The bloody battle between Tang Yan and Han Huang reached a fever pitch. For Han Huang, this was an unprecedented fierce battle, a hearty battle, and a bloody battle that infinitely stimulated his murderous intent. He looked at Tang Yan
He was getting hotter and hungrier, and his soul was screaming to kill the man in front of him.
But Tang Yan kept fighting furiously, and the more he fought, the fiercer he became, trying to contain his offensive, crushing his offensive again and again, and trampling on his murderous thoughts again and again.
Hanhuang became more and more silent and cold, like an evil corpse in hell. His body became harder and harder. The fierce collision was like proof of steel, causing the space to tremble.
The two were evenly matched, but neither could do anything to the other.
Tang Yan couldn't help but want to fully demonize him several times, and even used ghost green fire. He almost couldn't suppress his bloody nature and wanted to fight to the death with the guy in front of him.
"It's time." Tang Yan suddenly flew back, avoiding Han Huang's offensive, until he reached a hundred meters, but he was not retreating, but... his aura was strong, and he charged forward again.
Hanhuang was completely stunned. He did not dodge or evade, and fought with all his strength.
But at this moment, when the two collided, Tang Yan's left eye suddenly spurted out a strange black mist. "Do you dare to resist again?"
"The same routine is useless to me." Han Huang was not frightened, and once again clenched his fist to kill. This blow, he used all his strength. This time, he went all out, and his confidence was enough to destroy any martial arts.
However……
Tang Yan's beam this time was not the annihilation beam, but...devouring...
Buzz!
Hanhuang blasted out with a single blow, exerting his power at an extremely fast speed. As a result, he rushed into the dark and boundless world in an instant, as if time and space were spinning and he had crossed over to another world.
The surroundings were as dark as ink, eerie and eerie.
Gloomy ghost whispers echoed in my ears, and occasionally there would be a few will-o'-the-wisps jumping at the end of my sight.
"Where?" Hanhuang was secretly alert and suspended his attack.
"Finally we're in." Tang Yan secretly breathed in, the demonization in his body quickly subsided, and his left eye devoured all the purple mist with all his strength.
After just a few breaths, the purple energy dispersed, the roar disappeared, and the fierce battle was extinguished. The wasteland that was boiling with violence a moment ago returned to silence, and only Tang Yan stood there alone.
Only the surging fighting spirit and murderous intent permeated the sky, lasting for a long time.
Tang Yan gasped, quickly adjusted, and scanned the surrounding wilderness to determine if anyone was snooping nearby.
The plan went smoothly - provoking Han Huang, continuing the bloody battle, letting Han Huang fall into selfless fighting thoughts, and suddenly opening up a new world at a critical moment, forcing him to get involved.
This was also Tang Yan's original plan.
He really wanted to kill Hanhuang directly, but he was worried that Hanhuang's death would alarm the Corpse Royal Family. The best way was to move to the New World, which was equivalent to another dimension, and try to avoid the Corpse Royal Family's exploration as much as possible.
And if you open a new world from the beginning, it will only alert the snake. Not only will it not draw Hanhuang into it, but it will cause his resistance and counterattack. If you open a new world in the future, the possibility of success will be greatly reduced.
"I'll use you as a test to see how far my new world can withstand a battle." Tang Yan quickly landed on the ground, swallowed a large gulp of the spiritual source fluid, adjusted his condition, and sat cross-legged in silence, his thoughts quickly gathering together.
In the new world, Han Huang was vigilant about his surroundings, searching for traces of Tang Yan.
The weird environment and cold ghost atmosphere here made him feel a little afraid.
"Hanhuang, welcome to hell."
Suddenly, a deep voice echoed between heaven and earth, floating in every corner.
"It's ridiculous to pretend to be a ghost! Come out immediately and fight me with all your strength." Han Huang's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he scanned the darkness coldly.
Whoosh!
A stream of light suddenly appeared in front, and Tang Yan's shadow was vaguely visible, and Tang Yan's voice came from the voice: "Do you dare to follow me?"
Hanhuang snorted coldly and quickly chased after him.
However, I sprinted all the way with no end in sight. Looking around, I saw endless darkness, scattered blue fire balls, and strange lonely souls.
Eerie, cold and dark.
Hell? Have we really reached hell?
"Even if we really go to hell, I am also the master." Hanhuang quickly returned to normal and chased after him at full speed. His thoughts gathered together and came to a very pure thought - kill!
I don't know how long I chased him, but Tang Yan was always in front of him, but I couldn't catch him.
until……
The number of will-o'-the-wisps in the world increased, the shrill and cold ghost whispers became more and more serious, and a dilapidated and old ancient city appeared at the end of the sight. The ancient city was not big, simple and dilapidated, and a tattered flag was planted deep in the city.
Hanhuang was very wary and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Tang Yan's consciousness appeared above the ancient city, staring coldly at Han Huang: "This is the ghost city of hell, the future imperial capital of the underworld. You will die here and stay in the ghost city of hell forever."
"Don't forget, I am a member of the Corpse Royal Family, and I am not afraid of hell!" Hanhuang was arrogant and cold, looking around. The gloomy air was chilling, and the ghostly wind made the world desolate.
