"roll!"

The headless Emperor Xingtian roared in anger, intending to shake away the shadows that jumped on him.

Unfortunately, the shadows were endless and almost drowned him.

Hundreds of them were driven away, but more rushed towards them.

Not to mention, there is also the phantom of the Purple Light True Buddha.

The Purple Light True Buddha is at the level of a great emperor.

The curse seal formed after death will still be of that level.

Although it is much weaker than it was at its peak due to the inability to display the Emperor's form.

But also because of the incarnation curse seal, which is immortal and immortal, it becomes even more difficult to deal with.

Emperor Xingtian struggled a few times but was unable to break free.

Zheng!

At this time, the Qianye Immortal Sword also arrived.

Thirty-seven major magical arts, the road to hell!

Thirty-eight major immortal arts, Wangchuan River!

The fog is rising!

The dead river rises!

The two immortal arts instantly overwhelmed Emperor Xingtian.

"Ouch!"

Emperor Xingtian looked up to the sky and roared, his fighting spirit boiling.

boom!

boom!

boom!

With the blessing of his divine form, Emperor Xing Tian became more ferocious than ever before.

The Four Symbols Cursed Seal Knife is broken!

Huangquan Road, broken!

The Forgotten River is broken!

The magical techniques that once could defeat the Ziguang True Buddha were easily broken by Emperor Xingtian.

This is the strength of the old emperor.

Even though Emperor Xingtian has only been promoted to the Great Emperor for ten thousand years, he is still much more powerful than the True Buddha of Purple Light.

The power of the divine form is fully displayed.

puff!

Just when the first level of magical power and the two levels of immortal arts were shattered by Emperor Xing Tian, ​​the wandering spirit Zi Lei ferociously rushed forward.

After swallowing the Purple Light True Buddha, the wandering soul Zi Lei has entered the imperial realm.

This time it became even more ferocious.

He bit down on Emperor Xingtian's neck, and black blood spattered out.

The latter's movements stagnated for a moment visibly.

He was affected by the wandering spirit Zi Lei and lost some parts of his memory.

"broken!"

The battle ax whizzed in Emperor Xingtian's hand, and it actually smashed into pieces the wandering soul Zi Lei who had been promoted to the imperial realm.

But this moment of delay also allowed Han Yang to calmly take action again.

Four Symbols Curse Seal!

Huangquan Road!

Forgotten River!

The triple divine magic has arrived again.

This is the truly terrifying part of Han Yang's magic.

The curse seals and ghostly shadows he summoned are almost immortal.

Emperor Xingtian can break it once or twice, but he may not be able to break it three or four times.

No matter how powerful the emperor is, he has his limits.

And the ghostly shadow of the curse seal is immortal.

As long as Han Yang is still alive, they will rush forward and pounce on him again and again without fear of death.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Emperor Xingtian attacked crazily, shattering the wandering soul Zi Lei and the three immortal arts again and again.

But he couldn't hurt Han Yang at all.

I could only watch as I was submerged again and again.

"Ouch!"

He struggled in vain, but there was no way to escape.

If Emperor Xingtian hadn't used his divine form, he might still have the sense to find an opportunity to escape.

Unfortunately, under the influence of the divine form, he seemed to have transformed into an ancient god and demon. There was no fear in his heart, only madness.

Under each impact, he lost more and more memories, and his attack methods became more and more singular.

Zheng!

The sound of sword clanging sounded again.

This time it is no longer the Huangquan Road or the Forgotten River.

Snap!

A wooden bridge spans the void.

Emperor Xingtian, who was roaring crazily, looked dull and walked involuntarily towards the wooden bridge.

The body of the wooden bridge is clearly engraved with three large ancient seal characters: Naihe Bridge!

Huangquan Road!

Forgotten River!

Naihe Bridge!

The third level of celestial art of Han Yang's underworld art appears.

Once you cross the Naihe Bridge, this life becomes the past.

The moment Emperor Xingtian stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, his physical body began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he was still unaware of all this and just stepped forward blankly.

Snapped!

When his footsteps reached the highest point in the middle of Naihe Bridge, Emperor Xingtian's eyes suddenly flashed with clarity.

"No……"

He woke up from his confusion and wanted to struggle down the Naihe Bridge.

Han Yang's eyes flashed with excitement.

He is truly worthy of being a powerful emperor who cultivates the magical powers of gods and demons.

At this time, can you still wake up under the influence of Naihe Bridge?

However, that's the end of it.

"Broken soul!"

Amid the cold shouts, Han Yang's swords and swords rang in unison.

Puff puff!

Wandering Soul Purple Thunder.

Purple Light True Buddha.
To be continued...