The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

The sky was dark and the earth was shaking.

The sky seemed to be shrouded in layers of thick haze, and the entire ghostly land was shaking violently.

The thick, inky devilish cloud in the void spread rapidly like a tidal wave.

Purple-red lightning shuttled and jumped in the magic cloud, tearing the void.

The breath of evil, destruction, and horror from the endless demon abyss covered the sky and enveloped the heavens.

Apart from the Golden Jade Pavilion being shrouded in immortal power, as solid as a rock and hanging high in the air, the monks inside were still laughing and talking, and the sound of singing and shouting could be heard constantly.

The ghost realm of Youdu below has completely collapsed.

The roars and roars of monsters were everywhere, deafening and echoing throughout the underworld.

The wind was howling violently, the sound of the wind was like the howling of ghosts and wolves, mixed with the pungent smell of blood and the evil stench of decay. It was the unique smell of the Demon Abyss, permeating the air and making people feel nauseous and suffocated.

The strange dark monster from the abyss finally appeared.

Each of the Abyss Trolls is clad in hard dark armor covered with spikes and bumps. They are hundreds of feet tall, blocking out the sun, and have ferocious and ugly faces.

On the huge head, a pair of blood-red demon eyes flashed with bloodthirsty and brutal light, staring intently at the fleeing demon army in front.

There were only a thousand or so remaining demon army members. When they encountered such a horrible beast, the consequences could be imagined to be terrible.

The shrill roars of the demons and the roars of the monsters from the Infernal Abyss intertwined one after another, echoing for a long time in the sky above the eerie and mysterious ghostland, making people shudder and shudder.

...............

At this moment, Huai Yan was using all his immortal power to carefully protect Bian Cheng, whose face was as pale as paper, as they moved forward together.

The two figures disappeared into the void.

"Brother Acheng, do you blame me?" Huai Yan's eyes were red and deep. He supported Biancheng with one hand and held his cold big hand with the other. He lowered his voice and asked softly.

When Biancheng heard this, he was slightly startled. He looked sideways at Huai Yan, his eyes already red.

How could he blame him?

He really couldn't imagine how much suffering and torture Yanyan had endured during the hundred years that they had missed each other.

I really deserve to die for leaving him alone in a place full of wolves and tigers.

Thinking of this, Biancheng felt heartbroken.

Unable to suppress the surging emotions in his heart any longer, he embraced the person tightly in his arms.

His usually dignified and gentle face was now filled with pain and sadness.

He murmured.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry... It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left you there alone. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I came too late."

His throat was choked with sobs, his voice trembled, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't control himself.

"They all deserve to die and be killed!"

When mentioning those people, Biancheng gritted his teeth and his tone suddenly became sharp and murderous.

"Leave Yanyan to me. I'll kill them. They should pay for their sins. Yanyan, I'll make them regret coming into this world! Make them pay back a thousandfold for everything they've done to you!!!"

Biancheng's black hair was winding, and he was covered with white clothes. His thin body was tightly hugging Huaiyan, with madness and bloodthirstiness flashing in his eyes.

Blood gradually flowed out from the pale lips, staining them bright red, and he wiped it all away.

But the ghost energy in the body began to gradually dissipate.

Biancheng's cold and elegant face was full of sorrow and desolation. Now that he had taken the Guiyin Pill, could he not even last a day?

The strong smell of blood, mixed with a faint bitter smell of medicine, lingered at Huai Yan's nose and pierced his nasal cavity.

Huai Yan clearly felt his shoulders suddenly sink.

I felt the sudden weight on my shoulders and the dead silence in the air.

His eyes gradually turned red. He used his magical power to gather the chaotic ghost energy for Biancheng, and reached out to gently pat the man who was already asleep.

"Thank you, Brother Acheng......"

"But Yanyan doesn't want this dirty blood to stain Brother Acheng's hands..."

"I will take back everything they owe me."

............

Huai Yan separated a wisp of his soul and brought the man into the system space, activating the "Immortality Scroll" on the ninth level of the first volume of "The Yin-Yang Record of Immortality" to heal him and see if he could remove the strange black thread in his body.

Inside the system cabin.

On the simple couch, Huai Yan took off Bian Cheng's robe and sat down with him face to face.

Then he circulated his spiritual power at a high speed, lightly tapped the man's major acupuncture points with his fingertips, and forcibly stopped the ghost energy that was dissipating throughout his body.

