The four golden-armored men screamed in fear, screaming, and helplessness but could not escape their doom, the black vortex was like a peerless demon opening its mouth, and the energy turbulence of the tyrant directly tore the four of them to pieces, and the white bones splashed everywhere, and the blood mist evaporated out, ending up with a body and a god destroyed.

"This ......"

As a bystander, Ding Chuan's jaw was so shocked that his jaw was about to fall, his eyes were round but he couldn't say a word for a long time, the Great Emperor of the Ancient Desolation was really too strong, and as soon as the forbidden magic came out, the four strong enemies were instantly killed and digested into ashes.

Just when Ding Chuan was losing his mind, the Ancient Desolate Emperor whispered to himself: "The set of Panhuang Sutras I created is not overbearing enough, and there are still some deficiencies, I want to create a flawless technique for slaying the immortal gods." ”

"Poof!"

Ding Chuan knelt down directly, such a thorough exercise was not domineering enough, and the Emperor of the Ancient Wilderness was inevitably too dissatisfied! When he raised his head again, all the surrounding scenery became fragmented, like a smooth mirror was broken, the figure of the Emperor of the Ancient Wilderness was scattered with the wind, and the grains of yellow sand under his feet turned into bright stars, the wind was whistling, and time and space turned again, when Ding Chuan came back to his senses, he found that he was already on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

"This ......"

Ding Chuan felt that his head was big for a while, what strange space he had arrived, floating between heaven and earth like a wandering spirit, with white snow under his feet, pure and white, as if the cleanest substance in the world.

The wind was blowing, the snow was dancing with the wind, Ding Chuan reached out to catch the crystal snowflakes, but as he expected, the snowflakes fell without hindrance through his palms.

"Am I really dead? There's only one soul left. ”

As soon as this thought came out, Ding Chuan shivered, he was secretly anxious in his heart, and walked forward, he was really like a wandering soul, stepping on the snow without a trace, leaving not even a single footprint on the snow behind him.

As he was hurrying forward, a blood-red footprint appeared in his eyes, and he woke up and looked up to look ahead, only to see a mess of footprints in the white snow, and some bleak blood stains sprinkled in the white snow looked shocking.

With a keen instinct, he judged that there had just been a great battle here, because the blood had not yet dried up and had not been buried by the heavy snow, and he sorted out his chaotic thoughts and quickly followed the trail ahead.

After walking for about ten miles, the sound of weapons colliding came with the wind, and Ding Chuan rushed to the front, now he is like a transparent person, and he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by anyone.

When he came to the battlefield in person, Ding Chuan showed a look of surprise, only to see a thin young man fighting alone, Ding Chuan counted carefully, and found that there were eleven people on the battlefield, and the thin young man was fighting in and out of the group, two of them were seriously injured and covered in blood, and the bloody footprints and blood stains before thinking about coming were left by these two people.

"Bu Hong, you are too arrogant and conceited, do you really think that you can be stronger than ten of us with your own strength? ”

"Yes, no matter how much you defy the sky, you will not escape death today. ”

"What nonsense to talk about this guy who is above the top, just go up and blow his head out. ”

The ten young people were excited, and once again besieged Buhong, and one after another brilliant sword qi swept through the sky, rolling up the sky and flying snow, and the cold murderous aura raged in all directions.

Bu Hong, who was besieged in the middle by the top ten masters, sneered and said, "The battle is not over yet, it's too early to say anything, I am confident that I can kill you in one fell swoop." ”

Bu Hong held two black gold hammers, turned into a lightning bolt and rushed into the crowd, smashing the hammer wildly, the sound of the 'clanging' divine soldiers was endless, and eleven young masters launched a life-and-death battle on the top of the snowy mountain, the wind was in the horn, the snow was flying, the people were roaring, the sword was roaring, and the sword was overwhelmed by a sword light and sword shadow here.

"Bu Hong, Bu Hong ......" Ding Chuan's face changed, the old madman had said before, three thousand years ago in the deserted palace there was a senior named Bu Hong who comprehended the burial ground chapter in the Panhuang Ancient Scriptures, and later singled out the top ten young masters at that time, these stories coincide with the scene in front of him, the same person singled out the top ten masters, and the Bu Hong in front of him was also the same arrogant and uninhibited.

"Could it be that these are all traces of the past, which have been preserved in a special way, and I inadvertently broke in......" Ding Chuan was puzzled.

"Kill!"

The earth-shattering roar in the distance pulled Ding Chuan's thoughts back, Bu Hong was extremely powerful, and the Ugin hammer in his hand smashed heavily on the head of a young master who had been seriously injured before, and suddenly his brain burst out, blood shot out, and a cold corpse fell weakly from the sky.

Before everyone could react, Bu Hong left an afterimage on the spot, and the Ugin hammer in his hand slammed into the head of another young master like a hammer of death, the young master was startled, and quickly shook his head to dodge, but it was still a step too late, with a muffled sound of "bang", the Ugin hammer smashed half of the young master's brain, and the skull was lifted out, a wave of blood and a piece of brain pulp spurted out, and the young man's pupils fell weakly into the air.

