Wuying felt a difference when he saw Ye Chu so strong. His cultivation level and Soul-Devouring was just a match, but Ye Chu was able to suppress the other party. Although there was a factor in which the magical power was restrained by Ye Chu, Ye Chu's strength was evident.

Others on the battlefield were also attracted by the movements here. When they saw the Soul Devouring was pressed and beaten by Ye Chu, they almost bit their tongues, wondering if all this was an illusion. How could the Soul Devouring, who was invincible in the battlefield, be defeated by a young man.

The strong men from the native side also felt a vague feeling when they saw this scene. They were evenly matched with those periods. Now a demon cultivator jumped out inexplicably. Wouldn't they break the balance between them? It would be a disaster for them. So now everyone is secretly praying in their hearts that the Soul-Devouring could withstand Ye Chu's sharp counterattack.

The native king saw a trace of sharpness flashing in Ye Chu's eyes. Their great elders and those "gods" died in Ye Chu's hands, so the moment Ye Chu appeared, he felt Ye Chu's breath.

However, he was being dragged by the heretics and could not make any move to deal with Ye Chu. When he saw Ye Chu fighting with Soul Devouring, he was looking forward to Soul Devouring being able to hold Ye Chu back for a while. He knew Ye Chu's combat power. Even Bagu was not Ye Chu's opponent, and Soul Devouring could remain undefeated.

But I didn't expect Ye Chu to be stronger than he thought. Soul-Devouring could not hold on for just a few rounds. I couldn't help but curse him in my heart. It seemed that he would need to take Ye Chu down and take action himself.

"Indigenous King, you dare to distract yourself when you fight me. That demon cultivator won't take the important things of your natives." Molov felt the indigenous King's mind fluctuations and spoke.

"It's not your turn to deal with us indigenous affairs." The indigenous king retorted.

Molov knew that he had guessed correctly. Although he didn't know what Ye Chu had taken those natives, with these natives' vengeful personality, they would never let Ye Chu go. But now it was also an opportunity. Ye Chu's appearance allowed him to see the dawn of breaking the balance, and he also took this opportunity to catch all the natives in one fell swoop.

At this time, the Soul Devouring was also full of anger. The strategic mistake not only did not let him get rid of Wei Yechu's entanglement, but was instead deprived of Yechu. It was a shame and humiliation that his dignified king was now suppressed by an ant.

"Get out!" The soul-devouring soul, whose anger reached its peak, suddenly shouted loudly. The momentum on its body was like an erupting volcano, the rolling waves were like the storm in the sea, and the black fog was simmering around it as if the gates of hell were wide open, and countless ghosts rushed towards Ye Chu.

Looking at the soul-devouring Ye Chu who was still struggling with death, cursing stupidity, black flames lingered on his body, and the sound of phoenix sounds came one after another. He admired the soul-devouring's powerful magical power, but no matter how hard he struggled in front of him, he could not change the end of death. So at this moment, Ye Chu decided to beat Qianhu to death with his fist, and he wanted everyone not to dare to challenge his majesty.

Bang! The soul-devouring was shocked again when he touched each other. However, this time he didn't need to step forward, Ye Chu's fist fell on him like raindrops, knocking his body into the air, and souls kept floating out of his body without any resistance.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the situation of fighting between the two sides changing instantly, especially when Ye Chu saw that under the counterattack of Soul-Devouring, he not only did not retreat but became more fierce, and everyone opened their mouths wide.

"Impossible, how could a person like Soul Devouring Lord fail?" Many natives were a little unacceptable to the sudden reversal of the battle situation. If even Soul Devouring died at the hands of the other party, then do they still have hope of winning today?

"My boys, it's time for us to fight back, kill me!" Molov was very excited when he saw this scene, so he mobilized and then launched a counterattack against the indigenous king himself. He wanted to entangle the indigenous king so that he had no time to rescue him.

Under Molov's excitement, those heretics launched a crazy counterattack against the indigenous people as if they were injected with chicken blood, killing the indigenous people in a short while and were about to collapse.

Not only Ye Chu's Nine Nether Flames restrained the natives, but even the Feng Ming coming from his body seemed to have a special effect, pulling all the people who had lost their minds back to their spiritual senses. After a big battle, the demon cultivators who had originally joined the battlefield also woke up. After a fierce battle, their original tens of thousands of companions were still less than 10,000.

Looking at the army fighting wildly in front of them, they were also worried that Ye Chu would wake them up, otherwise, with the brutal fight between the two sides, they would probably all stay here today.

"Get out of the way!" The native king looked at Molov with evil spirits. He was going to save his subordinates now. No matter who dared to stop him, don't blame his subordinates for being ruthless.

The number of demon cultivators who came in this time was beyond his imagination. From the broken altars, he had already felt that almost all the indigenous tribes in the rear had been broken, which means that the army below was the last essence of their indigenous people. If they were all killed by Wutian and the others here, their indigenous people would be really the last.

Although Molov didn't know why the indigenous king was so anxious, how did he give up the opportunity to defeat these indigenous people in one fell swoop. Now the indigenous king is crazy and he should fight to the death.

Both of the two who were fighting above were non-human. The rolling energy of heaven and earth blew down from the air and turned into a storm of destruction and blew across the battlefield. Anyone who was affected was blown to the sky or was torn to pieces by the storm.

The battlefield is now in chaos. The powerful destructive power of those strong men is a disaster for those ordinary army. At this moment, everyone is escaping for fear of being destroyed by the storm behind them.

"Hell, the Netherworld, the Nether Fire Burn!" Ye Chu finally forced the soul to fall, and the black flames on his body burned, instantly surrounding the soul. Then he heard the shrill screams of the soul-devouring from the sea of ​​fire.

The soul devouring was shrouded in endless black flames, and layers of gray mist appeared on his body. The souls that had been devoured by him floated out of his body. The soul devouring's cultivation was also rapidly decreasing, and then turned into ashes in the flames, and finally even the body dissipated with the wind.

Ye Chu had just killed the Soul-Devouring, and a palpitation suddenly rose in his heart. At that moment, the hair on his body stood up, and he did not hesitate to go to the side. An energy handprint passed by him, and a huge handprint appeared on the ground. Dust was flying, earth and rocks splashed, and gaps spread out into the distance.

Fortunately, Ye Chu avoided the sneak attack from the indigenous king in time, but his whole body was still affected by the indigenous king's remaining power. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, leaving the battlefield without looking back. Only the roar of the indigenous king behind him was left behind.

"Boy, I must tear you away."
Chapter completed!