Chapter 0492: Dark butterfly combination

Outside the Beijue Jian Tomb, the vast ocean, water and sky are connected, and it is as blue as jade. Looking from afar, it is crystal clear and beautiful.

Outside the Thousand Miles of Swordsmanship, three figures stand in the void, looking at the vast ocean.

"Since you three months later."

Lu Yi looked at Su Yang and Jian Jiangnan, and bowed his hands and said.

"In March, we will meet again in the polar region." Su Yang and the others nodded and smiled.

The three of them became the final winners, and they had no hatred for each other, but became friends. The three of them were all top monsters, but they felt like they were sympathetic.

"Goodbye."

Lu Yi smiled faintly, took a step forward and appeared hundreds of miles away. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Jian Jiangnan came to his senses and looked at Su Yang and said with a smile: "I want to go back to the Sword Sect to prepare and say goodbye."

"Um."

Su Yang nodded slightly, and as Jian Jiangnan left quickly, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, looked up at the void, and a cold look flashed deep in his eyes.

"After watching it for so long, aren't you ready to come out?"

His cold voice suddenly swept through the sky.

boom!

The sky is flooding, and before people appear, a cold breath emerges.

Immediately afterwards, a black robe figure walked out of the void, and it was the underworld envoy who had previously pursued Su Yang. At this moment, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes staring at Su Yang.

"I didn't expect that if you haven't seen each other for a few days, you will find out the existence of this envoy."

There was a hint of surprise in the voice of Mingzhi. He looked at Su Yang and frowned slightly. The latter seemed to have undergone a huge change compared to a few months ago, so that he could not see through the latter. At first glance, he seemed to see a thick cloud.

"Can this kid's strength improve again?" Ming Zhi said to himself.

Thinking that Su Yang almost threatened him a few months ago, the box caused him to be seriously injured. If it weren't for the Netherworld Soul, he might have really died.

Immediately, a hint of anxiety arose in his heart.

"It's really a ghost." Su Yang stared at the Sky Nethercomb, his eyes fierce and stern.

He wanted to get rid of the Nether Palace and get it right away.

Staring at Su Yang, the latter was actually fearless, which made the dark eyes extremely gloomy.

"Damn it, a mere yellow-haired boy, even if his strength is improved, how strong can he be? As long as there is no such box, he will be at slaughter." Ming Zhi gritted his teeth, and the harsh color in his eyes surged wildly.

Seeing the hesitant look of the Netherworld, Su Yang chuckled and said, "What, are you afraid? Don't worry, this time, I don't have a formation box."

The anger of the Ming Clan surged, and she sneered: "Last time you escaped, this time, even if the gods come, they can't save you."

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and a huge dark hand came. The sky and the earth suddenly became dark, like dark clouds, with cold and terrible power covering the sky and rolling down.

Su Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he stepped on his feet, a huge wave splashed, his figure suddenly rose, and he punched him hard to meet him.

Rumble!

The collision of fists and palms, the terrible energy exploded, shattering a large area of ​​sky. Then, two figures shattered a large area of ​​space and quickly retreated.

"How is it possible? How can your strength improve so quickly?"

Stopped his body, the dark messenger's expression changed drastically, staring at Su Yang in horror, his face full of incredible expressions.

The power of that punch was equal to that of him.

"Of course it's thanks to your Nether Palace." Su Yang shook his palm and sneered, his body swayed like a ghost, instantly unfolding a large piece of fist and blasted overwhelmingly.

"I don't believe it, and I can still make a fuss." Ming Zhi gritted his teeth, his eyes burst into anger, and his hands quickly pinched.

Seals and fines rose into the sky with the surging gray fog.

Boom! Boom!

A powerful and terrifying aura emerged from the surging gray fog. In the lightning, the last seal was shot out. A large piece of gray fog suddenly condensed into a huge handprint, just like the hand of a demon god, crushing a large void and falling down with a bang.

Su Yang's eyes were like torches, staring at the giant hands fearlessly, his fists were like dragons, and the continuous fists spread rapidly, and the vast void turned into a world of fist shadows.

Rumble!

The huge black palm was like a huge mountain of thousands of jins, and it hit the endless fist. The large fist momentum suddenly collapsed and exploded with a surging wave of energy.

Seeing this scene, Ming curled his lips and sneered.

However, the next moment, the sneer on his face came to an abrupt end.

Su Yang's figure suddenly rose up, and he blasted his fist around the giant palm, opening and closing, and the violent power set off a huge wave and exploded a large area of ​​space.

The terrifying power of the fist wrapped the entire giant palm. In almost an instant, the dark giant palm trembled violently, gradually cracking through fine cracks.

Boom!

After counting breaths, the giant palm completely collapsed.

Ming Qi showed a look of astonishment on his face. How could this be possible?

Could it be that this kid already has combat power comparable to the peak of the martial arts domain?

Thinking of this, he swallowed hard.

"Is this only the power of the Nether Palace's Nether Palace?" Su Yang stepped on the void and stared at the Nether Palace with a sneer.

Ming Qi was so angry that his whole body was trembling. Once upon a time, Su Yang was still a tiny ant under the Ming Palace, and could be killed with one hand. However, in such a short time, he actually grew to such a terrifying level.

If he continues to grow, the Netherworld will no longer dare to imagine it.

He glared at Su Yang with a pale face, and shouted with gritted teeth: "Arrogant boy, I want to see, what kind of confidence do you have?"

"Dark Butterfly."

The dark messenger suddenly roared, and the void behind him suddenly collapsed. A huge dark black butterfly surged out. The dark butterfly was covered with strange black marks, and the thick black mist rose, emitting an extremely evil aura.

Su Yang's expression slowly became serious. He stared at the huge dark butterfly deeply, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

The evil aura emitted by the third-grade ghost is almost comparable to the evil power in the Witch Demon Pillar, which makes Su Yang feel palpitations.

The soul of the Nether Palace is the biggest trump card of the people of the Nether Palace, Su Yang dare not underestimate it at all.

"Hehe."

"Su Yang, if you can force the original envoy to this point, the original envoy will definitely let you taste the taste of purgatory."

"Combined."

Ming Qi smiled ferociously and shouted suddenly. The huge dark butterfly behind him actually shook his wings and pounced on him.

Kick!

A harsh sound came, and the dark butterfly actually merged into his body bit by bit, twitching violently, and his face was filled with extreme pain.

However, the evil aura was completely added to the body of the underworld, and the black mist surging, contaminating his whole body into an incarnation of evil. The evil aura trembled with the heaven and earth.

boom!

When all the dark butterflies merged into Ming Qi's body, Ming Qi suddenly looked up, and with a "tearing" beside him, a pair of black wings emerged.
Chapter completed!