Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

When Wan Tianming heard this, his brows furrowed, but he still spoke slowly.

"Indeed, I made a mistake. They are no longer in human form."

After he finished speaking, he moved his hands as the spell was uttered. The black leather bag fell to the ground with the wind, and thick black fog rolled in, with two figures floating in the fog, appearing and disappearing.

Yan Yun was shocked when he saw this, and immediately recognized that the smoke was the extremely poisonous corpse gas. But Wan Tianming ignored it and continued to use magic.

The two figures waved their arms, and the corpse energy around them seemed to be guided, gathering into columns of smoke that were injected into their bodies. In a blink of an eye, the black fog dissipated, revealing the true faces of the two gray-white figures.

Yan Yun observed the two refined corpses calmly, without any ripples.

Obviously, he had no idea about this, so how could he be shocked?

Among them, the tall corpse had a grim face and looked to be over fifty years old, but his arms were of astonishing proportions, almost touching his knees.

The broad and large palms are like white jade carvings, which are unique.

The other smaller corpse was that of a woman, who looked to be about thirty years old, with beautiful eyebrows and dark eyes, but there were three sharp weapons of varying lengths on her shoulders, which made people shudder.

Seeing that Yan Yun had no reaction, Wan Tianming's face darkened.

He took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and a strange sound came from his body. His body suddenly swelled up, and purple smoke spewed out of his mouth, instantly enveloping him.

Then, the smoke billowed and the colors were brilliant.

Seeing this, Yan Yun smiled slightly, reached into his sleeve, took out a three-colored bead, and held a green token in the other hand - the Eight Spirit Ruler.

He was thinking about how to deal with the current situation. His eyes flashed with blue light, thunderous sounds came from behind him, and then a pair of blue-white wings appeared.

Just as he was about to spread his wings and approach the enemy, something strange happened!

The smoke that was originally filled with demonic energy suddenly stopped, and then a black torrent rushed up into the sky. The smoke turned completely grayish white, accompanied by a heart-wrenching chill.

Yan Yun's heart tightened, and he blurted out: "Six Extremes True Demonic Skill?"

"Humph, I didn't expect there would be someone who knows what's good!"

The man stared at Yan Yun coldly, with a mocking look on his face. His figure was similar to Wan Tianming, but his face was completely different.

Yan Yun was shocked when he saw this, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

Yan Yun's gaze turned to the face of the tall, sturdy man who was a corpse refiner, then turned his head to examine the mysterious figure wearing Wan Tianming's clothes, and exhaled deeply.

This man and the corpse, apart from their slightly different body shapes, their faces are exactly the same as if they were carved from the same mold!
"Should I address you as the Master of Ten Thousand Sects, or should I call you the Supreme Saint of the Six Paths?"

Yan Yun's eyes flickered and his expression became more serious.

"Have you guessed my identity?"

The man who called himself "Wan Tianming" suddenly smiled coldly, and as he moved, the six demon shadows behind him also trembled.

"I have heard that the Six Extremes True Demonic Art, which can be fully understood and reached the pinnacle, is the top demonic art in the Chaos Star Sea. I am afraid that the only one who has practiced it to this day is the legendary fellow Liu Dao."

"Unfortunately, I thought you had been dead for many years. However, what puzzles me is, did you regenerate by taking over Wan Tianming's body, or did you simply transform yourself into Wan Tianming?"

"And who is this refined corpse that looks like you?"

"Could it be that you trained some kind of subordinate? Or did you even train your own body to become a demon corpse?"

Yan Yun asked slowly, his complexion gradually returning to normal.

"Haha, is it really necessary for a dying person to know these questions in such detail?"

The Six Paths Supreme Saint smiled sinisterly, his shoulders shook slightly, and two of the six phantoms behind him flew out instantly and merged into the two refined corpses in front.

The bodies of the two refined corpses, a man and a woman, suddenly trembled, and they opened their eyes expressionlessly, with their pupils showing dark green.

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious and incomprehensible spell came from the mouth of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, and the two demon corpses, which originally looked dry and thin, emitted a grayish-white demonic aura that tightly wrapped them.

As hair-raising screams rang out, the size of the two corpses began to expand wildly.

