Zhanxian

The reaction of ordinary people, with a light touch, was to jump backwards like feeling an electric shock and then immediately meditate, forcibly suppressing the demon heart agitation in their hearts.

But Yang Chen was different, when he stretched out his hand and touched the black demonic qi, it was as if he didn’t feel anything. If something happened, there was no strange expression on his face.

In the stunned expressions of everyone, Yang Chen took a step further, as if he had reached out into the water, swinging left and right, only then nodded, shaking his head and standing up, feeling nothing.

The demonic cultivators were first shocked and then ecstatic, Yang Chen’s performance fully demonstrated that he could effectively deal with these demonic qi. It also means that entering the ruins was no longer a dream, but a fact that would happen in the near future.

The old devils were ecstatic, but Yang Chen was equally ecstatic in his heart. The concentration of this demonic qi was even a bit stronger than the current nine nether flying sword, but it did not have much impact on Yang Chen. It seemed that the nine nether flying sword would have many more high-quality tonics.

“Seniors, step back a little.” Yang Chen exclaimed to the several old demons not far away. The dozen or so old monsters didn’t have any objections, all of them stepped back a bit to make room.

A black flying sword appeared in Yang Chen’s hands, and then Yang Chen easily pointed the tip of the flying sword onto the black demonic qi.

Boom, as if condensed and compressed the demonic qi that did not know how many times the surface balance was broken, a crazy wave of air spread to the surroundings centered on the part under the point of the sword point.

The demonic qi on the portal of this ruins was condensed, extremely thick, but no one could control it. The nine nether flying sword started to absorb easily, without any resistance, and there was nothing to fight against it.