"Soul Dao space? seems to be a little understood!"

Fang Zonghuangsu's eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately understood what was going on with the surrounding walls.

It seems that the other party seems to have divided the surrounding heaven and earth into sections, blocking the heaven and earth, and using pieces of heaven and earth cages as walls to block their own way.

No matter how fast Kunpeng's body method was, it couldn't be faster than the speed at which the soul crocodile could cast the spell, and the surrounding heaven and earth were blocked at the slightest thought, and Fang Zong naturally couldn't escape.

Now, if you want to break out, you must break through the shackles of the surrounding world.

"Purple Pole Divine Mang!"

Fang Zong let out a soft snort, and as soon as he raised his right hand, a grain of starlight smaller than a grain of rice was suspended in his hand, and as soon as he pointed out, the starlight flew away at an extremely fast speed, landing on the blocked "wall".

Starlight suddenly released an astonishing and terrifying dazzling light, and it burst out in an instant, and the endless power burst out in an instant, like explosives, and actually blasted a gap in the sealed heaven and earth.

Such a terrifying power was much more powerful than the Purple Pole Divine Light that Fang Zong had cast in the past.

This was a big surprise to the soul crocodile.

Generally, the fighting method of the strong above the realm of heaven and man is stronger than the law of the Great Dao of tall people.

Its comprehension of the law is even worse than that of Fang Zong, so the heaven and earth blocked by the law can stop Fang Zong, but the subtlety of Fang Zong's law cannot stop the soul crocodile, which is the difference between the strength and weakness of the law of the two avenues.

However, Fang Zong was actually able to use this method to forcibly blast open the law seal released by the soul crocodile, which was greatly unexpected.

It wasn't just the soul crocodile that was surprised, even Fang Zong was surprised by the changes in front of him.

The mysteries of the laws displayed by this soul crocodile turned out to be nothing more than the strength of the heavenly and human level, and it was not as terrifying as the powerhouses of the fairy realm at all.

If it was the law of the Immortal Realm powerhouse, it would be difficult to break through unless Fang Zong summoned the Yuan Devouring Ant clone.

What is going on? Fang Zong was puzzled.

"No matter, run away quickly!" Fang Zong couldn't think so much, and he was about to rush out of the broken law passage.

However, the soul crocodile's movements were faster, Fang Zong had just blasted through the "wall", and in the next second, he was blocked again.

At the same time, a stone tablet flew out of the soul crocodile's eyebrows, falling from the sky and smashing towards Fang Zong.

When the stele flew out, it was only the size of a zhang, but when it fell, it had become as huge as a mountain, and it fell with a bang, and there was a terrifying netherworld aura on it.

On the stele, countless scriptures were carved, and when the stele was sacrificed, there was a burst of recitation of the scriptures, and the sound was in the ears, but it only made people feel mysterious, and they could not hear what the scriptures said.

The ghostly aura is flourishing, and it is a faint green light, lingering on the stone tablet.

As the stele fell, Fang Zong felt as if the soul of the Dream Immortal's incarnation was about to be stripped alive, and an extraordinary terrifying suction force surged from the stele, making Fang Zong's soul feel a little unstable.

"What is this?"

Fang Zong's expression was horrified, and his whole body flashed with golden light, stabilizing his soul.

As for those dead souls, they were not so lucky, and in the soul river, endless dead souls rushed out, surging into the quilt.

Under the surging of endless souls, the stone tablet became even more gloomy and terrifying, and the ghostly aura was almost surging in front of Fang Zong.

However, it seems that this soul-devouring ability is not the true power of the stone tablet, and the next thing is the main thing.

I saw that after the stele devoured a large number of unjust souls, it seemed to have gained sufficient strength, and an illusory figure gradually appeared on the stele.

That figure, sitting alone on the throne, overlooking all beings, but even if he looked up, he couldn't see his face clearly, and the face of that figure seemed to be forever shrouded in a layer of fog, making it impossible to see through.

"Soul ...... Come ......"

The long, silent voice echoed, as if a late emperor was roaring unwillingly.

But even so, this heavy voice was still full of coercion.

"Soul ...... Go to ......"

The voice slowly fell, and in front of the phantom, a vast long river appeared, rushing out towards Fang Zong.

At this moment, Fang Zong seemed to see a terrible picture.

There are countless heroic revisionists who go against the sky, rise to the sky, and want to fight against this long river, but in the end, they are all defeated under this long river, and then let out an unwilling roar, which is washed down by the long river.

This scene passed by his eyes quickly, and it actually distracted him in an instant.

"Not good!"

Fang Zong secretly screamed, his tenacious Dao Heart played an extremely important role at this moment, pulling his mind out of the powerless pictures.

Looking at the long river that washed over, Fang Zong unconsciously muttered: "The long river of the Netherworld......

Even Fang Zong himself didn't know where he heard the name, but it seemed to have become the name of that long river all of a sudden.

