Made by God

Yan Junyu quickly resolved those who were besieging him, leaving only one to survive.

"Where is this?" He imitated his lover's accent.

The man really understood, spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and threatened, "This is the Thousand Corpse Demon Lake, and all of us are the inner disciples of the Thousand Corpse Demon Lake. You just killed more than a dozen of my brothers and sisters, my elder. The ancestor will be able to find the broken life card immediately, and he will come to rescue him in no time. If your kid releases me immediately, I can help you intercede in front of the ancestor and make you die happy!"

Yan Junyu had already used the life card to explore the location of his lover, but he didn't know much about the land he was in.

"Thousand Corpse Demon Lake? What did you do?" He asked smoothly.

"You haven't even heard of the prestigious name of my sect?" The demon showed an incredible expression. You know, the Thousand Corpse Demon Pool is one of the four major gates of the Demon Realm. It was founded by the Demon Ancestor Thousand Corpse Sanren during the Tribulation Period. There are as many as hundreds of thousands of people, occupying one-fifth of the Demon Realm's territory. giant. If you want to mix in the devil world, you must not offend the masters; and you must not offend the four major sects. This is already common knowledge. However, looking at this person's demeanor, he really didn't know anything about the Thousand Corpse Demon Lake, which made his threatening words ridiculous.

"You little miscellaneous hair, don't think that your cultivation base is higher than me and you can show off your power outside. Our masters are like clouds. There are many ancestors in the fit period, the Mahayana period, and even the tribulation period. You can just stretch a finger. Damn you! If you are acquainted, let me go quickly, otherwise my ancestors will definitely throw you into the Thousand Corpse Lake and be bitten by a thousand corpses, so that you can live forever and never be detached!"

As soon as Yan Junyu arrived, he obeyed his lover's instructions and controlled his cultivation to the level of the second and third levels, so as not to be induced by the heavens and be taken to the upper realm. Therefore, in the eyes of the demon, he was just a casual cultivator who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage. The other party should have something to rely on, so he was not afraid of him. He moaned and insulted for a long time. Seeing a dark cloud floating in the sky, the speed seemed to be very slow. In fact, he came close in an instant, and he couldn't help but smile proudly. I'm tired of life, dare to kill people in my Thousand Corpse Demon Lake, and wait to die!"

Yan Junyu also spotted the weird dark cloud, but didn't escape, just raised his eyes and glanced at it.

Dark clouds turned into a thick fog, covering the place. A thin, pale-skinned man walked slowly from the depths of the thick fog, and said unhurriedly, "Die, I won't see you for a while, you're causing trouble again."

"Brother, help me kill him!" The demon who was firmly **** with purple vines shouted loudly. No wonder he is so arrogant. The person here is his direct relative's elder brother. He became a master of distraction at just over three hundred years old. It is not an exaggeration to praise a peerless genius. With him shooting, this little miscellaneous hair that doesn't have long eyes will not be killed immediately?

"Who is so daring to kill my sect disciple in the realm of my Thousand Corpse Demon Lake, and report his name so that I can straighten out the creditor." The man's tone was not eager, but rather casual, obviously Yan Junyu didn't take it seriously. The bound demon twisted his body and jumped to his side, begging, "Brother, let him let me go first!"

"Good magic weapon, it's not a loss to save you today." The man touched the purple vine and sighed with a smile.

Yan Junyu didn't say anything from beginning to end, and stomped his feet when the two brothers performed a trick. A dozen vines suddenly burst out of the sand, piercing the demon from the bottom to the top, blood and organs being thrown everywhere, and his brother's face was showered all over.

The inexplicable black fog came and disappeared very quickly. In an instant, the huge red sun hung above the head again, emitting a poisonous light. The demon Mu, who was soaked in blood, stood there blankly, and after several breaths, he cried out in horror, "You, you killed my big brother! You killed my big brother!"

What made him even more frightened was that this person was clearly only the cultivation base of Yuan Yingqi, killing his own eldest brother with only one move, it was only a blink of an eye!

"You have hidden the cultivation base!" The devil knelt on the ground with soft legs. Until this moment, he didn't understand what kind of existence he had provoke. Can easily kill a master of the distraction stage, this person should be a power above the fit stage no matter what. With this cultivation base, it is not a problem to be a sect elder, even to start a sect.

"You, since you are a great demon in the fit period, why do you want to hide your cultivation? If I have eyes and no beads, I don't know Mount Tai, I'll kowtow to you, please do well, let me go!" What arrogance, what support? , All was left behind by him.

Yan Junyu picked him up, and said lightly, "I heard that your large sects all have teleportation arrays. Can they send people to the realm of cultivation in a flash?"

"No, no! It can only be sent to the edge of the Demon Realm and the Cultivation Realm, where there is an enchantment set by the immortal blocking it, and it is impossible to get in and out!" The demon shook his head pitifully.

The realm of comprehension is rich in resources, opportunities are everywhere, and there are countless secret realms. Compared with the devil world, it can be said to be a heaven of bliss. As early as tens of thousands of years ago, the people of the demon world wanted to occupy the realm of cultivation, so they gathered dozens of the power of the demon ancestors to attack the enchantment, but only tore a crack, and then quickly blocked by the power of the realm of cultivation. Live, so far no demon can succeed.

