The spatial rift is no longer enough for them to fear, and a battle of their level, in the final analysis, still requires the collision between bodies, and that is the real contest of strength.

Looking at Meng Yi's flying figure, a hint of solemnity flashed on the mansion master's face, he couldn't imagine that a late-stage god emperor would be able to launch such an attack, even if it was a ghost god powerhouse, he would be afraid of it.

But since you chose to shake hard, how could you, as a proud mansion master, choose to dodge, so you slammed your shot, and the powerful attack flooded everything in the world like a desolate stream, including space, including Meng Yi.

At this time, Meng Yi was so helpless and collapsed, although the attack on his fist was still against the sky, but his figure was floating in the violent air current, helpless and helpless.

He knew that as long as the Mansion Master didn't stop confronting him head-on, he would never be able to get close to the Mansion Master's body no matter what, but Meng Yi's worries were superfluous, how could the Mansion Master give up this opportunity to beat the water dogs, seeing that Meng Yi's body was out of balance, the huge fist reached his eyes in an instant.

Meng Yi smiled, the gap was really too big, he knew that even if he was a peak God Emperor, he could not be the opponent of the Mansion Master's Mansion Master, let alone a small late-stage God Emperor. But as the saying goes, what does it matter to die, a meaningless death is a mediocre death, even if it is death, Lao Tzu must be the man who stands up to the sky and the earth, standing and dying.

The attack power of the fist still did not disappear by half a minute, Meng Yi shouted angrily, the air flow in the bone veins suddenly surged, and the strength of the fist came with a horn sound, and without breathing, the fists of the two were connected together.

Rumble!

In the chaotic space, the breath that was enough to tear apart the entire space was churning.

In the Diyin Mansion, everyone felt a little irritable in the surrounding air, which was a sign of spatial instability, the battle between ghosts and gods could completely destroy the entire space, and at that time, how could there be living creatures within a radius of ten miles, even the antique buildings that had stood for thousands of years would become messy in that crazy atmosphere.

The lord of the mansion was stunned, what did the ancient well Wubo's face show

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The look of shock, this is the strength that a late-stage God Emperor should have, he was injured, and the injury was not light, and the corners of his nose and mouth all exuded a faint black necromantic aura.

Although Meng Yi was already lying in that chaotic space, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, but the mansion master's face was still in disbelief, he couldn't believe all this in front of him, how arrogant his identity was, accepting the admiration of thousands of people, but why was he injured by a late-stage god emperor?

"Imprisoned in prison, his soul is too weak to devour." Just as the mansion master's expression was replaced by a desperate emotion, an old voice pierced through the chaotic space and came.

When the mansion master heard this, his body immediately trembled, and he immediately replied respectfully: "Disciple, let's do it." ”

When Meng Yi woke up, he found that he did not die immediately, and his soul did not disappear as he imagined, but his whole body was very weak. And it was dark in front of me, and there was no sight.

Where is this, Meng Yi groped carefully in this area with doubts, but the impregnable fact told him that this was the prison of the Netherworld, and he was caught.

"Anyone?" In this kind of environment where he couldn't see his five fingers, the weak Meng Yi was really a little unhappy, and roared loudly.

The light turned on suddenly, and the dazzling light made Meng Yi squint his eyes, and then slowly raised his head, only to find that there was a bare copper wall around him, but it was not forged from ordinary metal, not to mention that he was the late stage god emperor, even the ninefold ghost god wanted to tear this metal wall apart, it was impossible not to spend a little time, and how could he break through the wall when he was so weak.

"Awake?" Suddenly, a voice came from the side, eerie like a ghost, without any direction.

Meng Yi's body trembled suddenly, and he raised his head strangely and looked around, there was no special situation, so he tore his throat suspiciously and asked: "That old miscellaneous hair is pretending to be a ghost there, and he has the ability to come out for me, and we will fight for three hundred rounds." ”

"Hahaha, the kid is not small, with your current situation, don't say it

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After 300 rounds of fighting with me, it is estimated that it will only take one round, and you will return to the western sky. The voice carried undisguised ridicule, which made Meng Yi very unhappy.

"Where are you, there is no basis for your words, let's find out first." Meng Yi was angry and replied angrily.

"Do you see that iron window above, as long as you can climb in through that iron window, I will fight you, how about it?"

Meng Yi looked up and saw that there was indeed an iron window about five zhang above his head, so he wanted to take off without thinking about it, but the strange thing was that at this time, he seemed to have no strength, no matter how hard he tried, his body couldn't leave half an inch from the ground, let alone the five-zhang high iron window.

"What's going on?" Meng Yi was shocked in his heart, he obviously felt that the internal force in his body had not disappeared, but why couldn't he even do the simplest escape, and he was terrified in his heart.

"Don't say that you are a little God Emperor powerhouse, even the old man today will never be able to do it, so you just give up." Knowing that at this time, Meng Yi heard that the voice of the person next door was so old, it was obviously an old man.

"But why, how is this iron prison made of?" Meng Yi's expression was only puzzled, but the suffocation in his heart was reduced by half, at least the people in the underworld next door, otherwise they wouldn't have stayed here.

"Have you ever heard of the Origin One?" The old man didn't answer Meng Yi immediately, but changed the question.

Meng Yi's expression moved, how could he not have heard of it, since the beginning of the Sin Continent, he has accepted the inheritance of the origin one, and has been using the power of the origin as one of the biggest backhands for more than ten years, so he asked: "Are you talking about the place surrounded by the Three Realms, the source of energy?" ”

"Hahaha???" The old man laughed, he didn't expect a small God Emperor powerhouse to have such insight, "Then how did you get the power of the Origin in your body?" ”

Meng Yi became more and more depressed, the first time he obtained the origin qi was in the space opened up by the Seven Star Monarch of the Demon Realm, but at that time, the origin power was only a small part, and the breath support of the entire body was still the life qi.

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