Wan Tianming frowned when he heard this, but then he still spoke slowly.
"Indeed, I made a mistake. They are no longer in human form."
After finishing his words, the movements of his hands followed the sound of the curse. The jet-black leather bag fell to the ground and the wind blew. Thick black mist rolled in, and two figures were suspended in it, looming.
Yan Yun couldn't help being shocked when he saw this, and immediately recognized that the smoke was extremely poisonous corpse gas. But Wan Tianming dismissed this and continued to use the magic.
The two figures waved their arms, and the corpse energy around them seemed to be guided, converging into pillars of smoke and injecting into their bodies. In the blink of an eye, the black mist dissipated, revealing the true faces of the two gray figures.
Yan Yun observed the two refined corpses calmly, showing no signs of disturbance.
Obviously, he didn't know anything about it, so he couldn't be more shocked.
Among them, the tall zombie had a cold face and seemed to be over fifty years old. However, his arms were of amazing proportions and almost touched his knees.
The broad and large palms are like white jade carvings, which are unique.
The other, smaller, refined corpse is that of a woman. She looks like she is about thirty years old, with beautiful eyebrows and dark eyes. However, there are three sharp weapons of different lengths on her shoulders, which make people feel hairy.
Seeing Yan Yun's lack of reaction, Wan Tianming's face darkened.
He took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and heard a strange sound inside his body. His body suddenly expanded, and purple smoke spewed out of his mouth, instantly covering himself.
Then the smoke billowed and the colors came out.
Seeing this, Yan Yun smiled slightly, reached into his sleeves, took out a three-color bead, and held a green token in the other hand - the Eight Spirit Ruler.
Thinking about how to deal with the situation at hand. Blue light flashed in his eyes, thunder sounded behind him, and then a pair of green and white wings appeared.
Just when he was about to spread his wings and approach the enemy, something strange happened!
The smoke that was originally filled with evil energy suddenly stopped, and then a black torrent rose into the sky, and the smoke turned into gray-white, accompanied by a chill that made people's hearts tremble.
Yan Yun's heart tightened and he blurted out: "Six Extremes of True Demonic Skills?"
"Humph, I didn't expect there to be people who know the goods!"
The man stared at Yan Yun coldly, with ridicule on his face. His body shape is similar to Wan Tianming, but his appearance is completely different.
Yan Yun was shocked when he saw this, with a look of sudden realization on his face.
Yan Yun's eyes turned to the face of the tall man with a thick corpse body, then turned to look at the mysterious figure wearing Wan Tianming's clothes, and took a deep breath.
This person and the corpse, except for the slightly different body shapes, their faces are as if they were carved from the same mold!
"Should I respectfully call you the Master of the Ten Thousand Sects, or should I call you the Supreme Saint of the Six Paths?"
Yan Yun's eyes flickered and his expression became more serious.
"Have you guessed my identity?"
The man who called himself "Wan Tianming" suddenly smiled coldly, and as he moved, the six demon figures behind him also trembled.
"I have heard that the six-pole true magic skill that can fully understand and reach its peak is the chief magic skill of Luan Xinghai. I am afraid that the only people who have practiced it to this day are the legendary Taoists of the Six Paths."
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"Unfortunately, I thought you had been dead for many years. However, what puzzles me is, are you reborn by taking Wan Tianming's body, or are you just transforming your own image into Wan Tianming?"
"And this refining corpse that looks similar to you, who is he?"
"Is it some kind of subordinate you cultivated? Or did you even cultivate your own body into a demon corpse?"
Yan Yun asked slowly, and his expression gradually returned to normal.
"Haha, is it really necessary for a person who is about to die to understand these questions in such detail?"
The Six Paths Saint smiled sinisterly, his shoulders shook slightly, and two of the six shadows behind him instantly flew out and merged into the two refined corpses in front.
The bodies of the two refined corpses, a man and a woman, suddenly trembled, and they opened their eyes expressionlessly, with their pupils showing dark green.
Immediately afterwards, a mysterious and incomprehensible spell came from the mouth of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, and the two demon corpses that originally looked dry and thin emitted gray-white demonic energy, wrapping them tightly.
As the scalp-numbing screams came out, the two corpses began to expand crazily.
