The saints followed the sound and saw that the person who asked the question was Tang Yang.

The Holy King of Hell was silent for a moment before he said:

"Less than 30 percent"

Less than 30 percent?

These four words were like a hammer that smashed into their hearts.

Even Tang Yang felt a lot of pressure.

What kind of existence is the Evil Spirit Emperor, and why did he come to this world?

As if seeing Tang Yang and the others' questions, the Ice and Snow Saint King took the initiative to speak, and said in a flat voice:

"The Evil Spirit Emperor is looking for something in the Seven States, as for what it is, we don't know, according to the speculation of the ancestor of reincarnation, that thing is related to a higher realm!

The realm above the ancestors!"

Tang Yang's heart was shocked, a higher realm than his ancestors?

What is that?

If the ancestral capital is not the highest realm, then wouldn't it be an accident to be present except for the four holy kings, and even a third-rate powerhouse?

"What realm is that?" Shi Huan asked in a trembling voice.

It was really these words that had too much impact on them.

"God!" affirmed the Holy King of Hell.

Tang Yang suddenly, God?

Is it above the ancestors? What kind of existence is that?

All the saints present were silent, and some of them were speechless, unable to speak.

"Now, let's talk about the purpose of your visit......

The meeting lasted half a day.

The Four Saint Kings are worried that in the next time, there will be forces or strong people in the Seven States who will surrender to the evil spirits, and they will let them guard each place separately!

Until the end, all the saints left, and Tang Yang was left behind by the Hell Saint King.

"Boy, more than ten years ago, when you entered the Tongxuan, do you still remember what this seat said to you?"

"Naturally remember, you said that when you recover, you will come to me"

Tang Yang did not shy away from it, and said directly.

"Come to the dojo of this seat, we will fight, if you can win this seat, this seat will show you a clear way" The Holy King of Hell raised his hand to cut the space and took the lead in getting into it.

Tang Yang frowned, did not hesitate, and got into it.

The space was red, with magma flowing everywhere, splashing from time to time, and the earth was streaked with scorching heat.

There is also a palace in the distance, on which there is lava flowing, making it difficult to see the real and the fake.

The Holy King of Hell sat cross-legged and laughed:

"Drink to the hell of life and death!"

With that, he waved his palm.

Bang!

This magma land is roaring, the sound is terrifying, one after another waves splash, blooming red in the sky, the power is too great.

This is the Holy King's dojo, the place where the Hell Holy King realizes and cultivates.

Even the most ordinary magma fields are branded with his own will, and to outsiders, this is the place of death!

Tang Yang came in, he really wanted to fight with a Saint King-level powerhouse, and he also wanted to know where his limit was now!

Bang!

As soon as he struck, he was full of strength, and the Battle Intent Oven and Chaos Battle Armor all appeared, pushing his aura upwards continuously, almost detaching from the Holy Realm.

Hei Yuan trembled, was held tightly by Tang Yang, and slashed forward, the black light was released, and the black long mark was like a heavenly sword, which could break through everything.

The magma that came to him seemed to have a life of its own, condensed into a figure, and attacked and killed.

Raising his hand, the sky was full of red clouds, just a punch, but it condensed a power more terrifying than heaven and earth!

Boom!

A long burst erupted in mid-air, one after another blooming brilliance, and whirlpools emerged, ripples like shock waves, spreading out in all directions, cutting off one volcano after another.

Tang Yang roared, the Hell Saint King's casual move didn't bring him the slightest trouble.

He mobilized his own cultivation Dao, and his Dao breath spread to the extreme, and he held a halberd, like a god of war.

The halberd slashed sideways, and thousands of brilliance flowed, covering the heavens and the earth.

The Hell Saint King's eyes shrank, Rao was him, and he couldn't see what Tang Yang's Dao was.

Stretching out his hand and pointing forward, the magma that was killed towards Tang Yang this time had fine runes, intertwined and nested with each other, and his power skyrocketed.

Tang Yang faced it head-on, his Dao breath was like a big whirlpool, and he was actually absorbing the power of magma!

It was only three slashes, and all the magma was scattered, and he strode forward!

"The End of the World"

Tang Yang took several steps forward one after another, and each step directly took a thousand steps.

But even so, he still couldn't reach the Hell Saint King, who was not far from him.

"Hellfire"

The Hell Saint King pointed his fingers, blood dripping from his fingertips, and obscure ripples scattered around, the light was turbulent, it was actually a big array!

A humanoid figure holding a flowing flame long knife appeared from the large array, staring at Tang Yang.

His breath even surpasses that of the saint!

Tang Yang knew that this was the Hell Saint King who was leaving his hand and testing him!

Yan Jiang moved, let out a low roar, took a step, and the magma flying into the air seemed like a ladder to him!

The long knife slashed vertically, and the fragments flew around, leaving red marks everywhere they went, and the heat was incomparable.

Tang Yang snorted lightly, and Hei Yuan slashed out, colliding with the long knife.

