The Baizhang Canglong and the Guixu Baqi Python fought fiercely.
Below, Lin Huang was trapped in a huge black formation...
And in the void, the five giant mountains thrown away by Lin Huang came to suppress them again!
On the top of the giant mountain, Di Jiuyou's expression remained unchanged. His arms were still waving. From unknown time on, eighty-one black iron ropes were flying around him. Countless mysterious ancient texts were engraved on the iron ropes.
It exudes an ancient atmosphere.
When the five giant mountains suppressed Lin Huang again, the eighty-one black divine chains also fell to the ground, directly binding Lin Huang and the five giant mountains together.
Looking at the scene outside the city, Jun Tianyao narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "The fifth cut of Jiuyou Huangquan, the Impermanence Binding Divine Chain!"
"Grandpa Grandpa..."
Jun Qingcheng turned her head and looked at Jun Tianyao with a worried expression.
Jun Tianyao slowly said, "Di Jiuyou's real killing move has not yet come out, and Lin Huang is not so easy to kill!"
"kill……"
As soon as Jun Tianyao finished speaking, Lin Huang's roar rang out in the air. Lin Huang's Buddha body had once again switched to the body of Shura. He was filled with murderous aura. He was carrying Wujue Mountain on his back and wearing ten
The eight mysterious and black formations that led the impermanence attacked Emperor Jiuyou again.
Emperor Jiuyou's figure retreated rapidly in the void, waving his arms in an orderly manner, looking extremely calm, "Jiuyou Huangquan's sixth cut, the Stele of Destruction of Life!"
Before the latter finished speaking, an ancient sacred monument suddenly appeared in the Nine Nether River flowing around him.
The ancient stele is engraved with ancient words, which are mottled and mysterious. It is completely dark, but it is stained with countless blood. It seems that it has cut the gods in half and suppressed the unparalleled giants. The moment it rushed out of the Jiuyou River, a sky
Everything then became dark.
In an instant, the ancient stele enlarged to a hundred feet, and the power of the ancient avenue spread out around it, like a guillotine falling from the sky and the earth.
Only between the electric light and flint, the hundred-foot ancient stele falling from the sky instantly hit Lin Huang and killed the power of Di Jiuyou. With the infinite power and the killing power of the avenue, Lin Huang was cut from the sky.
When it fell, the ancient stele directly pressed against Lin Huang's waist, making him unable to move.
On the cracked earth, Linhuang was covered with avenues, hissing and roaring, rising from the ground several times, but every time he was suppressed by the ancient monument and the five mountains on his body.
The roar of the pitch-black formation all around him unstoppably peeled off Lin Huang's body and soul, as if he had encountered the irresistible rules of the avenue...
In the void, looking at Lin Huang struggling several times and failing, Emperor Jiuyou breathed a sigh of relief, and then cautiously narrowed his eyes again, "Jiuyou Huangquan's seventh kill, burn incense and worship the world!"
When Di Jiuyou spoke, an incense burner suddenly appeared in his palm. There was a lit incense candle in the burner, which was burning little by little.
Then, Di Jiuyou fell from the sky, placed the incense burner in front of the suppressed Lin Huang, and said softly: "You only have a quarter of an hour, if you continue to fight back, once the soul leaves the body, you will become
A lonely ghost!"
"Nine Nether Avenue is indeed terrifying!"
Lin Huang was suppressed by the ancient monument and fell to the ground, but his expression was extremely cold. "From the moment Wujue Mountain appeared, the following methods were interconnected. It is worthy of being the most extraordinary avenue in the world."
Di Jiuyou waved his hand and sneered, "It's just a lion fighting a rabbit...your time is getting less and less!"
As he spoke, Emperor Jiuyou once again swept into the sky. As he waved his dark robe and big sleeves, the eighth Nine Nether River around him fiercely swept into the clouds, and then the river water turned downwards...
The river turned upside down, but not a trace of black water flowed out.
Instead, every drop of black water shimmered with dark thunder, and crackled and roared. The entire Jiuyou River turned into a dark river of thunder, waiting for Lin Huang's soul to escape.
A moment of physicality.
"The Eighth Cut of Nine Netherworlds, Dead Sea Soul Suppressing Thunder!"
Di Jiuyou stepped forward in the void, and finally a smile appeared on his face. He held the thunder river in his hand, looked at the forest wilderness below, and coldly scolded: "When the body and soul are separated, the thunder river passes by, destroying everything.
Shenhun. Linhuang...this king is right here, waiting for you to kill him!"
On the cracked earth, the incense burner in front of Lin Huang was burning, constantly pulling his soul out of his body. The roar of thunder and the scolding voice of Di Jiuyou filled his ears. He frowned and spoke softly:
"……good!"
Before he could finish his words, Lin Huang let out a loud roar, the momentum inside his body surged, and terrifying power suddenly rose.
——Eight times the wrath of Shura.
Before the roar could subside, thousands of people in Shenluo City were shocked. They saw Lin Huang wearing the Xuanwu Holy Body and standing with his hands on the ground, like an ancient overlord holding the cauldron, carrying the Wujue Mountain and the Death Stele.
stand up.
Di Jiuyou's face condensed slightly, "The Xuanwu Holy Body is really terrifying, it can actually give you such power that can shake mountains!"
"Not only can he give me the power to shake mountains, but he can also be... stronger!"
Lin Huang opened his mouth with a murderous voice, followed by another long roar, and the real person actually pulled out an afterimage in the void, and rushed toward Di Jiuyou at a speed as fast as thunder.
Di Jiuyou looked calm, holding a pitch-black scythe in his hand, quietly waiting for Lin Huang's arrival. Because no matter how fast Lin Huang was, after all, he was carrying the Five Jue Mountains and the Death Stele, how fast could he go...
Moreover, his soul was pulled by the incense burner, and his body was imprisoned by the dark formation. He looked mighty and domineering, but in fact he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
He just had to wait quietly, waiting for Lin Huang to deliver the head to his door.
In just a few breaths, the two people in the void were already no more than a hundred feet apart. The blade of Lin Huang's hand was shining brightly, and the one carrying the Wujue Mountain and the Death Stele turned into a line of blood, killing Emperor Jiuyou, "The God of Death cuts with one strike."
!”
In front of the void, Di Jiuyou held the sickle high in his hand, his expression calm, and he still did not relax his vigilance at all.
The two are getting closer and closer.
Eighty feet.
Seventy feet.
Sixty feet.
…
Twenty feet.
At this moment, the sickle in Di Jiuyou's hand began to slash down from the sky.
At this moment, the sound of iron ropes breaking was heard in the void, and a series of sparks flew out from Lin Huang's chest...
In Shenluo City, thousands of people stared, and most people couldn't see clearly what happened. Only a few people opened their eyes wide and saw that Lin Huang's killing sword did not kill Emperor Jiuyou, but fell on it.
He fell onto the iron rope that was wrapped around Lin Huang, and then the iron rope broke and sparks flew up.
When Di Jiuyou saw Mars, his expression suddenly changed, he suddenly withdrew his attack and retreated quickly.
However……
He was already too late.
At the moment when the iron rope broke, Lin Huang's body leaned down, and the Wujue Mountain and the Death Stele behind him rushed directly towards Emperor Jiuyou, leaving him with no time to escape.
boom!
There was a loud bang in the void, and Di Jiuyou, who had a chance of winning, was suddenly suppressed from the sky by his own Wujue Mountain and the Death Stele, creating an abyss of a hundred feet...