"Oh? It seems that you have some tricks up your sleeve. Interesting. Then use them. I hope I can look forward to it."

Mu Yi's words seemed to arouse some interest in Yashen Hong, and a fascinating light emerged from his indifferent eyes!

It was as if a flying dragon suddenly caught a glimpse of an earthworm in the mud!

At the same time, his voice was as indifferent and ruthless as always, but there was an invisible sense of arrogance and majesty that surpassed the sky!

High above!

Indifferent to all living things!

It was like turning into a real god!

Looking down at the starry sky, life and death, all in his mind!

There was no trace of emotion left, and there was a subtle change from before!

This change was not only a breakthrough in cultivation, but also the whole person!

At this moment, even all the elders of the Eight Gods Clan sensed a faint sense of strangeness from Yashen Hong!

It seemed that the Supreme Elder in their eyes was clearly in front of them, but he was like sitting in the sky, and the way he looked at them was no different from looking at ants!

At this moment, Ye Wuque on the ground saw the breath and posture of the Eight Gods, and his bright eyes suddenly flashed!

"This state! There is a sense of familiarity, it seems to be somewhat similar to... the Supreme Heavenly Dao!"

The Supreme Heavenly Dao!

This is the mysterious power hidden deep in Ye Wuque's bloodline, which comes from the inheritance of his Ye family bloodline. Ye Wuque once triggered it accidentally, and now with his continuous improvement in strength, he can enter this state on his own.

At this moment, the state of the Eight Gods made Ye Wuque feel a little familiar, a little similar!

Of course, it was only a little bit. Compared with the real Supreme Heavenly Dao, the Eight Gods at this time were too far away, not even one billionth of the fur.

"This Eight Gods broke the shackles and went to a higher level before he unconsciously revealed this posture! Could it be that the Immortal God King Gong is related to... the Supreme Heavenly Dao?" At

this moment, Ye Wuque thought of a lot!

He suddenly realized that the God Summoning Scripture left to him by his father might have some deeper meaning!

Behind this, perhaps there is a mysterious connection with his blood power and his memory seal!

"Summoning God Scripture... Father... Ye..."

Ye Wuque once again remembered the scene in the tomb palace, in front of his own grave, when he tried to break through the memory seal with the help of a trace of power left by his father!

Although he failed in the end, Ye Wuque still vaguely saw some pictures!

"The brilliant and eternal stars..."

"The magnificent ancient palace..."

"A group of blurred figures..."

At this moment, Ye Wuque's heart was extremely uneasy.

Buzz!

Above the sky, thirty-two auras of extinction, death, mystery, and weirdness suddenly overflowed, spreading to all directions, revealing the world, and immediately interrupted Ye Wuque's thoughts!

He looked up and immediately saw an amazing scene!

~c'I

saw that the thirty-two gravekeepers actually bloomed a kind of extreme underworld, with a deep feeling, like a dark galaxy, rushing up, intersecting with the sky, as if merging!

Only Mu Yi was still standing in the distance, staring at Yagami Hong. There was no change, but his eyes under the white mask were filled with a kind of annihilation and even emptiness!

Boom!

At this moment, the other 32 grave keepers behind him turned into pitch-black light and intertwined together!

From a distance, it was as if a black sun appeared behind and above Mu Yi!

In an instant, an infinite horror, a destructive breath like the arrival of death, overflowed from the black sun and flooded the ten directions. At the same time, because of its appearance, the whole world was completely dark at this moment, just like the night replaced the day and completely descended!

"Everyone, retreat a hundred miles! Quick!!"

Yagami Qiu suddenly spoke loudly, the wrinkles on his face trembling, and there was a hint of fear in his vicissitudes and cold eyes. He immediately ordered all the elders of the Yagami clan to retreat!

The gravekeeper was obviously performing some ancient and terrifying secret method. The pressure full of annihilation and death was so intense that even though she had the cultivation base of the early stage of Tongtian Realm, she couldn't help but feel her scalp tingling at this moment!

On the other side, Ba Shen Xie also had an ugly expression. His cultivation base was stronger than Ba ​​Shen Qiu, but he also felt this terrible pressure!

The two Tongtian Realm beings were like this at this time, and they felt ominous, not to mention the Ba Shen clan elders who were only in the Tiantian Realm behind them. At this moment, they had already lost their souls, and their eyes were filled with fear!

After hearing what Ba Shen Qiu said, they immediately hated their parents for not giving them a leg, and retreated madly to the back, especially Ba Shen Qingtian, who ran the fastest!

Ba Shen Qiu and Ba Shen Xie were also retreating at this moment. They knew that in the next battle, even if they were both in the Tongtian Realm, they could no longer intervene!

After all, the Tongtian Realm was also very different!

During the whole process, only Yashin Hong remained motionless, his cold and ruthless eyes staring directly at the gravekeeper opposite, giving people a sense of absolute calmness and composure, full of strange oppression.

A strange roar resounded, and the black sun suspended above Mu Yi's head fell directly like a black meteor, completely covering him!

Boom!

The entire Eight Gods Spirit Realm was shaking at this moment. Above the void, the blazing black light exploded, and then dimmed. All the terrifying breath of death disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared! Only

a figure that reappeared stood in the same place, and it was Mu Yi, whose image had changed greatly!

At this moment, Mu Yi was wearing a black armor all over his body!

The armor was ancient and mysterious, full of a metallic texture, and engraved with some patterns that made people feel scalp numb!

Dark clouds! Cold wind! Will-o'-the-wisp!

There is also a mysterious and vast country, which is the legendary... underworld!

Mu Yi was covered in this pitch-black armor, and on his head was an equally ancient and ferocious helmet, with pitch-black flames dancing in his mind!

This was not an ordinary flame, it was actually cold and hot, constantly alternating, it could melt the void when hot, and freeze the earth when cold, showing all the evil!

The helmet had a mask, covering Mu Yi's face, revealing only a pair of cold, burning pitch-black flames, full of visual oppression, staring at Yashen Hong, as if looking at a dead person!

"This is..."

On the ground, Feng Caichen stared at Mu Yi at this moment, feeling the evil breath full of the cycle of life and death, with a touch of shock flashing in his clear and bright eyes. Ye Wuque, who

was standing aside, reflected Mu Yi in his bright eyes, with a brilliance surging in them, and a low voice slowly sounded.

"Underworld Armor, Underworld Earth, Underworld Fire! The gravekeeper is performing... the Underworld Sutra!"