, it immediately appeared on his shoulder.

There was a wound as big as a thumb.

At this moment, Yan Wubian's whole body trembled suddenly, and a layer of white frost immediately hung on his eyebrows. An extremely cold energy spread from the wound on his shoulder towards his body in an instant, making it even more disturbing.

What shocked him was that he felt a burning sensation on his shoulder, and a corrosive energy caused the muscles around the wound to instantly rot and spread towards the side.

Without wasting any time, Yan Wubian's figure immediately retreated quickly. At the same time, the fire-attributed spiritual power in his body, with a trace of light blue sky spirit fire, started to move rapidly to meet the cold force that invaded his body.

As soon as the two powers in the body came into contact, as if they had met a nemesis, the cold and cold power melted away one after another. Soon, Yan Wubian was forced out of the body, and then, the spiritual power quickly wrapped up the wound on the shoulder.

As a fishy and burning smell emitted from Yan Wubian's shoulders, the rotten muscles that had spread toward the sides immediately turned into charred black, and the corrosive energy was also turned into ashes under the burning of the heavenly spirit fire.

From being injured to clearing out the foreign energy that invaded the body, it only took a few breaths.

The severe pain radiating from his shoulder made Yan Wubian's face twitch slightly. Fortunately, the wound did not damage the bones. Although the arm movement was not as flexible as before, it did not affect his fighting.

Looking in the direction where the wind that wounded him came from, Yan Wubian saw a figure shrouded in black mist, making it difficult to see his face, walking out of the crowd of dark demons next to him. The figure that was faintly oppressing him

The momentum made Yan Wubian know that the person in front of him was definitely another strong man with perfect spiritual integration.

What made Yan Wubian's expression even more solemn was that the bald man, who had been slowed down by the power of thunder, finally expelled the power of thunder and lightning from his body, and started to fight with the newly appeared fusion one on the left and the other on the right.

The powerful man Ling Yuanman forced himself towards him.

Yan Wubian didn't expect that there was actually a strong person from Fusion Spirit Perfection hiding around him, and they shamelessly attacked him, causing him to be injured without realizing it. However, the energy that injured him always gave him a chance.

A familiar feeling.

"This energy... is the Netherworld Holy Cult!"

As soon as his mind turned, Yan Wubian's face showed a look of sudden realization. This energy could be said to have the same origin as the techniques practiced by the people of the Netherworld Holy Sect with whom he had fought.

The appearance of this hidden powerhouse made Yan Wubian finally remember what he had always felt was wrong, that is, the people from the Netherworld Holy Cult who had colluded with the dark demons had not appeared since the beginning.

Looking at the two bald men approaching but not taking action immediately, Yan Wubian looked at the hidden spirit-melting strongman and couldn't help but said in a deep voice:

"Your Excellency must be a member of the Netherworld Holy Cult. I didn't expect that a mighty and powerful man with perfect souls would come to attack me secretly. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by those who share the same path?"

"Quack, I didn't expect you to be able to recognize my origin."

Regarding Yan Wubian's suspicion, the strong man from the Netherworld Holy Cult did not deny it. After letting out a burst of strange laughter, he jumped towards Yan Wubian. At the same time, the bald man on the other side also suddenly accelerated and launched again.

attack.

Facing the simultaneous attacks of two powerful men, even if Yan Wubian had confidence in his own strength, his heart suddenly sank at this moment. However, the matter was at this point, no matter whether he won or not, he had to bite the bullet first.

Let’s talk about it after the fight.

"Well done!"

Not to be outdone, he roared, and the aura on Yan Wubian's body immediately changed, and a cold aura spread out from his body.

"The world is frozen!"
Chapter completed!