I've waited for you for a thousand years, and I've lived this life just to meet you

Xiao Mohan stood in the air, grabbed Gui Yun's divinity in his hand. His clothes fluttered, and he exuded a majestic and extraordinary temperament.

This battle actually allowed him to break through the shackles and enter the early stage of the Divine Emperor. He quickly restrained his aura, still maintaining the peak cultivation level of the Divine King, his aura ethereal and mysterious.

"The master's power is just like this!" An Yi crossed his arms over his chest, his face flushed with excitement, and he felt proud of it.

Ji Jiusheng, Yuan Tianhe, Wang Yufei, Luo Ziqian and others were pale as a ghost, their hearts filled with disbelief and deep-rooted fear.

Even Ye Tianjian and other disciples of the Taikoo Divine Sect who were supporting Zhu Shu were terrified as if their souls were scared out of their wits.

Gui Yun, who possessed the corpse of a god and was known as the number one genius in the Beiliu Divine Realm, was blasted to pieces by Xiao Mohan in such a devastating manner.

This simply subverted their cognition!

Ji Jiusheng felt a chill in his heart, as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

His strength was originally on par with Gui Yun, but Gui Yun was defeated so thoroughly, which meant that he was equally vulnerable in front of Xiao Mohan!

And Su Yu'er... her husband is already so terrifying, how powerful should she be?

"That black cauldron...that strange flame...we must seize it!" Greed and fear intertwined wildly in Ji Jiusheng's eyes. "Fighting alone won't work, so..."

A murderous look flashed in his eyes. He moved his feet silently and approached Yuan Tianhe, Wang Yufei, Dai Liting and others quietly. His mind raced and a plot suddenly began.

Luo Ziqian, who was in the crowd, was heartbroken at this moment. Gui Yun's death made him feel like he was falling into an abyss!

It was he who leaked the news, which attracted Ji Jiusheng and Gui Yun, who wanted to kill Su Yuer by borrowing her knife... Now, Gui Yun is dead and his soul is gone, and Xiao Mohan's fighting power is astonishing. How could Su Yuer be easy to deal with?

"Escape! You must escape immediately!"

The huge fear overwhelmed all reason.

While everyone was in shock and no one was paying attention, Luo Ziqian suddenly turned around, poured all his divine power into his legs, increased his speed to the extreme, and fled madly out of the valley like a stray dog.

Just as Luo Ziqian was about to pass through the valley entrance—

"You little bastard! Give me your life! Pay for the life of my Son of God!"

Four figures, filled with overwhelming hatred and crazy murderous intent, shot out from the Corpse Ghost Sect's camp like four black meteorites burning with ghost fire from the underworld!

They were Gui Yun’s protectors, four elders of the Corpse Ghost Sect whose cultivation had reached the peak of the middle stage of the Divine King.

The Son of God has fallen, his natal black coffin destroyed! This is a once-in-a-lifetime humiliation for the Corpse Ghost God Sect! It's a catastrophic disaster, enough to have their souls, spirits, and spirits extracted and refined, forever condemned to eternal damnation! Only by capturing and killing Xiao Mohan can the wrath of Sect Master Fentian be appeased!

Four old men in black robes with sinister faces had bloodshot eyes, and corpse energy and death energy erupted from their bodies without reservation, forming a black hell that stretched from sky to earth, and the air was filled with the smell of death and decay.

The black coffins behind them exuded a tremendous evil aura, causing the void on all sides to roar and tremble.

boom! Boom boom boom! ! !

The sounds of ghosts crying and gods howling resounded throughout the valley, causing the void on all sides to distort violently.

Four dry hands like ghost claws slapped down from the air, tearing the void, carrying the deathly aura of the underworld, and went straight for Xiao Mohan who had just recovered his divinity!

Corpse ghost bone claw!

The great supernatural power of the Corpse Ghost Sect.

The combined power of the four God Kings formed a hell of death, enveloping Xiao Mohan within it. They were determined to crush him to ashes, burying him in a sea of ​​blood and corpses forever.

Xiao Mohan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, a chaotic divine light lingering around him. His fighting spirit was rising, and he was eager to personally experience the limits of fighting against four mid-stage Divine Kings.

"Your opponent is us!"

Four loud shouts rang out at the same time!

Four figures, long accumulating strength, shot up into the sky like arrows, brazenly charging towards the devastating demonic claws. They were none other than An Yi, An Si, An Shi, and Ye Bing.

"kill!"

The four of them shouted in unison, their fighting spirit soaring to the sky!

Their blood and energy surged like dragons, golden light blazing forth. Four iron fists fiercely struck out, their powerful fist prints transforming into four roaring golden dragons, each brimming with overwhelming divine power. They instantly tore through the void and slammed into their respective opponents.

Boom! ! !

Fists and claws collided, unleashing a deafening roar of metal clashing. Sparks flew like a rainstorm, and the void trembled violently like shattered glass!

Blazing golden light collided violently with the chilling deathly aura, and eight destructive energy balls exploded in the void. The vast and violent shockwave, like a chaotic torrent bursting through a dam, instantly swept across the four directions.

The valley was completely boiling!

The violent energy turbulence tore through the space, the earth cracked, and the remaining flames were stirred up into the sky, forming a chaotic and violent sea of ​​fire purgatory!

The four elders of the Corpse Ghost Sect felt a surge of terrifying, unstoppable divine power. The Corrupted Bone Palm Seal was instantly blasted apart by the Golden Fist Dragon! The fist's force didn't diminish at all, firmly imprinting itself upon their chests!

boom! Bang bang bang! ! !