After Fang Zong's words fell, on the stone stele, the green light was flourishing, and the ancient words that were entangled by the ghostly aura turned into streamers, jumped out of the stone stele, and poured into the long river.

Suddenly, the long river became more brilliant, soaring to hundreds of zhang wide, and falling into the sky.

The terrifying coercion contained in it, the heavy ghostly aura, made Fang Zong's heart tremble.

This is the path that belongs to the Netherworld, and this long river is the embodiment of the Netherworld Dao.

It seems that there is a world-famous figure who created this terrible Netherworld Dao, or rather, that person has mastered the Netherworld Dao, but no matter what, this Netherworld Dao appeared in front of Fang Zong.

This place is the Soul River, the place where the Netherworld aura is the strongest, and when it erupts at this time, even Fang Zong feels struggling.

Before he really made contact, the coercion in it had already pressed Fang Zong to retreat again and again.

He stepped back a foot, and the river fell, as if it was about to push him into the river of souls.

Fang Zong's body kept retreating, and he was about to fall into the soul river, being devoured by countless unjust souls.

It's too late, it's fast, Fang Zong's eyes that kept retreating shot out two rays of essence, and his whole body of cultivation gushed out, and it was at this moment that he stopped his tendency to retreat and forcibly withstood the pressure of the long river.

In a flash, an extra gourd appeared in his hand.

As he drank the wine in the gourd, a blazing sword intent rushed out of his body.

"Ah......" jumped up from the river of souls, and the souls of the dead who wanted to climb above the body were shrouded by the sword intent, and they turned into invisible in an instant, and they could only let out a hasty scream, and then disappeared completely.

The sword qi of the sword washing wine emerged from Fang Zong's body, not only killing those souls who wanted to take Fang Zong's body, but also counteracting the coercion of the Netherworld.

Fang Zong's eyes were shining, his essence was like electricity, and he looked up at the phantom behind the long river, and there was no joy or sadness on his face.

His eyes moved slightly, his hands were firmly pinched, and he slowly pointed out.

Airplanes!

The sword qi was like a roar, buzzing, and it was at this moment that it rose to the sky and went against the sky.

Even though the Netherworld River is mighty, this sword qi is extremely surging, with a domineering and arrogant momentum, it goes upstream, and actually resists the surging and falling Netherworld River.

The aura of the Netherworld River was heavy, but Fang Zong's sword aura was equally amazing.

It was not the sword qi of ordinary people, but the sword qi cultivated by the Qing Emperor in the past, which was extremely powerful, if it weren't for the fact that Fang Zong had never been able to withstand the sword qi in the sword washing wine, I am afraid that he would not have been able to exert the Qing Emperor's extraordinary attacking spirit.

The Netherworld Long River and the Blue Emperor's sword qi collided, and the two soon fell into a stalemate, refusing to let each other go, and it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

The soul crocodile felt the power of the Blue Emperor's sword qi, and was also taken aback.

The stone tablet it sacrificed was enough to suppress all the monks of the Heavenly Demon Realm, but the man in front of him could actually use such a sword qi to cut it to a draw.

Moreover, when the soul crocodile saw that sword qi, the two blood-red eyes also showed a hint of remembrance, as if they had some contact with the owner of this sword qi.

Thundered......

Finally, the sword qi of the Blue Emperor was the sword qi left by the Qinghuang after all, and it actually broke through the Netherworld, rushed to the sky, and cut through the long river of the Netherworld, and the remaining sword qi was draped on the body of the soul crocodile, but it did not let the soul crocodile be hurt at all.

Although the Qinghuang sword qi is strong, it is not the strength of the Qinghuang itself after all, it is just the sword qi left by him when he washed the sword, and it is already extremely terrifying to be able to break through the Netherworld, how can it cause any damage to the soul crocodile?

Fang Zong's eyes flickered slightly, he could see now that the real power of the sword washing wine was not the wine in it, but this gourd.

In the gourd, there is a sword intent of the Green Emperor, it is really such a sword intent, just pour in the wine, you can brew a sword washing wine full of the sword qi of the Green Emperor.

"What a young emperor, he really deserves to be a hero!" Fang Zong admired in his heart, and looked at the soul crocodile, even more confident.

Although he can't use the full power of the sword washing wine, if he uses it against the soul crocodile, even if he can't defeat the other party, it shouldn't be a problem to fight a draw to protect himself.

The soul crocodile opened its mouth and swallowed the stone tablet in one gulp.

I didn't know what the soul crocodile wanted to do, but I saw the soul crocodile's two eyes like a lake of blood staring at Fang Zong, and there was an indescribable strange charm in his eyes.

After looking at Fang Zong for a while, the soul crocodile's eyes fell on the wine gourd in Fang Zong's hand again.

It seemed that he was a little afraid of the sword qi of the Qinghuang Sword Wine, and the soul crocodile let out a low roar, and two huge nostrils spewed out two hot gases, and then, he turned around and jumped into the soul river, and he didn't even fight.

Fang Zongden breathed a sigh of relief.