Unlike the excitement of the little fat man, Yechen stood in the black stone, full of solemn expressions.

The superior god made a move, and although the condensed big hand was broken by his own side, how could it be so simple?

Can he and the little fat man really escape the pursuit of the superior gods?

The black stone was extremely fast, piercing the cloudless sky, and in the blink of an eye, it flew from one end of the sky to the other.

The speed of Xiu'er's operation is far beyond everyone's imagination.

But, even so, Yechen was apprehensive in his heart.

There are too many methods of the superior gods, and Yechen has seen all kinds of magical methods used by the Terran Saint Venerable Realm.

"Hmph!" A cold snort exploded in Yechen's ears, Yechen looked back, but saw a huge water crane in the distant sky, looking from afar, like a small dot, but with Yechen's judgment, it was enough to calculate through space that this water crane was at least 100 meters tall.

The water crane is pitch black, its wings spread, and there is a faint amount of water vapor around it, as if it naturally condenses into an ocean in the sky.

There was a tuft of white long hair on the top of his head, and a pair of sharp eyes stared at the night from afar, which originally belonged to the elegant water crane, but at this moment his eyes were even sharper than the eagle, and the piercing gaze was like a sword light in the sky.

"Yechen, I was just glanced at by this monster zombie, how can I feel my heart trembling. The little fat man gritted his teeth.

"That's the instinctive feeling of danger in the dragon's blood. Yechen grimaced and shouted in a deep voice, "Your blood is telling you that this guy is enough to kill you." ”

"I have a strong physique!" The little fat man gritted his teeth and said, the divine blood tempering in front of him had told him that in the same realm, having a body tempered by dragon blood was comparable to invincible, but now, it seemed that he had reached the upper god, and it was no longer suitable.

"Divine beasts, not invincible!" Yechen said word for word, "The superior god, which one is not Tianjiao, and which one is not famous in history." The person who stands at the top of the Three Realms can no longer resist without the physical body of the Divine Dragon, unless, you still have the strength and realm of the Divine Dragon itself. ”

"What then!" the little fat man gritted his teeth.

"Run!" Yechen shouted in a low voice, bowing his head slightly, a fierce gaze flashing in his eyes, "Dare to block the road and kill me, I will make him pay the price he deserves." ”

The black stone swept through the air, continuing to pierce the sky at a breakneck speed.

Ruyi Qingqi, in the end, did not disappoint Yechen, the other party's water crane speed is very fast, with his own speed, showing an unimaginable speed for Yechen, but on the contrary, Ruyi Qingqi is a few points faster than him.

The role of heavy treasure is once again vividly reflected in high-end battles.

Looking at the distance that gradually widened, the little fat man standing on the black stone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when the little fat man was slightly relaxed, Yechen's cold voice sounded below: "Give me a twelve-point spirit, it's not over yet." ”

"Huh?" the little fat man was puzzled.

It was also at this time that the water crane spat out his words and made a sound that shocked the void: "Dushan old ghost, do you want to watch the prey run away?"

Above Yechen's head, a grimace suddenly appeared, and the grimace occupied the entire sky, as if it was an old man, but his expression was like a smile instead of a smile, a cry rather than a cry, and it was very weird.

Then, the face opened its mouth and bit hard at Yechen.

"Holy, what the hell is this. The little fat man whispered with wide eyes.

"Old ghost Dushan, didn't you hear it just now?" Yechen gritted his teeth and sneered in a low voice, "Nandi, Soul Flag, shake it fiercely for me." Just facing the grimace in the sky, Xiu'er, straight in the direction of the grimace. ”

"Yes!"

Below, the two shouted.

"Yechen, you!" the little fat man's eyes widened, his face full of incredulity.

Yechen didn't turn around, nor did he run away directly, but let Xiu'er control Ruyi Qingqi and crash into Grimace......? Is it suicide?

Yechen shouted angrily at the little fat man: "Don't talk nonsense, cheer me up, when I want you to make a move, if you kid dares to slack off, Lao Tzu will throw you down." ”

"Huh!" the little fat man was speechless, looking at the grimace of the bite inexplicably.

"Shoot, supernatural powers!" Yechen suddenly burst into a shout, "at the grimace." ”

Hearing this, the little fat man who had just prepared raised the power in his hand again, and the thick richness gathered in his right fist, and with the power of qi and blood surging like the sea in his body, he used his divine power to smash forward.

The earthy yellow air mass smashed open like a giant cannonball, becoming extremely large in the sky, and blasted into the grimace with the momentum of the impact of stars.

The energy submerged into the grimace, and the original fierce power was immediately reduced by three points under the little fat man's smash.

After this punch, the little fat man looked ahead very unexpectedly, he didn't expect that he was facing such a terrifying grimace, and it would have such an effect.

Immediately after, the infinite sword qi exploded. The sharp sword shot up into the sky, strangling towards the void.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the grimace was torn apart a few points.

Immediately afterwards, the Southern Emperor shook the spirit flag in the wishful clear qi, and a strange and inexplicable power emerged in the void, and the huge grimace in the void was finally unstable under the spirit flag, and it suddenly dissipated, turning into a rich soul power and rushing to the spirit flag.

"Damn junior!" a mad and angry roar rang out in the void below the right side of the night, and a ghost appeared out of thin air, a normal human form, but the expression on his face was exactly the same as the previous big face.

This is a ghost old man, but the momentum that erupted on his body made the little fat man feel frightened, his right hand reached out, as dry as a tree root, and the index finger of his right hand pointed at Yechen from afar, and roared angrily: "Boy, why can you see through it." ”

Yechen smiled coldly: "Lao Tzu knows ghosts better than you ghosts, and those ghost tricks of yours are all child's play in front of me." ”

A soul clone is just trying to deceive Yechen? If this is the case, it will be deceived, and Yechen will already be in the hands of ghosts.

Although the ghost I encountered before was much weaker than this old ghost of Dushan, there were many ghost skills, and Yechen had never seen it rarely.

It's just that the soul clone of the old ghost of Dushan is much more real than those low-level ghosts, and inexperienced people like the little fat man will be easily confused.

"Boy, I want you dead!" Dushan Old Ghost let out a crazy roar, the soul clone just now occupied thirty percent of his power, these powers could only be separated for a short time, and finally had to return to his body, but just now, his strength disappeared inexplicably, which is equivalent to his strength disappearing thirty percent in vain.

The power of thirty percent of the power requires tens of billions of years of penance, and now it is gone in the blink of an eye.

(End of chapter)