When these ghouls reacted, the black gas had turned into sharp blade hurricanes, grinding them into minced meat.

Several figures slowly landed outside the Forefath formation.

Seeing the visitor, Han Ye and Yao Dao frowned and showed a look of disgust.

Xinglang said rudely: "Yin Yuanyi, what are you doing?"

The person who came was the young master of the Netherworld Realm, Yin Wuji's only son recognized by the outside world, Yin Yuanyi.

I saw that his face was rosy and his spirit was revealed.

There is no rumored that he looked miserable and embarrassed after being backfired by [Mingyin Holy Flame].

"Rareless!" A man following Yin Yuanyi immediately scolded loudly, "What are you, Xinglang? You dare to talk to the young master of our Netherworld!"

Xinglang sneered, and his attitude towards the people in the Netherworld was more disdainful than Tianhe. Demon Sword and others said: "Which young master of the Netherworld? Is it the idiot who was backfired by the Netherworld Holy Flame and screamed, and the entire Immortal Cultivation Continent knew about it?"

"Puchi!"

Xinglang's words made many spiritual and demon cultivators present laugh out loud.

It is really, Yin Yuanyi was so burned that he jumped around and ran around, looking embarrassed and cowardly, which was so deeply rooted in people's hearts.

There were also many demons who met that day, and they all admired each other and had big mouths.

So within two days, the news spread to everyone.

Yin Yuanyi's originally complacent face instantly twisted.

He suddenly raised his hand, and a dark red flame rushed out from his fingertips.

The terrible pressure and the compelling evil spirit instantly permeated the world.

Han Ye and the other two changed their faces and took a step back together.

The demon sword murmured: "Third-level Mingyin Holy Flame!"

Yin Yuanyi snorted lightly and raised his chin: "I am worthy of being the four demon generals of Qianyuan, and I am indeed a little knowledgeable."

The man beside Yin Yuanyi sneered, "You should know now, right? My young master was not retaliated by [Mingyin Holy Flame] at the beginning, but was just about to reach the critical moment of advancement."

"Now, the young master lives up to his expectations and finally controls the third-level Mingyin Holy Flame, whose strength is comparable to that of the Immortal Lord. Who can compare among the younger generation?"

"You are so arrogant, slandering the young master and slandering my Netherworld. Do you want to taste the third level [Mingyin Holy Flame]?"

The person who spoke was Yu Chen, who was a confidant general around Yin Wuji and had a profound cultivation level.

When he spoke, he released the pressure, which immediately made a silence around the Wuying Array.

Yin Yuanyi controlled the Nether Yin Holy Flame in his hand, causing the dark red flame to float towards the star wolf.

Just this simple control.

Xinglang's face turned pale, and his internal organs were like a turbulent river and a sea of ​​thought, almost kneeling to the ground.

This is the third-level Mingyin Holy Flame that is equivalent to the strength of the Immortal Lord!

Han Ye and Ying Mei's faces changed and they were about to step forward.

Yin Yuanyi's shoulder was first pressed by another slender and fair hand.

"Haha, why should the young master be familiar with them? Don't forget what we are doing here?"

The gentle voice suddenly sounded, making Yin Yuanyi frown, but obediently put away the Mingyin Holy Flame in his hand.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but gather on this person.

I saw that it was a thin man with handsome eyebrows, elegant facial features, but those eyes inexplicably gave people a cold and feminine feeling.

He was wearing a robe that was completely different from the Netherworld dress style.

The robe is brightly colored and has weird totem embroidered on it.
Chapter completed!