Chapter 732: Killing the Yin God! I heard you killed many people

The powerful ones fought each other, and the old antiques and reincarnations took the opportunity to pick the rare delicacies, precious medicines and exotic herbs around them.

Then quickly move away to avoid being swept up in the increasingly fierce battle.

Li Xuanzhen swung his sword with an unparalleled edge, leaving a large canyon on the ground.

Ba crossed his arms and tried to block the attack. His arms were almost broken and his bones were shattered, but with a roar, even greater power surged out of his body.

There was a bloody hole on its chest at this moment, and its heart was beating like thunder. It took a step forward, its body like a furnace, and rushed forward, crushing the phantom of the ancient sword like a piece of dry wood and rotten wood. Li Xuanzhen raised his sword to block it, and vomited blood and flew out.

Not long ago in the temple, Ba may have gained something again. Not only did he recover from his injuries, but his body became even more terrifying than before.

Seven stars were in a line, a blood moon was across the sky, and such an ominous scene suddenly appeared in the sky.

The middle-aged man named Pojun held the "Seven Star Mace" in his hand and swung it horizontally and vertically, sending out destructive energy as thick as a mountain and sharp as a sword. He suppressed the world with his power, like an almighty martial god!

The corpse prisoner's face was filled with cruelty, and he was covered in blood. An evil aura was rolling wantonly, corroding the sky and the earth. Repeated deaths made him even more terrifying. Originally, he couldn't even withstand a blow from Po Jun, but Ru 㫇 could fight against him.

Zhao Gu was the most terrifying. He stood in a martial arts light, continuously swinging his fists, bursting out with unparalleled fighting spirit. Each of his punches was unimaginably powerful, fighting against heaven and earth, and destroying time and space!

Xiao Ji stood in a vast ocean of murderous intent, slashing with his long spear, killing with unparalleled ferocity. The majestic killing energy was overwhelming, and the sky was covered with blood. Even Zhao Gu's fist light was shattered, but his long spear was also bent by the blow.

However, the battles of these three pale in comparison to the fourth battlefield.

The bronze tripod was as big as a mountain bowl, stretching across the sky. Ancient patterns were engraved on it. The ancestors bowed their heads, all nations came to pay tribute, and even the monsters in the mountains, swamps and lakes paid homage. The majestic pressure of the emperor shook the world.

"King Tang, do you really want to fight to the death?" Yue Chi shouted loudly, her hair disheveled, and she was forced to retreat with no way out.

"When I was young, I heard that you massacred 30 million people."

The majestic voice resounded through the sky, carrying with it an undisguised murderous intent.

Under the suppression of the bronze tripod, it was as if the wills of hundreds of millions of lives in a prosperous world were condensed together and fell down with a loud bang!

Yue Chi looked like a madman, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. The power of Yin Shen quickly corroded everything around her, creating a den of Yin Shen ghosts. Then she threw out a treasure, and brilliant light spread across the sky and the earth, and the mysterious aura was as majestic as the sea.

He was desperate and had used up all his cards. He could no longer care about anything. A former Yin God was forced to this point.

In the sky, a frightening cold light flashed in the young man's eyes, and his indifferent face was full of majesty. His will at this moment seemed to affect everything around him, making countless people want to worship him.

"die!"

One word seemed to sentence everything. No matter how powerful Yue Chi's trump card was, it was useless. The heaven and earth were crushed by the bronze tripod, and the whole dangerous land trembled.

Finally, the body of this ancient Yin God exploded, blood mist filled the sky, and a barely perceptible wisp of blood-red energy flew out and fled towards the exit of the dangerous place.

At this moment, the whole place was dead silent. No one had expected that just by snatching a few wisps of immortal spirits, a ninth-level death would actually occur.

Moreover, it was a Yin God who could be killed by a heavenly sacrifice in the previous era!

"He is not dead." King Tang suddenly spoke, his calm tone made countless people feel cold. This man was too unfathomable. He had obviously forced Yue Chi to a near-death situation, but he seemed not to have used up all his strength.

At this time, he waved his hand and a breath of fairy spirit came in.