C666 Aconitine(part I)
C666 Aconitine(part I)
"I just can't. They will definitely be able to do the same!" As he pointed at the Thousand Demon Sect people, he sneered, "I would like to see how many people you can save!"
"He's really stubborn!" Chu Yang's voice was cold and his expression turned cold, "Alright, you want to see, right? Then I'll let you have a look."
Weng! *
As soon as he said that, a great soul pressure was released from between his eyebrows, instantly enveloping everyone in the Thousand Demon Sect.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Immediately, muffled sounds rang out one after another. No one in the Thousand Devil Sect could withstand Chu Yang's soul pressure. The moment his soul pressure fell on them, some of their martial souls would explode and their souls would shatter. They would die without a sound or trace.
The rest of the people weren't kneeling down, but rather, their souls had suffered a heavy injury.
Without exception, all of them fell beside the villagers.
"Soul pressure! Your Soul Pressure... "How could it be so ridiculous!"
"What do you think? A hundred thousand souls! Do you even need me to explain yourself? The word 'stupid' means' stupid '!"
One hundred thousand souls!
The knife-scarred man was speechless. What other reason was there to do this? This was more than enough.
A hundred thousand souls! Almost a hundred thousand souls! How terrifying!
A hundred thousand souls was a very important reason for Chu Yang's soul pressure. Another reason was that his spiritual energy was already very strong. His martial spirit was already very strong, especially so for his talent martial spirit and fool martial spirit.
Of course, he wasn't just preparing for this.
Chu Yang's ten fingers suddenly fiercely pulled. Immediately after, everyone in the Thousand Demons Sect, whether they were dead or their spirit were severely injured, were all pulled up by Chu Yang, allowing him to control them.
On his ten fingers, one shadow line after another appeared. He didn't know when, but these black lines had already taken control of everyone in the Thousand Demon Sect.
This method was simply too unpredictable, causing Yang Ziming to exclaim in his heart. At this time, he understood why Chu Yang didn't care about the Thousand Devil Sect's threat at all, it was because he didn't need it.
Two methods, just one method was enough to ensure that there was no mistake. There was no need to worry, there was no need to compromise.
"This was done as a precaution. That thing among you, your Martial Spirit is amazing, your spirit is amazing. "It's a pity that all of you are just too much. You can't even give me the slightest bit of surprise. You've really disappointed me!"
Chu Yang used his camera to take care of the scar-faced man from the Thousand Demons Sect, but he saw that the scar-faced man would sometimes dance with joy, sometimes slapping himself, sometimes hitting his head on the ground, or treating the ground like it was the ocean as he started swimming.
The scarred man's body could not help but become completely numb. He was doomed to die and could only bitterly wait for his death to come in order to free himself.
"Please, all children, close your eyes!"
When all the children in the village closed their eyes, Chu Yang controlled the shadow string to strangle all of the Thousand Devil Sect. Then he collected their souls and left.
Only his voice could be heard from afar, "Little friends, if you are scared tonight, just think about your Uncle Chu, your Uncle Chu, who will cure all kinds of complaints!"
The voice drifted into the distance, and when the villagers, Yang Ziming, and the others' voices sounded, Chu Yang's figure had already disappeared without a trace, and he had already disappeared to who knows where.
Killing the Holy Son of Golden Roc and the Seven Demon Generals was just the beginning.