Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Netherworld.

The world guarded by the ghost army has stopped fighting at this moment, because just now the emperors of the ghost clan have been beheaded by Jiang Yan alone.

This battle lasted for a short time. In just half an hour, the five ghost kings who joined forces were all defeated by Jiang Yan.

The five heads are now neatly placed at the gate of the ghost clan capital. The entire capital has been completely occupied by the ghost army. The ghost captives coming and going look at the invincible human strongman in fear.

Standing in the top hall of the ghost clan king's city, Jiang Yan put his hands behind his back and looked deeply into the distance.

When he was a teenager, he was full of passion and hoped to create his own era like the famous generals in history.

He did it, and obtained powerful natural abilities from the fruit space, and made great progress in his subsequent career.

In the fight and struggle, he created an era belonging to Jiang Yan.

He has a harmonious relationship with his family and friends, and he has a mutual understanding with powerful enemies. He has saved civilians from the hands of the demons countless times. Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

After becoming the emperor, he has supreme power and talent, and even later slowly became the commander of the ghost army.

But no matter how talented he is, no matter how hard he works, he can't cross that gap.

This gap has sealed all the talents of the human race on the planet for fifty years. How sad it is.

But now he has a chance... He has the opportunity to step into a field that humans have never entered and become the only true Lord in this world! The only voice!

Jiang Yan saw that he was already old and frail in the reflection of the window. This was his choice.

After entering the emperor's throne, some people choose to seal their breath so that they can live in the world, while some people will try to step into a higher level.

As for the price to be paid, only his white hair can answer him.

"Speaking of Xielong, what is your wish."

The turbid eyes narrowed slightly, and Jiang Yan gave people the feeling of both good and evil at this moment.

The long-haired middle-aged man sitting on the luxurious sofa was the evil dragon from the Extraterritorial Demon Organization. He grinned and said:

"My dream? Of course it is to become a demon lord, but it is a bit inappropriate for people of our age to talk about the dreams mentioned by children."

"That's true. I heard that you sent your subordinate Mengnu to deal with Mu Bai?"

Jiang Yan asked softly while turning the Buddhist beads in his hand.

The evil dragon was furious when he thought of Mu Bai. Not only did Mengnu fail in the assassination, but the other party also took away her devil fruit.

It seems that Mu Bai has studied the dark dark fruit in depth and even studied out the ability to extract the fruit.

"If I capture this kid alive, I have to study his body carefully. After all, a body that can carry multiple fruits may allow the scientific research department of the Demon Organization to have major research results."

"By the way, Mu Bai killed your grandson, right?"

The evil dragon raised his eyebrows and thought that Jiang Yan would be furious, but he didn't expect to hear a turbid laugh.

"Grandson? If a body whose soul has been replaced can be called a grandson, then I have too many descendants."

In fact, Jiang Yan noticed it when Jiang Buming replaced the original owner. He could feel that there was an inexplicable power protecting him.

This power is vaguely related to the unfathomable way of heaven, which is why he observes him calmly.

The poor acting skills of adults playing children are really unbearable to watch. For an old fox like Jiang Yan, the other party is just an experimental subject.

What he didn't expect was that his grandson was defeated and killed by the young man named Mu Bai in the national competition.

"What a pity, what a pity."

Not knowing which person Jiang Yan was talking about, Xie Long looked at the time and said slowly: "Compared to a natural evil demon like me, you Jiang Yan are a complete bad guy. You even didn't let go of the soldiers who have followed you for many years."

"Hmph, what you said is true. It is their honor to help me enter the ninth-level divine realm with their evil spirit as the trigger and flesh and blood as the foundation."

Jiang Yan, with his arms open, said meaningfully: "When I become an eternal existence in the heavens, I will build a tombstone for them that will never collapse. Compared with the short-term pain, they will bear greater glory in the future."

"Hehe, that's none of my business. Remember Jiang Yan, when the ceremony is over, we, the extraterritorial demons, want the entire southern region of Xia Country. If you want to violate the contract, the consequences will be very serious."

The evil dragon stood up and slowly disappeared, muttering softly until his figure completely disappeared.

At the same time, the entire team of Youjun soldiers who had experienced many battles gathered, and 150,000 young heroes from all over the country gathered here.

Many of them came with injuries and were supported by others. Although the battles in recent days were hard, it was nothing to the well-trained four major legions of Xia country.

Today theyA commendation meeting will be held in the capital of the ghost tribe, and the battle with the ghost tribe that took many years will be completely over. They will return to the real world that they have not set foot in for a long time.

Reunited with their families and loved ones, they have been waiting for this moment with their hands stained with the blood of the ghost tribe.

The senior generals in the front row have not seen Commander Jiang Yan for a long time, and they can't help but feel strange. You know, the commander Jiang Yan is the one who abides by military discipline the most in the army.

Why today...

"Xiao Hai, have you noticed that Marshal Jiang has been very abnormal recently, including today's battle. The five ghost tribes are like voluntarily sending themselves to die, leaving their positions..."

The middle-aged general called Xiao Hai lowered the brim of his hat. He also noticed something strange, but Marshal Jiang was like his deceased father in his eyes.

Although he is strict, his love for the soldiers is true. From his standpoint, he has no right to doubt Marshal Jiang Yan.

In the void, the evil dragon took out eight strangely shaped flags, which emitted a cold and dim light.

"Jiang Yan must have emptied his old money to collect eight Ten Thousand Souls Banners."

He used the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art that only the Great Priest of the Heavenly Demon was qualified to practice and successfully activated the eight Ten Thousand Souls Banners.

The whole sky was covered with dark clouds in an instant, and the area originally planned for commendation on the ground emitted a dead black light! This formation completely controlled the 150,000 ghost soldiers!

Several top generals were extremely powerful, all of them were close to the level of the emperor's throne, but at this moment they only felt soft all over. When the Ten Thousand Souls Banners quietly fell in eight directions, the ancient sacrificial ceremony began.

The tiny black substances flowing out of the eight Ten Thousand Souls Banners were accumulating, and soon formed a human-like appearance.

The huge figure composed of black matter put these ghost soldiers who had lost their ability to resist into their mouths as snacks, and every more they ate would make their bodies more solid.

Deputy Commander Li Changwu raised his head desperately! With bloodshot eyes, he looked at Jiang Yan who was watching this scene from the window.

At this moment, he heard the painful howls of the soldiers and wished he could eat Jiang Yan alive with his own hands!

"Jiang Yan! You will die! You betrayed us!..."

Jiang Yan, who was humming a little song in front of the window, didn't care.

When the night fell, the eight black giants had swallowed all 150,000 ghost soldiers. The evil dragon who controlled all this handed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to the other party.

When Jiang Yan, who appeared quietly, took over the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, he looked miserable because he didn't have the protection of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art. The hatred of 150,000 people was enough to drive the strongest crazy.

Seeing the other party's expression gradually recover, the evil dragon was also stunned.

"I've finally waited for this day."

Eight Ten Thousand Souls Banners comparable to artifacts were crushed by Jiang Yan! The powerful power contained in them was directly integrated into his body, and the constantly changing and distorted faces appeared on Jiang Yan's face one by one.

What people felt at this moment was not fear but a weird feeling.

It was as if the souls of 150,000 people were compressed into one body.

Seeing that something was wrong, the evil dragon immediately moved away from the ghost clan capital.

The scattered soul power submerged the void, and the glorious ghost clan royal city shattered.