This was a slaughter that was diffi

This was a slaughter that was difficult to stop.

Unless there was a side that completely collapsed.

The inexorable spear constantly sliced through the air, the demonic wolves also howled in unceasing rage.

Blood spurted everywhere.

Bones shattered.

The large black wolves constantly died. Strands upon strands of yuan qi would fly out from their corpses, assimilating with Ye Qingyu’s body.

This was the reward of the battlefield.

[Boundary canyon formation] was a world that was constructed using the formation martial path. No matter whether it was rune soldiers, rune demon soldiers or rune monsters, they were all constructed using runes and formations. They were not living beings that were made from flesh and blood, but rather formed from consolidated energy.


This type of formation was incomparably profound, far exceeding the imagination of a martial artist like Ye Qingyu. After the demonic wolves were killed, there would be blood spilt, as if everything was real.

But in the end, the corpses would transform into formation yuan qi. A part of this would return to the battlefield itself and a part that would enter into the killer’s body.

The formation martial path created by the Formation Emperor Luoso, was like a technique created by the gods. As if it had the power of creation itself.

Everytime he killed a demonic wolf, Ye Qingyu could sense, that his expended inner yuan was being replenished. It constantly growed during this battle.

This was one of the reasons why he continued to endure in such a desperate battle.

However, in the end, injuries could not be prevented on Ye Qingyu’s body.

There was a blade of wind that passed by the defence of the spear, slashing at Ye Qingyu. It sliced apart his clothing, and on his sturdy muscles, left a line of blood.

Not even an hour had passed when every inch of his clothing were in tatters. The exposed muscles were as if it were sliced apart by a sharp little knife after His flesh was being carved apart, blood dripping down.

The two headed demonic wolves and three headed demonic wolves also began to appear.

In the different heads of these wolves, different sprays would be spat out. There were toxic gas, burning flames, icy cold, different killing techniques. Even for someone of the Spirit spring stage, this was enough to threaten their life. On one hand Ye Qingyu needed to avoid the close range attacks of the normal demonic wolves and on the other hand he had to be careful of the long range attacks of the demonic wolves on the outer edges.

Such a battle, continued on for four hours in total.

Finally, all the demonic wolves in the [Demon wolf cannon] were completely slaughtered.

Ye Qingyu was bathed in blood, as if he had been executed through a thousand cuts. His enitre upper body, apart from his head, there was not a piece of flesh that was intact. Blood covered both his upper and lower body, and it was unknown whether this blood belonged to the demonic wolves, or he himself…

“His mother，the booklet did not say that to challenge this pack of demonic wolves would be so difficult. I was nearly torn apart by this pack of wolves…” Demon king Ye said, trepidation still remaining after that traumatic battle.

He leaned against the inexorable spear with one hand. Only through doing this could he stand stably. His other hand felt his own face, then let out a breath of relief: “Fortunately I desperate covered my face, otherwise such a handsome appearance would not be preserved…”

From the moment he had stepped into the [Demon wolf valley], exactly four hours had gone by.

Ye Qingyu could be said to have won only by a shred.

Thankfully his cultivation technique for his inner yuan, was the nameless breathing technique. Sustained and prolonged, his speciality was endurance. Espcially after his flesh body had experienced the numerous beatings of that old thing, the toughness of his body far exceeded martial artists of the same stage. Even so, he could barely withstand such injuries

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Ini adalah pembantaian itu sulit untuk berhenti.Kecuali ada sisi yang benar-benar runtuh.Tombak terelakkan terus-menerus irisan melalui udara, setan serigala melolong juga dalam kemarahan tak henti-hentinya.Darah spurted di mana-mana.Tulang hancur.Serigala hitam besar terus-menerus meninggal. Helai berdasarkan helai yuan qi akan terbang keluar dari mayat mereka, berasimilasi dengan tubuh kamu Qingyu.Ini adalah hadiah di medan perang.[Batas canyon pembentukan] adalah dunia yang dibangun menggunakan path bela diri pembentukan. Tidak peduli apakah itu rune tentara, rune setan tentara atau rune monster, mereka semua dibangun menggunakan runes dan formasi. Mereka bukanlah makhluk yang terbuat dari darah dan daging, tetapi agak terbentuk dari konsolidasi energi.Jenis pembentukan adalah terbandingkan mendalam, jauh melebihi imajinasi seniman bela diri seperti kamu Qingyu. Setelah serigala setan terbunuh, akan ada darah yang tumpah, seolah-olah semuanya itu nyata.Tetapi pada akhirnya, mayat-mayat akan berubah menjadi pembentukan yuan qi. Bagian ini akan kembali ke medan perang sendiri dan bagian yang akan masuk ke dalam tubuh si pembunuh.Jalan pembentukan bela diri yang dibuat oleh pembentukan Kaisar Luoso, adalah seperti sebuah teknik yang diciptakan oleh para dewa. Seolah-olah itu kuasa penciptaan itu sendiri.Setiap kali ia membunuh serigala jahat, Qingyu kamu bisa merasakan, bahwa yuan batin nya dimodfikasi sedang diisi. Itu terus-menerus growed selama pertempuran ini.This was one of the reasons why he continued to endure in such a desperate battle.However, in the end, injuries could not be prevented on Ye Qingyu’s body.There was a blade of wind that passed by the defence of the spear, slashing at Ye Qingyu. It sliced apart his clothing, and on his sturdy muscles, left a line of blood.Not even an hour had passed when every inch of his clothing were in tatters. The exposed muscles were as if it were sliced apart by a sharp little knife after His flesh was being carved apart, blood dripping down.The two headed demonic wolves and three headed demonic wolves also began to appear.In the different heads of these wolves, different sprays would be spat out. There were toxic gas, burning flames, icy cold, different killing techniques. Even for someone of the Spirit spring stage, this was enough to threaten their life. On one hand Ye Qingyu needed to avoid the close range attacks of the normal demonic wolves and on the other hand he had to be careful of the long range attacks of the demonic wolves on the outer edges.Such a battle, continued on for four hours in total.Finally, all the demonic wolves in the [Demon wolf cannon] were completely slaughtered.Ye Qingyu was bathed in blood, as if he had been executed through a thousand cuts. His enitre upper body, apart from his head, there was not a piece of flesh that was intact. Blood covered both his upper and lower body, and it was unknown whether this blood belonged to the demonic wolves, or he himself…“His mother，the booklet did not say that to challenge this pack of demonic wolves would be so difficult. I was nearly torn apart by this pack of wolves…” Demon king Ye said, trepidation still remaining after that traumatic battle.He leaned against the inexorable spear with one hand. Only through doing this could he stand stably. His other hand felt his own face, then let out a breath of relief: “Fortunately I desperate covered my face, otherwise such a handsome appearance would not be preserved…”From the moment he had stepped into the [Demon wolf valley], exactly four hours had gone by.Ye Qingyu could be said to have won only by a shred.Thankfully his cultivation technique for his inner yuan, was the nameless breathing technique. Sustained and prolonged, his speciality was endurance. Espcially after his flesh body had experienced the numerous beatings of that old thing, the toughness of his body far exceeded martial artists of the same stage. Even so, he could barely withstand such injuries