Yang Huan looked at the soul cat: "Devouring the quasi-emperor, I'm afraid it's not that easy!"

"Hey, hey, hey, it's naturally not so easy to devour the quasi-emperor in his heyday, but the hard-hit quasi-emperor has fallen off the altar, and it's much easier to swallow, not to mention that I still have a helper. ”

Yang Huan suddenly thought of the Nine and Thirteenth Immortals, as well as Xiaohuo and Xiaosnake, who entered the world wall together.

"What about my friends!" Yang Huan took a step forward, only one step, the soul cat's breathing was not smooth, it was also shocked, I thought that now in the quasi-emperor realm, it could easily crush Yang Huan, who knows, this little human saint actually made it feel like it was in the abyss, as if facing the high mountains of Jingzhi!

The Soul Attracting Cat took a step back, exhaled a long breath, and said, "There are thousands of roads behind the world wall, I haven't seen your friends, and I only met those messengers above the Nine Heavens later." ”

Yang Huan was a little relieved, but he went one step further and said, "What about Haoyue! and Meng Xiaoxiao, where have they all gone, are they still alive?"

The Soul Cat took a step back, but this time she smiled again, "Hey, hey, I'm still thinking about your little lover!Don't worry, they're fine now, but I'm afraid you won't see them in the future, they've already entered the Netherworld, and I'm afraid they won't come out again in this life, and now that my Netherworld and your human race are opposed, even if you meet, you're not friends or foes, so don't worry about it anymore." ”

Yes, it's friend or foe! Yang Huan smiled bitterly.

"Then let's fight!" Now that he knows that the old man is still fine, regardless of whether he is an enemy or a friend in the future, Yang Huan doesn't want to say more, the sky is constantly falling blue fire, and the Terran monk is still fighting, he is also going to join the battle.

"Your opponent is me!" a familiar voice sounded.

When Yang Huan looked at it with his divine thoughts, he saw a white skeleton coming towards them from the distant heaven and earth, the skeleton was snow-white, not big, slender, holding a sharp axe, it was easy to be thought of as just an ordinary skeleton, but it was walking quietly there, but it was like the focus of heaven and earth, although he was small, all the obstacles on the road turned into nothingness when he walked through, he had an incomparable body in Yang Huan's holy eyes, it didn't look fast, but in fact, it was fast to the extreme, and it was gradually approaching this battlefield between raising his feet and steps。

"Another friend or foe is coming!" Yang Huan said.

"Netherworld Night! Come on, let's fight and see how much we have grown from each other!" Yang Huan's voice of the saint swept the earth.

It had turned into a skeleton, a humanoid skeleton, no longer a cloud of fog, no longer a token.

It once turned into a mark and lived in Yang Huan's right hand for a long time, it knew Yang Huan very well, but Yang Huan didn't necessarily understand it, just like now, he didn't think that maybe one day he would become hostile to it, but he just thought that the two might not intersect again, and he didn't expect that the two would face each other head-on, and besides, this day came so quickly!

"Yang Huan, offended!" Ghost Night's divine consciousness is also purifying.

Yang Huan waved his hand: "Needless to say, let's fight!"

"I'm here!" The ghost night was still a thousand miles away from Yang Huan, but its skeleton figure had already oppressed this heaven and earth, and the axe in his hand was raised, and at the moment when it was lifted and fell, he had already arrived at Yang Huan's side, and the sharp axe was abnormally sharp, making people's scalps numb.

Yang Huan gently raised a finger, and with only one finger, he blocked the slash of the sharp axe, blocking the blade of the axe three inches above his head, looking from a distance, it seemed that the axe had been split on the top of Yang Huan's great sage's head, only a cultivator with strong divine sense could "see" clearly how ingenious and bold Yang Huan's block was!

For another cultivator, even the veteran great sage among the saints of the human race did not dare to block the axe of the ghost night with one finger, and the axe fell, although the wind did not move and the rain did not shake, but there was a wave of death that could not be seen by the naked eye but spread outward in a circle, and wherever the ripples went, even the mountains thousands of miles away were cut into pieces, and a large lake passing by disappeared in an instant!

