Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1701: Outside the evil spirit

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Chapter 1701 The evil demon's outer path

The people around him froze for a while, and their gazes at Han Yu became interesting. No one felt vented because Han Yu made Old Eighteen embarrassed, but looked at Han Yu with gloat and compassion.

"Little brother, get out of here, hurry!" The old man said anxiously, his voice trembling.

"Who are these people?" Han Yu asked lightly.

"You don't even know them?" The old man said in astonishment: "They are the famous Shutian eighteen riders. These nine are silver nine riders, and the golden nine riders have not come."

"What's the origin of Zhutian Eighteen Horses?" Han Yu said.

The old man looked at Han Yu strangely, wondering if this person had just walked out of the old forest in the deep mountains, and said: "Shutian eighteen rides, from the Zhutian domain, famous for being cruel and iron-blooded. There are countless people who have been killed, but they have never failed since their debut. You have offended them today. They will never give up. Listen to my advice and go quickly. The sooner the better, the farther the better. Never meet them again."

After the old man finished speaking, he left first, simply fleeing.

Although he didn't offend Shaotian Shibaqi, he and Han Yu stood together for fear of being hated by Shaotian Shibaqi. At this time, the old man felt extremely regretful. He had known that he would not pull Han Yu just now.

Han Yu saw a few flashes of the old man and disappeared, and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly. The others are far away from Han Yu, for fear of being implicated by Han Yu.

"Zhutian eighteen riders?" Han Yu smiled faintly, and walked into Xiaoyao City.

"Damn, is this kid kicked in his head by a donkey, and Shutian Shibaqi is inside. Is he going to go in and die?"

"From what he said just now, it seems that he should be a newcomer. Poor, he only provokes people who shouldn't be provoke, and he deserves death!"

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Everyone pointed to Han Yu. In their opinion, Han Yu's entry into Xiaoyao City was undoubtedly dying.

Han Yu feels sad for them. Just now, the Shaotian Eighteen Horses made them have no dignity at all, but they did not dare to say a bad thing about the Shaotian Eighteen Horses, and instead laughed at Han Yu there.

Han Yu didn't bother to compete with these ants and walked straight into the city.

The street is wide, the ground is solid, and there are many buildings on both sides. Many doors are opened, but there is no one inside. Han Yu walked into a weapon shop and found the owner of the weapon shop, a middle-aged couple, who died in bed forever. Seeing this, he suddenly died at night.

The two of them had no injuries at all, no external injuries or internal injuries. The Niwan palace was empty, and their souls died.

Han Yu went to the next house again, and his death was exactly the same as the couple.

Han Yu inspected more than a dozen corpses one after another, and came to a conclusion that these people had their souls wiped out in an instant and died.

Among these people, there are the weak in the Tianwu realm and the strong in the Wuhuang realm, but they are all in this state of death.

"Only a saint has the power to wipe out the souls of millions of people in an instant. But why do the saints above the top have to deal with so many weak people? This is a massacre!" Han Yu couldn't figure out why the saints did this.

Killing millions of creatures overnight is a matter of harming the heavens and peace, as long as normal people will not do it.

Han Yu walked into a high-standard medicinal material shop. There were a lot of medicinal materials on the display shelf, but there was no one. Han Yu's gaze swept over at will, seeing a few precious medicinal plants, a strange red flower sealed in a transparent box, made Han Yu's brow jump.

This kind of flower, red as blood, is covered with sharp small thorns, called "Blood sees the soul". It is a very poisonous flower. If you accidentally touch a cut finger, it will be contaminated with blood. If people's souls are taken away in an instant, even gods can't save them.

"The people in this city, aren't their souls wiped out, but taken away?" Han Yu thought of another possibility.

"Tian Lao once said that there is a kind of evil spirit that specializes in extracting other people’s souls for cultivation. It is extremely vicious. The "Devil Soul Dafa", one of the three major magic arts that are as famous as the "Yin Sucking Dafa", is Cultivating by drawing the souls of others has long since disappeared in the cultivation world. If someone who practices "Devil Soul Dafa" is born, there will be another **** storm in the cultivation world!" Han Yu sighed secretly, tightly. He frowned tightly.

Tian Lao also said that because Qi Tian master's soul is stronger than ordinary people, people who practice "Devil Soul Dafa" will specifically find people from the Qi Tian line to start. It can be said that they are the deadly enemies of the Qi Tian line.

"It seems that we have to rush to the Wind Race as soon as possible to get them ready." Han Yu turned and left.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in from outside the door, blocking Han Yu's way, it was the old eighteen of the eighteen riders in Zhutian.

"You are so courageous, how dare you come to steal my treasures from the Holy Land of Wind and Cloud!" The corner of Old Eighteen's mouth slanted, with a cold look.

"Dangdang Fengyun Holy Land, it is really stingy to open such a small medicinal material shop!" Han Yu said coldly, quite ironically.

He doesn't think this medicinal material shop is the property of the Holy Land of Wind and Cloud, the other party obviously wants to find a reason to start with him.

"Dare to insult me ​​in the Holy Land of Wind and Cloud, you are looking for death!" The old eighteen was furious, and the spear in his hand pierced out suddenly. From his arm, he rushed out several trainings and turned into a python entangled in the spear. Go up, let the power of the spear skyrocket instantly.

"Boom!"

The void in front of Han Yu couldn't bear the terrifying pressure of the spear, so it exploded and thundered on the ground. A terrifying wave of air swept through, like a wind knife, trying to smash Han Yu into pieces.

But when they reached Han Yu one meter away, those wind knives quietly resolved. The spear hit Huanglong and pierced Han Yu's chest.

The murderous air and the coercion of the saints alone are enough to scare countless people. But Han Yu didn't change his face, sticking out his right hand, and slapped the spear directly.

"I can't help myself!" Seeing that Han Yu had chosen to pick up his spear with his bare hands, the old eighth couldn't help but sneer.

Looking at the world, anyone who can take a blow with his bare hands hasn't been born yet.

"Boom!"

The palm of the hand and the spear collided, and the air wave formed between the two exploded in an instant, fiercely hitting the two of them.

The old eighteen felt a terrifying force, attacking like a flood, numb his arms, and his feet involuntarily thumped back a few steps, and every step he stepped on, he must A huge pit was stepped on the ground, and after three feet stepped on it, the entire room collapsed. The bricks, houses, beams and other objects were bounced away before Han Yu approached him, and Han Yu stood still, motionless.

"Are you the cultivation base of the middle stage of Martial Saint?" Old Eighteen stared at Han Yu incredulously.

Han Yu looked at Old Eighteen with a calm expression with his back on his back, making him even more turbulent in his heart. He couldn't imagine how powerful a person he could be to take his full shot so easily.

What he didn't notice was that Han Yu's hands trembled slightly, and the weak brilliance on his palms flowed, and his injuries were healing quickly.