Chapter 1679 The Three Yama Ancestors
"Chacha...chacha chat...Finally, fresh food is coming to your door again."
This is human language, but no one believes that it is a sound made by humans.
Because the sound was hoarse, like the friction of low-quality metal, and eerie, like the terrifying whisper of an evil spirit biting.
"It's an eighth-level divine king. Could it be that he is the Yun Che that that brat Yan Jie mentioned?"
This was another voice, equally hoarse and obscure, shocking to the ears.
"Hehehe... It seems to be right. But being thrown away so quickly... Chatter hehe... I am really disappointed."
The third sound seemed to be made by the friction of teeth. It was harsh and hard to hear, enough to make the heart twitch with the sound of the word.
What is far more terrifying than these three voices are the three waves of dark pressure as vast as the sea and as heavy as the mountains.
These were just three bursts of dark spiritual pressure that were released naturally and did not fully explode, but it was enough for Yun Che to judge that the power of these three breaths was almost not as powerful as Yan Tianxiao's attack just now.
No, two of them are even quite obviously above them!
And Yan Tianxiao is recognized as the first god emperor in the Northern God Territory! In the soul message Chi Wuyao gave to Yun Che, it was also clearly mentioned that she was inferior to Yan Tianxiao in terms of her profound strength cultivation alone.
But here, there are two auras that want to surpass Yan Tianxiao, and the other one is almost on par with it.
This shocking discovery was enough to make the Northern God Territory tremble for a long time. Although Yun Che was briefly surprised, what reflected in his eyes was not fear, but... excitement like exploding flames.
After all, it was an old monster who inherited the original demonic blood and had been immersed in the ancient dark yin energy for hundreds of thousands of years. As expected, he did not disappoint!
No, it should be said to be a surprise!
Due to racial restrictions, even if humans reach their extreme limit, it is impossible to compare with Long Bai, the emperor of the dragon clan.
But among these three Yama Ancestors, the two with the strongest auras will definitely not be weaker than Qianye Brahma, the first divine emperor of the Eastern Region, and Nan Wansheng, the first divine emperor of the Southern Divine Region!
The weakest one cannot be inferior to Eternal Sky God Emperor Zhou Xuzi!
What a huge power this is!
But it's a pity that they have such powerful power and the price of such a long life is that they can only be trapped here and never see the light of day forever!
In Yun Che's eyes, let alone being compared with the God Emperor, their lives were worse than those of ordinary livestock.
Crack, click!
The sound of demonic bones being trampled slowly approached. Yun Che's gaze pierced through the darkness, and the silhouettes of three evil ghosts were reflected in his dark pupils.
That's right, it's an evil spirit!
These three black figures are equally short and skinny. Their exposed skin is as gray as an old corpse, wrapped in rugged and thin bones, and their limbs are dryer than withered branches... There are no human features at all. .
If they were lying on the ground motionless, no one would doubt that they were three mummies that had weathered for a long time.
But their moving withered legs and their eyes shining with the ghostly light of hell prove that they are actually living "ghosts"!
"Yan Wanzhao, Yan Wanhun, Yan Wangui."
Yun Che curled his lips and muttered the name of the third ancestor of Yan Mo in a low voice.
In the early days of the Northern God Territory, it was the three ancestors of Yama who found the demon blood and the Yama Demon Kungfu left by the ancient Yama, occupied the Sea of Eternal Dark Bones, and founded the Yama Realm that dominated the entire history of the Northern God Territory.
Such achievements should shine through the ages.
They have survived to this day, but they have become such a human being, and they are neither human nor ghosts. How pitiful and ridiculous it is.
The footsteps of the three "ghoulies" stopped, their eyes changed, and the too terrifying dark pressure also showed slight turbulence.
Because they haven't heard their names for too long.
Yun Che slowly raised his hand, his palm facing the three of them, and a black light slowly shone: "Yun Che... you three old ghosts, let me carve these two words firmly into your souls."
"Because this is the name of your future master!"
Low words are like irreversible judgment from heaven.
But when it fell into the ears of San Yanzu, it was undoubtedly a joke that made their souls shake crazily in the darkness and boredom for too long.
"Hehehahahahahaha...chahahahahahahaha..."
The overlapping laughter of the three evil spirits was so unpleasant and harsh that it felt like countless sharp blades were scratching the eardrums.
They laughed wantonly and wildly. Such jokes were like nectar sent from heaven to them, making all the dry pores in their bodies open with relief.
"Chahahahaha... There are three crazy old ghosts here, and a kid even crazier than us actually came in... Chathahahaha!"
"Yun Che, this name is indeed the person the brats were talking about. The Heaven Smiting Demon Emperor? Eternal Calamity of Darkness? Killing the Moon-Burning God Emperor with one sword? The chatter... it turns out they are just crazy words."
"Then, who does this crazy boy's life belong to?"
"but……"
Yan Zu, who had the strongest aura, stretched out his palm and moved his dry five fingers around at will. Dark vortices suddenly rolled up in the vast space. He stared at Yun Che, and his deep-set dark eyes narrowed into two terrifying gaps: "In The little ghost is only in the realm of the gods, but he can still stand in front of us three old ghosts. It seems that he has some skills. "
"Hey, hey, you're a crazy kid, how can you even know the word 'fear'?"
