"Five people? Half an hour?" The demon clan's eyes looked at Fang Zhengzhi, then looked at Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others, and their fingers moved gently, one, two, three... Soon, the demon clan's eyes fell back to Yun Qingwu again: "You have really stood for half an hour?"

"Yes." Yun Qingwu nodded again.

"Well... it's very good! You really don't have to kneel down, at least half an hour before I stood." The powerful demon clan finally nodded when he heard this. He did not question Yun Qingwu's words, because the expressions on everyone's faces had already told him that what Yun Qingwu said was true.

"Can you stand for half an hour?" Yun Qingwu asked, her expression calm and her tone was the same as before, without any change at all.

However, after hearing this, Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others' expressions changed inexplicably and became extremely ugly.

After all, Yun Qingwu's words meant too obvious.

Can you stand for half an hour?

This sentence itself is a question, but in this environment, it is full of provocation when he said it from Yun Qingwu.

Yun Qingwu, a woman with almost no strength, faced with a strong man who came out of the Divine Sect, without any humility. Instead, in just a few words, she introduced the situation to the most favorable side to her without any effort.

How could such a woman not be a natural powerhouse?

"Hahaha..." After a pause, the powerful demon clan finally laughed again, his cold expression seemed full of chill, and at the same time, his hand slowly raised, a faint light flashed across his hand, and then, a dark sword appeared in his hand.

It can be called a short sword, of course because the sword body is short enough, but this short sword is somewhat different from other short swords, because the short sword in the hands of the powerful demon clan looks more like a bone spur.

The dark bone patterns are densely covered with bone spurs. It can be seen that this bone spur is not divided into a hilt or a sword blade, but only a bone knot protruding at the tail end.

The powerful demon clan did not answer Yun Qingwu's question.

It’s not because he doesn’t have the confidence to answer, but because he knows that in this case, not answering is much more powerful than answering. As a strong man, how can he lose his momentum again and again?

"Old man Mo, run!" Mu Qingfeng looked at this scene and subconsciously shouted.

"Run? I want to run, but can I run?" Mo Shanshi smiled bitterly. The strong man from millions of years ago, plus the demon emperor Bai Zhi, and dozens of demon kings rushing up from below, there is no possibility of running in such a situation.

"Master, Master Mo Valley, Master Qianlou, you go first, I will stop here!" Yan Yin's voice sounded at this time, and then the dazzling light also lit up on Yan Yin's body.

Without too much nonsense and hesitation, Yan Yin's personality is just like this, a little withdrawn, but he never retreated at critical moments.

The moment when the light lit up.

Yan Yin's hands also moved. As he had a rich fighting experience, although he had the intention of blocking the powerful demons, he would not be so stupid that he approached rashly.

After all, it is more appropriate to have a certain distance when facing such an unknown situation.

Yan Yin pressed his palms on his chest, and a pang Bo's aura also pressed down on the demonic powerhouse. At the same time, two rotating cross marks also appeared out of thin air on the left and right sides of the demonic powerhouse.

The powerful demon clan laughed.

The corners of my mouth raised slightly, which was a smile from my heart. It felt like I saw the most ridiculous thing, and my smile was cold and weird.

Of course he won't move.

Even though the two rotating cross marks had reached his ears and his hair was flying a little, he still had no intention of moving.

Until, two cross marks were really imprinted on him.

"Ding, ding!" Two light sounds, without too many waves, it looked like a rushing stream flowing into the rolling waves.

Some of them are just mud cows entering the sea, or the collision between eggs and stones, and then everything returns to peace.

"The realm of mortals? Acquired perfection?" The powerful demon clan glanced at the place where the two marks disappeared, then raised his left hand slightly and casually patted the light that had not yet dissipated on the armor.

A strange scene.

However, for Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others, this strange scene was obviously not just strange, because even they did not understand what methods did the powerful demon clan use to completely resolve the Yan Yin's large cross seal.

Swallow?

There is no such thing as, because there is a big cross seal on the armor of the demon clan's strong man, but if it weren't for devouring him, what methods would the demon clan use to resolve it?

Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi looked at each other and saw the same expression from each other's eyes, which was a tremor to the unknown.

Moreover, the most important thing is what the powerful demon clan said...

A perfect state of mortals?

Acquired perfection?

What do these two words mean?

Could it be that you are asking about the state of Yan Yin?

Several demon elders also looked at each other at this moment, with a sense of surprise and excitement on their faces. The reason for their surprise and excitement is that the demons are strong enough, but in addition to the surprise and excitement, they are also guessing the meaning of the demons' words.

"By Demon Lord... Yan Yin is now at the peak of the holy realm." Finally, after receiving the instructions of other demon elders, a demon clan elder tentatively spoke.

