The quasi-emperor of the underworld himself didn't know what kind of physical training method he practiced. He was extremely powerful. It could be said that he could fight all powerful enemies with his physical body without any difficulty.
Ye Qianqian could barely resist. Unlike Ye Xiwen's masculine and domineering body refining skills, both Ye Qianqian and the underworld's quasi-emperor's body refining skills were negative, a bit like a zombie's physique, but they also had
different.
Judging from the origin of the underworld, it is very likely that the supreme body refining technique was created by borrowing some of the physical characteristics of zombies, which can be said to be extremely powerful.
However, it was blown away by this Heaven-shaking Seal, and cracks appeared on the extremely solid body.
He was severely injured in one blow, which completely shocked him.
Ye Xiwen's figure slowly appeared in front of Ye Qianqian. In his ears, there were shouts of killing everywhere. Many demon kings in the demon summoning banners and those underworld soldiers directly fought together.
Exploded corpses were flying everywhere, and the fighting was extremely fierce. The Yuanlings of many demon kings who had lost their physical bodies were weaker. Even if they later condensed their physical bodies through spirit shaping, this kind of spirit body would still be difficult to fight with.
Compared with the tyrannical body of the underworld soldiers.
Among all the worlds, there are only very few spiritual bodies that can cultivate to an extremely domineering level. Compared with other physical bodies, they are undoubtedly much less.
However, the number of these demon kings is far greater than that of the underworld soldiers. In this way, they have the upper hand.
The quasi-emperor of the underworld was unable to free up his hands to deal with Ye Qianqian with all his strength, which was largely due to this factor.
He held on until Ye Xiwen freed his hands.
The quasi-emperor of the underworld looked at the approaching Ye Xiwen coldly, his eyes green, like two will-o'-the-wisps.
"It's interesting. I didn't expect that when I transcended the tribulation, I even got involved in the legendary underworld!" Ye Xiwen narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer.
"Ye Xiwen, this is our family matter now, the internal affairs of the underworld. I hope you will not interfere, otherwise..." the quasi-emperor of the underworld said coldly.
"Otherwise, we are going against your underworld, right?" Ye Xiwen laughed loudly and continued. "So what if we are going against your underworld? The Demon Emperor is right, they are just a group of rats hiding in the dark and afraid to come out.
, just bedbugs!”
Ye Xiwen's harsh words made the quasi-emperor tremble with rage, and he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you blaspheme death?"
"Desecrating death, who is desecrating death? Don't you think everyone can see it? By re-sacrifice the corpses of those who died in battle and bring them out for war, are you not desecrating death?"
Ye Xiwen's voice shook the world, and many people secretly cheered.
Although the underworld is extremely powerful and intimidating, many people are also very disgusted with what they do.
It was not without reason that he was dismissed as a clown by the Demon King.
What's more, many of the Yin soldiers of the underworld are their predecessors. Their bodies were taken away and refined into Yin soldiers to fight for the underworld. This is also a great shame for them. If
It's not that the underworld is too mysterious and unpredictable, making it impossible to find its lair, and it's also so powerful that even the Demon Lord Shura himself couldn't break it back then. I'm afraid it would have been annihilated by now.
"Dare to go against our underworld, I think you are too successful, leading to self-righteousness!" The quasi-emperor of the underworld looked at Ye Xiwen coldly, with unimaginable coldness in his eyes.
"Just you?" Ye Xiwen sneered and stepped out in an instant. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in front of the quasi-emperor of the underworld, directly crossing time and space.
Beyond everything.
"Bang!" The quasi-emperor of the underworld was hit by Ye Xiwen's punch again, and he flew backwards.
"puff!"
The quasi-emperor of the underworld spurted out a mouthful of blood and was severely injured in one blow.
"So strong!"
At this point, even the quasi-emperor of the underworld had to admit that Ye Xiwen seemed to be very strong, and terrifyingly so.
If he hadn't defended himself in time just now, most of his body would have been blown to pieces.
With his physical strength, he would be so passive. It is conceivable that if an ordinary person encounters him, it will be a dead end.
He didn't pay too much attention to the situation of the Anji Sanren just now. He just guessed that the Anji Sanren should have been eliminated by Ye Xiwen, but he never expected that Ye Xiwen could be so tyrannical.
"Is the underworld only like this?" Ye Xiwen said coldly, his whole body was emitting a frightening light, and all the heavens and the universe were fixed by him alone, and he stopped the wind and waves, even if there was no wind or waves.
His will is the will of heaven and earth.