Bang!

The moment the two weapons collided, Tang Yang only felt as if a volcano was erupting in front of him!

His jaw was in sharp pain, like a fire, overflowing with blood.

His right hand briefly lost sensation, and his left hand was sore, so he could only retreat.

The flame general roared, attacked again, and slashed out a blow to kill him!

"Broken"

Tang Yang endured the strangeness coming from his left and right hands and forcibly made a move.

Yan was shaken back by the powerful force, and its arm exploded, and magma flowed out.

In just a few moments, Yan Jiang completely recovered, let out a low roar, and rushed forward again.

"Extinguish"

Dao breath and aura are intertwined with each other, slashing forward, the great power seems to be able to cut through the sky, the momentum is like a rainbow, and there are thousands of thunder sounds.

Yan Jiang's body was cut open, and this time he never recovered, and the wound had a bright light flickering, that was Tang Yang's way!

Tang Yang stepped forward again, and this time, he went directly to the Hell Saint King.

The Hell Saint King was silent, the Hell Flame General seemed random, but it was definitely not something that ordinary Saint Realm could deal with!

A drop of the Saint King's blood, coupled with the power of martial arts, how could an ordinary Saint Realm be an opponent?

"You really surprise me, okay, I'm going to test it today, how much strength do you have! I'm only going to make three percent of my strength!"

The Hell Saint King suddenly stood up, and the volcanoes and magma around him bloomed together, and thousands of red glows rose together, making this hellish scene even more real and terrifying!

Tang Yang was awe-inspiring in his heart, the Hell Saint King didn't call himself this seat anymore, but me, this is putting him at the same level, and the next shot will not be merciful!

"Come, Holy King!" Tang Yang roared, his fighting spirit was high, he felt that his blood was boiling, and he was eager to fight!

The aura is tumbling around, and the two of them are frantically intercepting the aura, trying to create a vacuum here.

"Taoism, True Hell Descends"

The Hell King roared, but his move caused the entire sky to change color.

Rao is Tang Yang, and he was also a little incredulous, Sancheng was powerful, and he used Taoism?

Bang!

The sky was stained bright red with blood, a terrifying color, and the clouds first dissipated and then solidified.

It turned into a flame, and it was constantly circulating.

Click, click!

Spaces are collapsing, debris is flying, and a solid hell is coming.

A thousand feet of hell descended from the sky and collided with Tang Yang!

The dojo was trembling, as if it could not withstand the pressure and could collapse at any moment.

It was like an ocean about to fall, and he couldn't breathe.

The battle intent oven behind him and the Dao armor on his body had never been so bright.

"Holy art, the sea is inclusive"

"Heaven Sealing Soul Hand"

Tang Yang roared, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the holy art and spirit sealing technique he had comprehended were running in unison.

Although the crisis he is facing is not a life and death crisis, this battle is about something more important than life and death.

He had an intuition that the battle between the Holy King of Hell and him was a test, and if he passed it, he might be able to get a great creation, but if he couldn't, everything would be over.

The hands opened and closed, condensing into a diamond-shaped vortex.

A piece of magma burst out, and it was constantly decomposed, and finally turned into the way of earth and the way of fire, and merged into the whirlpool.

Tang Yang roared, his left hand turned golden, blooming with heavenly might!

One after another, the light reflected in all directions, and these two moves flew towards the air together.

The real hell above fell, and the shaking sky was roaring.

Shattered rays of light scattered in all directions, and suddenly, there seemed to be a blood-colored sun exploding.

Brilliant light bombarded all directions with one shock wave after another, and the ripples were like thousands of blades, spreading in all directions.

Tang Yang's body continued to tremble, his flesh was breaking open at a speed visible to the naked eye, and most of his body was cut to pieces.

His figure fell, and the life path of the heavens could only hang his life under the erosion of that power.

Poof!

His body fell into the lava, and the burning pain made him nearly faint.

The life path turned into a crystal barrier to recover his injuries with all his might, and when the true prison above completely collapsed, Tang Yang also stood up again.

Click, click!

Terrifying sounds rang out from his body one after another, and his armor re-bloomed with ten-colored light, and his body was being reforged at an extremely fast speed.

The Hell Saint King frowned, looking at the scar on his hand, he only felt a little incredible.

The scar was very shallow, and to ordinary people it looked like it was just a scratch on the skin, and it would heal in a moment, but the Hell Saint King didn't do that.

"Hell, after all these years, you still haven't been able to keep your record of being unharmed?"

A faint voice came from the side, it was a middle-aged man, his appearance was very plain, but his eyes were two whirlpools, as if he could absorb them with just one glance.

Ancestor of Killing and Reincarnation!

He touched Tang Yang gently, and a hazy light enveloped him, healing him.

Tang Yang only felt that his body was improving, and he had recovered to his peak in a very short time, and he was even better than before!

"Thank you, seniors"

Tang Yang bowed his hand and thanked him respectfully.