"The peak of the holy realm?" The powerful demon clan's eyes were filled with surprise, and he looked up at Yan Yin's body up and down. Finally, a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It's just that a mere mortal can be called a saint when he becomes a perfect person? Can't that be called a 'god'?"

"God?" Whether it was Mu Qingfeng or Mo Shanshi, including the Holy Realm powerhouses and the disciples of the sect below, their faces changed completely after hearing the last word from the powerful demons.

Since ancient times, it can be called a god. No one has been admired and worshipped by thousands of people. Each of them has the ability to move mountains and fill the sea.

It can be said that the word "Divine" has always been the supreme existence.

But the powerful demon clan in front of him...

But he said that he could call him "God"?

What arrogance, but this arrogance also reflects the confidence in the hearts of the powerful demons, and there is also a realm far beyond Yan Yin.

"Is it God?" The demon emperor Bai Zhi also looked at the powerful demon clan. Unlike the expressions of Mu Qingfeng and others, the expressions of the demon emperor Bai Zhi were obviously much calmer.

This is not because the demon clan might be in the same camp as her, but because she understands the meaning of the word "god" in ancient times.

"Well... from today on, my name will be 'Snap Demon God'!" The demon clan's powerful men obviously didn't care about the expressions of Mu Qingfeng and others. After saying a casual sentence, their eyes slowly fell on Yan Yin: "Do you know the difference between God and Holy?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Yan Yin's fists tightened, and the light on his body became rich again, as if there was a layer of substantial light cover covering his body.

As someone who was seriously injured in the battle with the demon emperor Bai Zhi, Yan Yin's current strength has indeed achieved far more than usual.

When his hands moved again, ten rotating marks appeared around his body, with strength and momentum, causing the space to fluctuate slightly.

"It seems that you don't know." After seeing this scene, the powerful demon clan "Demon God Split the Sky" raised his lips again, and his smile was obviously stronger and colder than before.

At the same time, his right hand also moved.

There was not much luster, nor too strong momentum. It just slowly raised it up, and it looked like it was a casual greeting Yan Yin.

However, this greeting is obviously not so friendly.

Because, the moment the right hand of the Demon God of Rifting Sky raised, the black bone spurs that were originally holding in his hand also disappeared, and it felt like they had evaporated out of thin air.

This feeling is very abrupt.

However, he had been standing there without moving, not speaking, and not taking the initiative to provoke trouble, but his eyes widened at this moment.

He who is in control of the way of reincarnation naturally has a sharper feeling of the fluctuations in the air, not to mention that the position he is standing is not too far from the Demon God of the Sky.

"Is speed? No... not speed!" Fang Zhengzhi subconsciously thought that the reason why the black bone spur disappeared was the speed that was fast to the extreme.

But soon, he felt something different.

Because, if it is just based on speed, then after the black bone spur attacks, in fact, after the black bone spur, some air fluctuations will not be avoided.

However, the black bone spurs that disappeared from the hands of the Sky-Splitting Demon God did not cause any fluctuations, which seemed to be a true disappearance.

But if it really just disappears...

Fang Zhengzhi's heart would not be as surprised as he is now.

After all, the Heavenly Dao of Reincarnation also has the ability to move shapes and shadows, and has the ability to escape in a short period of time, but the disappearance of the black bone spurs is very different.

Because, the moment the black bone spur disappeared, the black bone spur appeared again at less than seven steps away from Yan Yin.

As dark as ink!

Then, it flashed in a flash!

"Puff!" Just as the black bone spur flashed, a not-so-high sound also sounded again. Then, the black bone spur returned to the hands of the Sky-Splitting Demon God.

However, there was a bright red color on the black bone spurs. The rain-like blood slid down the bone patterns on the black bone spurs and dripped on the top of the sacred tree.

The black bone spurs quickly returned to the dark and untainted cleanliness of blood.

This was an extremely fast and extremely strange scene, but whether it was Mu Qingfeng, Moshan Stone or the powerful people in the holy realm below were shrouded in an extremely strange atmosphere.

It’s not because the blood fell instantly on the black bone spurs, but everyone already knows where the red stained on the black bone spurs comes from.

"Yan Yin!"

"Elder Yan!"

Almost in an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Yan Yin's body, and their eyes were all round.

And there is another gaze here, which comes from Yan Yin himself.

Yan Yin's head was slightly lowered, and his eyes were like everyone else, looking at a small hole slowly spewing out blood above his chest.

I have to say that the attack of the Demon God of the Sky is very fast.

Yan Yin didn't feel too much pain until he saw the black bone spurs return to the hands of the Demon God of Rifting the Sky that he subconsciously glanced at his chest.

"Is this... God?" Yan Yin seemed to be a little unbelievable, because he didn't even see the route of the black bone spurs clearly.

Moreover, the most important thing is that his body has been shrouded in a rich and solid light shield, which is the strongest defense method at the peak of the holy realm.
To be continued...