Chapter 1992: The Burial Heaven Returns

"Little flea, since this seat is already here, will it give you a chance to escape from here and come back obediently to die, right?"

Shen Huangzi leisurely picked up the two supreme rings and looked meaningfully in the direction of the depths of the cave.

In less than ten breaths, the sound of messy footsteps sounded, and Zhuo Cangwolf turned back with a pale expression, and saw the bloody figure on the ground at a glance, and his heart was about to beat to his throat.

He was obviously running wildly towards the depths of the cave, why did he come back in a circle?

Did the two supreme masters die so quickly?

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Zhuo Cangwolf's forehead oozed fine cold sweat, his throat and eyes were extremely dry, and he said in pain:

"You... When did you calculate the deity? It's an illusion, isn't it?"

Zhuo Cangwolf stared at Shenhuangzi in front of him, and there were huge waves in his heart, even if he was stupid, he knew that he had fallen into Shenhuangzi's illusion, otherwise it would be impossible to go around and come back to die.

"It's not a hopeless fool! are you self-defeating, or are you alone in performing a soul-searching spell on you?"

Shen Huangzi pulled out a folding fan out of nowhere, and stared at Zhuo Cangwolf in front of him with a smile, as if he was not at all worried that the palm envoy of the Seven Deadly Sins in front of him would be able to fly out of his palm.

"Is there a third way?"

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zhuo Cangwolf's heart was full of remorse, he knew that when he was noticed by Di Yunxiao, he should have escaped from the Wheel of Life Sea, and he really shouldn't have made peace with the rest of the organization.

"Yes!"

Suddenly, Zhuo Cangwolf's face was shocked, he just subconsciously asked for survival, but he didn't expect Shenhuangzi to give him a third way, and immediately said in ecstasy: "What other choice?"

"I'll slap you to death, and then perform the soul searching technique!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Cangwolf's smile stiffened, and he glanced at his chest in disbelief, and at some point, a palm as white as jade had grasped his heart.

"For... Why do you want to kill me? Isn't there a third, a third way?"

Zhuo Cangwolf's pupils contracted into pins, and as soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out directly from his throat, he didn't understand why Shenhuangzi wanted to deceive him.

"I can't tell you to run away anymore, otherwise, the Sage won't be able to explain it. Hmm, you're a member of the Phantom God Clan, right? The Flesh Transformation Technique is unique to the heavens, and next time this seat may not have the confidence to catch you again..."

Shen Huangzi stepped forward, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and a self-deprecating voice sounded in the teasing, and he was shocked when he heard it, revealing a deep sense of surprise.

"You... Do you know the Phantom Gods? Who the hell is it?"

A wisp of unwillingness exploded in his throat, Zhuo Cangwolf's eyes widened, staring at the bewitching man who was close at hand, and his posture was almost about to choose someone to devour.

His race, his identity, even the Great Kings of the Seven Deadly Sins didn't know, he didn't know how the man in front of him knew about it?

"Hehehe, who is this seat? A man who was once killed and resurrected by the Phantom God Clan, and finally luckily wiped out the Clan... It's a pity, good seedlings!"

Although Shen Huangzi was laughing, the cold Xiao Sa's killing intent was undisguised.

Hearing this, Zhuo Cangwolf's entire face twisted, hideous like a demon.

He seemed to remember something, his body twisted violently, and he roared, "You are... You are the same person back then, impossible, impossible, how possible! You should be with the Great Patriarch..."

Click!

The sound of bones breaking and heart being pinched and exploded sounded at the same time, and Zhuo Cangwolf's roar stopped abruptly, and the blood in his chest was gushing like a spring, and his internal organs had already been shaken into flesh.

Shenhuangzi made a move, of course, it was impossible to give him a chance to escape, and while destroying his physical vitality, his divine thoughts were like knives, directly killing Zhuo Cangwolf's primordial spirit, completely burying his chance to reincarnate.

Poof.

The limp corpse slipped and fell to the ground, and Zhuo Cangwolf, the first-class master of the Seven Deadly Sins, stared at each other and died here, his distorted face revealing unwillingness, fear, and remorse.

Shen Huangzi stood in place, took out a piece of silk cloth to wipe the blood from his palm, and a trace of remembrance appeared in his indifferent eyes.

Phantom Protoss···

It has been 40,000 years since the first battle of Dingding, and it is really a time to cultivate immortals, and it has been white.

After a moment, Shen Huangzi's body moved, no longer feeling the past, took out the fragment of Modo's primordial spirit, and directly grabbed all kinds of information in it with soul searching techniques.

For half an hour, Shen Huangzi's originally indifferent eyes suddenly became solemn and cold.

Although he had already had a premonition, he really didn't expect that the old monsters of the Seven Deadly Sins would be so mad.

In order to destroy the Dao inheritance of the heavens and all worlds, he actually wanted to break the boundary wall of the two worlds of humans and ghosts, and release the hundreds of millions of evil ghosts of the Nine Netherworlds, which is a typical killing of 1,000 enemies and 800 self-damage.

The key is that they have really succeeded, and they have figured out a way to open the ghost door.

The Netherworld Ghost Realm is not a good person, there are countless vicious people, those extremely vicious ghost gods do not have Shou Yuan, they have experienced countless disasters in the eighteenth layer of hell, and there are countless giants and powerhouses.

There may be very few peak emperors in the Immortal Gang Three-Element Realm like him, but the Extreme Dao Realm is definitely far beyond the mortal realm, and once the Seven Deadly Sins are truly succeeded, the world will be reduced to a bad land.

"Looks like I'm going to have to do it if I don't make a move!"

He exhaled a puff of smoke leisurely, and Shen Huangzi's mind and dharma body slowly disappeared.

Thousands of miles away at the ancient monument of Buddhism, the claustrophobic eyes of the god Huangzi himself opened, and the two immortal qi condensed in the pupils.

"The Burial Mantra of the Twelve Fighting Holy Spells!"

The emotionless chant of the spell spat out from Shen Huangzi's mouth, and suddenly the space behind him distorted, and two jade-like immortal gang qi forcibly grabbed the power of the origin of heaven and earth hidden in the depths of the vast ocean, and condensed it into a big 'burial' character.

"Go!"

The cold glow of his eyes suddenly dimmed, and the Heaven Burial Curse Seal, which was about ten zhang in size, pierced the void and headed towards the Netherworld Ghost Gate in the distance.

At this moment, the Holy Mountain powerhouse who was in charge of the Thirty-six Tiangang Array was already exhausted, and only a dozen Supreme powerhouses were left to support it, and the power of the Circle was less than thirty percent of what it was in its heyday.

It only took another hour for Canglong and Mao Feng to use the method of self-explosion to forcibly prevent the fierce bloody demon god from descending on the Great Sun Sacred Mountain.

"Give up resistance, I can promise not to take your life, and even canonize you as a ghost general, to help you wait to go one step further and ascend to the ghost immortal road. ”

The Netherworld Ghost Gate was mostly opened, and the boundless blood stained the sky a dark red, and the naked eye could see dense blood corpses coming out of the sea of blood one after another, waiting to rush into the mortal world.

"Get out, even if Lao Tzu dies in battle, it is impossible for you to let this ghost thing cause trouble on the Holy Mountain!"

Canglong roared, his words were full of hysterical madness, his body had lost fifty percent of his essence and blood, and the scale armor had long lost its previous warm luster.

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