Hearing the words of the underworld, Wang Muyang pouted and smiled, and said, "Since you know that you are powerful, let's be honest!" ”

"Hahaha......"

The underworld stopped in mid-air and let out a burst of laughter: "Wang Muyang, do you think I can't see it?" These ten phalanxes are only to increase the power of your Dao Method, and they are not offensive in themselves! ”

"If your strength is strong enough to reach the level of Earth Immortal cultivation and be able to use more forbidden techniques, maybe it's okay. But the power of the Dao technique you are using now is limited in itself, even if you use the ten phalanx to strengthen it, you can only achieve it at most! ”

Hearing this, Wang Muyang frowned slightly.

The underworld man actually saw through the truth of the ten squares at a glance, which surprised and worried Wang Muyang.

"With ten phalanxes, you can barely be regarded as the strongest cultivator in the human world at most, but don't forget, we are not human beings!"

The underworld man said leisurely, looking very calm.

In the past, Wang Muyang would shock the four of them when he used the Ten Formations, and the opponent was even more frightened. Now that this underworld man is so calm, it shows that the underworld man really doesn't take the Ten Directions secret technique in his eyes.

No, it should be said that the Ten Directions Secret Technique was performed by Wang Muyang, and it could not exert the strongest power, and the underworld people were not worried.

The first time he used the Ten Directions Secret Technique was not seen clearly, Wang Muyang couldn't control his emotions a little, snorted coldly, and controlled the fire dragon to pounce on the underworld again.

The underworld man let out a chuckle, and suddenly took out a piece of black rune paper, and the demonic energy on the rune paper was like a substance, as if it was wrapped in layers of black mist.

"Go!"

Throwing the black rune paper out, the underworld man pointed at the magic sword in his hand, and the black rune suddenly turned into twenty-eight black dragon shadows, roaring and rushing towards the fire dragon.

The two forces collided and immediately collapsed.

After the fire dragon and demonic dragon shadows dissipated, calm returned to the ten squares. Wang Muyang stood in the middle of the formation, and the underworld man was hanging in the air, full of demonic energy.

"You've made so many moves, it's my turn!"

The underworld's voice fell, and a dodge had already come to Wang Muyang, this time faster and more ruthless.

Pulled to the top of Wang Muyang's head, the magic sword in the hand of the underworld man slashed over, and he shouted: "Thunder!" ”

The demonic qi in the magic sword in the underworld's hand skyrocketed, instantly filling the entire ten phalanxes, and because of the obstruction of the aura whirlwind, the demonic qi did not run out of the range of the ten phalanxes.

Otherwise, the huge demonic energy could fill the entire Spirit Clan's holy land.

The demonic aura was too thick, like a dark cloud, and lightning flashed in the demonic qi, rumbling loudly.

Those lightning bolts hit the magic sword together, and the magic sword trembled and smashed towards Wang Muyang.

With such momentum, Wang Muyang was also taken aback, and took turns to resist with the devil's sword. Hearing a loud "bang", Wang Muyang felt the top of his head sink, and then a series of electric shocks rushed out from the magic sword and hit Wang Muyang.

Wang Muyang only felt numb all over, as if he had been electrocuted. The huge demonic qi demon knife didn't have time to absorb it at all, and Wang Muyang was pressed to the point where he couldn't stand steadily.

This trick is called "Thunderball", and it is really as its name suggests, and it is very domineering.

"Wang Muyang, retreat!" The Devil's Knife Ghost Hand suddenly shouted.

Wang Muyang also felt that this kind of hard support would not last long, and when the demonic qi of the devil's knife and ghost hand gushed out, Wang Muyang hurriedly retreated, took out the rune paper and threw it out, and shouted in his mouth: "Qiankun Xunfeng, break!" ”

The rune paper turned into a strong wind, blowing in the ten squares like a knife, and in the blink of an eye, the demonic qi was blown away.

