Sky War Soul

0In the blink of an eye, another month had passed. The Northern Frontier had turned completely into a mess. All sorts of forces had mixed in, and the battle with the demon race had become even more intense.    

    

Since there were no experts at the top level, neither side had an exaggerated advantage over the other. In general, there were fifty to fifty people on either side.    

    

However, at this moment, more than ten different races had joined the battle.    

    

However, their target was not the demons, but the Northern Frontier Army.    

    

This group of pagans was led by the Triad. Together with the Winged Clan and the Two-headed Clan, they brought up to a dozen of them. They were truly powerful forces that could not be ignored, and might even surpass the combined forces of the three Kingdoms.    

    

After the foreign forces joined the battle, although it was not enough to change the entire situation, it still caused the Northern Frontier forces to suffer consecutive defeats, and they were somewhat powerless.    

    

Chu Yun and his group would follow them around every day, fighting to the death with almost no one.    

    

No matter if it was the Great Sage, Yi Lili, Luan Luan or Chu Yun himself, they had all benefited greatly from the many battles, and their combat ability had increased by leaps and bounds.    

    

As for Chu Yun, there was even less of a need to talk about him.    

    

He studied sixteen of the Region Emperor's halls, and carefully examined his entire body.    

    

If there were any shortcomings, they would be mended, and all the shortcomings would be filled in, turning into advantages.    

    

In terms of luck, in the entire TaiGan Continent, there was probably no one who could compare to Chu Yun.    

    

"Amitabha."    

    

In the intense battlefield, a group of monks clad in golden light was very eye-catching.    

    

Buddha statues rose up behind them, saying that Buddha was merciful while reaping the lives of the demons.    

    

This group of monks came from the Buddhist Sangha and were led by several ministers. They came to reinforce the northern border.    

    

Other than the Buddha, there were also disciples from the Four Great Clans.    

    

Tang Zixian, Tang Haoran, Tang Feng, Tang Wudi, Ye Xiangnan, Ye Chuanjiang, Ye Guxing    

    

The realms of these people had all reached the Ascension Realm and fought shoulder to shoulder with each other, which actually killed those demon clan bastards and made them pee their pants.    

    

Countless troops were fighting on the ground, the trump cards of the Three Great Kingdoms' heavy cavalry continued their charge, wave after wave.    

    

Their spear tips were all stained with fresh blood.    

    

The disciples of the several great forces of the South Sea fought with all their might. Their moves were very strange. Even if their martial souls were sabers and swords, it was still different from the paths of the Central Region.    

    

The most eye-catching amongst them, was naturally the Zi Tian Palace, which was led by Murong Zi.    

    

Violet Sky Palace was one of the largest forces in the South Sea. The disciples under it mainly practiced sword moves, and their offensive was fierce. As sword lights shot out, it was very fierce.    

    

Murong Zi raised her hand and pierced through a great demon, she wiped the blood off her face and looked ahead coldly.    

    

This was the largest war since the Monster race invaded the Northern Frontier!    

    

There were at least a hundred thousand demons participating in the battle. Of course, the majority of them were the bottom level demons that had Genuine Force s and Xuan Wu Realm s, which were only about one percent or so.    

    

Even if it was only 1%, it was still a lot.    

    

This meant that there were at least a thousand greater demons with Divine Abilities Realm s and above.    

    

There were even hundreds of Ascension Realm Demon Kings and Demon Ancestor!    

    

It was as if the two sides had a tacit understanding of each other. They both chose the Hundred Miles Plains where they fought and fought.    

    

Chu Yun's eyes were ice-cold. He rushed to the front of the array and used his spirit energy to control the water moon sword and the heavenly blade. They circled around him for about a hundred meters.    

    

Any demon clan within a hundred meters would be strangled to death!    

    

In the dense battlefield, the surroundings of Chu Yun miraculously formed a vacuum around him, and no one dared to approach him.    

    

After all, this was a battle of life and death between the two sides. Chu Yun didn't hold back in the slightest, releasing all three thousand, as well as the several tens of sect masters from the Yun Realm, to attack the enemy together.    

    

A horrifying scene appeared. With Chu Yun as the leader, leading dozens of Sect Leader experts, they charged around the battlefield killing people.    

    

Godly block, God-Slaying, Buddha block, Extinguish!    

    

No matter how strong the Demon King was, if he approached, the only thing left for him to do was to die.    

    

Especially for the 3000 True Dragons, they flew in circles in the sky, occasionally spitting out a mouthful of spiritual energy, crushing countless demons into ashes.    

    

Those demon clan members raised their heads in fear, staring at the True Dragon soaring in the nine heavens.    

    

Three thousand was probably the last true dragon on the TaiGan Continent. As the demon beast standing at the peak, even the demon race could not withstand his dragon's might.    

    

Demi-humans and demonic beasts had a deep relationship with each other, so they naturally had some fear towards the three thousand demonic beasts.    

    

"Chu Yun, I heard that you are very strong. Let me fight with you!"    

    

While the battle was still intense, the neo-demon horde took the initiative to split apart, revealing a thin and weak demi-human with a spear in his hand walking out with a ferocious expression.    

    

He raised his head, his crimson eyes staring straight at Chu Yun, his voice hoarse as he said, "I am Huang Xiaolong, one of the Seven Demons of the Goblin Tribe. I heard that you are a heaven's pride level expert that stands firmly at the top of the Rankings, and you even defeated Young Master Luo Xiao.    

    

As Huang Xiaolong spoke, his eyes became increasingly ferocious and scarlet.    

    

When his gaze fell upon his body, he felt an inexplicable sense of terrifying pressure, as if a ferocious beast was staring fixedly at its prey.    

