"Or do you really think you are the first person below the saint?"

The darkness shone around Zhang Heng, and the resentful aura burst out, and extremely terrifying murderous intent was spreading out, and the crying sound of the dead souls came from the void of the heavens. An unpredictable murderous intent locked Ye Xuan firmly, as if he was about to attack Ye Xuan in the next moment.

"You want to die?"

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cruel smile emerged from the corner of his mouth. Although Zhang Heng was a quasi-saint, there was no difference between Ye Xuan's eyes and an ant, because he was an existence beyond the quasi-saint. He wanted to kill Zhang Heng in a flash of his fingers.

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Heng laughed wildly, as if he had heard a huge joke. His eyes looked at Ye Xuan as if he was looking at a dead person, and he contained a strong look of disdain.

"Boy, no matter whether you are the Buddha of Lingshan or any monster, no one in this underworld dares to be arrogant to me. I can give you a chance. As long as you surrender to me now, I will give you a way out." Zhang Heng said coldly.

"Um?"

Looking at Zhang Heng's fearless look, Ye Xuan frowned slightly, and a look of suspicion passed through his eyes, just because Zhang Heng was too confident at this moment, and was so confident that he was completely blind and arrogant.

And what made Ye Xuan most interesting was that the three ghost emperors behind Zhang Heng looked at Zhang Heng at this moment, and they looked even more afraid. Obviously, Zhang Heng must have some terrifying means.

Ye Xuan's eyes were so vicious. Zhang Heng was definitely not a reckless man, and he could not be an arrogant person. He injured Grandma Huangquan with one blow when he first entered the underworld, which caused Meng Po to plead for mercy. At this moment, he sat with the ancestor of the Styx, which proved that he was an extremely terrifying existence among the quasi-saints.

Zhang Heng is definitely not stupid, and he can definitely feel that Ye Xuan's cultivation is going to surpass him, but he is fearless, as if he is determined to take Ye Xuan.

This Zhang Heng is weird!

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly and made a decision in an instant, but he didn't care at all, because no matter what Zhang Heng had, it was not worth mentioning to him. Unless Zhang Heng could invite a saint, Ye Xuan would only want to kill this person between his fingers.

"Zhang Heng, do you want to die?"

Before Ye Xuan could speak out, the Ancestor of the Styx had already stood up and still had some understanding of Zhang Heng. Although his cultivation level was a quasi-saint, there was still a huge gap compared to him.

"Styx, I respect you as the ancestor, don't mistake yourself." Zhang Heng scolded coldly.

“Bold.”

Zhang Heng is just a mere northern ghost emperor, and he is not a figure in the eyes of the ancestor of the Styx. If it weren't for some opportunity to practice to the quasi-saint realm, how could he be qualified to talk to him today?

But today Zhang Heng actually made a big fuss about him. If the Ancestor of the Styx didn't teach him some lessons, wouldn't it be that everyone in the underworld would be able to see his Ancestor of the Styx?

Rumble!

The sea of ​​blood is vast and the evil spirit is boundless. The ancestor of the Styx is definitely one of the top figures in the underworld. He created the Asura clan and even claimed that the sea of ​​blood is not dry. When he showed his terrifying power, it directly caused the world of thousands of miles of heaven and earth to turmoil, and the extremely terrible murderous intent was locked on Zhang Heng.

"die!"

Wow!

The ancestor of the Styx didn't say anything nonsense. He turned his palm and waved his hands and a sea of ​​blood grew in the void for a million miles. The void of heaven and earth was collapsing inch, and came towards Zhang Heng with the aura that destroyed all things.

"Ha ha."

Faced with the terrifying attack of the Ancestor of the Styx, Zhang Heng was not afraid, and his face showed disdain, as if he did not take the Ancestor of the Styx seriously.

"The River of Styx, let you see this emperor's spiritual treasure."

Zhang Heng laughed wildly, but he didn't see any moves. He just turned his hand around and a small white jade tripod appeared in his palm. What happened next made the onlookers stunned.

"receive!"

Buzz!

Zhang Heng threw out the white jade tripod, and the world suddenly became disillusioned. Although the white jade tripod seemed simple and unpretentious, there was no breath leaking out, but the million-mile sea of ​​blood that the ancestor of the Styx had killed was completely swallowed by the white jade tripod, and then fell back to Zhang Heng's hand again.

"impossible!"

When the Ancestor of the Styx saw the scene in front of him, he made a sound of horror and could not believe his eyes.

You should know that his blood sea technique is extremely terrifying, and it contains the most evil and dirty aura. Not to mention that the quasi-saint dare not get any contaminated, even if the innate spiritual treasure is contaminated, it will lose its spirituality and turn it into residue. However, the white jade tripod in Zhang Heng's hand actually swallowed his blood sea technique. This is simply a fantasy.

"Ha ha."

Zhang Hengchang laughed wildly. He held the cauldron with one hand and looked at the ancestor of the Styx with extreme contempt and said, "Styx, my treasure is not invaded by all means. Unless the saint comes to the world, no one can kill me. Even if your cultivation is higher than me?"

"Your Majesty has endless magical powers, and I admire you."

The three ghost emperors bowed and their posture was extremely humble. It was obvious that the three of them had suffered the loss of this treasure. They were able to surrender to Zhang Heng because of the white jade tripod in Zhang Heng's hand. Even the ancestor of the Styx could not do anything to Zhang Heng today, which made the three ghost emperors even more convinced that Zhang Heng was no longer able to cure.

"Fengdu, hand over the life and death, and submit to me from now on, and I will spare your life." Zhang Heng suddenly looked back at the Emperor of Fengdu, with a ferocious look on his face.

"how so?"

The Emperor of Fengdu was stunned and silent, his face turned extremely pale. Even the ancestor of the Styx could not pose a threat to Zhang Heng. Is it really his own way today?

"That little tripod is He treasure, it's so terrible?"

"So that's it, so that's it. No wonder the Northern Ghost Emperor didn't take the Ancestor of the Styx seriously. He naturally did not fear anyone if he had this divine object."

"Oh, I thought Fengdu invited Styx to the group and the Qingming Buddha to regain control of the five directions of ghost realms. Now it seems that it has no effect at all."

People from all walks of life in the underworld made an uproar, and the look of looking at Zhang Heng was obviously awe-inspiring, just because the white jade tripod in Zhang Heng's hand was too terrifying, even the ancestor of the Styx could not do anything to him.

Just as the Emperor of Fengdu was in decadence, the ancestor of the Styx looked ashamed and angry, and people from all walks of life in the underworld were in an uproar, no one noticed how unstable Ye Xuan's condition was at this moment.

Appeared?

Reappearing again?

The third small tripod appeared again?
Chapter completed!