"Stinky boy!" On the way, Abe Qingming deliberately took a step behind and pulled Suhang's arm.

"Huh?"

Su Hang looked at Abe Qingming in some surprise.

"That Northern Buddha is a bit weird, with his strength, Shou Yuan should be unlimited. But I could smell the death coming out of him......" Mr. Abe said.

"Dead air?"

Su Hang was stunned.

"Hmm. The so-called death gas, you can also understand it as corpse gas, and only people who are dying emit this smell. In other words, this Northern Buddha's body has begun to decay, and Shou Yuan has come to an end." Harumaki Abe's expression was serious.

Onmyoji observes the heavens and measures good fortune and evil This is the most basic ability, and as a legendary great onmyoji, he can naturally do it.

"Can that be solved?"

Su Hang glanced at the Northern Buddha who was flying side by side with Su Zhiqiu, talking and laughing, and frowned.

Although it was the first time they had met, this Northern Buddha gave Suzhou and Hangzhou the feeling of being like an amiable old man.

He didn't want such a person to die.

"No, the Onmyoji can measure good luck and evil. But this Northern Buddha's body has rotted, and in a sense, he has stepped into the ghost gate." Abe Harumi sighed and continued, "It's just that I can't figure it out, such a person should have an infinite lifespan. Why did it come to an end...... He must have known it himself."

「……」

When Su Hang heard this, he frowned for a while, but if the Northern Buddha knew about it, then the old man should also know about it.

All his skills were taught by the old man, and the old man couldn't do it, and he couldn't have the art of returning to heaven.

I can only sigh.

Trample!

During the exchange between Su Hang and Abe Qingming, several people came to an ancient altar.

"It's here! This altar is the passage to the fourth level, and from the fourth level onwards, there are no beast killers."

When the voice fell, Su Zhiqiu and the Northern Buddha looked at each other and stepped directly onto the altar.

Seeing this, Su Hang and the others hurriedly followed.

As the group stepped onto the altar, an invisible force enveloped them all.

Another place.

Chen Qingyin's face was gloomy, and he smashed the wall in front of him directly with one punch: "Ahhhh Why is this happening?"

Chen Qingyin is a very arrogant person!

He was defeated by the White Dragon, but the White Dragon was only slightly better.

Chen Qingyin has been practicing in retreat all these years. This time in the ancient battlefield, he thought he would be able to be ashamed.

I didn't want to meet the white dragon again, and the gap between the two was like a chasm.

What made Chen Qingyin even more devastated was that not only the white dragon, but even Abe Qingming and Hades could easily defeat themselves.

「……」

Chen Qingyin's disciples also looked at each other.

Today they are embarrassed, in their hearts, the invincible Chen Qingyin has been defeated so badly.

"You have the breath of Suzhou and Hangzhou on you, have you seen that kid?" At this moment, a cold voice sounded. z.br>

Chen Qingyin and the others turned around to look, only to see a group of five people quietly appearing in front of them.

It is Chu Tianfeng, Arakawa, and the three nobles!

"Who are you?"

Chen Qingyin frowned, these five people could appear in front of them silently, and their strength was by no means simple.

"Now I'm asking you something, tell me, where is the surname Su......" Chu Tianfeng said coldly.

Chu Tianfeng was defeated by Su Hangzhou several times, and he was also very unconvinced.

And this Ancient Battlefield is their last chance. They had to kill Su Hang. With the blood of Su Hang, to resurrect the ancient gods.

Rebel against the Heavenly Palace!

"On what basis shall I tell you?"

Chen Qingyin was in an extremely unhappy mood at the moment, and when he saw Chu Tianfeng daring to talk to him like this, he couldn't help but turn dark.

"Don't say yes?"

The corners of Chu Tianfeng's mouth slanted, and his right hand grabbed the void.

"Be careful!" Chen Qingyin only felt a chill rise, and hurriedly reminded his subordinates behind him.

Puff puff!

But his reminder was still too late, and hundreds of red threads rushed up on the ground.

It was just a moment of effort, and all of Chen Qingyin's hundreds of disciples were pierced by those silk threads.

Straight down in a pool of blood.

"Now, do you still say that?" Killing those people, Chu Tianfeng turned his gaze to Chen Qingyin again.

"Ahhh

Chen Qingyin didn't think that these people would dare to kill his disciples.

The previous grievances broke out in an instant at this moment, and he sacrificed a war knife and killed Chu Tianfeng directly.

"The mantis arm is a car!" Chu Tianfeng's face showed disdain, his voice fell, and those red silk threads rushed up again, winding around the other party.

"Blood Knife Realm!"

Seeing this, Chen Qingyin held the war knife with both hands and slashed it out.

Click!

But his current weapon is nothing more than an ordinary spiritual weapon, and the moment it touches the silk thread, it is directly split in two.

Smashing the big knife, Chu Tianfeng violently exerted force, and those silk threads tightened instantly, and Chen Qingyin didn't have time to respond.

The body was cut open by silk threads and scattered all over the ground.