When Ye Chen and this princess of the Heavenly Snake Clan were arguing in a few words, the ancient demon emperor who was showing his grandeur, covering the sky with strange beasts behind him, and engulfing the Eight Desolations with arrogance, also greeted the mystery of the "Zhenshan River" sacrificed by the Burial God King!

"Click~"

The scope is as vast as the sea, and the majestic and heavy as the ancient mountains, to crush the terrifying oppressive force of the suppression of these thousands of miles, the four and eight desolations, and fail to resist the peerless grandeur of the ancient demon emperor.

But what is this, the domineering and majestic posture, standing in the clouds and mist, the Burial Heaven God King, step forward, is to perform the "Burial Heaven Thirty-six Style Second Style"!

"Break it!"

The Burial God King clenched his fingers like a heavenly sword, shining like a star.

Suddenly, the clouds surged, the ghosts cried wolves, and the sun and moon were gone!

The brilliant sword light of more than 10,000 zhang long, just like a supreme god, stood in the extraterrestrial starry sky, and sent a devastating blow towards this shattered battlefield!

Ye Chen noticed that when the Burial Heaven God King performed the "Thirty-six Styles of Burial Heaven", there was not much power gushing out of his body from beginning to end, but in the first move, it resonated with a certain "Dao Track" between the surrounding heaven and earth, and most of the energy generated by the attack came from between heaven and earth.

"Is this the "Tao" of the thirty-six styles of burial?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, thinking about how he didn't feel the hint of the "Dao" when he performed the "Thirty-six Styles of Burial Heaven", or the "Sword Technique of Calming Chaos", "Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Gong"?

In the face of the dazzling sword light that shattered the earth and cut everything away, in the hands of the ancient demon emperor, there was a huge demon mark that was simple and bloody, full of road patterns, surrounded by three thousand gods and demons, and inhabited by hundreds of millions of fierce beasts!

"Bang Long—"

"Boom—"

The ancient battlefield was in turmoil.

The waves that exploded overnight, the momentum of opening teeth and dancing claws was about to drown Ye Chen, the princess of the Heavenly Snake Clan.

Fortunately, the Burial God King pointed a little, and a curtain of light was guarded outside Ye Chen's body.

The ancient demon emperor arranged a shield outside the princess of the Heavenly Snake Clan, and then solemnly looked at the Burial Heavenly God King and asked, "You are not the real body...... It's like a projection of power. ”

"How?" the Burial God King was indifferent.

The Ancient Demon Emperor was solemn: "This emperor is not a real body, this wisp of residual thoughts, less than one percent of the power in the heyday, but you use this power projection, you can confront this emperor, and also bring a dangerous aura to this emperor, who are you?

The Burial God King sneered: "The frog at the bottom of the well, the dead person, if you don't want to disappear between this world, what's the use of asking so much?"

The words fell, and the majestic shore of the Burial Heaven God King's body hovered to the sky climbed to the extreme.

He sacrificed the "Thirty-six Forms of Burial" in the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and ninth forms.

Ye Chen's current most current time is to play the fifth type of "Thirty-six Styles of Burial Heaven".

The sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth types of burial mysteries want Ye Chen's eyes to be great.

At a glance, the figure of the ancient demon emperor, and the phantom of the giant beast entrenched behind him, completely fell into the several mysteries of the Burial Heaven God King.

"Impossible!"

The princess of the Heavenly Snake Clan took a breath and shouted, "I don't believe it......!

"The dust hasn't settled yet. Ye Chen comforted with a smile.

"You ......" The princess of the Heavenly Snake Clan was angry, if the Ancient Demon Emperor was really defeated, then her situation would be difficult to say.

Pitch-black flames are rising.

This is no ordinary flame, which spreads in the depths of the turbulent current of the storm, gradually burning everything.

The Ancient Demon Emperor, who was a little embarrassed, walked out with angry eyes, his expression was fierce, and his voice was like thunder; "Very good! If you can force this emperor to this step, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

"Don't be ashamed. The Burial Heaven God King glanced at the artifact Jiuli Pot on the edge of the sky and said, "You want to use this magic weapon against me, right?"

Thinking of burying the Heavenly God King, the ancient demon emperor's face was heavy.

"Don't panic, if you want to use that magic weapon, use it. It's just a pseudo-artifact, what is it here in this seat?"

The Burial God King smiled freely and domineeringly.

The Ancient Demon Emperor was furious, stretched out his hand and summoned, and the artifact Jiuli Pot floating in the distance immediately arrived in his hands.

The Jiuli pot that absorbed the energy of the ancient demon emperor, outside the ancient and crystal body, thousands of patterns were revived, and the gods and demons were dancing wildly.

"Jiuli pot, can refine everything in the world!"

The princess of the Heavenly Snake Clan seems to have seen a picture of how the ancient demon emperor turned defeat into victory and defeated the Burial Heavenly God King.

"Go!"

A majestic shout.

The Ancient Demon Emperor sacrificed the Jiuli pot that had revived some of its power.

Carrying the light of the avenue, the totem of gods and demons, the Jiuli pot of rules and order, the upper air is flipped, the mouth of the bottle is facing down, the energy matter between heaven and earth, or the fragments of corpses on the ancient battlefield, dust and ashes, can not escape the fate of being devoured and absorbed.

The pulling force endured by the Burial Heaven God King was the most terrifying, but he didn't shake at all, he stood like a mountain, and his index finger glowed: "Burial Heaven Thirty-six Tenth Style: Transformation of Thousand Autumns!"

There was a lot of uproar, and a large area of mist wrapped around the Jiuli pot.

"Hum~"

At first, the Jiuli Pot, which was powerful and capable of refining and killing all things, could still devour and refine those mist, but after a few breaths, the Jiuli Pot dimmed the light drowning those mist, and the spirituality was dissipated.

"It shouldn't be. ”

"The power of the Jiuli pot is volatilized, even if it is just like this, it is impossible for that guy to crack it so lightly. ”

The expression of disbelief changed outside the face of the Ancient Demon Emperor.

"You haven't realized it yet. ”

The eyes of the Burial God King were calm, and the occasional flash of domineering light could illuminate the heavens and the earth flawlessly.

He said: "Between you and me, it is not a dimension at all. Don't say that if you give you a magic weapon, you will be given another hundred such magic weapons, and you will not be able to hurt the hair of this seat. And this seat wants to suppress you, that is at the snap of a finger. ”

No...... A dimension?

The Ancient Demon Emperor was stunned, and he couldn't come to his senses for a long time.

In ancient times, the invincible demon emperor who dominated the South Mountains, crisscrossed the Eastern Wilderness, and deterred all souls, tracing back to this long time, how many people dared to say to him, we are not a dimensional level existence?

"Who the hell are you!"

Losing his posture and roaring, the Ancient Demon Emperor only wanted to know who the Burial Heaven God King was at this moment.