Chapter 1272: A Natural Nemesis (28 more)

Behind the Nether Prince, a huge black-gray vortex was condensed, and on top of the vortex stood a god of death.

With a look of contempt, the Netherworld Prince punched Jiang Yun.

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths—"

Jiang Yun's expression remained unchanged, he mobilized the Yuan Force of his whole body, condensed it on the palm of his hand, and the golden palm print shot forward.

Nine heavens and ten earths are accompanied, and five of them condense the emperor's shadow.

"Roar—"

At this moment, the five emperor shadows raised their heads to the sky and roared, bursting out with terrifying momentum, threatening the heavens of the ages and the god of death opposite.

"Duh-"

The god of death behind the prince of the Netherworld roared angrily, like a god of death from the Nine Shadows, bursting out with a terrifying momentum, competing with the five emperor shadows. The vortex provides a steady stream of power for the god of death to absorb.

The five Emperor Shadows on Jiang Yun's side were also absorbing the ten pieces of spiritual soil in his body and the power of the Nine Heavens, and the palm prints and fist prints met.

Boom –

The Emperor Shadow and the Grim Reaper roared, making the palm prints and fist prints more powerful.

The evil qi of death collided with Jiang Yun's power of rebellion, and the surrounding void turned into ashes in an instant, and the two stood in the void, quickly bombarding each other.

Bang bang bang –

The figure flickered, and the palm prints and fist prints collided quickly.

Jiang Yun's expression was solemn, and he mobilized the essence of his whole body, condensed it on the palm print, and fought against the Netherworld Prince.

The Netherworld Prince's expression was indifferent, but a look of jealousy still flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Brush Brush –

Dozens of rounds later, the two did not distinguish the winner and faced each other from a distance, staring at their opponents.

"It's very interesting that you can fight this prince for so many rounds. Although it's just a clone, this prince is still quite satisfied with you. Such a genius cannot be buried in the stubborn and old-fashioned heavens, and the Netherworld is the stage where you can display your ambitions-" The Netherworld Prince said indifferently.

obviously wanted to humiliate Jiang Yun and take him as a war servant.

But as if it was a gift, he looked down at Jiang Yun from above, and didn't take Jiang Yun in his eyes at all.

In the eyes of the creatures on the other side of the netherworld, the creatures of the heavens are stubborn, conservative and backward.

Jiang Yun looked indifferent and stared at the Netherworld Prince: "Do you think the heavens are old-fashioned, I think Netherworld garbage, let's die-"

"Mole ant, this prince cherishes his talents, this is why he wants to accept you as a war servant, since you don't know what to do, then die-" The Netherworld Prince said indifferently.

Choke –

He held a trident in his hand, and the trident emitted a series of death evil qi and slashed towards Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun showed a solemn expression, the material of the trident had never been seen before.

This must have been made of materials from the Netherworld, with a deathly evil aura and a disgusting aura, which was very uncomfortable to look at.

Jiang Yun said indifferently: "Scumbag, even if you kneel down to be a war servant for this son, this son will not accept you and send you on the road-"

Knock –

The Fallen Immortal Divine Sword emitted a white light, and Jiang Yun held the Fallen Immortal Divine Sword and slashed out with a sword.

When—

The Fallen Immortal Sword and the Trident collided together, and the power of death and the power of rebellion collided, and the newly restored void around the two exploded again.

Dangdangdang –

The two opened and closed wide, killing each other with all their might.

The Netherworld Prince became more and more frightened the more he fought, the strength of this native was too strong, and the more he fought, the stronger he became, and it seemed that he would not be exhausted at all.

He became more and more convinced that this was a variable, and it was no wonder that the High Priest wanted to send his doppelganger over to destroy the Chosen One.

The High Priest is a Spiritual God King, and her prediction will definitely not be a problem.

"Mole ant, you're a variable. In this dilapidated ruins, the birth of the Chosen One is a miracle and a myth. I didn't expect you to be able to restrain the evil spirit of death, and you should be punished - even the gods can't save you. The Nether Prince said indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, the holy princess and the others were very unhappy.

is also a wizard of the ages, even if Stardust is a little stronger than them, it is not much stronger. The Nether Prince didn't look at them from beginning to end, only stardust in his eyes, and directly ignored them.

Jiang Yun's expression was calm, and he said indifferently: "What kind of chosen son, those are just false names, whoever wants it, who will fight for it." This son only knows that you will die today, so go on the road with peace of mind. ”

"Hahaha-mole ant, just because you also want to kill this prince?If it weren't for the high priest who calculated that there would be a Chosen Son in the Battle Heaven Continent, this prince wouldn't have bothered to come to this broken place. Unless this place is fully recovered, this prince has no interest in the slightest. The Nether Prince said indifferently.

He doesn't mind revealing some of the so-called Xin fans, as for the truth or falsehood, let the creatures here judge.

As long as the border is broken, this world will be their netherworld vegetable garden, hunting ground, and the Netherworld Iron Rider will crush this place.

Jiang Yun sneered: "What is the high priest, a circus witch?"

"Mole Ant - you don't know the power of the High Priest at all, this prince can tell you for free before you die, the High Priest is a spiritual power god king. Ants, you already know a lot, suffer death-" The Nether Prince said indifferently.

Choke –

The trident glowed, condensing a Death Phantom, slashing towards Jiang Yun.

"Nether First Form!"

The Grim Reaper Shadow blesses the Trident, and the power of the Trident is multiplied, which is the secret technique of the Netherworld.

Jiang Yun snorted coldly: "Five Spirits Slash the Sky-"

The five-colored sword light and the trident collided fiercely, and the two of them quickly struck out, killing the opponent without sparing a hand.

"Netherworld Second Form!"

"Silence Breaks the Seal!"

"Nether Third Form—"

"Kenichi!"

"Nether Fourth Form—"

"Kenji!"

"Netherworld Fifth Form—"

"A sword pours immortals-"

In a moment, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, coughing up blood and flying out.

The blood spit out by the Netherworld turned out to be gray, and even the blood carried the evil aura of death, looking down on the earth and the void.

People's faces changed drastically, this kind of creature is terrible.

"Damn—you are indeed a descendant of those losers back then, and you actually have a natural restraint against this prince-" The Netherworld Prince couldn't keep his composure, and he was slashed out by Jiang Yun's sword. The evil qi of death did not have much effect on Jiang Yun, who was in full power, but was restrained.

Jiang Yun said indifferently: "Do you think your death evil qi can really corrupt me? That's because Ben Gongzi wants to test how strong the death evil qi is, garbage-"

"Hell Blood Monument—"

The Nether Prince roared and unleashed a terrifying secret technique.

Boom –

Infinite power poured out from the vortex behind him, and in front of him condensed a blood tablet with the evil aura of death, and the blood was of course gray.

"Hell Blood Monument, invincible through the ages, eternal and eternal, engraved with my name on the bank of the Nine Hidden River. Nine turns of the netherworld, eternal darkness, kill, kill!"

The faint voice of the Nether Prince came out, like a demon from hell.

Boom –

The Hell Blood Monument glowed, like a prehistoric sacred mountain, crushing towards Jiang Yun.

On the Hell Blood Monument, the seven words "kill" were shining, with a breathtaking magic, Jiang Yun's soul was being sucked, and the light from those "kill" words wanted to take his soul away.