Yun Chen stood in the golden bowl, his expression became extremely ugly.
This golden bowl is probably a treasure that surpasses the best immortal weapon.
How could an ordinary top-grade immortal weapon be so powerful?
You must know that although he is only an Immortal Lord, he can kill the Immortal Emperor. Even he cannot easily open the golden bowl and is even injured by the patterns in the golden bowl. It can be seen that even if this golden bowl is
The Immortal Emperor can also suppress and kill.
How can a treasure that can kill the Immortal Emperor be as simple as a top-notch immortal weapon?
"I don't believe it!" Yun Chen's expression turned grim, then he raised his finger and pointed forward.
As soon as he pointed out a finger, a majestic and boundless killing force suddenly spread out, and immediately turned into a rolling torrent and poured out, turning into a huge finger and slamming into the golden bowl.
With a "boom" sound, the pattern on the golden bowl was blown open by fingers, and then, a small crack appeared on the golden bowl.
Although the crack is so subtle that it cannot even be seen with the eyes without using spiritual consciousness, there is no doubt that it is a crack.
With the appearance of the crack, the face of the holy monk Pudu outside suddenly turned pale, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow, and his breath became a little sluggish.
"How is that possible?" He murmured, looking at the golden bowl below with disbelief.
His Buddha and Demon Golden Bowl is a treasure that surpasses the best immortal weapons. This kind of treasure is so hard that it can be said to be indestructible.
However, now, a gap has been opened by Yun Chen.
How powerful this Yun Chen must be!
Without thinking any more, for fear that his treasure would be completely destroyed, Pudu quickly waved his hand, and the golden bowl suddenly shrank crazily, then whizzed from below and landed in his hand.
Looking at Yun Chen, who had suffered almost no damage, Pudu's face became extremely ugly.
Yun Chen's power has exceeded his imagination.
"Hmph, you are lucky this time!" Pudu said unwillingly, and then his eyes fell on the void not far away: "Xueyang Immortal Emperor, it's your turn!"
"Hahaha, this guy is indeed not weak. He can actually block Master Pudu's attack. Yes, it's really good!"
In mid-air, a figure resembling Maitreya Buddha emerged.
This figure has a fat head and big ears, wearing a long gown, playing with two beads in his hand, and staring at Yun Chen excitedly with eyes the size of copper bells.
"My name is Xueyang, and I come from the Huntian Sect. Fellow Taoist Yun, our Huntian Sect has a lot of grudges with you! This time, I am here to take your life under the orders of the Great Emperor!"
Immortal Emperor Xueyang said as he suddenly threw out the beads in his hand.
The two beads were thrown out and immediately swelled up in the storm. Immediately, they turned into two huge blood-red spheres, suspended in mid-air.
Then, the entire space suddenly became extremely cold, as if it had been transported directly from the human world to purgatory.
"fall!"
Xueyang shouted loudly and formed seals with his hands.
Then, the two huge spheres suddenly erupted into blood-red threads. These threads rushed toward the clouds and dust below. Wherever they passed, the void actually made a hissing sound, as if it was being swept away.
It seemed like something had corroded away.
"Resentful soul threads, each resentful soul thread requires a large number of ghosts to condense, and these ghosts should preferably be those who have just been killed." Seeing this, a monk couldn't help but sigh.
Those who were killed felt some sympathy.
"Shh, keep your voice down. You don't want to live anymore. That's the Bloodyang Immortal Emperor. It's not like you don't know how terrifying the Bloodyang Immortal Emperor is. Be careful, he will condense you into a part of the resentful soul thread." His companion heard this.
His voice immediately sounded serious.
Hearing this, the man's expression changed slightly, and then he shut his mouth tightly, not daring to speak any more.
At this time, Yun Chen, who was standing in the square, saw the countless threads of resentful souls roaring towards him, and his expression became unusually calm.
That was an expression of extreme anger.
With so many resentful soul threads, how many monks must be killed to condense them?
Moreover, this kind of resentful soul thread must be a kinder and more honest person, and the condensed thread will be stronger and stronger.
"Come on! Blue Enchantress, burn as much as you like, my friend!"
Yun Chen gently raised his hand, and then lightly tossed it, a blue lotus-shaped flame immediately rose into the sky, and then swelled up in the storm, turning into a huge ice-blue lotus, moving crazily towards
Those threads were swallowed up.
When the silk thread fell and came into contact with these flames, it immediately made a hissing sound and was burned directly.
This scene made the Bloodyang Immortal Emperor's face change in mid-air. Then he snorted coldly and pressed down with his hand. Two huge blood-red balls suddenly hit the ice-blue lotus like two meteorites.
flame.
The next second, two huge balls collided with lotus-shaped flames.
Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar suddenly rose into the sky.
Ice blue and blood red air waves swept out in all directions, causing ripples.
The huge roar caused the bodies of many monks with low cultivation levels to explode and turned into clouds of blood mist.
Even some monks above the Xuanxian level were bleeding from their orifices and retreating crazily.