The black light protecting their bodies shattered with a bang. The four of them felt as if they were being struck by four ancient sacred mountains. The black coffins behind them wailed violently, and they all spat out large mouthfuls of black blood. Their aura instantly withered, and they flew backwards like kites with broken strings.

"what?!"

The eyes of the four Corpse Ghost Sect elders were filled with horror and disbelief.

"One punch... actually sent us flying like this?!"

The eyes of an elder of the Corpse Ghost Sect were filled with shock and fear.

"Damn it! We have to make this quick."

An elder from the Corpse Ghost Sect spoke with a barely perceptible tremor in his voice, his face as dark as ink. The other three men's eyes flashed with fierceness, their murderous intent etched in them.

Rumble!

The deathly aura and murderous energy around them surged crazily once again, like a surging sea of ​​ink, causing the void to roar and shatter! The black coffins of their natal bodies trembled violently, and the surging deathly aura gushed out, emitting an even more eerie and terrifying aura.

Roar! Roar, roar, roar!!!

Four earth-shaking roars rang out!

Four corpses of god-kings, swathed in resentful spirits and clad in ancient black armor, suddenly burst forth from the black coffin! Their eyes burned with murderous intent and hatred, emitting a dark, heart-pounding light.

Without hesitation, the four elders summoned their most valuable war corpses, intent on a swift and decisive victory, completely crushing the formidable enemy! Simultaneously, with a flash of light in their palms, they each summoned a powerful and unholy corpse weapon: a white-bone mourning stick, its ghostly howl piercing the ears! A soul-calling banner, its writhing spirits billowing! A blood-curdling bone sword, its bloody wind lashing the face! The demonic sound of a soul-snatching bell piercing the brain!

The magic weapon hummed, causing ghosts from the underworld to howl, interweaving into a destructive and strange light, which was extremely powerful and terrifying.

The four war corpses had cold eyes and exuded a murderous aura as they suddenly pounced towards An Yi and the other three.

Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh!

Four pitch-black rays of destructive divine light, containing the terrifying power to freeze life and corrode the soul, were like a torrent of death from the underworld, shooting towards the vital points of An Yi and the other three!

The White Bone Mourning Stick and the Blood-Evil Bone Sword turned into a death storm with thousands of ghosts wailing, and covered An Yi and An Si's heads!

The soul-summoning banners and the soul-catching bells rolled up a black tide of resentful souls and the deathly energy of the Styx that froze the souls, and madly attacked An Shi and Ye Bing!

"town!"

"Destroy!"

The eyes of Ye Bing and the other three were icy. Four huge black tripods flew out from the sea of ​​consciousness between their eyebrows. With the power to suppress the world for eternity, they marched towards the four corpses of the God Kings who were rushing towards them.

At the same time, they punched out again, and the sharp fists transformed into four ferocious chaos dragons containing the power of annihilation, and they rushed towards the four terrifying death torrents.

Rumble!

The Annihilation Fist Dragon collided violently with the torrent of death, causing the void to wail under the heavy burden and crack into pieces in an instant.

The Fist Dragon crushed the Death Divine Light with overwhelming force, and continued to move forward, fiercely bombarding the four corpse magic weapons.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

The four evil magical weapons were like being hit by heavy hammers, making shrill screams in the void. The divine light dimmed in an instant and they were directly shattered away by the terrifying force.

"impossible!"

The four elders' faces changed drastically, they were horrified!

The opponent actually used the strength of his flesh and blood body to attack them and blew away their life-saving magic weapons.

As God Kings, they reacted extremely quickly and did not dare to take the lingering force of the Fist of Annihilation. Their figures moved through the air like ghosts, changing positions, and pounced on An Yi and the other four again with fierce killing moves.

boom! boom! boom! boom! ! !

High in the sky, eight figures and four pairs of strong men started an even more brutal fight.

Every collision was like a star exploding, and the violent energy shock waves spread out layer by layer like a world-destroying tsunami, making the entire valley buzz and huge rocks roll down the mountain walls like rain.

The onlookers from all major forces around retreated again and again, with only deep fear and shock in their eyes. The power of the God King's life-threatening fight was truly earth-shattering.

"Another four black cauldrons?!"

Ji Jiusheng cried out in shock, his face full of disbelief, "Could it be that Su Yu'er is a weapon refining master?!"

At this moment, Wang Yufei, Yuan Tianhe, and Ye Tianjian were already terrified, their eyes filled with horror. They had never imagined that not only were Su Yuer and her husband unfathomable, but even the four of them were so terrifyingly powerful.

Xiao Qingyu and Danqing Wanmei's eyes widened, and they were shocked but also admired her more.

"These people... are truly more evil than the other!"

Yu Xiao's heart was filled with shock and he felt uneasy.

"Really... I didn't expect it!" Xia Yilin's throat rolled and he swallowed hard.

They at Guiyi Academy had just wanted to protect Su Yuer and her husband at all costs, but now it seemed that they were completely unable to do anything and could only offer protection.

Su Yu'er glanced coldly at the fierce battle, then retracted her gaze. Her eyes, like an ice knife, swept across the restless crowd. Her voice was cold and piercing: "Who else covets the inheritance? Stand up together. Don't waste our time. Just finish it all in one go and save trouble."

Ye Tianjian, Ji Jiusheng and others, who were originally in shock, suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. This naked contempt was more embarrassing than being hit by a sword.

Ye Tianjian subconsciously took a step back, his eyes involuntarily darting towards Zhu Shu. Seeing her disheveled, exhausted state, he became furious. Just as he was about to step forward to redeem himself, Zhu Shu firmly grasped his sleeve. She silently and resolutely shook her head at him.

Give in!

Ye Tianjian's pretended toughness was instantly gone.