Chapter 4680: The Demonic Aura Is Unstoppable

Ye Wudao's face changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and did not continue to use his body, but directly operated the Star Absorbing Art in his soul.

This was his first attempt. There was no time for his soul to fight for his life before, and there was no need to operate the magic power in his soul so riskily. It would be very likely to backfire and destroy his soul.

But at this moment, in order to get rid of this scourge, Ye Wudao chose to try.

After seeing that he succeeded and entangled Ye Wudao's soul, he couldn't help laughing triumphantly.

"Haha, junior! You are still too young! Go to hell!"

The next moment, he suddenly felt an unmatched suction force.

"Huh?"

"What the hell!?"

In an instant, his soul power began to dissipate and enter Ye Wudao's body.

Boom!

Ye Wudao punched him on the top of his head.

Black Soul was horrified and wanted to escape at all costs.

But his magical power just now was used for fusion and swallowing, which was similar to the effect of the Star Absorbing Technique. How could it be easy to retreat now?

As soon as he made a move, his power was lost even more, and he was even about to be sucked out.

The Black Soul could no longer bear it and roared.

"Magic Spear!"

Buzz!

The door shook, and a black mist spear rushed out of the door and flew towards him.

In an instant, Ye Wudao's mind was shaken, and he could also feel the power of heaven and earth quietly changing.

"Emperor's Magic Weapon!"

Ye Wudao was shocked.

However, this was not the time to be distracted. He suddenly bit towards the Black Soul and used the simplest method to absorb the opponent's soul.

Under the operation of the Star Absorbing Technique, the Black Soul had almost no reaction time.

His eyes were wide open, staring at his Emperor's Magic Weapon, hoping that the Emperor's Magic Weapon could shake Ye Wudao's soul away.

But Ye Wudao was even more ruthless. He bit through his head and swallowed the soul mark in it. The process was like a beast pouncing on its prey, extremely terrifying.

The dark magic spear also lost control. When it flew over, it was already lying flat in the sea.

Ye Wudao stretched out his hand and directly grasped the spear.

In an instant, surging demonic energy surged out of it, and Ye Wudao's face changed drastically.

"There is a weapon spirit!"

The demonic energy was almost unstoppable and directly invaded Ye Wudao's mind, but Ye Wudao woke up in an instant, looked down at the emperor's magic weapon in his hand, and found that it had disappeared.

"Illusion?" Ye Wudao's eyes were puzzled.

However, he soon figured out the situation just now.

Behind this door, there should be a royal magic weapon hidden, but more importantly, this royal magic weapon has a weapon spirit consciousness, and can only be used by people who are good at magic.

Although Ye Wudao also wanted to have a powerful magic weapon, he knew that there was a big gap between the emperor's magic weapon and his own. Even a half-emperor might not be able to use the emperor's magic weapon, and might even be attacked.

The emperor's magic weapon that just killed him was just a phantom clone.

"The emperor's magic weapon in the demon world must not appear. I must be careful." Ye Wudao said to himself.

The terrifying demon cultivator died just now, so the clone of the emperor's magic weapon disappeared. Ye Wudao felt that the appearance of the magic weapon phantom would definitely cost a lot and would not appear in a short time.

After a little hesitation, he flew to the blue giant door, slowly covered it with his hands, and felt the amazing ocean energy in the door.

Unexpectedly, the door did not resist Ye Wudao's power, although in Ye Wudao's consciousness, even a multi-polar half-emperor could hardly blast it open.

However, in his hands, it was easily pushed slowly.

Buzz...

The door opened.

Ye Wudao's body trembled, and fear appeared in his eyes.

In front of him, there was an endless sea of ​​blood, with no end in sight. In the sea of ​​blood, countless voices of sorrow and resentment rang out, one after another, continuously.