Bu Hong's two powerful attacks made the other eight young masters change color together, and they asked themselves if they faced Bu Hong alone, they were afraid that there would be no hope of victory at all.

"Don't save your strength anymore, you must use all your strength to kill him, otherwise we will all be resentful here. ”

Eight young masters who had cultivated to be strong also killed red-eyed, and each of them launched a lifelong mastery, and the vigorous and powerful Yuan Force came out, and the snow on the top of the snow-capped mountain within a radius of fifty zhang was blown away by the violent Yuan Li, revealing a snow-free area.

"Hehe, hey, I'm going to fight hard!" Bu Hong, who was thin and thin, had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and with a hint of cruelty on his face, he shouted: "Burial of immortals in the land of the desolate land." ”

Buhong landed on the top of the mountain, the rapid brilliance of his palms, and the sound of "bang" slapped on the ground on the top of the mountain, and in the huge earthquake of "boom", the whole mountain was shaking violently, and the mountain rocks were cracked, and the wails were endless.

With a "click", the majestic snow-capped mountain was split into two halves from the middle, like an avalanche, endless white snow flew into the big crack, three black whirlpools and black holes flew out of the belly of the mountain, and everywhere they passed, everything was swallowed up, and the violent energy flow in the depths of the dark whirlpool swirled wildly, like an ancient beast opening its mouth to devour the common people.

"Ah...... What kind of evil deed is this, run away. ”

"Bu Hong, I'm #尼玛, and I ...... so much to trap me."

The reactions of the eight young masters were different, some screamed in panic, and some scolded angrily, but the three black vortex black holes did not give them time to vent their anger, a terrifying devouring force rolled in, and the six young masters who fell behind were involuntarily swallowed by the black hole, and the remaining two young masters looked at each other, raised their hands and threw out a few forbidden weapons to explode to block the black hole, winning them a chance to escape.

In the loud sound of "boom", the six young masters were swallowed by the black hole, and the snow peaks that had been split into two halves were closed together again, as if they had not cracked at all and half of them were fused together, and the arrogant and unruly Bu Hong's face turned pale, and his body shook and half knelt on the ground, obviously this set of powerful miraculous skills was extremely draining.

The two young masters who were almost alive in the distance saw Bu Hong half-kneeling on the ground, and they showed a burst of intent, although they were also seriously injured when the forbidden weapon exploded just now, but they obviously didn't want to let go of this good opportunity to kill the big enemy, they quickly exchanged glances, and flew back.

Seeing the two great enemies go and return, Bu Hong slowly raised his head, his eyes flashed with madness, and a cold smile hung on the corner of his lips, he looked up to the sky and roared: "Burial Immortals." Then one of his palms became bright.

"Not good, let's go. ”

The two young masters were extremely frightened of the miraculous feats that Bu Hong had just performed, and they stopped their bodies alive and turned around and rushed into the distance. Only the threat of gnashing teeth remained.

"Bu Hong, you wait, you have killed so many young masters, there will be no place for you in the cultivation world. ”

The two young masters who were ready to take advantage of Bu Hong's exhaustion to kill him were finally defeated by the fear in their hearts, and they were very jealous of Bu Hong's set of absurdity. In the end, he escaped.

On the top of the snow-capped mountain, Bu Hong fought against the top ten young men of the same generation, killed eight people alive and died, and seriously injured two people, such a shocking record, looking at the entire cultivation world, there are a few people of the same generation who can do it, after the two young masters fled, Bu Hong's face flushed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow', he was already seriously injured in the top battle with the top ten young masters, and then forcibly performed the Xuan Gong of the Ground Burial Chapter of the Pan Huang Sutra, which had already reached the end of the strong crossbow, and was finally eaten by the Xuan Gong, and fell weakly on the top of the mountain.

Ding Chuan was dizzy and deeply shocked to see such an amazing fight, first there was an ancient desolate emperor who shook the ancient and the present, raised his hand to destroy the four terrifying and powerful enemies, and then there was a genius Bu Hong, singled out ten young masters, swept away all the enemies, they all used the same root and the same source of exercises, to be precise, half of the exercises, the burial ground of the Panhuang Sutra, it is really hard to imagine how the second half of the Panhuang Sutra is against the sky.

"If I am the first half of the Burial Ground Sutra of Xi Huipan Wilderness, who in the world can stop me, and why can't I repay the deep hatred in the sea of blood......"

When Ding Chuan was stunned, the space in front of him was distorted and shattered again, the towering snow-capped mountains and the figures of Buhong were gradually drifting into light and rain, Ding Chuan was re-placed in the vast starry sky, time and space shuttled quickly beside him, and it was eternal in an instant, maybe a quarter of an hour later, maybe it was tens of millions of years, Ding Chuan's eyes were dark, and he returned to the cold and black sarcophagus again.

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded in Ding Chuan's mind: Once you are in my coffin, you are the next generation inheritor of the Panhuang Sutra, I hope you will not embarrass the ancient wilderness emperor