Unparalleled Martial God

Time seemed to stop at this moment. The wind didn't blow too much, but at this moment, it seemed like the wind was howling and the wind was howling. The sound of the wind was very loud and it entered everyone's ears.    

    

"Two!"    

    

The Seven Demon Generals extended their second finger and his low voice also spread out, resounding throughout the surrounding area. It was as if he was afraid that Chu Yang would not be able to hear it, or as if he was playing around with the demons before killing them.    

    

"Woo woo!"    

    

The deathly silence was broken as the parents of the children among the villagers began to cry.    

    

"Wa! Wa!"    

    

The toddler that the Seven Fiends had captured was now crying even louder. He seemed to have realized something.    

    

The child's crying and the adult's crying blended together, making everything seem even more sorrowful and desolate.    

    

The Seven Demon Generals didn't stop the parents, nor did they stop the crying. Right now, it sounded very pleasurable, and if Chu Yang was here, and Chu Yang was around, he thought that Chu Yang would "enjoy" hearing the crying.    

    

Anyway, the Seven Demon Generals felt this way.    

    

"Three …"    

    

The time for the Demons to kill and eat had come. Their wails turned into wails, causing them to be even more worried.    

    

The Seven Demon Generals' movements were a bit slow as they were waiting for Chu Yang to appear. Of course, he didn't mind killing one first since there were still many children left.    

    

If Chu Yang still did not appear, he would not mind killing all of these children. After all, he wanted to kill all of them, but the way he did it now was a little different.    

    

Therefore, it made no difference to him.    

    

Just as the seven demonic generals were about to kill again, a voice suddenly came from the distance. The voice was lazy and indifferent, but it didn't contain any anger.    

    

"The Seven Demon Generals of the Thousand Devil Sect, right? You can tell me why you were so angry just now. I'm very curious about your brain!"    

    

The meaning behind those words were very simple. If you kill someone and they want to kill you, why would you be angry?    

    

Accompanied by the voice, a figure appeared, and a small beast could be faintly seen on his shoulder.    

    

Chu Yang!    

    

Yang Ziming looked at the figure slowly walking over from the distance, his eyes were wide open, his heart was in shock, "He still appeared, he still can't bear to see such a tragic scene!"    

    

Yang Ziming couldn't help but recall everything that had happened. Chu Yang reprimanding him in anger was not because Chu Yang's heart was hard and his heart was cold, but it was just on the surface. It was because his heart was too soft that he had to achieve perfection.    

    

However, Chu Yang was still unable to bear it.    

    

Of course, Yang Ziming was looking at Chu Yang too highly.    

    

Naturally, Chu Yang had his own reasons for daring to show himself at this moment — he had killed the Holy Son of Golden Roc and obtained the black gourd from him.    

    

The black gourd should be the Soul Tempering Gourd, and the living soul within it should be more or less full.    

    

A hundred thousand souls for a Soul Tempering Gourd. There was only a difference of one to two thousand souls in this gourd. That was enough.    

    

Chu Yang intended to integrate all one hundred thousand souls into the Spiritual World and raise his Martial Spirit by a whole realm.    

    

The Holy Son of the Golden Roc and the Seven Devils had killed many people with ruthless methods. Many of their souls had already been beheaded, turning into evil spirits, evil spirits, vengeful spirits, and even close to a hundred thousand souls. They had all turned into evil spirits and were extremely fierce.    

    

Therefore, once so many vile souls entered his spiritual world, the consequences could be imagined. If he wasn't careful, then not to mention his martial soul, even his soul would be torn to shreds by these vile souls.    

    

Of course, Chu Yang also had his own reasons — the Fate Twin Martial Spirits!    

    

This was his trump card for a long time. It was just the martial spirit of a genius and a fool. He had no confidence that he could resist a hundred thousand brothers and souls.