Chapter Ninety-Five: Jian Chentian is here!

In the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight fell on the earth, the city of gods and demons was like a giant beast that had awakened, and the aura of ancient desolation dispersed.

On a huge square in the City of Gods and Demons, tens of thousands of Dark Soul Guards stood neatly, motionless, like a pine tree, tall and powerful!

Wang Yang also stood silently among the Dark Soul Guards, although the cultivation of the Heavenly Realm was very weak among the Dark Soul Guards who were all in the Divine Power Realm on average, but this kind of standing here quietly like this was still very easy for Wang Yang.

He also knew that all the Dark Soul Guards gathered together today to welcome Jian Chentian back to the Dark Soul Guard, and there was no room for slackness!

However, Wang Yang's mind is not here, after all, he has already seen it in the Ten Yang Days, and he doesn't want to see it, and coming here is just a formality.

All Wang Yang was thinking about now was the scene of the two showdowns with Ye Qingtian for a while.

Although he expressed his confidence in front of Mu Yuan and others last night, he was still a little worried after hearing the words of the madman.

Although Wang Yang thinks that he is very arrogant, but in Wang Yang's heart, he has his own measuring stick, and Wang Yang himself will measure the strength and weakness, and measure the gains and losses.

That Ye Qingtian, the most veteran Heaven Realm peak powerhouse, stayed at the peak of the Heaven Realm for a whole year without breaking through, not because his talent was not good, but because he suppressed himself like this in order to have a better cultivation foundation.

Although it is only a top-notch Emperor Dao Intent, and it is not even an immortal product, the other party is a powerhouse at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, and Wang Yang is just a player who has just stepped into the middle of the Heavenly Realm.

The two barely cancel each other out.

But Ye Qingtian has lived in the eighteenth layer of heaven since he was a child, and the teachings, martial arts, elixirs and the like he received are many times stronger than Wang Yang, and this gap is also difficult to open.

Wang Yang is just a person who lives in the Ten Yang Heavens, even if he has super talent, but living in the barren world like the Ten Yang Heavens, not only is the spiritual energy content very low, but even some elixirs that assist in cultivation are extremely rare.

Over time, this gap is getting bigger and bigger.

It can be said that a Heaven Realm powerhouse in the eighteenth layer of heaven is completely comparable to five or six Heaven Realm powerhouses in some low-level heaven and earth!

Not to mention that Ye Qingtian was a genius personally promoted by Liu Xuan, this kind of genius was enough to suppress some low-level heaven and earth powerhouses who had just entered the Divine Power Realm!

And Wang Yang, there is a long distance from the end of the Heavenly Realm, let alone the Divine Power Realm.

Wang Yang also knows this.

But he didn't want to give up like this, after all, since he stepped into the eighteenth layer of heaven, he had been inexplicably despised.

From Liu Xuan, from the Dark Soul Guard, from Mu Yuan, and from the eyes of Yanshan, Wang Yang could clearly see the deep contempt in their eyes, which made Wang Yang very uncomfortable!

Since he Wang Yang spoke out until now, he has never experienced this kind of anger, even if he is his master, he has not treated himself like this.

Why do they rely on their noble voice? Just because they are just low-level people in heaven and earth? Just because they are weak?

No, Wang Yang is not convinced!

The Divine Realm itself may not be an opponent, but if the Heavenly Realm wants to bully itself, it is not an easy thing to do!

Thinking of this, Wang Yang couldn't help clenching his fists, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and for a while, his breathing became a little short.

At this time, a white arm grasped Wang Yang's fist, and Wang Yang paused, looking along the arm.

Nangong Que stood next to him, looked at him with a smile on his face, and then said softly.

"Brother Wang, don't be anxious, these people look down on our Ten Yang Tian people, then you let them see our Ten Yang Tian geniuses, how did they beat their eighteen-layer Tian genius!"

The gentle and soft arm, as if there was an invisible force, passed along the arm and poured into Wang Yang's body.

Wang Yang's body was stunned, and suddenly, there was a blazing light in his eyes, and the temperament of the whole person suddenly changed, and he became more and more confident!

Above the vultures, the sky, the terrifying energy gathered together, the space began to tremble slightly, the wind continued to sweep, like a tornado, and the violent earth qi seemed to tear everything apart.

Father~

A crisp sound resounded throughout the world.

Liu Xuandi's figure slowly emerged from the sky.

With an indifferent expression, dressed in black ground armor, there was a faint sense of extremely strong power fluctuating.

A sense of oppression directly enveloped tens of thousands of Dark Soul Guards, including Wang Yang!

Suddenly, a dense cold sweat broke out on Wang Yang's forehead, and his face turned red.