"Ye Xiwen, don't underestimate our underworld!" The quasi-emperor of the underworld shouted loudly and roared loudly. This sound seemed to be transmitted from the super ancient times, and it existed forever and had a long history.
That terrifying power surged up in the void, and the infinite death energy condensed in his hands, forming a death sickle and slashing towards Ye Xiwen.
"Bang!"
With a huge roar, the death scythe cut off everything and completely chopped up the stars in the sky. The bloody blade cut directly in front of Ye Xiwen.
Directly cutting his whole body into two halves, however, he saw a tremor in the void and Ye Xiwen returned to normal.
"Not good!" The quasi-emperor of the underworld suddenly said to himself, "Not good!" He couldn't kill Ye Xiwen, and couldn't even break through the space he was guarding around him, let alone hurt his true self.
With the power of his death scythe, any solid space would be exploded, but Ye Xiwen didn't. He either had some extraordinary magical weapon of space or he had an astonishing understanding of space.
No matter which one it was, it was very difficult, especially the latter one, which made him have the urge to give up.
"brush!"
At the moment when he was hesitating, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and Ye Xiwen slapped him with a big hand.
"Bang!"
His entire head was hit and instantly flew out. His entire head exploded, with blood and bone fragments flying everywhere.
The whole body was like a meteor, flying backwards in an instant and crashing into the planet, smashing countless stars.
Strong!
Absolutely strong!
The quasi-emperors who were watching in the distance took a breath of cold air at this time. Compared with when he was fighting the Antarctic Sanren, Ye Xiwen looked more powerful and terrifying at this time. They could clearly feel that Ye Xiwen was more able to control his own.
The strength is much easier and more comfortable than when dealing with Antarctic scattered people.
The quasi-emperor of this underworld is not weaker than the Antarctic Sanren in terms of strength. He also has the supreme inheritance of the Underworld. There is no way that the Antarctic Sanren who were born as casual cultivators can compare. It can be said that they are on a higher level.
But when facing Ye Xiwen, he was even more embarrassed. At least the Antarctic Sanren could still resist, and the quasi-emperor of the underworld was completely taught a lesson.
It's not that he has become weaker, but that Ye Xiwen has become stronger. The aura on his body is getting stronger and more terrifying every minute and every second.
Facing such a powerful Ye Xiwen, even those quasi-emperors who had never opposed Ye Xiwen felt intimidated. When a person is too strong, it will form an invisible deterrent to others.
Not to mention those quasi-emperors who had evil intentions in their hearts, they were almost scared to death. The stronger Ye Xiwen became, the higher the possibility of his revenge, and the more difficult it was for them to deal with them.
"Based on Ye Xiwen's current strength, I am afraid that only Da Zi Zaitian, True Lord Fire Dragon and others can steadily defeat him. Other quasi-emperors in the later stage, I am afraid that they will not be his opponents. They have just crossed the sky.
The robbery is already so strong, if it continues, is it okay?"
"Hey, he is so strong. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for our coalition forces!"
"With his temper, how can he not retaliate? It is possible that we will have an internal collapse first. Wouldn't it be a joke for the Heavenly Clan?"
Many quasi-emperors have worries in their hearts. Ye Xiwen's strength is originally a good thing to some extent, as it can give the Celestial Clan a greater advantage.
Strong men at their level can already bring about fundamental changes in a certain battle.
But now many people are secretly reaching out to Ye Xiwen, which may lead to internal strife before they can deal a blow to the Heavenly Clan.
"So what if I underestimate you!" Ye Xiwen said coldly.
In the distance, the head of the quasi-emperor of the underworld has grown back, and his face is extremely ugly. He has been severely injured one after another, directly hurting his origin. It is not known how long he will need to rest.
But at this time, there was obviously no other way. He roared, and all the death energy around him was concentrated into his body, and his aura was greatly improved. This is his secret method, which can increase his strength in one breath.
Integrated with the martial arts incarnation, the strength is greatly improved in one go.
"Ye Xiwen..." The quasi-emperor of the underworld roared angrily, looking up to the sky and roaring, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Ye Xiwen's big hand go straight in, directly penetrating the death energy that protected his body.
His originally extremely powerful body-protecting death energy actually didn't even react at all. It cut right in like tofu mixed with brine.
Then he slapped him in the face.
The quasi-emperor of the underworld could clearly see the hand slapping over him, but his body was unable to react at all, as if he was a little white rabbit frightened by the tiger's momentum.
I could only watch helplessly as this hand slapped me on the spot.
"Bang!"
He was directly slapped and flew away. The momentum he had just gathered was blown away before it could explode, turning into black stars that filled the sky and swept out in all directions.
