In this state, the speed, strength, etc. of these Corpse Soldiers have been significantly improved.
It was as if it was in a violent state, and it rushed towards Ling Yun madly.
Unfortunately, in the face of the absolute disparity in strength, these fancy methods are of no use.
Regardless of whether it is before or after the violent rage, in Ling Yun's opinion, there is no difference between the two, they are both equally weak.
On the contrary, it was because of these small movements that Ling Yun roughly sensed the location of those guys hiding behind.
According to the weak induction, Ling Yun's eyes were cold and he strode straight to the right.
Countless Corpse Soldiers came one after another, but they couldn't stop him at all.
Swinging the two swords at will, these Corpse Soldiers fell down like wheat.
A wisp of Bloodlight is attached to the wounds, making them unable to recover.
At this time, the seven-star spiritual envoys who were hiding in the dark and controlling the situation saw that Ling Yun, the god of death, was getting closer and closer to their position, and they finally couldn't sit still.
One of them couldn't bear the fear in his heart. He screamed and fled to the rear regardless of the obstruction of his companions.
The next moment, a harsh whistling sound sounded.
I saw a rusty bronze halberd coming through the air, piercing through dozens of Corpse Soldiers blocking the road, and nailing it to the ground!
A ray of blood flashed on the halberd blade and invaded his body along the wound, instantly suppressing his Spirit Energy.
In this condition, he couldn't even summon his own spirit.
"Save... save me..."
The spirit envoy vomited blood but did not die on the spot. After struggling to no avail, he could only look at his companions behind him for help.
"Damn it, you idiot!" Several other people cursed in their hearts. When they saw Ling Yun's eyes glancing over, they were frightened to death and knew that they could no longer hide.
They immediately looked at each other and ran away in different directions, with no intention of helping.
In his desperate eyes, Ling Yun fell from the sky and directly trampled it into a bloody mist.
Looking at the figures that had fled far away, a coldness suddenly flashed in their eyes.
Then the bloody blade was dispersed, and Thousand Machines also shrunk to normal size.
But the power contained in the blade increased instead of decreasing, as if all the power was compressed into one point.
Ling Yun held Thousand Machines in his hand, and the muscles in his whole body vibrated slightly, and he waved forward "gently".
"One style."
As soon as the words fell, a bloody sword light emerged, slashing away in the distance in an arc shape!
Dao Mang's speed was extremely fast. In just a few breaths, he had already caught up with the fleeing figures.
Several people's expressions froze, and they felt a flash of red light, and subconsciously looked down.
In their frightened and unwilling eyes, they saw a line of blood slowly emerging from their waists.
Before they could make the final struggle, the power within their bodies dissipated like a tide, and their bodies directly split into two pieces and fell to the ground.
The sword light didn't stop there. It didn't slowly dissipate until it spread to a thousand meters away!
As the sword light dissipated, he was the only one left standing alone within a radius of one kilometer with Ling Yun as the center.
This scene also dumbfounded the group of Demon Suppression Envoy behind them.
Looking at the silent battlefield, they worked tirelessly for a long time, but it couldn't even compare to the power of Ling Yun's sword.
The gap between them couldn't help but make them sigh with emotion.
At this time, Ling Yun stood quietly, looking at the broken limbs and broken arms that were almost piled up into a hill around him, with an extremely calm expression.
Even with the terrifying numbers of the Corpse Soldiers army, this blow would definitely be considered a big blow.
Even the spirit envoys responsible for controlling it were all killed. Although there must be many fish that slipped through the net, it will definitely take a long time to resurrect such a huge Corpse Soldiers.
Besides, they had to find a way to deal with the energy and blood power left in those Corpse Soldiers bodies first.
Seeing Corpse Soldiers swarming in from a thousand meters away, Ling Yun had no intention of taking action again. He just turned his head to look at a deep pit behind him and said calmly.
"Have you seen enough after watching it for so long?"
As his words fell, a rickety figure suddenly emerged from the originally empty pit.
This is an old man with white hair and beard, leaning on a skeleton crutch. His body is thin and his feet are even a little shaky. He looks like an old man in his twilight years.
However, to appear in this situation, the other party cannot be as simple as an ordinary person.
In Ling Yun's perception, this old man's thin body contained extremely terrifying power fluctuations.
I am afraid that even compared to Qin Wei, it is not weak at all.
Obviously, this is another unknown six-star peak powerhouse!
This old man who suddenly appeared on the battlefield naturally attracted the attention of everyone Demon Suppression Envoy.
Several of the more senior Demon Suppression Envoy stared at the old man's face, seeming to confirm something.
At this time, one of them finally recognized him and shouted in disbelief.
"No, that guy... seems to be Wu Yuan!"
"Wu Yuan?!" As soon as these words came out, everyone Demon Suppression Envoy was shocked, as if the other party was some extremely terrifying existence.
But the fact is almost the same. Celestial Fiends Wu Yuan is also a famous existence among the entire Demon Suppression Division and Myriad Fiends Registry.
Even Captain Qin Wei can only give a 50-50 shot against this person, which shows his strong combat power.
At this moment, they felt a little lucky. Although they didn't know why this guy appeared here, fortunately, he didn't take action before.
Otherwise, facing a six-star peak expert, they would have almost no power to fight back.
I'm afraid I won't even wait for Ling Yun to show up, and I'll have already gone to meet those old friends underground.
At the same time, they couldn't help but worry about Ling Yun.
Although I have full confidence in his strength, no one can feel at ease facing such a veteran strongman.
At this time, the old man looked at Ling Yun not far away, with a pair of cloudy eyes, but there was a trace of unnoticeable fear.
"The old man's name is Wu Yuan, from Celestial Fiends."
"My little friend, as a warrior, I guess you are not from that group of trash from Demon Suppression Division."
"If that's the case, why do we have to wade through this muddy water?"
"You can probably understand the current situation. No matter how hard you struggle, failure has become a settled situation."
"But as long as you are willing to leave, I promise that I will never stop you, and I will definitely give you a big gift that will satisfy you afterwards!"
What is surprising is that when the old man named Wu Yuan opened his mouth, he actually planned to persuade Ling Yun to leave.
It seemed that he was a little apprehensive about the strength he had just shown.
Listening to the old man's half-advisory and half-threatening words, Ling Yun's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be moving.
"Oh? It sounds like the conditions are pretty good."
Wu Yuan Hearing this, a smile suddenly appeared on his wrinkled old face.
However, Ling Yun's next words couldn't help but make his face darken.
"But I'm sorry, I have a habit of promising things to others and usually don't give up easily."
"Besides, you Celestial Fiends, a lot of people have died at my hands recently. I don't have the guts to take your big gift."
"It's better to keep it for your own retirement."
Wu Yuan looked ugly, his cloudy eyes flashed with a cold light, and his originally gentle voice suddenly turned cold.
"Young man, it's better not to be too arrogant."
"Although you do have some strength, in front of the Lord, you are just a stronger ant at best."
"I just have a passion for talent for a moment, but if you continue to be obsessed with it, the consequences will be beyond your imagination!"