He witnessed the last time the ghost doctor Gui Wuya suppressed the dissipation of ghost energy, and now he can do it with ease.

Under the suppression of the powerful immortal power, all the ghost power returned to Biancheng's body, nourishing his ghost body.

The pale complexion of Biancheng's face faded away, and he was visibly improving.

Huai Yan did not dare to be careless and quickly activated the "Yin Yang Longevity Record" in his body, the "Longevity Volume" on the ninth level of the first volume.

In an instant, the vast and majestic power of black and white yin and yang enveloped the two of them, permeated the entire cabin, and spread to the entire system space.

The life-threatening black thread in Biancheng's body let out a terrifying and shrill hissing the moment it touched the black and white yin and yang power, and fled in panic inside Biancheng's body, trying to escape from his body.

However, just then.

A strange golden light burst out from the intertwined black threads, forming the eight-character Buddhist mantra.

The black silk thread was forcibly imprisoned and sealed inside Biancheng's body again!

"Hmph! You damned evil monk, I will kill you!" Huai Yan was furious, his eyes bloodshot.

At this moment, I also saw the eight small words emitting golden light!

"The fate of disasters is all predetermined. The mysterious thread covers the body, and fortune and misfortune depend on it..."

Huai Yan's face was filled with anger as he stared at the gradually disappearing golden light, a hint of anger and ferocity flashing in his eyes.

"How arrogant the evil monk is!!!" Huai Yan's eyes were like knives, and he spoke with hatred.

He left a trace of spiritual consciousness to accompany Biancheng in the system space.

Although the power of black and white yin and yang can remove the mysterious silk, the words of this evil monk still made Huai Yan hesitate.

He could only temporarily use the power of the Yin-Yang Record of Immortality to suppress the evil magic in Biancheng's body.

"Hmph, once I've dealt with these people, I'll definitely go to the Buddhist Kingdom to seek justice for His Highness!!!"

............

Above Youdu.

Huai Yan looked at the ghost town Youdu below, which was occupied by countless huge and ugly monsters from the abyss, and his eyes were bloodshot.

In the original plot.

The Infinite Demonic Abyss is mysterious and terrifying. There is a dark and evil core area, which is like the heart of the entire Infinite Demonic Abyss. It relies on sucking fresh flesh and souls to continuously provide unmatched evil energy to the monsters of the Demonic Abyss born in the dark cracks!

These beasts, born and raised in the Demonic Abyss, rely on this evil breath and energy to protect the Eternal Demonic Abyss, the abyss of endless evil.

Or in other words.

The Abyss of Hell is a huge incubator for evil forces.

As long as there is fresh blood and flesh sacrificed, the Demon Abyss will continuously provide nutrients to these beasts, allowing them to thrive inside.

Although the major sects in the cultivation world have joined forces to send monks to suppress the Demon Abyss for eight hundred years, they have never truly killed a giant beast from the Demon Abyss.

Even if they have just been killed, these trolls will be resurrected in an instant.

The fundamental reason is that there are evil things behind these beasts that are supplying them with evil power, making them even more powerful and terrifying!

But these monsters also have a fatal weakness.

If you leave the Wujian Demon Abyss and die outside, you will never be able to be resurrected.

In the previous life, if these beasts had not listened to Ye Qinlang's words, they would have pretended to recognize Shen Ci as the young master in front of the cultivators of Tiancang Continent and framed him and Shen Ci.

Yun Zhanchuan and Yun Jing would not forcibly search the souls of Senior Brother Shen and themselves, and they would not be imprisoned in the Demon-Suppressing Tower!

Now, he wants to use the hand of Demon Lord Qingtian and his demon army to catch all these beasts in one fell swoop.

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As for Ye Qinlang.

Huai Yan looked down at the one-eyed dragon Ye Qinlang who was sitting on the back of the leading monster and couldn't help but sneer.

Because of the illusion effect of the Nine-Turn Glazed Art, the leader of the Demon Abyss who swallowed Bai Zhanliang was particularly obedient to Ye Qinlang's orders.

Maybe that's why.

Ye Qinlang had already gone from being terrified, shocked, scared, and desperate to being able to switch back and forth freely. He was now fearless and commanded the monsters of the Infernal Abyss to attack the city and plunder the land, besieging the remaining demon army...

He was enjoying the endless pleasure that this power and strength brought him! And judging by the speed at which he besieged the demon army, his ambition to annex the demon clan was probably not just a matter of days!