    

Chu Yun turned to look at Huang Xiaolong, and smiled faintly, "Two of the so-called Seven Demons have already died in my hands, it's just a motley crowd!"    

    

Hearing this, Huang Xiaolong flew into a rage, "Whether I'm a motley crew or not, we have to fight before we know!"    

    

As the sound of his voice faded, Huang Xiaolong waved the blood red long spear in his hand, drawing a sharp arc in the air, aiming straight at Chu Yun's neck.    

    

This shot was both accurate and ruthless, and the angle was very tricky. If it was anyone else, they would not have been able to dodge it.    

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Evidently, Huang Xiaolong's cultivation base had already reached the Second Stage of Ascension Realm.    

    

The seven Demons were the most outstanding Chosen of the Demon Tribes. Other than the three Young Lords, they were the rest.    

    

With Huang Xiaolong's battle qi, he could easily make it into the top ten!    

    

With regards to the other heaven's pride experts in TaiGan Continent, Huang Xiaolong had high hopes, but unfortunately, the one he met this time was Chu Yun.    

    

Chu Yun could be said to be the strongest heaven's pride level existence in the TaiGan Continent. After comprehending the sixteen Region Emperor Palaces, no one could be compared with him.    

    

Not to mention one of the seven demonic beasts, Huang Xiaolong, even if the three Young Chieftains of the demon clan came in person, they still might not be a match for him.    

    

Facing the long spear that was filled with blood Qi, Chu Yun laughed coldly. His reaction speed was as fast as lightning, and he grabbed onto the tip of the spear in his hand.    

    

"Crack!"    

    

A dense gale swept over, the blood Qi on the spear continuously rushed into Chu Yun's palm, causing his entire arm to be shaken to the point that it was in extreme pain.    

    

"You actually dared to use your body to receive my spear. You will pay the price for your arrogance!"    

    

Huang Xiaolong laughed out wildly, once again exerting his strength, the blood qi that filled the air turned into a scarlet flood dragon and rushed at Chu Yun in a formidable array.    

    

A blood colored flood dragon roared, and struggled to get away from Chu Yun's palm. It crazily bit at it, and its sharp fangs randomly bit on Chu Yun's arm.    

    

Many wounds had appeared on Chu Yun's arm, as if he was being bitten by countless little bugs.    

    

However, he was still gripping the spear's tip tightly, unable to pull it back no matter how crazy Huang Xiaolong was.    

    

"Are you courting death!? Are you courting death!?"    

    

Huang Xiaolong felt the last bit of rationality ignite in his mind. Chu Yun was too arrogant, actually holding onto his battle spear with his bare hands.    

    

Why, why!    

    

Chu Yun's palm was already badly mutilated, but he was still the same, with a cold smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.    

    

"If this is your limit, then it's really disappointing."    

    

Chu Yun spat out a few words in a cold voice, his spine roaming around like a giant dragon. A sky-shattering power burst out from his palm, smashing right into Huang Xiaolong's chest.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

A dull thud sounded, and Huang Xiaolong's body was like a fallen meteorite, soaring up into the sky.    

    

While he was still in the air, several explosive sounds came out from his body, it was Chu Yun's fist mixed with his inner strength!    

    

Under the pressure of the hidden force, Huang Xiaolong's body was like a broken gunny sack, rotting in all directions and howling in the wind.    

    

The pitiful Huang Xiaolong, no matter what, he was still one of the Seven Demons and had an illustrious reputation amongst the demon race. Yet, he was killed by Chu Yun with a single punch in front of so many people.    

    

Huang Xiaolong's long spear was still floating in midair, but it was completely restrained.    

    

The Flood Dragon inside the pike, upon sensing Chu Yun's terrifying battle power, was so frightened that it immediately hid itself inside, not daring to appear again.    

    

Chu Yun grabbed Huang Xiaolong's battle spear and said indifferently: "The spear is not bad, it's a pity that I followed the wrong person!"    

    

With that said, Chu Yun's palm released a burst of force that shattered the spear from beginning to end.    

    

This spear had already reached the level of a top grade spirit weapon. No matter who it was given to, it would be a divine weapon that could greatly increase one's battle prowess.    

    

However, this spear had absorbed too much blood and resentment. Normal people would not be able to control it at all. If they were not careful, their minds would be controlled by the blood energy inside, turning them into an unforgivable devil killer.    

    

If it was not for that, Chu Yun would not have been willing to shatter the spear!    

    

The demons on the battlefield were all dumbstruck, their eyes filled with shock.    

    

In the Demon race, Huang Xiaolong's name was well-known, known by everyone.    

    

Some even compared him to the three young masters, saying that he actually had the potential to be a young lord. As long as he advanced, he would be on equal footing with the three young masters.    

    

No matter what happened, Huang Xiaolong was already dead.    

    

On the battlefield, to be killed by a single punch from an opponent and even die in an extremely miserable manner; this was practically ruining the prestige of an entire lifetime.    

    

At the same time, all the Spirit Demon beings looked at Chu Yun differently.    

    

Just by looking at this level of fighting strength, Chu Yun surpassing Thousand Demons Sect's Young Master Luo Xiao was definitely not just luck!    

    

He was so strong!    

    

So powerful!    

    

Chu Yun's face was expressionless, he was not immersed in the joy of victory.    

    

This was because he could feel that an aura of strength was staring at him.    

    

This aura was very familiar.    

    

If his guess was correct, it should be his old rival, Luo Xiao.    

    

Atop the battlefield, a figure could be seen flying through the air, heading in his direction.    

    

His temperament was still refined, no different from the last time he met him in the central region.    

    

Luo Xiao stood at the center of the battlefield, his eyes gleaming with a bright light. He looked at Chu Yun and laughed: "Chu Yun, what a coincidence, we meet again!"