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Whether it was Ling Yun or Six Bodhi City, these people were all young and talented geniuses. In the future, they would be able to support an entire world.

During his time in the mountain, Wenye had heard more than once about the awe-inspiring prowess of these characters from other people from the younger generation. He originally thought that meeting Ling Yun was already a great fortune, but who would have thought that in just a few days, he would meet the Six Puti once again! One had to know that if these people wanted to meet other people, there was no place they could run into. However, Wen Ye had no interest in these outstanding figures of the younger generation. At this moment, she could only feel the wind howling in her ears, bringing with it a bone-piercing pain.

Wenye knew that it was the Ghost Demon that had fallen, and he also knew that this village was the hiding place of the death-fearing Tang Huai Zhou. However, he never expected that, as Lingyun had expected, the Ghost Demon did not dispel his resentment with Tang Huai Zhou's death.

The entire village began to drip with a sea of blood!

Thankfully, Tang Huai Zhou was afraid of hiding in the forest. If he had been in the middle of a chaotic city, more blood would have flowed and more people would have lost their lives.

Seeing that they were one hundred meters away from the ground, even if they wanted to run, they did not know how to do so. The six of them did not stop there.

"The Demon Soul has been wounded for some reason, but the resentment in our hearts is supporting him in his slaughter. We don't need to delay any further, in case he tries to escape, and use the Subhuti Slaughtering Formation to force him out, and get rid of him as soon as possible."

The other five all agreed! Wen Ye could not help but ask, "Where is Jian Wu Chen? Can't this level of baneful creature only rely on you few? "

This young master's life is in the hands of the six of you, so don't think too highly of yourself. The words in his heart were tactfully left out by Wenye.

"Young master is currently far away from me, but today, the demon child must be eliminated." As he spoke, he also entered the range of the killing intent. As he stood there, he felt an absolutely terrible, bitter, and indignant aura that made Wen Ye's breathing quicken, and his kind heart set him on the ground, causing his legs to go weak the moment he came into contact with the ground. He felt as if his entire body was made of mud, but fortunately, he did not realize that Li Wen Ye, who came from the Dragon Tiger Mountain, was actually as timid as a mouse! The six of them rode on swords with extraordinary figures. Even the so-called immortals would only be able to do so. The Kindness of the Heart said, "The six of us will eat and live together since we were young. Our hearts are already interlinked, and we can use the Bodhisattva Slaughtering Formation to its full potential. "However, the demonic nature of this demon soul is far beyond my expectations. Stay here and don't move. If any of my six brothers are unable to withstand it, I will trouble you to come and complete this Bodhisattva Killing Formation."

He did not immediately fall to the ground, which was already giving these six people a lot of face. After finishing, the six of them no longer cared about Wen Ye and directly rushed towards the place with the most ferocious killing intent, shouting out from the kindness in their hearts, "Set up the formation!"

The six longswords cut through the long arc and dove into the ground, cutting off all the earth spirit energy that had surrounded the ground! The six of them each held a longsword, simultaneously pinching their fingers together. The blade emitted a faint golden light, dazzling to the eye. It was unknown whether this golden light had some psychological effect or something, but Wen Ye felt that the pressure around him had been greatly reduced.

The golden light formed by the sword transformed into a long line of energy that shot straight into the center of the earth. Suddenly, the sword trembled incessantly as the six people took a step back. As he stepped on the seven stars and used his hands to pluck the spirit energy from the sword blade, the golden lines that went deep into the earth's core congealed into crackling lightning rays!

Lightning Dharma!

Between heaven and earth, there was only 'thunder' as the most masculine thing, as the bane of evil, but this thunder was also divided into heavenly lightning and thunder. As the name suggested, heavenly lightning was a lightning bestowed by the heavens. The boundless Supreme Yang Qi contained within was not something a thunderbolt could compare with. Although the power of thunder was slightly weaker than that of heavenly thunder, it was still extremely positive, and was very difficult to learn! Yet, these six people were so skilled in using it. This bone, as well as their cultivation, had long since left the other cultivators far behind!

These six people were nothing more than Jian Wuchen's Sword Attendant. How strong was Jian Wuchen, the reputed number one genius? Six Puti had cut off the earth spirit in that area long ago. The only thing that the demon spirit could rely on in order to repair the wound was the sky spirit. Could it be that the demon spirit was about to appear because of the disturbance in the ground?