In many corners of the ancient city, men in black, carrying paper figures on their backs, sat alone, silent, with only the dead energy of heaven and earth gathering towards their bodies.
Staring carefully at the many street corners of the ancient city, lonely souls are floating silently, as if it is really a ghost town. Unspeakable evil and endless horror.
"There are corpses in hell, and there are also ghosts. Who is stronger than the corpse versus the ghost body?" Tang Yan smiled coldly, and his consciousness gradually faded.
Squeak, deep in the ancient city, a stone gate slowly opened, and a ghostly energy surged out like a vast ocean, flooding the entire ancient city, and the dark wind between heaven and earth became stronger.
All the lonely souls trembled and remained silent.
All the men in black bowed slightly and said: "Welcome to the clan leader."
Ren Tianzang walked out of the ghost gate and looked up at the billowing purple air in the sky. The moment their eyes met, the paper man behind him came to life with a creaking sound. A flash of blood flashed in the paper man's eyes as he stared at the billow.
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Tang Yan's conscious body appeared next to him: "I'm tired of seclusion. Practice your skills and try your current strength. He is a descendant of the corpse royal family of the ancient golden clan. His name is Hanhuang. He is in the semi-sacred realm and has no defeat."
"Can hell space withstand it?"
"You can try, there's no need to worry."
Ren Tian Burian rose from the sky, walked towards the sky, and faced Han Huang: "Ren Tian Burian, please teach me."
One is a ghost body, the other is a corpse. They are both stiff and cold, clean and tidy, and taciturn and cherish words like gold.
Han Huang felt threatened, and his attention gradually shifted from Tang Yan to Ren Tianzang, and gradually focused on his murderous intent. "Han Huang, please teach me."
"Hanhuang, if you can kill him, I will fight you again. If not, you will lose your life here and no one will know, including your tribe."
Tang Yan's consciousness left the ghost city, leaving very completely, so that Han Huang would not be worried and unable to fight with all his strength. However, this is Tang Yan's own world, and the location has no impact on him.
Even if you are at the end of the world, you can clearly feel any place or scene.
so……
He came to a forbidden place where ghost fetuses were conceived, and hugged the cold and evil ghost fetus at the tomb. He stared into the sky and whispered softly: "I want to see who is stronger, Ren Tian Burial, or you Hanhuang. I want to see who is stronger."
Let’s see if the bloodline of Fengdu Ghost Lord is domineering or the bloodline of your Golden Ancient Clan is stronger. I want to see if the sublimated hell world can withstand the bloody battle between two peak semi-saints.”
Crunch, Ren Tianzong twisted his neck and stretched out his hand towards Hanhuang: "Please."
Kill! With a thought, the will to fight returns, and the dry bamboo tears through the darkness, and rushes up to kill.
Ren Tianzheng slowly raised his hand.
Bang! Like a giant wave crashing against a rock, violent purple energy exploded all over the sky. Hanhuang's rapid attack was stopped instantly and stabilized steadily in mid-air.
Ren Tianzang held Hanhuang's violent fist firmly, looked at him coldly, and moved his lips and teeth slightly: "Is this all? Are you kidding me?"
"Arrogant." The power of Hanhuang Fist Gang suddenly surged, like a compressed spring, it hit the palm of Ren Tianzhong hard, and the surging purple energy overwhelmed him.
Rumble.
The dull roar echoed, and Ren Tian fell to the ground like a cannonball, but... he did not flip or lose any control, and fell straight and steadily. The moment before landing, he bent his knees slightly, relieved 80% of his strength, and calmed down.
fell to the ground.
With his black hair dancing wildly and his eyes as bright as lightning, Ren Tianzang touched one knee to the ground and pressed his right hand on the ground. A majestic ghost energy burst out of his body. At this moment, the paper man behind him looked up to the sky and screamed, sharp and ear-piercing.
It's like mocking, but also like venting, in a terrible moment.
"I am the descendant of the Corpse Emperor, what can you do to me?" Han Huang broke through the sky and fell like a meteorite bombarding the earth.
Ren Tianzhong slowly raised his head and disappeared in an instant just before Hanhuang bombarded him.
Boom! The ground shattered into pieces, and huge boulders rose into the sky along with dust and mist. Hanhuang missed the target with one strike, destroying the earth, but it failed to touch Ren Tian's Burial.
Ren Tian Zhan appeared in the dark sky a thousand meters above the sky. Zang Zhan shook his arms and wrists, and a black evil spirit spurted out from his sleeves. It was his most precious treasure - the soul-summoning flag!
The ghost energy danced wildly, like smoke and rivers, and the shrill wails and howls of ghosts floated between the sky and the earth. The evil energy surged, as if thousands of ghosts were struggling.
In the depths of the rolling sea of evil spirits, a tattered ancient flag was inserted. It was stained with blood and tattered. Even the flagpole was covered with traces of time, as if it would turn into dust with any force.
Tang Yan was paying close attention to the battlefield, expecting Ren Tianzong to explode with all his strength, but...a moment later, his face changed drastically, and his consciousness quickly disappeared.
At the same time, Tang Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in the wilderness ruins, slowly opened his eyes.