One sentence made Yan Feitian break out in cold sweat.

"Back... behind?"

"How is it possible? When..."

At this moment, his brain felt like an electric shock, and his whole body was trembling, as if there was a devil standing behind him.

More terrifying than the King of Hell!

And behind him, that figure is none other than... Ning Tao!

With a sweep of his mind, the entire battlefield situation came into his mind. Daozu, Jesus, Qixing, Tianpeng, Xiaoyao... had all fallen.

Emperor Yuan suffered heavy losses.

The Dantian of the Beast Controlling Emperor was also destroyed...

Ning Tao gritted his teeth, and a murderous intention burst out. He was left with so many people in such a short period of time, which made his heart hurt.

"Yan Feitian, it's time for you to be buried with him!"

Just a few words, but they seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.

Yan Feitian's scalp felt numb. He didn't know why? The aura exuded by Ning Tao made him afraid, and it even improved to a small level.

Achieved the Three Souls Great Perfection.

Is this the result of retreat?

In an instant, he roared angrily, turned around and swept out, saying ferociously: "If you speak arrogant words, I am the King of Hell, who can kill me?"

"Bang...boom..."

Amidst the roar, everyone couldn't help but stare with wide eyes.

The next second, everyone's pupils shrank.

"this……"

In the sight, Ning Tao's expression was cold, his eyes were like lightning, and a big golden hand was holding the sharp Ge Tian tightly. The force was so strong that Yan Feitian couldn't break free for a while, and the ferocious look on his face could not help but freeze.

"How...how is it possible?"

"Why did your power suddenly increase so much?"

However, Ning Tao raised his head coldly and said ferociously: "Since you consider me your old enemy, haven't you even heard those words?"

"What?" Yan Feitian was stunned.

"It's better to provoke the King of Hell than Ning Mo," Ning Tao roared angrily, making a fist with his other hand and hitting him on the chest like lightning.

"boom…"

"Click... click..."

The crisp sound of bones crushing echoed in this silent world, like half angel and half devil.

Some are surprised, some are worried!

But everyone is full of horror!

With one punch, Yan Feitian was seriously injured? What happened to Ning Tao? Is this too strong? It’s unbelievable?

Not long ago it was clear that they were on par.

The faces of Gu Yuan, Demon Ancestor and others formed a sharp contrast. One's face was red with excitement, while the other's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, plus cold and pale.

It's scarier than the face of a dead person.

Xia Mengfei, Xian Yueyi, Xiao Hong and others cried with joy. They succeeded, finally succeeded.

Ning Tao completed the fifth transformation.

It is already powerful enough to dominate the entire Three Realms war situation!

"The sect master is mighty, the sect master is mighty," the hundreds of millions of troops were ecstatic and shouted like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

"Ah...Pfft..."

Yan Feitian's eyes bulged, and he couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of internal organs. The tearing pain filled his whole body, and twelve pairs of ribs, twenty-four of them, were broken into pieces.

"This...this is impossible!"

But before he landed, he realized that he was derailed from the space. It was as if he had arrived in an unknown place, with layers of space surrounding him. This feeling was familiar to him. It was the special skill of space, the space cage.

No...no, this is another trick.

"Space...collapses!"

Ning Tao glared angrily, and shook Yan Feitian's hand from afar, causing a cube to compress instantly.

"Asshole, you want to kill me, but you're too early to do that. Roar, ah, ah," Yan Feitian roared crazily. In a short period of time, the two original spells will definitely be unable to be used.

However, Yan Feitian is so powerful because he does not rely solely on these two original techniques.

In the past nine lives, he has been exposed to too many Dharma doors, ranging from forbidden immortal Dharma to the ultimate Taoist Dharma.

Since this life, he has integrated the efforts and essence of his ancestors to create his own unique method.

He also named it specially... King of Hell Jue!

"Hell...Pluto's body!"

In an instant, masses of black emerged from the white space cube, as if a demon king had been summoned. The continuously compressed space actually cracked and exploded with a "bang" sound.

"Ho ho ho..."

Suddenly, a dark shadow came towards me.

However, Ning Tao sneered, a pair of golden eyes had already seen through it, and the light on his feet seemed to turn into the speed of light.

The body technique has suddenly reached the first level of glimmering light!

There are three levels: Floating Light, Glimpse, and Extreme Speed.

"Floating light!"

"Whoosh... whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The black shadow just rushed out, but a light-speed punch with no moves, only speed, hit him hard in the face.

There was a "bang" sound, and the black shadow was sent flying thousands of meters.

The whole world was silent.

It seems that there is only two solos left. No matter how you look at it now, it looks like Ning Tao is violently torturing Yan Feitian?

The fists reached the flesh, and they exchanged thousands of moves in the electric light and flint, but the black shadow was beaten with bruises all over his body. The more he beat, the more crazy he became. Yan Feitian's screams were all around him.

"Ahhhhh..."

"Asshole, bastard..."

Yan Feitian stopped, his row of teeth had been dyed blood red, he had transformed into a ferocious demon, and he was beaten beyond recognition. He had no power to fight back. His foundation of nine reincarnations was actually vulnerable?

The Ning Tao at this moment was more than twice as powerful as the Ning Tao he had fought with before.

It doesn't mean that two Ning Taos besieged him.

But 1+1 equals 3!

"You...what on earth did you do? How could you suddenly become so strong? I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

Yan Feitian screamed hysterically.

Hearing this, Ning Tao pointed to the five reincarnation seals between his eyebrows and sneered: "This is the reincarnation senior, who endured suffering in the starry sky, worked hard, and created it after several generations...the genuine Nine-turn Reincarnation Sutra!"

"And the Nine Turns of Reincarnation Sutra you got is just a fragment from that year, or a hypothesis."

"After nine reincarnations, you are extremely lucky to be able to retain your current personality. I'm afraid that sometimes you don't even remember who you are!"

As soon as the words came out, Yan Feitian's breath was suffocated and he said crazily: "I am the King of Hell, and no one can replace me."

"Damn reincarnation, three souls, space, you all deserve to die, why? Why does heaven treat me like this? I just want to leave, what is wrong with it? I don't accept it, heaven, I don't accept it!"

That strong resentment made all the strong men present feel hairy. How many years had this resentment been built up?

Even Demon Ancestor and Gu Yuan took a step back, their expressions changed drastically. The corpse energy around him was forcibly absorbed by him. How could this state be similar to being possessed by a demon?

Is he completely crazy?

If he falls, he will probably become the number one demon in the three realms. He will enter the Tao with resentment and be indescribably powerful.

I'm afraid these three realms may not be able to restrain him!

However, Ning Tao just smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "You are stubborn and stubborn!"

But Yan Feitian's face was distorted, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into self-indulgence and had a distorted personality. Nine faces emerged, most of which were familiar existences to everyone. "Since this day is unfair, then I will become this day today. No one, no one."

People can stop me..."

Seeing this, Ning Tao's face was full of pity, he grabbed Bai Luo and said coldly and sarcastically: "The last move is to let you see what the real taboo number two is."

"I have said that you are completely different from Senior Nitian. Moreover, you have never been able to understand Nitian's Nine Styles. The entire set of marksmanship is actually a belief. There are no nine styles. In fact, there is only one move and one belief!"
To be continued...