Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

The old Black Devil was secretly delighted.

Sweeping thousands of troops is not a horizontal attack, as long as I leaned back a little bit, I dodged it.

But in the next second, the hundreds of feet long sword glow suddenly slashed down.

The old Black Devil was shocked.

Quickly turned around and moved to dodge.

However, it is still too late.

The left half of the old Black Devil's body was cut off directly.

As the black air rises, jet-black blood gushes out.

The old Black Devil's face was gloomy, and his eyes were about to burst into flames.

If winks could kill, Baili Yidao would have died several times already.

With a knife across his shoulder, Baili Yidao laughed and said:

"Hey, old dog, the blood is black, it seems that the heart must be black too."

As soon as the words came out, the old Black Devil suddenly had veins popping up on his forehead, and couldn't help roaring:

"You black face, no matter how dark Daddy's heart is, it's not as black as yours!"

"Didn't you sweep away thousands of troops? Why did you chop it down vertically? What about the trust between people?!"

Baili Yidao picked his nostrils, looking rather disapproving.

"Old dog, are you stupid after staying here for ten thousand years? Just believe what I tell you."

"Besides, who stipulated that sweeping a thousand troops must be done horizontally and not vertically. Can't I create it myself?"

"Times have changed, old dog!"

Black Devil's head was full of black lines, but he didn't respond.

"Old dog, don't think about running away anymore, your IQ is not as good as mine."

After all, the sword light reappeared.

It directly submerged the skinny half of the old Black Devil's figure completely.

Baili Yidao put away the big knife in his hand and murmured softly.

"Why would I add 'return'..."

"Pfft, hahahaha..."

Interrupted by the laughter, Baili Yidao looked up at Mu Canglan.

"Mu Er Er, why are you laughing!"

"One knife, let's go back to slaughter pigs with our IQ, puff..."

Mu Canglan suppressed a smile, her whole face turned black and red.

"The one you chopped up just now is a fake, that old ghost has already escaped along the black energy from the wound!"

"You are still beeping on your own for a long time...haha...you said that the times have changed...hahaha, I laughed so hard."

"Stop laughing!"

Baili Yidao became angry from embarrassment.

He first looked back at the direction where the old Black Devil disappeared just now, and then the blade shook violently.

The space it is in is crumbled inch by inch.

Horrific coercion and murderous aura swept across the entire Burial Valley in an instant.

Looks really annoyed.

The cultivators of Sect, such as Tianjianzong and Tiandaomen at the bottom of the valley, were all frightened, trembling, and had the urge to prostrate themselves on the ground.

The weapons in their hands also fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound.

This kind of coercion is something they have never felt before, even their own ancestors can't match it.

Only the few people around Huo San were not affected.

Of course, the sky-level killers in the Temple of Killing God were not greatly affected, or they had already gotten used to it.

"That black-faced god is really strong..."

"But why do I feel that this power is a little familiar, as if I am... facing the Lord Baili."

"You feel the same way? I thought it was just me."

The killer even shivered after thinking about it.

It seems to have thought of something mysterious and terrifying.

"Then why is the Lord of Baili Palace completely black? Is it for practicing some kind of Cultivation Technique?"

"Well, it's possible, I have a chance to ask for advice some other day!"

...

At this moment, a huge crack suddenly opened above the sky.

Then, there was Sen's sneer that resounded throughout the sky.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Damn face, I didn't expect this seat to be dead."

The emaciated half of the old Black Devil's body unexpectedly appeared in everyone's sight again.

"How is it possible? Wasn't this guy submerged by that terrifying sword light just now? Why is he still alive?"

"Can't even that terrifying black-faced Shendu kill the old Black Devil?"

Horrified exclamations came and went.

"Little San'er, can the big black man you brought with you be okay? Do you want to make a move?"

Hu Li leaned close to Huo San's ear and asked softly.

"Don't worry, it will be fine."

Huo San stared at the crack above the sky, as if thinking of something again.

With a chuckle, he continued with a playful look:

"Perhaps he doesn't even need to make a move..."

Above the sky, the old Black Devil was still laughing wildly.

"Heilian, as long as I absorb that original power, even ten of you are still no match for me."

"Oh, is it so."

Baili Yidao sneered.

"Then I'll kill you now!"

After all, Baili Yidao didn't hesitate any longer, he took the big knife and slashed across.

Seeing this, the old Black Devil's expression changed drastically.

I scolded myself for being cheap in my heart.

But at the same time, he also accelerated his movements.

The moment Baili Yidao rushed into the sky, streams of milky white brilliance suddenly burst out from the pitch-black crack.

Then, a light group that Baili Yidao was very familiar with appeared.

He was so frightened that the hairs all over his body stood up.

Seeing Baili Yidao's reaction, Black Devil couldn't help but sneered and said contemptuously.

"What's wrong with the black face, are you afraid?"

The old Black Devil raised his head and stared at the slowly falling white light ball, his eyes became more and more hot.

"Have you never seen such a powerful thing?"

Baili Yidao looked strange.

Not only has he seen it, but he has even felt the violent energy in it many times.

No, isn't this blackened body caused by this thing?

Could it be that this old Black Devil, who is so self-indulgent, wants to absorb this thing?

Thinking of this, Baili Yidao couldn't help but retreated a few more steps.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, I will definitely let you experience the joy of Death after I absorb it."

The old Black Devil laughed wildly.

"After my demon clan discovered the origin of this newly born, after a series of battles, I exhausted my energy to fight for the space here."

"After that, the Cultivation Base, which exhausted all the masters of the Demon Race, sealed it layer by layer. In the end, only I was left in this space, but I still couldn't reach the critical point where I could absorb him."

"Later, I opened up the space and attracted a large number of cultivators to compete for opportunities and absorb a lot of soul power from it. Finally, my wish will come true..."

Hearing this, the surviving cultivators below realized that the Lost Battlefield was just a trap from beginning to end.

"The last time I opened it, a cultivator discovered the secret while I was strengthening the seal."

"I wanted to silence him, but he had an aura somewhat similar to mine, so I let him go and wanted to use him to attract more people."

"Sure enough, he didn't disappoint me. He actually brought a lot of people this time, that is, the group of men in black who were trampled into the mud."

"After absorbing their soul power, finally reached the time to absorb that source..."