Chapter 3027: The Power of Resentment

As the Demon Lord chanted, a strong attraction surged from the magic circle.

Lingyun, Tian Wuhen and Xueying all felt as if their bodies were being pulled by an invisible force, gradually approaching the magic circle.

A strong black light emanated from the magic circle, like a huge black hole that was about to swallow everything.

And around the magic circle, there were countless demon soldiers, holding weapons and approaching Lingyun and the other two.

Tian Wuhen immediately unfolded his magical power, and small vortices emerged around his body, carrying strong law power.

These vortices were like sharp blades, rushing towards the demon soldiers.

Xueying turned into a white shadow, avoiding the attacks of the demon soldiers.

The frost power around her body continued to surge, freezing areas one by one.

The Demon God Temple shook more violently. As Lingyun and the Demon Lord fought, this ancient building seemed to be destroyed at any time.

Every attack made the entire hall like a small boat in a storm, shaky.

Each of Ling Yun's slashes contained a fierce killing intent, and the devil flames on the sword were like flames in a raging wind, fierce and unstoppable.

The collision between the Shura Sword and the Demon Hammer made a harsh sound, and each collision caused a strong energy fluctuation in the air.

Suddenly, a trace of evil smile appeared at the corner of the mouth of the Heavenly Demon Lord. He raised the magic hammer high, put his hands together, and began to chant a magic spell.

As he chanted, the ground of the Demon God Temple began to crack, and black cracks spread out one by one, as if to swallow the whole world.

From those cracks, countless black tentacles emerged, with strong suction force. They stretched out to Ling Yun quickly like tentacles.

Ling Yun immediately felt a strong sense of crisis. He swung the Shura Sword with all his strength to cut off those tentacles.

But those tentacles seemed endless, constantly pouring out from the cracks, forming a huge pressure on Ling Yun.

At this time, patches of black fog began to appear around the Demon God Temple. These black fogs were like ghosts, quickly surrounding Ling Yun.

In each group of black fog, there was a terrifying demon god hidden. They opened their mouths wide, revealing sharp teeth, trying to devour Ling Yun.

Although Ling Yun was anxious, he remained calm. He activated the "Shura Divine Art" and a huge purple energy barrier instantly formed around his body.

This barrier was like an indestructible shield. It resisted the attacks of those demon gods and cut off those tentacles.

But the Heavenly Demon Lord was not willing to fail. He jumped high and rushed into the sky.

He chanted ancient spells in his mouth, and his hands quickly drew a series of complex magic words in the air.

These magic words immediately appeared around his body, forming a huge magic circle.

In the center of the magic circle, a strong black magic energy surged out. This magic energy was like a black hole, constantly absorbing the energy in the Demon God Temple.

As the demonic energy surged out, the walls and ground of the Demon God Temple began to twist, as if they were about to be torn apart by this force.

The purple demonic flames of the magic sword intertwined with the black demonic energy, producing a powerful energy collision.

The entire Demon God Temple was shaken by this, as if it would collapse at any time.

At the same time, from the depths of the Demon God Temple, a more powerful energy fluctuation came.

This fluctuation contained endless resentment and murderous intent, as if it wanted to devour all living beings.

Ling Yun immediately slowed down the battle with the Heavenly Demon Lord and turned to look at the source of the energy fluctuation.

There, a huge black crack was constantly expanding.

From the crack, countless demons surged out again, with strong murderous aura, and they had only one target, that was Ling Yun.

Ling Yun did not hesitate, he immediately mobilized the power in his body and rushed towards the black crack.

He must seal the crack before the Demon Lord escapes.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Demon Lord showed a smug smile on his face.

He then raised the magic hammer high and hit Ling Yun's back fiercely.

But at this moment, a huge ice wall suddenly emerged from the ground, blocking the attack of the Heavenly Demon Lord.

Behind the ice wall was Xueying, and a strong frost power emanated from her body, as if the entire Demon God Temple was frozen by her power.

Lingyun did not stop, and he continued to rush towards the black crack.

When he approached the crack, a huge attraction suddenly surged towards him, as if to swallow him.

A huge purple energy barrier instantly formed around his body, which was like an indestructible shield, resisting the attraction.

