Yu Sanjin saw that the other party was not fooled, and he was a little anxious, so he simply stopped and scolded: "You dead old monster, thousands of years old, but you still learn to pretend to be tender, wearing such black clothes, are you going to mourn or what?"

Although the two sides are separated by twenty or thirty miles, above this cloud, there is nothing to obstruct, and the sound transmission effect is excellent.

In addition, Yu Sanjin used mana to transmit his voice, and the voice naturally entered the other party's ears without dropping.

The Yuan Shen was not angry, and looked at him from afar, with an indifferent face.

How could an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, be provoked by him so easily?

Yu Sanjin saw that the other party was not in the trap, and then scolded: "Aren't you coveting the natural treasures on the uncle?

After scolding, he didn't wait for the other party to react, and hurriedly cast the Void Escape Step and flew in the direction of the Evil King.

At the same time, he used his divine thoughts to scold the evil king: "Why are you making such a big noise?

The King of Evil replied, "Didn't you say that you were being chased and killed? I just want to make some noise and scare the other party away!"

Yu Sanjin said angrily: "Hurry up and restrain the coercion on your body, you will be chased and killed by him for 200,000 miles, if you don't breathe out, I will be sick!"

"Okay, I'll gather my breath, and you bring him over! Isn't it just a fight? I'll breathe this for you!" said the King of Evil.

Suddenly, the roar in the distant sky stopped abruptly, and even a trace of coercion and aura disappeared.

The black-clothed primordial god looked puzzled and said to himself, "Why did that terrifying existence suddenly disappear? Could it be that it was just passing through here before?"

Although he was suspicious, he didn't act rashly, he just used his divine sense to lock on Yu Sanjin's traces and watched from afar.

Yu Sanjin didn't stop, and quickly flew in the direction where the Evil King was, and with the speed of his Void Retreat, it only took an hour to reach the location of the Evil King.

Since this black-clothed old monster is chasing and killing him, he will naturally not give up easily, as long as he is sure that the evil king is gone, he will definitely chase after him.

Ten breaths later, the black-clothed primordial god released his divine sense, sensing the movement on the side of the evil king, but he didn't notice anything.

He frowned, muttered for a long time, seemed to have made up his mind, his body melted into the folds of space, and chased after Yu Sanjin.

How did he know that at this time, the King of Evil was deep underground, using the Escape Technique, and quickly rushed to the location where Yu Sanjin was.

No matter how strong the divine sense is, it can only detect the soil layer within a hundred zhang, and no matter how deep the position is, unless it is an old monster of Yuantian, otherwise, the divine sense cannot penetrate the soil layer outside a hundred zhang.

In addition, the Escape Technique is a rare supernatural power, as a corpse spirit, the Demon King has a natural affinity with the earth, so he can naturally use it, but for monks, unless there is a mysterious inheritance, they do not want to practice this kind of magical power.

Yu Sanjin hurried by himself, although the speed slowed down, but there was ten breaths of time to lay the foundation before, and the distance between him and the black-clothed Yuan Shen had already reached eight hundred and fifty miles, and the Yuan Shen couldn't catch up at all in a short time.

After another dozen breaths of exercise, the black-clothed primordial god suddenly appeared in front of him, stopped him, and said with a playful smile: "Boy, I see where else you can escape!"

Yu Sanjin looked calm: "Uncle, I won't run away!"

Through his thoughts, he knew that the Shah King was underground, ready to rush up at any time.

"Don't you want to run away? Do you want to repeat the old trick again? Let me tell you, you won't be able to escape this time, because I have already set a ban within a radius of a hundred miles!"

"Uncle doesn't run away, what can you do to me?" Yu Sanjin said indifferently.

"Looking for death!" The black-clothed Yuan Shen's eyes were cold, and a big True Yuan hand grabbed Yu Sanjin.

Dealing with a spirit pill monk, he naturally didn't move his true character.

At this moment, a tall body with a lofty spirit blocked in front of Yu Sanjin, and said with murderous intent: "Who dares to bully my brother?"

I saw him wave his big hand, and the black-clothed Yuan God's True Yuan big hand collapsed instantly.

"Who are you?" said the black-clothed Yuan Shen's eyes shrank and said with a solemn expression.

The king didn't bother to pay attention to him, but he opened his mouth and blew it, and the clouds within a radius of hundreds of miles were blown away by him, revealing a clear blue sky.

He said to Yu Sanjin: "You wait for me thousands of miles away first, and you can leave it to me here! He is only in the early stage of the Yuan Shen and can't run away!"

Yu Sanjin didn't say a word, and flew into the distance with the Void Retreat.

The black-clothed primordial god looked at the evil king and said coldly: "You are very confident!"

The King of Evil snorted coldly and said, "Against you, there is no self-confidence or self-confidence, let's die!"

I saw that a dark evil qi was instantly born on his body, exuding bursts of terrifying cold qi, and with a wave of his big hand, those evil qi rushed straight towards the black-clothed Yuan Shen like a stray bullet.

The black-clothed primordial god didn't dare to hold it up, but he saw that his mind moved, and the golden light of the Dao Dao condensed from around his body, turning into a majestic giant sword, blocking in front of the evil qi.

"Is it the power of Gengjin?" said the King of Evil indifferently.

With a bow of his body, he instantly turned into a hundred-zhang corpse spirit, and the fangs on the side of his mouth spit out, exuding bursts of cold aura.

I saw that his body was vertical, and he pulled the giant sword with both hands, and the golden light suddenly shattered, and soon melted into nothingness.

The Evil King did not stop, and pounced on the black-clothed primordial god.

"What the hell is this? Ignoring my Gengjin power! Looking at this, it doesn't seem to be an ordinary primordial god!" The black-clothed primordial god was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

Where would the evil king let him go, I saw him open his mouth and take a breath, and a tornado hit the other party on the flat ground, which was filled with endless yin and evil qi.

The black-clothed primordial god's whole body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move, and said with a panicked expression: "You are an evil thing?"

The evil king sneered: "Evil sister, Lao Tzu is a corpse!"

As soon as the body leaned over, the huge fangs were about to pierce the opponent.

Where would the black-clothed primordial god sit still, I saw that he pinched the trick in his hand, and a delicate golden sword escaped from his eyebrows, but on it, there was an incomparably terrifying coercion, which was more than a hundred times sharper than the previous Binggeng golden giant sword.

"Excalibur, duh!" shouted the black-clothed primordial god.

The Demon King sensed the terrifying mana fluctuations on the golden sword, and hurriedly retreated, but the golden sword followed him like a shadow and chased after him.

"You actually have an innate spirit treasure in your body?" said the Demon King as he fled, and it seemed that he was not panicking.

"Hahaha......" The black-clothed primordial god laughed loudly, "I didn't expect you to have a little bit of insight as an evil thing! You should be proud to die under my divine sword!"

In the process of flying, the body of the Demon King instantly became smaller, and he circled, leading the small golden sword and rushing towards the black-clothed primordial god.

The black-clothed primordial god's eyes shrank, and he quickly dodged away.

At this moment, the Demon King's body was stunned, and he sneered: "Cast a spirit treasure in front of me that is not fully conceived?

With that, he turned around and spat out a mouthful of filthy black blood at the golden sword, which exuded an incomparably foul smell, as if it had been extracted from the Nine Hells.