In that pitch-black sword light, the powerful power of death, as if possessed of spiritual intelligence, suddenly surged out, turned into a black tentacle, and rolled towards the two powerful men in the middle stage of the God Emperor.
The two powerful men in the middle stage of the God Emperor were suddenly horrified, and they did not expect the power of death to surge towards them.
The tentacles transformed from the black power of death instantly entangled the two of them.
In an instant, the two of them discovered to their horror that the vitality in their bodies began to flow crazily.
Being crazily corroded and devoured by that force of death.
The strong vitality of the two people was rapidly weakening and drying up quickly.
But the power of death became more and more intense, as if it really possessed spiritual intelligence. The more the two of them struggled, the more excited the power of death became and the more violent it devoured them.
"No...the vitality in my body is passing rapidly. How can this power of death be so powerful and weird?"
The two god emperors looked panicked and could no longer remain calm.
After they have cultivated to this level, they are already neither happy nor sad, and they rarely lose their sense of proportion like this.
But at this moment, the two of them felt panic deep in their hearts and felt that their lives were under a strong threat.
The wisp of death power that arose from the Ye Wuchang sword light was like a tarsal maggot, stubborn and stubborn. No matter how hard the two of them struggled, how hard they tried to suppress and expel it, it was of no avail. It was of no use and could not
Suppress it and force it out of the body.
After being caught by the power of death, it seems that it is destined to be devoured of life and destined to die.
The two of them had not experienced this feeling of death pressing down on them for many years. Now they were panicked and fearful of death was born in their hearts.
"No...don't-"
The two screamed, and finally let out a desperate scream. The powerful vitality in their bodies was completely cut off in a short period of time, and was completely swallowed up by the power of death.
The bodies of the two people were rapidly aging and drying up, and the blood in their bodies was also exhausted. A thick death energy was quickly wrapped around their bodies, and it became more and more intense. In the end, their eyes dimmed, their vitality was completely cut off, and they fell from the air.
Fall.
"Ancestor!"
Nearby, there were many monks who had the same roots as these two god emperors. When they saw this scene, their pupils shrank and they exclaimed, with boundless fear in their eyes.
The eyes that looked at Ye Wuchang were full of shock, and at the same time boundless resentment and murderous intent arose.
"Kill him and avenge our ancestors!"
Tens of thousands of monks came to kill Ye Wuchang.
Ye Wuchang's eyes were piercingly cold. In addition to the crazy killing intent, there was also a faint black energy surging in those cold eyes.
"The darkness has no boundaries and swallows up the sky and the earth!"
Ye Wuchang's figure flashed, and he swung the black ancient sword in his hand, like a swipe of ink, and slashed out with a sword. The dark sword light hit the void, and a black ripple suddenly rippled in the void, sweeping in all directions.
Turn this void into a void swamp.
Boundless darkness swallows this void.
Ye Wuchang transformed into the Lord of Dark Night, holding an ancient black sword, which flashed across the dark sky. The ancient black sword in his hand danced continuously, and screams came one after another in an instant.
On the other side, Wang Teng flashed and came to Ye Qianzhong's side in an instant, using a soft force to catch Ye Qianzhong who was knocked away by the two god emperors.
"Qianzhong, how are you?!"
Zhou Song, Lingmu Sword Master and others also gathered around and looked at Ye Qianzhong.
"I'm fine. Thanks to Xiaosong's timely action and the defensive formation, I was able to withstand most of the force. This residual power swept over me and couldn't kill me."
Ye Qianzhong steadied his body, his face flushed slightly, suppressed the surging blood in his body, and spoke.
Then his eyes fell on Ye Wuchang, who was attacking the two god emperors in front. When he saw that Ye Wuchang had instantly killed the two strong men in the middle stage of the god emperors, he was shocked and ignored his own injuries. He was very nervous.
: "Let me go, why is this guy Wichang's strength even more powerful than before?"
When the Lingmu Sword Master, Jingzhe Sword Master, Gu Qingfeng, Dao Wuhen and others heard this, their eyes changed, and they were also shocked.
Even Wang Teng couldn't help but be moved, and his eyes flickered. Unexpectedly, Ye Wuchang was much stronger than he imagined. He actually killed two powerful men in the middle stage of the God Emperor with his sword alone!
But, what is going on with the strong death aura and the strong power of death on Ye Wuchang?
"This breath... why does it feel familiar to me? I seem to have seen this power of death somewhere before?"
Wang Teng stared at Ye Wuchang, feeling the mysterious, strange, and extremely powerful power of death on Ye Wuchang, and couldn't help but have a look of surprise in his eyes.
Beside him, the bald-headed crane also looked thoughtful, then suddenly widened his eyes and said:
"Ah, I remembered it!"
"Sir, do you still remember the Yellow Spring Sacred River you saw in the Land of the Meteor God?"
Hearing Bald Crane's words, Wang Teng's eyes suddenly froze, he immediately recalled it, and said in surprise: "It's him! The power of death in Wu Chang's body and the power of death emanating from that person are as if they were withdrawn!
What's going on, how come there is that person's aura of power on Wu Chang?"
Wang Teng couldn't help but feel shocked inside.
When they were in the lower realm, deep in the Land of the Meteor God, Wang Teng and Bald-headed Crane encountered the Holy River of the Yellow Spring, and in the Holy River of the Yellow Spring, they met "Xiao Hei", the old friend of the Wutian Demon Lord.
In addition, there is a black-robed young man sealed in the Yellow Spring Sacred River.
The young man in black robe sealed himself at the bottom of the Holy River of Underworld, hoping to use the huge vitality of the Holy River of Underworld to suppress the power of death in his body, so that the Holy River of Underworld was filled with a large amount of this power of death.
In the Yellow Spring Sacred River, any large area shrouded by the leaked power of death will become an absolute place of death.
At first, Wang Teng wanted to refine the power of death, but Xiao Hei stopped him and told him that the power of death was extremely evil and powerful. It had life and consciousness and should not be contaminated or provoked.
Otherwise, it will definitely swallow up the vitality and be deprived of life in an instant.
At the same time, Wang Teng also learned something about the young man in black robe from Xiao Hei's mouth.
According to what Xiao Hei said, when the young man in black robe came to him, he asked him to use the Holy River of Underworld to suppress him. His strength was terrifying, but he wanted to die but could not.
At this moment, Ye Wuchang's body actually exuded an aura that was similar or even identical to the power of death flowing out of the black-robed young man's body. This made Wang Teng couldn't help but be surprised, and at the same time he couldn't help but feel some worry in his heart.