Wang Yang is just a heavenly realm, and Liu Xuan, as a powerhouse on the list of heaven and earth, is enough to make Wang Yang unbearable.

The Heaven-Breaking Holy Law involuntarily operated, and the aura like a river roared and flowed wildly in the body.

This is enough to resist Liu Xuan's qi!

And the other Dark Soul Guards, as powerhouses of the Divine Power Realm, can still withstand this little bit of coercion.

After all, to be able to join the Dark Soul Guard, which one of them is not one of the best powerhouses! The blades of the gods and demons are not just talking!

Liu Xuan looked indifferently at all the Dark Soul Guards below, and when he saw their performance, he also nodded, very satisfied.

Then he turned around, and the team bowed in the air.

"Your Excellency!"

The Dark Soul Guards below also shouted in unison.

"Your Excellency!"

The strong voice resounded through the sky and rushed into the clouds, the sound was mixed with aura, as if it was about to tear this heavenly dome apart.

Boom!!

The raging qi machine surged wantonly, like the roar of a desolate beast, and an even more powerful qi machine emerged at this moment!

The space was torn apart, revealing a pitch-black nothingness.

Jian Chentian walked out slowly in purple clothes, time seemed to stand still at this moment, Jian Chentian smiled and stared at the dark soul guard below.

"Guys, I'm back!"

The gentle words, as if with supreme magic, inspired the mood of all the dark souls.

"He Zun!"

Seeing this, Jian Chentian nodded with satisfaction.

Then he sank in, and a light curtain was opened, and a scene appeared in it, as if it had a terrifying attraction, and everyone's eyes were gathered at this moment.

Even Wang Yang sank into it.

.......

In the chaos, there was no light, only pitch black. The roars around them were terrifying.

Suddenly, there was a glimmer of light in the darkness, and then it kept getting brighter. It formed a huge ball of light, and for a moment, a vague figure was outlined in the light cluster.

The vague figure looked at the darkness and said, "The Realm of Exile, the root of evil. It should be erased, my lord has mercy, and if you want to leak a trace of life, you should bow down to my lord!"

At this moment, there was a terrifying roar, like a giant beast in the wilderness, "Just a puppet, dare to speak out in front of us, presumptuous!"

"Hmph, lowly creature. I am the first oracle of the master to sit down, how can you insult me!"

After speaking, a golden bead appeared in the right hand of the blurred figure, and dense runes were engraved on the bead. Immediately after, the blurred figure waved his right hand.

"Demarcation, repression!"

"What? God's Eighteen Hells!!"

"Humble creatures, turn your world into eighteen prisons and hells today, to wash away your sins!"

With that, the vague figure faded away little by little, as if it had never appeared.

Suddenly, this dark area underwent a dramatic change, and the originally flat ground suddenly folded. The golden beads are divided into 18 and arranged in sequence from top to bottom. The whole world has been divided into eighteen layers!

"The old man of the gods wants to suppress us and others. You are delusional!Ten thousand years from now, we will fight you out of this prison and shatter your throne!" the voice roared unwillingly.

............

In the year 9995 of the prison calendar, since the world was divided into 18 layers, the world-class creatures were suppressed by the gods outside the sky, and each layer was guarded by a god, like a layer of prison. Except, eighteen floors......

At this moment, the eighteenth layer of the world. An emaciated old man stood in front of an altar, runes surging in his hands. Behind him, thousands of soldiers in black armor knelt down.

Suddenly, there was a strong light all over the altar, and then it turned into a word.

"Broken"

The old man looked at this word, his body trembled, and his thin mobile phone pointed at this word, saying, "The prophet is coming, and we will be killed out of prison!"

The wind was blowing in the sky, and the lightning was thundering. Eight figures appeared, and all eight eyes swept towards the altar at the same time, all showing ecstatic looks.

At this moment, an ancient voice came, as if the ancient flood desolation "The prophecy has first appeared, the high priest, select seventeen dark soul guards to go to the layers of the nether realm to bring the prophecy back safely!"

The emaciated old man forgot about the void and bowed, and said respectfully, "Follow my king's orders." ”

Then he waved his hands, pointed to the dozens of figures in front of him, and said, "Dark Soul Guard, your mission has arrived, sneak into the lower realm, find him, protect him in the upper realm, remember, even if your soul is destroyed, you have to protect him thoroughly!

Seventeen jade slips flew towards the figure, got the figure of the jade slip, and showed a fanatical gaze, "We will bring the prophet back!"

After speaking, they each stepped back, hiding into a black mist, as if they had never appeared.

....

As soon as the picture turned, everyone also came back to their senses, looked at their teammates around in shock, and became a little dazed.

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To be continued.