In an instant, they turned into giant monsters four or five meters tall amidst the painful howls.

One of them had a body covered with yellow copper-coin-like scales, shiny black, a pair of antelope-like horns on its head, and a green tail swaying gently behind it.

The other one had strange blood-red bone spurs all over his body, but his hands and feet were shining silver, as if they were made of silver.

There are four small emerald green eyes on the terrifying triangular head, which makes people feel scared.

The transformed forms of these two corpses are almost exactly the same as the demonic shadows that flew into the body before. However, the once illusory images have now turned into real demons, which is jaw-dropping.

After being shocked, Yan Yun couldn't help but feel his heart tighten!
“Haha, when the Six Extremes True Demonic Art is cultivated to its peak, it will be enough to summon the true Holy Demonic thoughts to possess the body. With this technique, its cultivation level can even compete with that of a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage.”

“Although no one in the human world has ever been able to truly reach this supreme realm since ancient times, even so, the two monsters I summoned now are as powerful as cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage.”

"Under this circumstance, do you still firmly believe that you can be safe and sound?"

The Six Paths Supreme Sage laughed wildly, and with a movement of his spiritual consciousness, the two demons that were originally motionless suddenly shook and disappeared from the spot at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, about ten feet away on both sides of Yan Yun, space fluctuations appeared at the same time, and two monsters mysteriously appeared from the void.

The two-horned monster swung its snake tail behind it, and immediately a green light attacked Yan Yun's chest, as fast as a storm.

The other monster covered with barbs squatted down, its body trembled, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air was immediately heard in the surrounding space.

Dense blood-red bone spurs, like overwhelming arrows, attacked Yan Yun at lightning speed, instantly enveloping the entire space.

Almost no one could avoid this sudden and extremely powerful attack.

Obviously, the intention of this powerful man named Liudao Jisheng was quite similar to Yan Yun's. He showed his extreme murderous intent towards the enemy as soon as he made a move.

At this moment, a hint of complacency appeared on his face, as if he firmly believed that under the close cooperation between the two demons, even if Yan Yun could escape by chance, he would never be able to get away intact.

However, the next moment, the old demon's face was filled with shock. It turned out that just when the green light was about to penetrate Yan Yun's chest and the blood thorns were about to pierce his body into thousands of holes, the blue-white wings behind Yan Yun, which symbolized the divine beast Qingluan, flapped lightly a few times.

As the wind howled, Yan Yun's figure disappeared in an instant.

What made the Six Paths Supreme Saint dumbfounded was that the green light and blood thorns had lost their target and could only attack the air with no effect.

Faced with this scene, a hint of surprise suddenly flashed through his heart, and the light in his eyes began to flicker, and he searched around anxiously for Yan Yun's trace.

However, before he could release his spiritual sense to completely cover the surrounding area for a search, above the two-horned demon, green lightning leaped and flashed, and Yan Yun's strange figure appeared.

Yan Yun, who came here by emergency teleportation, waved his hand without hesitation, and a green wooden ruler appeared before his eyes and shook slightly downwards.

A silver lotus as big as a palm immediately appeared under the monster's feet.

The silver lotus flower only spun for a moment, and colorful Buddha light surged out.

Feeling restrained by this mysterious power, the two-horned demon found that he could no longer move even half an inch, and the magic power in his body immediately stopped flowing.

Then, Yan Yun raised his other arm expressionlessly, and a beam of colorful flame emerged. Before anyone could notice anything unusual, a terrifying sense of oppression was faintly revealed in the flame.

At this moment, the demon next to him finally noticed Yan Yun's presence. He let out a sudden roar, and blood thorns swirled in the sky. In an instant, he rushed towards Yan Yun again, and this time his speed was even faster than before!
Almost in the blink of an eye, endless bone spurs approached Yan Yun.

However, Yan Yun never showed any fear, but just glanced at the blood thorns calmly.

Suddenly, silver light flickered in the empty place, and a small silver shield appeared out of thin air.

The small shield shook slightly, and then turned into a solid and thick silver screen, protecting Yan Yun firmly inside.

In an instant, the blood thorn hit the screen hard.

