Against the Gods

“Old Ghost, you...”

Yan Wanghui's fierce voice made Yan Wanghui and Yan Wanghui's old eyes magnify and show fright.

However, their discouragement was not too strong, either in words or in deeds.

Same fate, same situation. Yan Wanghui's beliefs are loose, can't they not waver?

Yan Wanghui first stepped out... They also want to see if Yunchei can really do what he said after planting his slave imprint.

“Very good.”

Yunchuan glanced down and looked at Yan Wanghi with praise. His hands were covered and his five fingers opened. He grabbed Yan Wanghi's head directly.

Yan Wanghui trembled all over his body, then continued to tremble more violently... but his soul defense was removed a little bit until he was defenseless.

Only the teeth break one after the other.

The clouds stared and the slave imprint was formed in the palm of the hand, straight through the soul of the Yan Wan Ghost.

Yan Wanghui's body is cold chestnut, Yan Wanghui and Yan Wanghui's soul are even more thoroughly breathing... But in the cold chestnut, Yan Wanghui is without any resistance, let the slave from the clouds deeply imprinted deep in his soul.

Until Yunchuan disarms himself or destroys his soul completely, it will never be extinguished.

Yan Wanghui, the first heir of the Yan Demon bloodline, became the first person in the Yan Demon clan to be planted with a slave seal.

Yunchuan's palms slowly moved away from Yan Wanghui's head.

badass!

Yan Wanghui lay his hands on the floor, his head crashed, and his previously rigid kneeling suddenly turned to the lowest kneeling position: “Old Nu Wanghui, meet the master. ”

Without anger, dissatisfaction, hatred, there is only the ultimate piety and fear.

From the moment he was planted in slavery, his only remaining meaning and conviction was that loyalty to the clouds would never be a slight reversal of him.

Thoroughly, truly true loyal dog.

Watching Yan Wanghui's limbs on the ground, Yan Wanghui and Yan Wanghui stared straight and remained silent for a long time. My heart is endless sadness and desolation.

Yan Zu was a slave... they never dreamed of such ridiculous jokes.

Yunchuan ignored them and suddenly the palms of Yan Wan's head flashed black. Grabbed heavily on Yan Wanghui's shoulder.

Buzz!!

Faced with the power of the master, Yan Wanghui could not have had a slight resistance. The dark blue light spread all over his body for a moment and completely swallowed him up between his eyes.

“Ahhh... ahhh! ”

There are intermittent screams of Yan Wanghui in the black light, and these screams suddenly extinguish the expectations of Yan Wanghui and Yan Wanghui, causing them to tremble in anger.

“You… what are you doing! ”

“You are…”

Bang

They roared endlessly, the black light suddenly exploded, and Yan Wanghui was thrown out from afar, falling beside Yan Wanghui and Yan Wanghui.

He rolled over and rose, and the moment his upper body stood up, he suddenly stopped, and then shook his hands up and looked at him, as if suddenly he was in an incredible dream.

And he was trying to get close to his Yan Wan and Yan Wan's soul were all stiff, and the four eyeballs were dramatically convex, and he could not believe his eyes and consciousness for a long time.

Because Yan Wanghui's breath of life and soul has completely changed.

It becomes thick and cloudy and incredibly clear. And most importantly, his breath was visibly disconnected from the pubic gas of the eternal dark sea, and the dark pubic gas no longer proactively poured into his body, while he was still alive. Strength does not dissipate, life and soul are incredibly strong and strong.

“Ah...... ah......”

Yan Wanghui looked at his hands and overflowed his throat with dreamy dry moans.

Suddenly, he shook his whole body and lay down on the ground, his head pounding to the ground with immense gravity: "The grace of the old Nusher master! Thank you, master! Thank you, master! ”

He hit his head on the ground and could not kneel. The dead woody face has been littered with old tears for a moment.

Being planted with a slave imprint essentially adds to the belief that the imprint will never disobey without altering or interfering with memory or other will.

So he knows exactly what his changes mean.

“From this moment on, your name is Yan San.” Yun said indifferently.

Now that he is a loyal dog under his throne, he should abandon his past and even his name… and retain the name "Yan”, the right to be his first gift as master.

Yan San bowed again and thanked him: “Thank you, Master Yan! ”

“Very good." Yun Che praised.

Yan Wanzhu and Yan Wanzhu's face is still full of stagnation. The change from Yan Wanzhu to a loyal dog is far less than the shock caused by his breath change.

“Old man, have you really... already...” Yan Wanzhi is still incredible.

Yan turned his eyes and said with great excitement: "Yes! The master didn't bully us. My life and soul are now completely independent and I no longer need to live in this rotten abyss! ”

“Quickly, let the master plant a slave seal for you too, and throw yourselves into the master! Not only will you be reborn, but you will also have the privilege to serve your master. What are you hesitating to do? ”

Not only was he excited, but he was extremely anxious. Hate could not be thrown over immediately. He pressed Yan Wan and Yan Wan's soul into front of Yun Shu himself.

For him today, being a loyal dog to Yun Che is absolutely the greatest happiness and glory in the world.

Yan Wanzhi and Yan Wanzhi have not yet responded. Suddenly, the corner of Yunchuan's mouth suddenly snapped, and his body suddenly burst into a strong and intense bright blue light.

Light torture reappeared, Yan Wan and Yan Wan souls were pierced by the blades, and they all screamed like pigs, rolling over the ground to struggle, pain or not.

Yan San's body suddenly shrunk, even screaming surfaced to his voice eyes, but immediately, his body paused, lifting his hand in front of his eyes, holding his mouth wide open and standing still.

The light shield still gives him a strong sense of discomfort. But this discomfort, compared to previous torture, is the difference between heaven and hell.