It was the first time that Wang Muyang was suppressed by others in the Ten Phalanxes, and there was a burst of anger in his heart, and he took up the Five Emperors Money Sword and slashed towards the underworld.

The underworld man blocked it with a magic sword, and both of them were shocked into the air.

"Boy, sure enough, there are two hits."

The underworld man slid a few steps on the ground, stood firm and looked around, and found that the demonic energy around him had disappeared without a trace.

Wang Muyang's move "Qiankun Xunfeng" seems simple, but it can blow away the demonic qi, and it blows without a trace, but it is actually not simple.

At this moment, a rooster crowed in the distance.

The faces of the Spirit King of Zishan and his clansmen changed greatly.

Wang Muyang's heart is also sinking, and he wants bad things!

Although the methods of the Zishan Spirit Clan are powerful, they cannot be used in the daytime, which is also the biggest weakness of the Zishan Spirit Clan.

Although the Great Elder and the people of the Earth Vein Spirit Clan are also Spirit Clans, but now that they have demonic energy on their bodies, even if the dawn does not have a great impact on them.

The underworld man laughed twice, looked a little proud, and said to Wang Muyang: "Wang Muyang, you and I are evenly matched, and it will be difficult to tell the winner if we continue to fight." But after dawn, the strength of the Zishan Spirit Clan was greatly reduced, and when Su Yun exerted a little force, he would be able to defeat the Zishan Spirit Clan! ”

Wang Muyang knew that the underworld wanted to tell him that as long as the underworld people restrained him, the fate of the Zishan Spirit Clan would be inevitable.

At that time, the Demon Realm Passage would be placed in front of Su Yun, and it would be easy to break the seal.

Wang Muyang felt that he had to help the Zishan Spirit Clan, otherwise Su Yun would break the seal of the Demon Realm, and once the Demon Venerable came, there would be one here, and no one would be afraid.

He may not care about others, but the problem is that Yue Qingling is also here.

Seeing that Wang Muyang was distracted, the underworld man sneered: "If you want to help, let's pass my level first!" ”

Before the words fell, the underworld had already rushed towards Wang Muyang.

Wang Muyang hurriedly resisted, and the two fought back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, but it was still difficult to distinguish the winner.

Wang Muyang was anxious, because after the rooster crowed, the Zishan Spirit Clan had been suppressed by Su Yun and them, and the east began to shine a little.

Some low-level goblins have gone out of control and have returned to the underworld.

Immediately after that, the ghost general level also went back.

The sun is heavy, and the ghost power of ghosts under the sun will be greatly suppressed, and no matter how powerful the ghost magic is, it will not be able to be used.

Only the ghost king-level spirit can fight under the sun, but the ghost power will also be weakened by half, and it is not as good as a ghost general.

With Su Yun's current strength, dealing with a few ghost generals is no different from playing, after all, he is also one of the demon envoys.

What's even more odious is that the underworld people deliberately contain Wang Muyang.

If Wang Muyang goes all out, it is almost impossible for the underworld to kill Wang Muyang. But to contain Wang Muyang, it is easy for the underworld.

Obviously, that's what the underworld people think.

The underworld man was not in a hurry, attacked Wang Muyang one by one, and then retreated. Every time he didn't go all out, but Wang Muyang couldn't help but resist.

Wang Muyang understood that if he fell at this time, Su Yun and the underworld would be jealous.

But if they didn't help, Yue Qingling and the Zishan Spirit Clan would definitely be in danger of their lives.

Suddenly, Wang Muyang felt like he was being led by the nose, and he felt very uncomfortable.

The underworld man didn't forget to taunt, and said a little proudly: "Wang Muyang, what do you think of my plan?" Now do you wish that you would be separated, and then you can help the Zishan Spirit Clan? ”

Wang Muyang gritted his teeth, but did not speak.

But the words of the underworld man said that Wang Muyang's thoughts, and now he can't wait to split himself in half, half against the underworld, and the other half to stop Su Yun.