As if confirming what Wenye was thinking, a strong baleful aura rushed toward him from the sword circle. Wenye sat unsteadily on the ground with bean-sized beads of sweat and breathing heavily. It seemed that he was fighting with the devil soul technique. The demon soul no longer had the appearance of an old lady. Its entire body was pitch black like stone paint, and it had a pair of wings on its back. There was a bright red mark on its forehead, Manju Sha! It was the mark of an fallen demon.

The thick black infernal energy was like the stove in which a farmhouse built a fire. The demon soul was like that stove, the moment the golden threads came in contact with the black infernal energy, a white smoke would rise up from it, the Six Bodhi's face turned green, and their feet sank into the ground of three inches. When the six of them turned around, the golden threads that were imprisoning the demon soul shrank, causing the miserable ghost to scream and panic as the ant scattered. If even this ant knew that it was in danger and was running in all directions, wouldn't Wen Ye be no better than an ant?

Suddenly, a muffled thunder came from the sky. Wen Ye, who was about to run away, raised her head and saw that the clouds were constantly changing. The muffled thunder came from the distance and played on the demon's head like a drum.

The demon soul seemed to sense that something was wrong, and it struggled even more ferociously. The corners of Six Puti's mouth turned red. Suddenly, a flash of white flashed through the sky, causing the entire mountaintop to turn as white as snow, followed by another flash of white …

These six people actually forgave two strikes of divine lightning!

The two bolts of lightning struck the demon soul without exception. Immediately, white smoke emitted from its pitch-black body. The murderous aura that enveloped the mountain was dispersed by the two bolts of lightning. As the two bolts of heavenly lightning struck down, Six Puti's pale face was devoid of blood. He didn't even have the strength to lift his sword anymore, but the Demon Soul that had been struck by three bolts of heavenly thunder shakily stood up once more! Although this lightning was not truly bestowed by the heavens, it was still something that was as masculine as possible! This demon soul had not died yet!

Even if he didn't die! However, the Demon Soul was swaying towards Wen Ye and wanted to shield him away. The Six Bodhi wanted to remind him that even speaking was a waste of energy, so he could not do anything about it.

Wenye was also startled and staggered three steps back. However, devils tended to use their spiritual power to recognize people, so of all the people present, which one of them had a lot more spiritual power than Wenye. Naturally, the devil soul wouldn't notice that there wasn't any spiritual power.

Seeing the terrifying demon soul flying towards him, Wen Ye's heart suddenly beat faster as if it was about to jump out of his throat. Then, he heard the sound of a sword ringing out from his side, and a white light shot out like a lightning straight towards the demon's forehead from the left side of Wen Ye.

The Demon Soul was already weak. This sudden sword strike was unavoidable. Even the one who sent out this sword attack was seriously injured.

Wen Ye, who was still in shock, saw the spirit sword pierce through the Manchu marks on the forehead of the Demon Soul and the trees in the forest. The struggling Demon Soul's movements gradually weakened and turned into wisps of green smoke before disappearing. A panting Ling Yun rushed over as he stared at Wen Ye with concern in his eyes: "Brother Wen, are you alright? I came as soon as I could, luckily it wasn't too late."

Although the art world was very shameless, it wasn't as if he didn't understand shame. Although the demon soul wasn't the only one, it didn't have anything to do with the art world. He turned his head and said, "Six Bodhi is in the village. Quickly look after them."

Lingyun was surprised at first, but he quickly kept his spirit sword and bid farewell to Wenye, and like that, he left the village. Six Puti who was resting had also recovered some of his strength, and these few people seemed to already know each other, laughing merrily.

However, literature was just literature. Even if one was a little bit ashamed at this moment, it was fleeting. He patted his chest and let out that signature smile, as if he was sighing over how he had narrowly escaped death.

At this time, the soft voice of little Luosha came from her side. She had her hands behind her back, looking like an old man. Her eyes curved like a bridge as she looked at Lingyun and Nannan: "Such a mighty old man."

Seeing this little Rakshasi's awe-inspiring appearance, Wen Ye did not hesitate to make a move on her. He sent a chestnut with a gloomy face as he asked: "Is it really that awe-inspiring? Hm? When I beat you up, was it cool? "Hmm?"

It scared the little Rakshasi so much that he turned around and ran towards Ye Su.

It was only then that little Rakshasi realized that even though a long, long time had passed, the sesame seed in this good-for-nothing trail still wouldn't change. There was something he wanted to say? The dog can't be changed...