Super Sect System

You can only summon one undead creature that is one level above yourself.

Given the current situation, Wen Ping must cherish the opportunity.

You don’t need to think about what is going on outside the Tiandi Lake. It’s very complicated. I'm afraid there are many powerful people in the land. If it develops into Chaotian Gorge in some time and touches their interests, there will be endless troubles.

Only by mastering a method that can absolutely suppress the enemy can he develop the sect safely and steadily.

Thus creating a super sect!

At the same time, He Nian's satisfied voice came again.

"Seriously, ugly guy, I'm really grateful to you. I've been hiding for half my life. It's you, it's the pressure you put on me, which makes me have to use another kind of blood and talent flowing in my body. Now I just Understand, no matter how much I am despised by others, it is still my own strength. So what if my spirit body is injured... I still have the blood of the demon clan and can still use the demon body. It is stronger than my original spirit body. More perfect. This is all thanks to you! So, kneel down and surrender to me, I can save your life!"

Like the yellow pulse energy falling from the sky, it becomes heavier and heavier.

A land of a thousand meters is no longer as simple as being trapped a few feet.

Similarly, the bones of the Devouring Beast are no longer broken as slowly as one or two.

In a few breaths, twenty or thirty roots have been broken.

This was a trauma Tatsuno had never caused before.

"Aren't you still surrendering?"

"Submit to me, and I will return your dignity."

"Submit to me and I can let you live."

After three sentences in succession, He Nian gritted his teeth and pressed the giant hammer down deeper.

Thousands of meters of land has sunk to a depth of ten feet!

However, the Devouring Beast didn't feel anything about He Nian's words.

Because I don’t understand!

Not good at foreign languages!

At this time, it only had Wen Ping's words in its mind.

Shortly after Wen Ping finished speaking, the voice of the silent swallowing beast suddenly appeared in Wen Ping's mind, and his tone was full of rebuttal and dissatisfaction.

"The Devouring Clan has become the top race in the Hell of the Undead!"

Wen Ping disagreed and responded: "Then let me see."

The Devouring Beast wanted to defend its dignity, and said in a very firm voice, "As long as it is energy, we can swallow it! Today, I will swallow it!"

After the words fell, the Devouring Beast opened its mouth sharply.

The power of devouring reappears.

However, this time the devouring power no longer wraps around the person like the previous times, bursting out from the outside in and from the inside out, swallowing the opponent or severely injuring him.

This time, the swallowing power was like a big umbrella, suddenly opened, and there was a faint force that was trying to push down.

At this moment, Devouring Beast only had two thoughts.

He swallowed the huge energy that was pressing down and turned it into his own, thereby increasing his power.

At the same time, summoners must not underestimate the Devouring Clan, because the greatest thing about their Devouring Beasts is not to reshape them, but to devour them.

Suddenly, the earth stopped sinking.

He Nian's giant hammer could no longer press down any further and stopped in mid-air.

He Nian's complexion suddenly changed!

An inexplicable feeling arises spontaneously.

Before he could think about it carefully, he felt the power just now - the power that almost destroyed his spiritual body.

What followed was a jaw-dropping scene - a gathering point appeared in the earth-yellow pulse energy layer pressing downwards like a sky curtain.

It is in the mouth of the Devouring Beast.

Like the wind and lingering clouds, a large area of ​​pulse energy layer disappeared without a trace in an instant. At the same time, the surrounding pulse energy and energy seemed to be swept away by a whirlpool, pouring crazily into the mouth of the Devouring Beast.

"this……"

Tianmu was stunned when he saw this scene.

Tatsuno, who was speeding up his retreat, also stopped.

Jaw-dropping!

"Can it swallow this?"

He always thought that the demon servants summoned by Wen Ping could only swallow people to increase their own power. He Nian came without any helpers and didn't give it this chance at all.

Seeing that the earth-yellow pulse energy like a curtain was getting thinner and thinner, Long Ye stared at the Devouring Beast closely.

Yes, its breath is climbing!

It’s a multiple of the previous one!

Not long after he stopped, a figure appeared in the darkness not far away. The pace was not fast and the figure was not majestic, but it sent chills down his back. "Wen Ping... is here."

Long Ye looked at Wen Ping and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, becoming a little nervous.

Bang!

A loud noise suddenly came.

In the darkness, a black shadow cut through the sky and fell into the depths of the night.

This black shadow is naturally He Nian who was directly knocked away by the Devouring Beast.

The Devouring Beast that devoured the earth-level secret energy had its strength doubled. Although it did not reshape its body, how could He Nian, who had no time to prepare, be able to withstand the doubled strength?

After knocking He Nian away, the Devouring Beast didn't stop at all, curled up into a ball, jumped up, and fell like a meteor with white hell flames.

This fire is not the fire of punishment, but it is also a unique flame from the world of the dead.

While igniting the night sky, it also pulled He Nian into the abyss.

boom!

The white flames and flying rocks dazzled many people, making them unable to see clearly what was happening.

Only a dull sound was heard.

puff--

He Nian spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the giant hammer protecting his chest.

"impossible……"

An idea suddenly popped into He Nian's mind.

How could there be a monster in this world that could swallow the art of pulse?

Monsters that can isolate pulse energy are rare in the world, and they are quite perverted. How could there be something more perverted than them?

However, there is no record in Chaotianxia's nearly 10,000-year-old documents.

Before the frightening reverie had passed, the Devouring Beast's attack came again. He Nian could only bite the bullet and face him directly with a giant hammer.

Upon impact, he was knocked back hundreds of meters.

Another collision and another several hundred meters back.

Each retreat was accompanied by a spurt of blood.

As time passed slowly, the Devouring Beast fought more and more vigorously, crushing He Nian purely by its strength.

He Nian's spirit body can no longer be mobilized, and the demon body that exists at the same time is also covered in bruises at this time.

The degree of damage has reached 60%!

On the way to the inn, Long Yue felt that He Nian's aura was getting weaker and weaker, so he reluctantly stopped Zi Ran. Let Ziran carry her somewhere, overlooking the direction of the battlefield.

Because the place where he stood was high enough, and the flames of the Devouring Beast ignited the battlefield, he could have a panoramic view of the general situation on the battlefield.

As expected, He Nian was going to lose.

Long Yue smiled and said: "Wen Yan, if sister sees this scene, she will be very happy..."

Wen Yan smiled and said nothing.

He was very excited.

But I am also worried because the forces behind He Nian are very powerful.

The demon servant controlled by Wen Ping was only half-step unstoppable. He won this time, but what about next time?

"Old Sect Master, let's go. The Sect Master will solve everything. Taking its life is definitely not a problem." Zi Ran glanced at the battlefield for a few times, feeling horrified in his heart, but the first thing he thought of was the mission given by the Sect Master.

Long Yue nodded and sighed at the same time, "You are quite confident. Unfortunately, no matter how strong Wen Ping's demon servant is, He Nian cannot be killed..."

Even if He Nian Bu dies, her sense of humiliation and anger will never go away.

So many years.

Frustration is always there.

But this was the first time I was insulted.

Ah, I convinced myself. . . I stayed up late and wrote it out to count as yesterday.