The body is still in hot, intense pain, but is no longer easily bruised. He runs a little darkness and the only discomfort is quickly erased.

Life and soul were devastated, Yan Wan and Yan Wan Souls crying in purgatory clearly saw that it was unharmed in the light, did not show any pain Yan San, their screams became distorted, struggle became chaotic, pupils trembled many times more eager and begging.

“Tell me, what are your options now?” The clouds glow in the divine glow, but whisper the devil.

“Seal!!” The voice of the clouds has just fallen, Yan Wan's soul has exhausted all his will to scream: “Please... give me a stamp... seed a stamp! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

The total collapse of Yan Wan Soul's belief also finally became the last straw to overwhelm Yan Wan Wan's insistence.

When beliefs are completely collapsed, what dignity, what glory is completely shattered. Yan Wanzhi shrieked as he tried his best to climb to Yunchuang's feet: “Give me... a mark... forgive me... forgive me! ”

Yunchuan's palms closed and the brightness was limited.

Yan Wanzhi and Yan Wanzhi gasped paralytically, revealing whether it was despair or the dead grey of liberation.

In their shrinking black eyes, the clouds slowly moved forward, and the heavy footsteps stepped straight to their souls.

Finally, he stood in front of the two men, his hands coming out together and grabbing both Yan Jo's head simultaneously.

“Don't be nervous.” The clouds smile faintly: “You still have a chance to regret it. Regrettably, although the resistance is that I have no ability to impose a slave imprint, on the contrary, there are many amusing means that are not available in time. It would be a shame if there was no opportunity to do so. ”

That slow and indifferent voice made Yan Wan and Yan Wan's soul shake independently, unable to stop, how can his mouth not make a sound.

Though only six days, their fear of Yunche is so deep that ordinary people simply can't imagine it.

If there really is a demon in this world, it must be this horrible man in front of us.

The spirit was slightly condensed, and Yunche's hands tied a slave seal, straight down to the sea of two souls.

The two Yan ancestors clearly felt the coagulation and printing of the slave seal… But neither Yan Wan Yan nor Yan Wan Soul had even a moment of resistance.

At the same time, Yun Cher's eyes finally sparked some excitement.

Because from this moment on, the three most mysterious and horrific beings of the Northern Divine Realm - the founding fathers of the Yan Demon Realm - have all become his only loyal dogs!

It's entirely his power!

In the beginning, the idea formed in his mind when he learned of the presence of Sanyan ancestors in the sea of eternal darkness from the pool.

Today, after only a few days, he finally succeeded without any risk... and he is the only one in the world who can do it.

Three god emperor old monsters... what a tremendous, horrible force!

Cloud crystal gestures changed, the darkness eternal robbery operated, the black light previously appeared on Yan Wanghui, at the same time shining on Yan Wanghui and Yan Wanghui, to force them to modify the law of darkness established with the sea of eternal darkness.

As he said, after breaking away from the bondage of the law of the eternal dark sea and regaining the soul of independent life, the breath of life left in Sanyan ancestors can only sustain them for another 10,000 years at most.

But this time is quite enough for Yun Che.

“Thank you, master!” Detached from the bondage of the sea of eternal darkness, it possesses independent life and soul. Yan Wanzhi is as excited as Yan Wanzhi and Yan Wanzhi, tears and tears.

“From now on, your name is Yan Yi,” the cloudy eyes turn from Yan Wan Yi to Yan Wan Soul: “You are Yan Er, you understand me! ”

“Thank you, master.” Two Yan Jo thanked Dade and thanked him more than ever.

“Now...” Cloud extended his hand to them: “Give me the Devil's Devil's Devil's Devil Source. ”

What is the Devil of the Yan Demon Realm? Yun Che has no idea, let alone any relevant information from anyone.

But he could think with his toes, it must be on Sanyan Jo.

Because this Yan demon world's most important inheritance core, only in this eternal dark sea, on the body of Sanyan ancestors, is the safest, never have to worry about the poor pool.

On the other hand, in Sanyanzu's position, if he is alive, how can he be willing to hand it over to his future generations?

Unfortunately, in this generation, the clouds were encountered.

“Yes, master. ”

Not surprisingly, Yan Wanzhuan immediately moved forward, his hands raised high, held up a two-foot long, dark square, dark, respectful, unquestionably served before the clouds.

Cloud eyes half-crushed, single-handedly grabbed.

After the moon-burning moon demon Jong-yu, the Yan demon inherited the lifeblood, and he pinched it in his hand.

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Everlasting Dark Demon Palace, a silence.

This is the tenth day that Yun Che was buried in the sea of eternal darkness.

There is no doubt that the sea of eternal darkness has remained static. However, there has always been no change on the part of the world of looting, which has created a hidden anxiety for him.

Unusual events must have demons, not to mention the fact that the pool is much scarier than the real demons.

After a long time of immobilization, Yan Tianzhang was unable to sit down.

“Father, are you going out? ”

When Yan Xiao routinely came to report the news, he saw Yan Tianxiao's figure trying to cross the barrier of the Eternal Dark Palace.

"“ It's been a long time since I've walked into the world of spirits, "said Yan Tianrong. ”

“Robbery, you are with the king. ”

“Yes.”

The Yan robbery echoed, the two were just about to step out of the eternal and dark barrier, and a shocking roar suddenly exploded behind them.

Yan Tianzhang and Yan Zhai turned back like lightning... the center of the eternal dark demon palace, the entrance to the eternal dark sea, a pitch-black column swept into the sky.

Dark Storm triggered by the simultaneous collapse of thirty-six junctions that blockade the eternal Dark Sea.