The space rippled, layers of golden ripples spread out, an invisible coercion permeated everyone's hearts, and a faint sense of excitement spread in everyone's hearts......

The face of the Lord of the Hell Gate was a little ugly, he felt very depressed, the golden light of the fire made his heart palpitate, facing the flames, he felt as if he was facing hot magma, he seemed to be burning, and his soul seemed to be about to explode......

The so-called "Idol Manifestation" is naturally done by hating the sky, it has long come to the Burning Flame Valley, and it is excited when it thinks of the statue of the god left behind.

In the sacred realm, there is a special technique that can absorb the worship power of sentient beings through the idol of the god. The five Great Emperors, and even some big families, will build idols in the area they are in charge of, and absorb the power of all beings.

At this time, the hatred of the sky was low, and it was very excited, and it felt that it had become a god in the hearts of everyone in the Burning Flame Valley, and a supreme existence.

"Hmph, pretend to be a ghost, the master of this sect is the ancestor of ghosts, go and die!" The master of the Hell Gate shouted, and with a dip of his bronze palm, the magic knife inserted into the wall was taken back.

Immediately, the magic knife spun, and the rich dead air swirled, dragging the black tail and slashing towards the rooster god statue that shone with golden flames......

The valley lord of Burning Flame Valley felt a blockage in his heart, he felt the horror of the power of this sword, even if he was in his heyday, he might not take it safely and soundly.

The golden golden emperor burned the sky and turned into a fire dragon, and the dragon roared and shook the sky, passing through the void and flying towards the magic sword.

"Even if you are defeated, you can reduce the pressure on the idol!" the Valley Lord of Burning Flame Valley shouted in his heart.

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With a crisp sound, the jet-black magic knife was shattered, and the rich dead qi was dispersed, and the golden fire dragon flying against the sky was still a step too late after all, and finally could only entangle the magic knife that was deep in the wall, the flames were rising, and the scorching temperature was rising......

"Goo-goo...... Don't the deity's words work? You owe the deity six palms ......"

The statue of the chicken god trembled, and a solid chicken figure appeared in the void, a pair of wings squirmed gently, and the golden light burst out, and in an instant, as if a violent wind was blowing, the rich black dead air was shattered in the blink of an eye, revealing the face of the master of the Hell Gate!

He is eight feet tall, with a majestic figure, a bronze complexion, clear and deep facial features, like a Greek sculpture, dark and deep ice eyes, looking wild and uninhibited, evil and sexy, his three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as a knife, the whole person emits a kind of king air that shocks the world, and the evil and handsome face has a dissolute smile at this time.

Suddenly, a gray palm print condensed in the void and slapped at the Lord of the Hell Gate. This is naturally the Heaven Destroying Palm taught by Han Bing!

In the face of that palm, the Hell Gate Master felt a lot of pressure, as if he was locked and could only take it hard.

The thick dead air rippled, forming a layer of black enchantment, enveloping itself, and at the same time, one after another, like the claws of the devil from hell, condensed in the air, and then grabbed towards the gray palm print, and the terrifying corrosive power spread in the air.

However, the gray giant palm, as if it was the nemesis of death, the claws of the devil, before they could touch the gray giant palm, suddenly ignited a golden flame, and a trace of black mist rose up, and then it was purified......

With a snap, the gray giant palm passed through the rich dead qi and slapped heavily on the body of the Hell Gate Master.

"Click......"

The black enchantment shattered in an instant, and the figure of the Hell Gate Master staggered, and was instantly slapped away, hitting the wall heavily, with a sweet throat, and red blood instantly flowed from the corners of his mouth......

"There are still five palms ......"

The shadow of the chicken that hated the sky and turned into a low illusion was suspended in the air, and it couldn't stop ......

"You ......" The master of the Hell Gate was very aggrieved, he wanted to escape, but he was surprised to find that he was locked, the space in the temple was imprisoned, and it was impossible to escape.

At this moment, on the top of the Sacrifice Spirit Mountain, Cao Yiba's face was pale, he already understood that the Han soldiers who seemed to be in the Immortal Venerable Realm were indeed very strong, and the surging qi and blood, and the squirming lightning fist shadow, made him chill and make him tremble.

"Stop it......"

The powerful sound waves spread out in all directions, and the earth trembled.

"Big brother...... Set up the formation, take him down......" Cao Tian's face was a little hideous, his purple meteor hammer was destroyed, and he was very unwilling.

Han Bing smiled, he already understood that the demon monarch who was killed by himself with the monarch sword back then, the remnant spirit actually fled to the fairy world.

The so-called sacrificial spirit mountain, the so-called incomplete laws of heaven and earth, should all be his handiwork.

There was a burst of black light, a figure condensed in the air, a treacherous smile appeared, and then, the figure's mouth opened, the black mist swirled, the terrifying suction spread, and a black treasure bottle flashed in the void.

"Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill?Great Dao Treasure Bottle Seal?It's a pity, you met me, you are destined to be hated, and you are destined to be wiped out!" Han Bing did not panic, at this time, he was already the body of the Yang Soul, even in the face of a cultivator at the peak of the Divine Venerable, he was confident that he could fight.

Flicked his fingers, and with one finger, the Great Wilderness Splitting Empty Finger was unleashed, and the golden giant finger, dragging a long tail, with a trace of scorching temperature, stabbed towards the illusory figure.

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Without the slightest resistance, the golden giant finger instantly pierced through the figure's head, castration unabated, and with a whoosh, it pierced the soul drum that emitted a faint black light.

Vaguely, Hanbing heard a hysterical scream, his fiery eyes squirmed, and Hanbing clearly saw a remnant spirit and fled to the back mountain.