The ghost in the middle stepped forward slowly, and with every step he took, there would be dark ripples like waves around him: "Little devil, we three old ghosts have lived for 890,000 years, and no one has ever dared to say anything in front of us. You make such ridiculous lies...Chachacha, I'm a little reluctant to suck you dry right away."
His hideous smile could no longer be described as ugly or hideous. One look at it would be enough to give him nightmares for several years.
The evil ghost who spoke was none other than Yan Wanzhao, the boss of the three Yama ancestors and the strongest among them.
"Eighty-nine thousand years?" Yun Che also laughed. Compared to Yan Zu's ferocious smile, his smile was full of deep ridicule and pity: "Even three jackals with their legs broken, Able to live openly and honestly under the sun.”
"You three old guys who are worse than jackals have lived here for more than 800,000 years. How pitiful and pitiful you are. Are you actually proud of this? Hahahaha..."
He laughed lowly and shook his head slowly. The pity at the corner of his mouth pierced into San Yanzu's eyes like a poisonous blade: "Three Northern God Realms...oh no no, it is the biggest and most despicable joke in the history of the entire God Realm. , three old bedbugs who are buried in this stinky place and will never get out, where did you come from to laugh wildly in front of me, huh?"
The Third Yama Ancestor lived a very long time, but he also lived an extremely miserable and even miserable life. However, as the founder of the world of Yama, as a tenth-level god master with the ultimate power of darkness, even if he really lives worse than a bed bug, who has ever insulted them? Who dares to insult them!
As the founder of the world, even the previous Yama God-Emperors must treat them with respect and do not dare to be rude in the slightest.
With extreme profound power, it was impossible for him to be angered by just a few words.
However, even if you stay here for hundreds of thousands of years, no matter how tyrannical your spirit is, it is impossible to remain completely normal.
The soul of the Third Yama Ancestor was already extremely twisted and manic, and Yun Che's words, the greatest ridicule in countless years and the humiliation that pierced their most painful areas, were undoubtedly enough to stimulate the twisted spirit of the Third Yama Ancestor to the point where he completely lost control and went crazy.
"Hiss... uh uh uh uh!" San Yan Zu's body was trembling, his eyes were releasing a terrifying black light, and his mouth was letting out weird screams that were completely inhuman.
"Damn you brat!" Yan Wanzhen scratched his fingers and screamed: "It seems that you don't want to die too happily!!"
"Ha," Yun Che's smile became even more mocking: "Just two words can anger you into such an ugly state. It seems that comparing you to bedbugs is just flattering you."
"Chaaaah!" The old ghost on the right - Yan Wanhun, the second son of Yan Zu, could no longer bear it, and his body suddenly jumped out: "I want to tear him apart with my own hands!"
The body is thin and hunched, but the momentum when it is thrown out is as majestic as the wind and clouds are changing, and the mountains collapse and the sea collapses.
The ancestral demon blood inherited by Yan Zu and the Yan Mo Kung they cultivated allowed their lives and profound veins to establish a strange connection with this huge eternal dark bone sea, which was also the source of their immortality.
When the power exploded, the entire Eternal Dark skeleton shook, accompanied by a sound like the cries of countless ghosts.
Facing Yan Wanhun who jumped out, Yun Che stood still, and blood-colored profound energy suddenly exploded from his body.
The King of Hell is on!
The Dark Seed of the Evil God, the Dark Eternal Calamity of the Demon Emperor... He didn't need any movement or thought guidance at all. The extremely rich dark energy around him surged violently into his body every moment.
Here, his Yama can undoubtedly be maintained indefinitely!
No matter how crazy the consumption is, it is definitely not as good as this even more crazy recovery speed.
The blood energy storm that suddenly exploded shocked all three Yan Ancestors. Yan Wanhun's figure stagnated for an instant, but Yun Che had already taken the initiative to pounce on him and hit him in the head with a punch.
Bang! !
Yan Wanhun obviously took action first, but he was caught off guard and was hit by Yun Che.
The force far beyond his expectation made him lean back, but he immediately let out an angry scream, and the space in front of him collapsed violently in an explosion of darkness.
The power of Yan Zu is so terrifying. Yun Che grunted and was instantly injured, pulling a blood arrow and flipping away. Yan Wanhun had already torn the space, and rushed towards Yun Che again like a ghost, waving his five fingers violently.
Hiss!
The space was torn open in an instant by three huge black marks that were ten thousand feet long. The terrifying scene was like the whole world being torn into four pieces.
puff!
Blood mist exploded from Yun Che's body, and three deep ravines were marked on his body.
Bang!
Yun Che hit the ground hard... but it did not break into four pieces as San Yanzu thought. Instead, he stood up the first moment after landing.
"Hiss!?" Yan Wanhun froze in the air, his eyes enlarged as if he couldn't believe what he saw.
But immediately, his dark gray pupils suddenly dilated dozens of times.
Yun Che stood up, and all three blood grooves on his body were deep enough to show bone. One of them extended from his left eyebrow to his right rib, nearly half a foot long.
This is the tearing power from Yan Zu! But instead of being torn apart, he was still sneering... and while sneering, he slowly stretched out his hand and lightly wiped the blood on his face.
The darkness was roaring, like countless storms sweeping around Yun Che.
In the strange storm, the terrible blood groove on his body is healing quickly, and then healing again...
One breath...two breaths...the shocking blood groove had turned into a few bloody shallow marks.
Three breaths...even the last trace of blood disappeared.
Regardless of internal injuries or external injuries...the recovery is as good as before.
Not even a tiny trace can be found.