History’s Strongest Senior Brother

479 Chapter 478. Nine Nether True Demon

Yuan Zhengfeng and Shen Li, who are suppressing the seal, frowned tightly at this moment.

They could all feel that in the abyss below, in addition to the strong breath that was raging and struggling to break through the seal, there was another breath that was equally fierce and evil.

The same powerful, majestic, tyrannical, vicious.

The two forces converged, and the golden day that was constantly falling suddenly stopped.

A wave of torrents kept rising, making the golden sun seem to be shaking.

Yan Zhaoge and the other great warriors present at the scene also felt the changes below.

The black chains in the void arbitrarily waved vertically and horizontally.

On the surface of the black chain, the blood-red light continuously shines, becoming brighter and more dazzling, and the vicious spirit is more terrifying.

The demons that grew out of the black chain were even more fierce and attacked the human warriors.

Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath: "There is another Nine Nether True Demon underneath."

The elder Guangchengshan next to him was slightly annoyed and ruined: "How long has it been so long ago, why hasn't it been messed up, but it came out at this time? The problem here in the region has been for many years."

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "It was only after the seal was loosened that this golden day rose, and the crackdown on the Nine Nine cracks weakened, so that there was a little exchange of aura between the two realms."

"Affected by this, another demon was attracted."

"It's been a long time, maybe there will be more."

Upon hearing this remark, the ugly expression of the people around them became even darker.

The golden sun was still shining brightly, illuminating the abyss, but it no longer continued to fall, hovering in mid-air.

Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes and could feel the extraordinaryness of this golden day.

Despite the impact of the two real demons below, Golden Day Sun's power is still abundant, and there is no sign of weakness.

But with the passage of a long time, and the impact of the demons below, the true meaning and spirituality of the martial arts contained in the seal are constantly being worn away.

This makes the Golden Day Sun seem to have boundless power, but it is sluggish and dull, and it seems extremely passive.

At this moment, under the impact of the Nine Nether Demons, Golden Day Sun itself saw no damage, but the power of the seal became weaker and weaker.

The darkness below is getting stronger and stronger, and the golden day seems to have an upward trend again!

Everyone joined hands to strengthen the seal that suppressed the abyss below.

"Huh?" Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt extremely irritable in his heart.

The corners of my eyes swept the surrounding Sunri Sect and the warriors in the Thunder Palace, and swept over Dongshengjun, Xizhaojun and others, and only felt how unsightly.

All along, the disputes and grievances between the two sides have all come to mind.

In front of me, it seemed that there were pictures alternately appearing, and it was finally fixed when the other party took advantage of the fire when it was widely robbed.

Several anti-days shake the Taiqing Great Array, making Guangcheng Mountain a lifeless wave. In the battle with the abyss, many Guangcheng martial arts soldiers who had nothing to do had to lay down their lives to calm the catastrophe.

Master Bo Shitie is covered in blood, standing like a broken statue in front of him. He has been hovering in Yan Zhaoge's mind for a long time, giving him a lot of anger and killing in his heart.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed, his heart was awe-inspiring.

Looking around, I saw that in addition to the devil's head bred on the black chains, there were more invisible airflows in the already dark abyss.

These black air currents are constantly circling, mixed in the black mist, invisible and untraceable, making it difficult to detect.

Being attacked by these demonic qi, Yan Zhaoge only felt that his mind was extremely unstable and easily shaken!

"Is that the second demon's handwriting?" Yan Zhaoge fixed his mind, turning around his body, turning into a chaos, isolating the evil spirit from the outside.

Devil qi acts on the state of mind of the man. The martial artist Zhenyuan Gangqi is extremely difficult to resist.

Wan Xingyan Zhao Ge's Promise Heavenly Book is so wonderful that he can still protect himself.

Looking around, I saw that other people's expressions also became extremely serious, and their eyes began to flash.

All the strong people present in the scene, except Yan Zhaoge, were all great masters at the Yuanfu level, and their mental states were relatively firm.

But at this moment, the Nine Nether Demon's influence on people's will is particularly strong, so that they only feel a trance in their hearts.

With the exception of Yuan Zhengfeng and Shen Li, the other martial arts warriors are now in turmoil.

The Wulang Pavilion Warrior is slightly better. The Guangcheng Mountain Martial Warrior, the Sunri Sage Martial Warrior, and the Thunder Palace Martial Warrior.

The enmity and resentment between each other have always existed, only because we now have to work together to deal with foreign enemies, and we just put it aside for a while.

But now, as if Mars splashed on the woodpile, there was a tendency to detonate instantly.

Yan Zhaoge shouted in a deep voice: "It's a demon's trick, raise your vigilance."

Everyone actually has a lot in mind, but many thoughts in his heart can never be suppressed.

If you can calm down, meditate and stabilize your mind, it's okay.

But in front of them, there are still the devil heads that are constantly breeding on the black chain, attacking everyone.

In the process of dealing with these devil heads, the attack of the devil qi is easier and distracting, and it is difficult to concentrate.

Yuan Zhengfeng and Shen Li, at this moment, suddenly shouted in unison.

The sounds like the morning bell of Dugu drum, echoed in the abyss continuously, as if condensed into substance, knocking on everyone's heart.

Startled by the applause of the two great martial saints, the people were attacked by the devil qi.

Everyone is a little sober, quickly stabilizing their own mind and resisting the influence of magic energy.

However, as the martial arts strongmen of Guangcheng Mountain and Tianlei Temple, and the martial arts came from the same source, Yuan Zhengfeng and Shen Li's shouting were also the most effective for Guangcheng Mountain and Tianlei Temple's warriors, respectively. The effect of head-to-head drinking.

However, the effect on Dari Shengzong and Zhuolang Pavilion Warrior is much worse.

The situation of the Wulang Pavilion warriors is slightly better, but the situation on the side of the Sun Sect is not optimistic.

Especially Dong Shengjun, looking at Yan Zhaoge undisguised at the moment!

The humiliation of personal face damage.

Annoyance and remorse caused by frustration in the past.

Yan Zhaoge's losses and threats to his sect.

He is afraid of the further development of Yan Zhaoge in the future.

Countless emotions, each of which can form an obsession.

Dong Shengjun can still maintain his reason on weekdays, but under this special environment, everything can't be restrained to converge and turn into a torrent, which will drown him and swallow it!

Suddenly, Dong Shengjun suddenly shook all over his body, and black air flowed around him, pouring into his body.

"Did it fall?" Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, but then found that it was wrong: "It's not the fall!"

Dong Shengjun raised his head, his eyes were not as yellow as the fallen demon, his eyes were full of blood.

His eyes were completely dark, and his eyes and pupils disappeared.

A terrifying but fierce breath emanated from him, extremely powerful!

"Stabilize your mind ..." A Grand Master in the Thunder Hall next to him reluctantly shouted, but before the words were finished, the horrible black light flashed, and the Grand Master was directly flew out!

Dong Shengjun's eyes flashed with black light in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth evoked a cold arc: "This world is good."