As he left the stone pillar, the iron chain bound by the stone pillar seemed to be suddenly pulled by something at the bottom of the Yellow Spring, and the iron chain tightened instantly, and the whole stone pillar lost its balance and tilted slightly.

Seeing this, King Ping raised his eyebrows, and immediately pushed the power of heaven and earth to guard the stone pillar that was the eye of the formation, allowing it to gradually return to its original state.

King Wujiang also used the power of heaven and earth to stabilize the stone, and at the same time gasped, and said with palpitations: "After soaking in the Yellow Spring for so many years, this person still has the strength to charge into battle. It's horrible. ”

Equality Wang Zhengse said: "Without further ado, let's be careful to stabilize the formation." ”

King Wu Jiang nodded.

In mid-air, Meng Chuan and King Qin Guang had already fought hard for several moves, and every time they collided with the iron chain, a thunderous sound would inevitably erupt, and the aftermath of the attack would blow the yellow spring water into turbulent waves, and the already muddy yellow water surface would be even more turbid.

The brick and stone material used to create this dungeon is particularly special, so even though the two psychics fought here, the aftermath of the attack did not destroy it.

Every time Meng Chuan punched, he would shatter most of King Qin Guang's chains, but this chain was endless, endless, and after being smashed, it immediately flew out of King Qin Guang's sleeve again, and the power should not be underestimated every time it moved.

King Qin Guang was also shocked by Meng Chuan's combat power, because Meng Chuan's punch and kick had explosive power, and even he didn't dare to get close easily.

If such young people are allowed to develop, they will definitely be famous in the immortal cultivation world in the future.

Meng Chuan ran out of patience after a few moves with King Qin Guang, and with a flip of his wrist, the Demon Suppression Sword fell into his hand in a blink of an eye.

As soon as the demon suppression came out, King Qin Guang only felt as if the skin of his whole body had been pricked by needles, and he felt a sharp sword aura enveloping him.

Meng Chuan didn't have any bells and whistles, just a sword slashed out, and the thousands of phantoms around him were fleeting, all of which belonged to Meng Chuan's body.

It seems to be a sword, but in fact, several swords have already been slashed.

The sword qi that burst out like a meteor also spread out in the air, forming a dense sword net that roared through, firmly enveloping King Qin Guang.

King Qin Guang's heart suddenly lifted, and he pushed his palms forward, and the chains in his sleeves surged out wildly again, weaving a big net in front of him.

Not only that, but the Nine Shades of Cold Qi on his body was also released wildly, lingering on the chains, condensing a layer of incomparably hard black frost.

"Dingdingding......"

The sound of sword qi smashing chains was endless, as dense as rain, and the ripples of the explosion between Meng Chuan and King Qin Guang continued to ripple, shaking the entire underworld.

The chains flew, the sword qi shattered, and after a long time, everything slowly returned to calm.

King Qin Guang's breathing was slightly short, because even he felt a trace of danger from the sword qi just now.

He has been alive for hundreds of years, and no one he has met except for the ghost king and the person below can give him this feeling.

King Qin Guang was thinking about it, when suddenly a sword slashed through, blowing away all the residual power of the two people's moves, and at the same time, it slashed at King Qin Guang's head with extreme speed.

King Qin Guang's pupils shrank suddenly, and a bronze fragment flew out of his eyebrows, which quickly grew larger and blocked in front of him.

Meng Chuan's sword qi slammed into the bronze fragment, making it tremble twice before it was resisted.

Meng Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that this bronze fragment was not small, it should be an extremely high-grade magic weapon, far beyond the scope of a psychic level magic weapon.

And it's just a fragment.

"King Qin Guang, a hairy boy, you even used the Ghost King Seal, it's a bit too trivial, right?" A black-robed man who was very young when he heard his voice spoke leisurely, and there was a bit of ridicule in his tone.

"Say a few cool words, King Yama!" King Qin Guang was a little annoyed, but he was obviously cramped: "This kid is not simple, even if you come, if you don't use the Ghost King Seal, you will probably be killed by him." ”

"Is this kid so strong?" King Yama seemed interested, "Why don't I try to fight him?"

"You two, help me watch the formation. King Yama called the two Yama kings next to him to help, and then he also got up and flew out, and at the same time a red and black whip appeared in his hand.

As soon as the whip came out, a strong and pungent smell of blood suddenly permeated.

King Qin Guang had no intention of going back, but summoned the bronze fragment to the top of his head, allowing it to exude a heavy coercion, apparently trying to find an opportunity to deal a heavy blow to Meng Chuan.

However, King Yama looked quite conceited, and waved his hand at King Qin Guang and said, "Don't get in the way here, I'm enough alone." ”

King Qin Guang frowned slightly, but still patiently reminded: "Don't drag it out, this kid is stronger than you think." ”

"Okay, no matter how strong you are, you can still be the Holy Son of the Holy Land?" King Yama was extremely confident, and took off his black cloak, revealing a very young and handsome face.

"Ten of us have cultivated the exercises of Lord Ghost King, and our feathering is insufficient, but we are more than able to comprehend. There is no opponent under the Feather Realm, unless it is the Holy Land Son who has been piled up by the foundation. ”

"There are only a few Holy Sons in the Huaxia Holy Land, I have basically seen them, but I have never seen this person. ”

"In that case, why should this man be afraid? Go back in peace, I will feed my bloodthirsty worms with his blood. ”

His so-called bloodthirsty insect should refer to the blood-smelling whip magic weapon in his hand.

Through his words, Meng Chuan also knew that these ten halls of the Yama King were really unusual, and there should be no opponent in the Tongshen Realm.

In addition to the feathering power, they are only afraid of people who are amazing and glamorous at the Holy Son level and can go against the immortals.

Attacking immortals against the top is like a moat, who can cross the great realm of feathering and kill people? Although they are strong, they can't do it yet.

However, in the Psychic Realm, they can completely push all the way sideways.

They would probably never have thought that the Meng Chuan in front of them was actually a figure who had defeated the Holy Son, and had even completed the feat of defeating immortals a long time ago.

And after precipitation, Meng Chuan's combat power soared again, and it was much easier to reverse the immortals. Therefore, this king of Yama wants to defeat Meng Chuan like pushing other psychics sideways, but it is just a fool's dream.

King Yama still didn't know it, and he didn't put Meng Chuan in his eyes, King Qin Guang saw that his persuasion was fruitless, and after returning to sit on the stone platform, King Yama waved the bloodthirsty insect in his hand violently.

Suddenly, a long river of blood appeared out of thin air and poured down, and this turbulent river swept towards Meng Chuan.

This blood-colored river is a move that the king of Yama comprehended by observing the water of the Yellow Spring, but if it is touched by this blood water, the body will be corroded, and those who connect to the gods are no exception, only the masters who have trained to the realm of the gods can resist.

However, the martial arts are originally a minority, and most of the gods have entered the realm of the gods by cultivating immortal arts, and it is almost impossible for horizontal masters to exist.