In an instant, they turned into giant monsters four to five feet high amidst painful wails.
One of the bodies was covered with yellow copper coin-like scales, black and shiny, with a pair of antelope-like sharp horns on its head, and a cyan tail swaying gently on its back.
The other's body was covered with strange blood-red bone spurs, but his hands and feet shone like silver, as if they were made of silver.
On a terrifying triangular head, there are actually four small emerald eyes, which makes people tremble with fear.
The transformed forms of these two refined corpses are almost identical to the demonic figures that flew into the body before. However, the once illusory images have now transformed into real demons, which is jaw-dropping.
Yan Yun couldn't help but feel nervous after being shocked!
"Haha, when the Six Extremes of True Demonic Skill reaches its peak, it will be enough to summon the possession of a real holy demon. With this technique, its cultivation can even compete with the monks in the transformation stage."
"Although since ancient times, no one in the human world has been able to truly reach this supreme state, but even so, the strength of the two monsters I summoned now is equivalent to that of late Yuanying monks."
"Under this situation, does Fellow Taoist Yan still believe that he can be safe and sound?"
The Supreme Saint of Six Paths laughed wildly, and with a movement of his consciousness, the two demons who were originally motionless suddenly swayed and disappeared in place at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, space fluctuations appeared at the same time about a foot away on both sides of Yan Yun, and two monsters appeared strangely from the void.
The snake tail on the back of the two-horned monster flicked, and a green light immediately attacked Yan Yun's chest, as fast as the wind and rain.
Another monster with barbs all over its body squatted down, its body trembled, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air immediately sounded in the surrounding space.
The dense blood-red bone spurs, like overwhelming arrows, struck at Yan Yun with lightning speed, immediately enveloping the entire space.
Almost no one could avoid this sudden and powerful attack.
Obviously, the intention of this powerful man named the Supreme Saint of Six Paths was quite similar to that of Yan Yun, and he showed his extreme murderous intention towards the enemy as soon as he took action.
At this moment, he had a look of complacency on his face, as if he firmly believed that with the close cooperation of these two demons, even if Yan Yun could get out of trouble by luck, he would never be left intact.
However, the next moment, Lao Mo's face became full of shock. It turned out that just when the green light was about to penetrate Yan Yun's chest and the blood thorns were about to prick his body into holes, the blue and white wings on Yan Yun's back that symbolized the mythical beast Qingluan flapped lightly a few times. .
As the strong wind roared, Yan Yun's figure disappeared in an instant.
What shocked the Six Paths Supreme Sage was that the green light and blood thorn lost their target and could only attack in the air, with no effect.
Facing this situation, a flash of surprise suddenly passed through his heart, and the light in his eyes began to flicker, anxiously searching for traces of Yan Yun everywhere.
However, before he could release his spiritual consciousness and completely cover the surrounding area, blue lightning flashed above the demon with two horns, and Yan Yun's strange figure appeared.
Yan Yun, who arrived here using emergency teleportation, waved his hand gently without hesitation, and a green wooden ruler appeared in front of him, shaking slightly downwards.
An anemone as big as the palm of your hand immediately appeared at the bottom of the monster's feet.
The anemone flower only rotated for a moment, and the colorful Buddha light emerged like a surging force.
Feeling the restraint of this mysterious power, the two-horned demon found that he could no longer move even half an inch, and the magic power in his body immediately stopped flowing.
Then, Yan Yun raised his other arm expressionlessly, and a bunch of colorful flames emerged. Before he noticed anything strange, there was a faint sense of coercion in the flames.
At this time, the demon next to him finally noticed the presence of Yan Yun. With a sudden roar, blood thorns swirled in the sky, and it rushed towards Yan Yun again in an instant, this time even faster than before!
Almost in the blink of an eye, the endless bone spurs approached Yan Yun.
However, Yan Yun never showed the slightest hint of panic, he just glanced at these blood thorns calmly.
Where there was nothing there, silver light suddenly pulsed, and a small silver shield appeared out of thin air.
The small shield shook slightly and turned into a solid and thick screen, firmly protecting Yan Yun.
In an instant, the bloody thorn hit the screen hard.