"Snatch the soul!" two faint blue rays of light appeared in the eyes of the ghost night, shooting directly into Yang Huan's eyes.

The unique skill of the Netherworld is to capture the soul, scatter or absorb the soul of people, and defeat the enemy in an instant.

However, the ghostly night's soul-snatching eyes shot into Yang Huan's eyes, only to see that Yang Huan's holy eyes were unfathomable, and they descended like a ladder round by round, until the ghost night felt that his soul was shaking, and he still didn't probe to the end, at that moment he was a little frightened, like a fierce man plunged into a bottomless river, and after entering, he found a bottomless abyss, dark and tortuous, but it was straight to the sea, deep and terrible, unknown and terrifying!

Ghost Night hurriedly wanted to withdraw his divine sense, but the world in Yang Huan's eyes was so easy to enter and exit, Ghost Night felt as if his divine soul was imprisoned and unable to exit, Yang Huan's body was no longer as familiar and secure as he was when he lived there, making him feel completely strange and dangerous.

"Explosion!" After an earth-shattering explosion, Ghost Night finally separated from Yang Huan, it used secret techniques to break free, but it also lost part of its soul, if it weren't for secret arts, Ghost Night might have lost to Yang Huan with one move.

"You-how powerful you have become now!" Ghost Night still couldn't believe it, it wondered if Yang Huan had changed people, and his body had been invaded by another powerful creature, and even he wondered if Yang Huan was the Chaotian Emperor, or if he had the heroic spirit of the Chaotian Emperor hidden in his body!

Thinking of this, Ghost Night actually quickly retreated a long distance.

Yang Huan chased after him, he didn't want to give Ghost Night too much time and opportunity, the current situation was obvious, he couldn't help the Terran cultivator without subduing Ghost Night.

Yang Huan's movements were swift and brave, the entire land was full of remnants of his body, his magnificent body was like a magic mountain, not only dodging everywhere he went, but also constantly grinding down those descending Netherworld and Demon Pioneers.

The actions of the ghost night are not unpleasant, from one place to another, it is just a thought, but it is very annoyed, and it has always been suppressed by Yang Huan, and Yang Huan can still find time to destroy its people!

The ghost night gets annoyed, spewing out endless ghostly flames, the sky is full of white scorching fire, burning the sky and boiling the sea, destroying life, it wants to burn the sky of Zhongzhou, burn the land of Zhongzhou, burn the mountains, the sea, burn the city wall buildings, and want to destroy the "world" of Zhongzhou!

The vanguard warriors of the underworld danced in the fire of the underworld, becoming more and more energetic, but the Terran monks were roaring and screaming!

Yang Huan was also very annoyed, it was his former partner who brought endless disasters to Zhongzhou, but he couldn't subdue the ghost night for a while, the ghost night was the holy spirit created by the Emperor of the Underworld himself, and he was endowed with endless spirituality and talent, and his learning ability was very strong, and he grew up quickly.

Seeing that the damage caused by the ghost night was much greater than that he had caused to the tribes of the underworld, Yang Huan began to deal with the ghost night with all his might, suppressing it in a corner of Zhongzhou, which is the place where Zhongzhou and Xudu Prison meet, and it is also the battlefield of the war between the three clans.

Ghost Night couldn't beat Yang Huan in speed and strength, and was suppressed here and couldn't run anymore, so he could only fight with Yang Huan with the sharp axe in his hand.

The axe of the ghost night can almost open the world, and the corroded land that is killed is torn apart, full of holes, the space is broken, the sky is dark, and even the starry sky is shaky, as if the entire starry sky is going to fall down and destroy this world in the next moment.

Yang Huan's holy body is flawless, and his body exudes a five-colored light, which is inviolable, and the sharp axe of the ghost night cannot cause him the slightest damage, but the white bone body of the ghost night is also like a natural holy object, it cannot be broken, hammered, or flattened, and its soul is constricted in the body, and it is also guarding its soul, Yang Huan will be helpless for a while.

Both of them are consuming, to see whose holy power is exhausted first, or to see who finds the right way to break the right body or divine soul first.

If it is purely a holy force, two people may not be able to win or lose even if they fight for a hundred years.

It's still better than the law.