Seeing that the master didn't believe him, the demon immediately added, "If any demon sect has such a teleportation array, what will it do to stay in the barren demon world? Early Juzong moved to the cultivation world!"

Yan Junyu still didn't give up, and asked again, "Is it true?"

The devil thought for a moment and hesitated, "I only heard that there are so few cracks that the devil can cross to the realm of cultivation, but I have never seen it. Because the cracks are not fixed in one place, and every time they appear, they are separated. For a few years or even decades, there is no rule to follow. If you want to go to the realm of cultivation, you can try to find the cracks, but you can only rely on luck."

Yan Junyu never believed in luck, only strength. He pondered for a moment, and said, "Then use the teleportation formation in the Thousand Corpse Demon Lake."

"But my sect's teleportation formation is in charge of the demon ancestor, and I am a little lighter, and I really can't help you! If you don't kill my elder brother, he can help you talk." Mentioning the elder brother, the demon hurriedly bowed his head to hide his resentment look.

"Then go to your demon ancestor." As soon as Yan Junyu's voice fell, another person flew up from the sky, slapped his head and asked angrily, "Who killed my disciple!"

"Old Ancestor Styx, save me! He killed my brother!" The demon who had been terribly persuaded just now jumped up again.

"Where is the yellow-haired boy, just strayed wild on the head of my ancestor of the Styx River!" The visitor has a childlike face, a kind face, but a pair of black eyes, completely invisible, and quite a bit terrible.

Yan Junyu inserted his right hand into his abdomen, drew out a **** long knife, and flew high in the air with a light touch of his toe, continuously splitting the giant palm and blood pool purgatory that the ancestor of the Styx had transformed with mana, splitting him in two. Two neat corpses fell on the ground one after another, smashing countless blood, organs and intestines, frightening the demon to death.

The ancestor of Styx is one of the ten elders of the Thousand Corpse Sect. His cultivation has reached the Mahayana stage. He is a master in the devil world, but he unexpectedly died in the hands of an unknown young man. Who will believe it? But it happened, and as before, it was just a trick, in the blink of an eye.

The devil looked at the scattered corpses, and then at the man who wiped the blade of the knife. He was so scared that he couldn't even speak. After successively beheading the masters of the Distraction Period and the Mahayana Period, this person must be the Demon Ancestor of the Tribulation Period! But why does he pretend to be Yuan Yingqi? Isn't this deliberately bullying?

Thinking of this, the devil's bowels are blue in regret. If he could see through the strength of this person earlier, how could he dare to step forward and kill him, before kneeling and knocking him away?

Yan Junyu returned the blood-drinking knife to his abdomen, thinking of something, and laughed softly, "Here is really like Ozawa said, hit the small one to the big one, and hit the big one to the old one. One trick is to mess with it. A string." Hua Luo looked at the demon and asked in a leisurely manner, "Is there anyone else coming later?"

Zongmen elder's life card is broken, where will no one come? The devil knew in his heart, but he didn't dare to answer, he couldn't help groaning secretly.

"In my opinion, there should be more people coming. Rather than getting stuck on the road, it's better to wait here for a while." Yan Junyu said very graciously.

The devil closed his eyes, filled with despair.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, two people came together, it was the eighth elder and the ninth elder of the Thousand Corpse Demon Lake. The two are twin brothers, one uses Yin Yan Palm, and the other uses Yang Yan Palm. The combination can be said to be seamless and multiplied. Not to mention that the masters of the same level, the giants at the peak of the catastrophe, will have to be weighed when they encounter them. Weigh.

However, Yan Junyu was not shocked at all, urging Gu Pill, causing all the vines hidden in the sand to explode, turning this place into a purple purgatory. The sky and the earth are full of blades like steel blades and vines that die when touched, almost invisible to the sun. The two elders came violently, but were sucked dry in an instant.

By coincidence, the two corpses were hitting the top of the demon's head, making him almost fainted. When he thought that the sect would definitely send another elder to die, the Thousand Corpse Sanren came in person, not much to say, just let go of the coercion to test this person.

The demon's seven orifices bleeds and died violently on the spot, but Yan Junyu raised his hand to disperse the coercion, and at the same time photographed the scattered people from a high altitude. Hearing a muffled sound of "bang", Thousand Corpses scattered people smashed into a deep pit in the sand, and couldn't get up for a long time. The elders who came with him were already terrified, and quickly landed from a high altitude, saluting Yan Junyu respectfully, secretly in their hearts: Where did the Sanxian come from? Why do you come to Qianyuan without flying up to the upper realm?

"I want to borrow your teleportation array, maybe?" Yan Junyu didn't kill him, but it's a pity that these people don't want to talk to him properly.

"Of course you can! Please!" The Thousand Corpse Sanren who finally crawled out of the pit quickly bent over to meet him, his attitude of humility and respectfulness made people laugh. But looking at the stumps on the floor, no elder could laugh.