Groups of blood light as big as fists exploded on the screen, like the crackling sounds of bananas being beaten in the rain.
The screen initially fluctuated slightly, then began to vibrate violently, and quickly showed signs of collapse.
The power of these blood-colored bone spurs far exceeds people's imagination, and the power of each one is comparable to the top magic weapon.
Yuan Gang Shield was unable to bounce it away.
Yan Yun's complexion changed slightly, and he seemed to be reciting some kind of mantra silently.
A golden bead as big as a thumb appeared quietly between the eyebrows, and then instantly turned into a mask of golden light.
It is the Vajra Shield that Yan Yun has been cultivating in his body for a long time.
After so many years of practice, the power of this Vajra Relic is no longer what it used to be. In terms of defense strength, it even exceeds Yuan Gang Shield.
Therefore, the silver light curtain was finally overwhelmed and gradually dissipated. When the remaining blood thorns hit the golden light shield hard, it made a harsh sound like metal collision.
The golden light on the surface of the mask kept flashing, and it successfully resisted all the blood thorn attacks.
During this process, a phoenix cry came from the blazing flame containing three colors in Yan Yun's hand.
Immediately afterwards, a firebird covered in flashing three-color runes soared out, its gorgeous wings spread slightly, and then swooped straight down.
Its target is obviously the two-horned demon that is on the ground and cannot move even half a step.
Although the demon was restrained and unable to move, the ferocious expression on his face was still visible, and he quickly opened his mouth.
It spat out a white wave, which happened to collide fiercely with the attacking Firebird.
Accompanied by an earth-shattering roar, white waves and three-color sparks entangled and collided with each other.
Although this sound ripple is a strange ability that this demon is born with, it is due to his physical limitations.
It is impossible to fully mobilize the magic power in the body, so the power generated by this ability is naturally much weakened, and cannot be compared with the blow of Yan Yun wielding the Three Flame Fan.
The two sides only faced each other for a brief moment before the Firebird shattered into countless pieces. A halo of light covering three colors suddenly appeared. After rotating slightly, it immediately swallowed up the white waves below.
Next, the halo began to expand crazily, and in just a few breaths, the entire area that originally covered a wide area of about ten feet was swallowed up by it.
At this moment, the monster residing in the corpse disappeared without a trace.
Although the above process may seem slow, it actually only takes a few breaths.
The Supreme Saint of Six Paths who was casting spells at a distance suddenly turned pale when he saw this scene.
He never expected that the two demons he sent to join forces not only failed to destroy the opponent, but actually defeated a demon with the opponent's easy and free movements.
However, at this moment, he finally realized that the young man in front of him was by no means an ordinary monk.
Driven by anger, he could no longer care about any other problems. He quickly activated his consciousness, increased his mana output, and even sprayed out a black light from his mouth.
The black light flew through the sky, turning into a black mist and disappearing into the void in the blink of an eye.
At the same time, the hedgehog-like monster on the other side also let out a low roar. The four monster eyes on its face flashed at the same time, and then its figure became slightly blurred and disappeared on the spot.
The next moment, the space behind Yan Yun fluctuated violently, and two silver arms stretched out from the void.
With a crisp clicking sound, the two arms more than doubled in size out of thin air, and one of them turned into a sharp claw.
He fiercely grabbed Yan Yun's Tianling Gai, and the other one disappeared in an instant, replaced by a huge silver fist, which violently impacted Yan Yun's back.
At the same time, as the black light flashed, a black octagonal hammer as big as a head floated several feet above Yan Yun's head, swaying unsteadily, and slammed down with a ghastly black energy. .
Judging from this powerful demonic energy, this turned out to be an extremely rare magic weapon in the human world!
However, the old demon still refused to give up. His shoulders trembled slightly, and the other four real demon images in the sky behind him also opened their eyes wide. With a sudden wave, they turned into four black rays of light and rushed toward Yan Yun.
In this way, Yan Yun, who had just successfully eliminated a monster, once again fell into the joint attack of the old demon and another demon.
Yan Yun sighed softly and did not take any special spell-casting action, but the cyan light on his body flashed instantly.
The area close to his back suddenly glowed with silver light, a faint figure quietly appeared, and two silver fists rushed forward without hesitation. (End of chapter)