The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 196 Evil God Asura
"Hua Ling Jue is really a good thing."

This is the skill that Yang Wenhao obtained when he broke through to transforming gods.

At first I thought this thing was tasteless, but now it seems that it is not bad.

Hualing Jue, as the name suggests, is something that can dissolve spiritual energy.

But this aura can refer to many concepts, not just aura.

Just like the second elder in front of him, he admires the creatures of the underworld, and what he practices is also the cultivation method of the underworld.

So it can be seen that there is a faint Shura power of the underworld on his body.

And it just so happens that the Spirit Transformation Technique is designed to restrain this kind of attack. As long as you are approached, unless you are stronger than Yang Wenhao, you will almost always be hit.

Hit by Yang Wenhao's palm, the second elder withdrew from the black mist, stepped back dozens of steps, clutched his chest, a mouthful of blood welled up his throat, and spat on the ground.

"How could you!"

The second elder looked at Yang Wenhao with disbelief in his bloodshot eyes.

He didn't believe that Yang Wenhao had seen through his abilities, and he found that the skills he had cultivated for many years had actually dissipated.

"Just let you shake it in front of me a few times. Do you really think I can't deal with you?" Yang Wenhao said calmly, "Tell me, who do you believe in in the Ancient Ming Sect? If you answer me, I can spare you." One life."

At this time, the second elder was just an ant in his eyes, an ant that could be crushed to death at any time.

Blood was seeping from the corner of the second elder's mouth, he suddenly laughed wildly, and said, "Even if you have some strength, Lord Cthulhu will avenge me."

At the moment the Second Elder shouted these words, a little black mist appeared on the Second Elder's body.

The black mist seemed to have corrosive properties, and it swallowed up the Second Elder's entire body.

This scene was completely seen by Yang Wenhao, and he frowned.

He was somewhat familiar with this power, it was from the underworld, and it felt exactly the same as the Shura he had seen back then.

It's just that, compared to the previous Asura, this power is now purer and more evil.

"Young man, if you want to run, run quickly, the evil god will descend immediately, and the whole earth will be turned into the land of the evil god, and the people on the earth will also be turned into the people of the evil god."

At this time, an old man in a long robe came out, and behind him stood several people with the same clothes as the previous second elder.

Presumably it should also be the elder of the Ancient Ming Sect.

"Hmph, a group of people rape!"

In the past, Yang Wenhao hated the traitors the most, because the traitors betrayed their nation and country.

But now, the traitors in front of them are even more excessive than the traitors. They betrayed their own race.

"Today, I will eliminate harm for the people."

Yang Wenhao's dragon-slaying sword came out, and his aura surged in an instant.

"Not good, stop him quickly, Lord Cthulhu is coming out soon, you have to hold on!"

The leading priest exclaimed.

Beside him, those elders all jumped down.

Although these people are not as strong as the Second Elder, but they are more valuable.

But in Yang Wenhao's eyes, having a large number of people is not an advantage at all.

"Sky Profound Nine Swords!"

A total of nine elders.

These nine elders were cut off by Yang Wenhao's long sword in an instant, and they couldn't die any more.

They don't have the powerful abilities of the Second Elder, they are still just mortals.

On the high place, the elder priest saw that the nine elders of his own sect made a move, and died without sustaining a round, his eyes were full of shock.

But soon, the color of shock turned into the color of fear.

"You can't kill me!"

Even those who offer sacrifices to the elderly are also afraid. When people reach their old age, what they fear most is death.

He is not as dedicated as others.

Yang Wenhao looked at the sacrificial old man, and said calmly: "If you tell me what the evil god you believe in is, I can consider to spare your life."

"I say I say."

What kind of evil god, what kind of adult, go to death.

The elder priest's eyes were full of fear.

"Master Evil God is."

Suddenly, there was a cold glow in the hands of the elder priest.

But the next second, he was stunned.

"Do you think it's just your knife? Can it hurt me?"

Yang Wenhao cut off the arm of the elder priest with a single sword.

Holding the priest's throat, Yang Wenhao pulled out the knife from his waist.

The moment the knife was pulled out, the wound healed instantly, and a hole was made in the clothes, and the rest could not be seen as if someone had stabbed him.

"My hand!!!"

The old priest gritted his teeth, he was not as good as those elders, he was just a puppet, just because he met the physical needs of the evil god.

After all, he is just a person who is afraid of death.

"Remember, you only have one chance, so be a good person in your next life."

Yang Wenhao began to use a little force in his hands.

The pupils of the priest's eyes widened, and he was breathing less and less air.

Suddenly, Yang Wenhao left the place in a flash.

"Boom."

There was a huge explosion and smoke rose into the sky.

"What's wrong?" Xiaobai looked at Yang Wenhao.

"If I'm not wrong, the evil god is coming." Yang Wenhao said.

"Evil God?" Xiaobai said.

"En." Yang Wenhao nodded.

In the smoke, a black figure appeared.

When I got the figure, it was three meters high, just like a giant.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of iron chains.

Black chains rushed out of the smoke and went straight to the southeast and northwest.

After a while, Yang Wenhao stared wide-eyed at the scene in the sky.

I saw that there are one to several people running through each chain.

The chains glowed with a dark red light, as if they were absorbing the lives of those people.

And when the smoke dissipated, Yang Wenhao also saw the existence nearly three meters high.

[Sura Clan Shaming: Nascent Soul Ninth Stage (weak), possesses the innate power of Shura, born for war, and has a killing instinct. 】

With the strength of Nascent Soul Nine Layers, this strength is already on par with Yang Wenhao.

You must know that Yang Wenhao has only just broken through to transform into a god.

"Not bad. It's been many years, and this is the first time I feel such a delicious breath."

Sha Ming, who is nearly three meters tall, is naked on the upper body, full of scars and muscles. The scarlet eyes are still the same as the dark red hair at home, and the whole face is full of evil feelings.

"Huh? There are still monks?" Sha Min looked at Yang Wenhao with great interest. When he saw Xiaobai behind Yang Wenhao, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth: "Yes, yes, There is such a stunning beauty in the world, it is my shame."

Sensing Sha Ming's look full of longing, Xiao Bai frowned, and a strong look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Yang Wenhao suddenly stood in front of Xiao Bai, protecting Xiao Bai behind him, and also blocked Sha Ming's naked eyes.

(End of this chapter)