Lingyun stood in front of the crack and began to recite an ancient sealing spell.

As he chanted, complex magic words appeared on the crack, and these magic words were like chains, locking the crack tightly.

But at this moment, the resentful power of the Demon Lord surged out again, breaking through those magic words and continuing to attack Lingyun.

In the dark Demon God Temple, Lingyun, Tian Wuhen and Xueying fought desperately with endless monsters.

This battle seemed to be the final judgment of the Hunyuan World. Countless monsters were killed by Ling Yun's Shura Sword, and the killing process was bloody and cruel.

Ling Yun's swordsmanship became more fierce, and every time he swung his sword, he would take the lives of dozens of monsters.

On the Shura Sword, the purple magic flame burned more vigorously, as if it was going to burn the whole world to ashes.

The monsters besieged Ling Yun one after another, but under his sword, they seemed as fragile as ants.

With Lingyun's fierce attack, corpses of monsters were left on the ground, and their blood gathered into a river, flowing on the ground of the Demon Temple.

Suddenly, a huge monster rushed out from the group of monsters. Its body was dozens of feet high, covered with sharp thorns, and spitting black magic flames from its mouth. It seemed to be the most powerful existence in the Demon Temple.

This monster rushed towards Ling Yun. It was extremely fast and arrived in front of Ling Yun in the blink of an eye.

Ling Yun did not flinch, he raised the Shura Divine Sword high and started a fierce battle with the monster.

The monster's attack carried strong killing intent, and its claws were like sharp blades. Every time it passed, it would leave deep traces of terror.

But Ling Yun did not flinch. A strong force of law emerged around his body. This force confronted the attack of the monster, resulting in a strong energy collision.

Suddenly, Ling Yun suddenly discovered that there was a tiny wound on the back of the monster.

Although this wound is not big, it is the only weakness of the monster.

Ling Yun immediately mobilized the "Shura Divine Art" in his body and concentrated all his strength on the Shura Divine Sword.

He jumped up high, brandished the Shura Divine Sword, aimed at the wound, and slashed down suddenly.

As the monster let out a scream, its entire body was cut by Ling Yun's attack, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Its body instantly collapsed and turned into countless demonic energy, dissipating in the air.

Xue Ying cuddled tightly next to Ling Yun, her breathing a little short.

She said softly: "Ling Yun, something is wrong with this place. Let's leave quickly."

Ling Yun frowned and responded in a low voice: "Now that we have entered the Demon Temple, I want to see what other tricks they have.

There is no way we should be humiliated in vain. "

Xue Ying trembled slightly: "But the energy here is too strong, we..."

Ling Yun held Xueying's hand and was about to comfort her. Suddenly, a high-pitched voice sounded in the air: "Oh my, you are so naive, you are here and you still want to leave?

Just wait here to die! "

Following this high-pitched sound, the ground of the Demon Temple began to shake violently.

Ling Yun could almost feel the powerful power of law gathering underground, as if a huge energy was about to explode.

The cracks spread rapidly under their feet like a spider web, and each crack exuded black demonic energy, like the mouth of an abyss, ready to swallow everything at any time.

Ling Yun's expression did not change. He quickly mobilized the power of Hunyuan in his body and gathered this power in the palm of his hand.

He murmured something in his mouth, and drew a series of complex magic circles in the air with his hands. Each magic circle contained a strong power of law.

As he cast the spell, golden light began to emerge around Ling Yun's body. This light formed a huge protective shield in the air, covering Ling Yun, Xue Ying and Tian Wuhen.

This protective shield seemed to be the strongest fortress. No matter the powerful vibrations or the endless cracks, they could not touch the people inside the shield.

And the golden light was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire Demon Temple.

Ling Yun's palm moved quickly in the air, and as he moved, the golden protective shield began to rotate continuously, forming a huge vortex.

This vortex is like a huge whirlpool, absorbing all the demonic energy and cracks, causing the ground of the Demon Temple to regain calm.

Tian Wuhen looked at Ling Yun with shock beyond words.

Xueying, on the other hand, cuddled tightly next to Ling Yun. She could clearly feel the powerful and stable power emanating from Ling Yun.

Hongxia's laughter drifted away with the wind, and the silence of the Demon Temple returned, but it became more depressing.