Fist-sized balls of blood burst onto the screen, and the crackling sound echoed like banana leaves hitting each other in the rain.

The screen initially experienced slight fluctuations, then began to vibrate violently and quickly showed signs of collapse.

The power of these blood-colored bone spurs far exceeds people's imagination, and the power of each one is comparable to that of a top-level magic weapon.

The Yuan Gang Shield was unable to bounce it off.

Yan Yun's expression changed slightly, and he seemed to be muttering some kind of spell.

A thumb-sized golden bead quietly appeared between the eyebrows, and then instantly turned into a layer of golden light shield.

It was the Vajra Shield that Yan Yun had been practicing in his body for a long time.

After so many years of practice, the power of this Vajra Relic is no longer what it used to be. In terms of defensive strength, it even exceeds the Yuan Gang Shield.

Therefore, the silver light curtain was eventually overwhelmed and gradually dissipated. When the remaining blood thorns hit the golden light shield fiercely, a harsh sound like metal collision was emitted.

The golden light on the surface of the light shield kept flickering, and it actually successfully blocked all the attacks from the blood thorns.

During this process, a sound of a phoenix crying came from the ball of hot flame containing three colors in Yan Yun's hand.

Then, a firebird covered with flashing three-color runes soared out, gently spread its gorgeous wings, and then dived straight down.

Its target was obviously the two-horned demon that was lying on the ground and unable to move a single step.

Although the demon was bound and unable to move, the ferocious expression on his face was still visible and he quickly opened his mouth.

It spit out a white wave, which collided violently with the attacking firebird.

Accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, the white waves and three-colored sparks entangled and collided with each other.

Although this sound wave is a strange ability that this demon is born with, he is limited by his physical body.

Unable to fully mobilize the magic power in the body, the power generated by this ability is naturally much weaker and cannot be compared with the attack of Yan Yun wielding the Three Flame Fan.

The two sides only confronted each other for a short moment before the Firebird shattered into countless pieces. A halo of light shrouded in three colors suddenly appeared, and after a slight rotation, it immediately swallowed up all the white waves below.

Next, the halo began to expand wildly, and in just a few breaths, the area that originally covered a width of about ten feet was completely swallowed up by it.

At this moment, the monster that was living in the corpse disappeared without a trace.

Although the above process seems quite slow, it is actually completed in just a few breaths.

When the Six Paths Supreme Saint, who was casting spells nearby, saw this scene, his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

He never expected that the two demons he sent out to work together not only failed to destroy their opponents, but were defeated by one demon in the opponent's easy and graceful movements.

However, at this moment, he finally realized that the young man in front of him was by no means an ordinary monk.

Driven by anger, he no longer cared about any other problems. He quickly activated his spiritual sense, increased his magic power output, and a black light spurted out of his mouth.

The black light rushed through the air and in the blink of an eye turned into a black mist and disappeared into the void.

At the same time, the hedgehog-like monster on the other side let out a low roar, and the four strange eyes on its face flashed at the same time. Then its figure became a little blurred, and it disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, the space behind Yan Yun fluctuated violently, and two silver arms stretched out from the void.

With a crisp clicking sound, the two arms grew more than twice as long out of thin air, and one of them turned into a sharp claw.

One grabbed Yan Yun's crown fiercely, and the other disappeared in an instant, replaced by a huge silver fist, which hit Yan Yun's back directly.

At the same time, as the black light flashed, a black octagonal hammer as big as a head was suspended several feet above Yan Yun's head, swaying unsteadily, and smashed down fiercely with an eerie and terrifying black aura.

Judging from the powerful demonic energy, this is actually a magic weapon that is extremely rare in the human world!
However, the old devil still refused to give up. His shoulders trembled slightly, and the other four real devil images in the sky behind him also opened their eyes wide. They waved their eyes suddenly, turning into four black lights and quickly pounced towards Yan Yun.

Just like that, Yan Yun, who had just successfully eliminated a monster, was once again caught in the joint attack of the old devil and another monster.

Yan Yun sighed softly and did not take any special spellcasting action, but the green light on his body flashed in an instant.

A silver light flashed on the part close to his back, and a faint figure appeared quietly, and two silver fists rushed forward without hesitation. (End of this chapter)