Chapter 942 The True Soul of the Demonic Path



"Soul Control!"

"Ice Arrow!"

Two attacks came, and Jiang Yuan flicked his spear, activating Divine Battle to kill the two directly. The spiritual energy type and the soul energy type are still quite troublesome. Once they fight freely, coupled with the distraction of the strength type, he will be in a lot of trouble!

"Quick Shot Technique - Ten Times the Stealth Kill!"

Jiang Yuan still chose to use the ninth-tier quick gun technique. He didn't know if it was because the probability of Judgment increased after the upgrade or because he was really lucky. This time, he directly fired two Judgments in the dense gun shadows.

However, both judgments fell on the soul-controlling, soul-energy-type demon. It was precisely because of these two attacks that he barely managed to kill his opponent. The first judgment did not kill him, but was blocked by the substitute treasure on his body! However, the second judgment was triggered immediately afterward. The soul-energy-type demon stared wide-eyed before dying, seemingly unable to understand his own death.

"Target is dead. Initiating the recording of the mark of the dead. Talent gained - Ice Arrow!"

"Obtained a low-grade Spirit-level crystal core!"

"I have obtained thirty-two pieces of Demon God's Blood!"

"Obtained a low-grade ninth-level spirit core! Use Ragnarok Online to absorb it?"

Jiang Yuan paid attention to the series of prompts and then focused his attention on the two surviving demon spirits.

"Impossible! Your strength is far too great to kill Ciri!" The power-type demon was terrified.

"That's because you don't understand him, and you don't understand me!"

Jiang Yuan charged forward with his spear in hand. The swastika on his brow continuously absorbed the last strength of the dead in the southern city. This was a war that could not be stopped, and the final outcome was something he dared not imagine. Therefore, he could only do his best to change this ending!

"kill!"

The God-Slaying Spear pierced the heart of the psionic demon once more, hoisting its corpse high into the air before roaring at the demon army: "Those who offend my race shall be punished to the death!"

Whether they are demons or holy spirits, their appearance in the South City already makes them mortal enemies of the human race, leaving no room for compromise.

"Heavenly Fiend Battle Qi!"

Jiang Yuan charged into the Demon Spirit Legion, unleashing an extremely powerful storm that instantly shrouded the entire Demon Spirit Legion in the shadow of death.

Ning Yanlan kept watching Jiang Yuan, watching him kill everyone, watching him absorb all the power of the demon spirit with the Battle Soul Mark.

"You've become my puppet, and I've become your plaything!" A bitter smile briefly crossed Ning Yanlan's face as she said dejectedly, "If I had known it would end like this, I should have let Number One do it himself! He would have died a quick death, and so would I!"

With a deafening roar, the entire area was overturned by a violent explosion—an explosion caused by the collision of countless destructive particles.

"solve!"

Jiang Yuan's figure emerged from the dust. The once arrogant demon army had been reduced to a pile of corpses, and even their spiritual cores had been emptied by Jiang Yuan. Jiang Yuan, covered in blood, walked out calmly like a demon, as if he had not just killed people, but casually crushed an anthill.

"Go home!" Jiang Yuan shouted. Every time he used the Demonic True Soul, he felt an uncontrollable urge, so he would go back to rest after each battle and go out again after his mind had calmed down.

"I've rested enough today, you have to come with me to kill spirit beasts!" Ning Yanlan stood up from the side, her tone very determined.

"I said, I'm going home!"

Jiang Yuan closed his eyes and repeatedly circulated the Heart Nourishing Technique, trying his best not to let anger affect his emotions.

"If you're not going, then I'll go by myself!" Ning Yanlan insisted on her own idea.

"Ning Yanlan!"

Jiang Yuan suddenly turned around, took a step closer to Ning Yanlan, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Don't force me to humiliate you here!"

"If humiliating me can help you continue to gather your battle spirit, then I'm willing!" Ning Yanlan said as if she were stating something trivial, without caring what she was saying.

"Ning Yanlan!"

Jiang Yuan reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her closer to him, while saying fiercely, "Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

Ning Yanlan dared not breathe, tightly closing her eyes, waiting for Jiang Yuan to act recklessly.

"Little dumpling, your sister just dropped something over there. Come with me to find it!" Liu Zhaodi, seeing that the two were arguing again, tactfully pulled the little dumpling aside.

"Sister Zhaodi, what did you drop?" The little dumpling hadn't quite figured it out yet, so she asked very seriously.

"Don't worry about it, just come with me to find it!"

Liu Zhaodi fled with the little dumpling in her arms.

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