Cao Yu's face had a solemn look, the soul drum was pierced by a golden giant finger, and his breath was connected, his soul body was injured, and his breath suddenly withered.

"The spirit gods are nothing more than that. Han Bing smiled.

"What the hell do you want?" Cao Yiba dodged and landed, blocking Cao Tian and Cao Yu behind him, and asked lightly.

"You have issued a bounty order, at all costs, to take the life of my soldiers, what do you say I want?" Han Bing smiled, revealing his golden teeth.

"You're Hanbing?"

"Are you surprised? I'm a soldier, and I came to worship Lingshan in person, just to ask, where did I offend you?" Han Bing sneered a little.

"Destroy my Monarch's Pavilion, how to solve this account?" Han Bing asked forcefully.

"In the Taishang Forbidden Land, you destroyed Cao Feng and destroyed my Sacrifice Spirit Mountain Supreme Treasure Heavenly Map, how should all this be calculated?" Cao Yiba said.

"Oh, you're avenging your disciple! It's just a formation heavenly map, feel distressed?" Han Bing understood and smiled faintly.

"Hanbing, how about we take a step back? From now on, there is nothing to do?" The spirit god Cao Yiba was close to compromise, he felt that facing the Han soldiers was like facing a volcano, which would be burned into ashes at any time.

"Okay, hand over one thing, let's take your Yangguan Road from now on, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge." Han Bing said.

"What's that?"

"The remnant spirit of the Demon Monarch! Just give me his remnant spirit, and from now on, I will only ask about everything in the Sacrifice Spirit Mountain. ”

"Who is the Demon Monarch?" Cao Yiba was a little surprised, he really didn't know who the so-called Demon Monarch was.

In fact, only the five spirit gods on the top of the Sacrificial Spirit Mountain did not devour the essence blood of the Demon Monarch and were not controlled by the Demon Monarch's consciousness.

"When I came to the Sacrificial Spirit Mountain, I felt his presence, and the soul drum had his breath remaining, and Cao Yu's state just now was obviously eroded by the Demon Sovereign. Han Bing looked at the broken soul drum.

"Big brother, maybe in the treasure house of the back mountain. I've seen the demonic aura there, and this soul drum is also obtained from there. Cao Yu's face was a little ugly, and he said lightly.

"Let's go, go to the back mountain......"

Cao Yiba waved his hand, shook up a burst of dust, and rushed towards the back mountain.

In the empty back mountain, a bleak chill slowly dispersed with the spread of the breeze......

"What's going on?" Cao Yiba's face was a little pale, looking at the four open treasure house gates, he felt that he was going crazy, but there were treasures from the Spirit Mountain.

"What's going on?" Cao Yiba looked at the two quasi-spirit gods standing on the side and asked lightly.

"Here comes a man with a dragon horn stick, Qingyun, and he has entered the treasure house with the man in black. The quasi-spirit god said.

"Sure enough, the Demon Lord's remnant is inside. Han Bing said with a smile.

As soon as he stepped into the treasure house, an invisible coercion came to his face, and even if he was a spirit god, he had to take several steps back, and his face showed a solemn look.

"There's a mutation in the treasure house!" exclaimed the spirit god Cao Yiba.

The ground not far away seemed to collapse, and a layer of golden enchantment was quietly covered down, and a faint coercion was slowly spreading!

Han Bing was stunned in his heart, and with the faint coercion, he felt the breath of the Divine Venerable.

Using the green rune paper, shielding the breath, after entering the treasure house, the Han soldiers couldn't help but be shocked, the treasure house became an underground passage, spiraling into the depths of the ground, when the Han soldiers followed the three spirit gods, completely stepped into the ground, has fallen nearly fifty zhang high.

There was a light below, and countless huge celestial crystal chalcedony stone pillars were like optimus jade pillars, supporting an empty and huge space, and there were palaces and platforms everywhere in this underground world, like a fairyland.

In addition to the continuous palace, there are countless statues scattered in the space below, these statues, in different forms, but they are all the same person's face.

Each building is inlaid with night pearls, and it is they that shine brightly.

"What a huge project!" Hanbing sighed.

"Where's Li Moying?"

Han Bing used his fiery eyes to stare at the huge palace, but he was surprised to find that every palace was full of medicinal herbs, and even some refined elixirs, but he didn't find Li Moying's figure, let alone a trace of his breath.

In the most central hall, a coffin carved by Tianjing chalcedony was quietly suspended, and a golden skeleton was lying quietly inside, with a trace of black demonic energy, curling up, faintly, a few drops of red essence blood, constantly rolling.

Underneath the coffin, a yellowed ancient book was wrapped in a golden enchantment, a faint black mist rose, and a greedy desire rose in the bottom of my heart.

"Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill?" Han Bing squinted his eyes, a little shocked in his heart.

Back then, he held the Sovereign Sword and slashed the Demon Sovereign, and the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill was burned into ashes by a ball of flames, but now, he appeared here again, how could he not be shocked?

"Big brother, how can there be such a luxurious underground palace in this treasure house?" Cao Yu asked.

"I don't know, is it possible, is there really any demon monarch?" Cao Yiba was a little surprised.

Han Bing didn't speak, the red lotus rippled under his feet, and his figure suddenly flew away, flying towards the palace in the center, and the green light squirmed, enveloping his whole body, shielding his breath.

"Demon Monarch, no matter what, you must be completely wiped out......"

Thinking of all the things in his previous life, Hanbing's heart trembled. Back then, there were too many friends who were buried under the Demon Sovereign's Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill.