Chapter 847
"Or do you really think you are the Number One Person under Saint?"
Zhang Heng's body was shining, and the evil spirit burst out, extremely terrifying Murderous intention is permeating, and even the cry of dead souls is coming from Heavenly Void, and Ye Xuan is locked firmly by an unpredictable murderous intention, as if the next moment is about to attack Ye Xuan.
"Do you want to die?"
Ye Xuan slightly narrows the eyes, a cruel smile outlines from the corner of his mouth, although Zhang Heng is a Quasi-Saint, but he Ye Xuan's eyes are no different from the ants, because he is beyond Quasi-Saint's existence, and he wants to kill Zhang Heng with just a few fingers.
"haha!"
Zhang Heng laughed wildly, as if he had heard a big joke. The look towards Ye Xuan was like seeing a dead person, and it contained a strong The color of disdain.
"Boy, I don’t care if you are a Spiritual Mountain Buddha or demons and ghosts. No one in this underworld dares to impudent the emperor. The emperor can give you a chance as long as you submit now. to me, this emperor can let you live." Zhang Hengyin said coldly.
“en? ”
Looking at Zhang Heng's confident and innocent look, Ye Xuan eyebrows slightly frowned, a touch of surprise passed through him within both eyes, just because Zhang Heng was too Overconfidence, self-confidence to a kind of fundamentally blind and arrogant situation.
And the most interesting thing for Ye Xuan is that the three Ghost Emperors behind Zhang Heng, the eyes looking towards Zhang Heng at this moment are even more fearful, obviously Zhang Heng must have some terrible means.
Ye Xuan’s vision is so vicious. Zhang Heng is definitely not a rash man, he is even more impossible, he is an arrogant man. When he first entered the underworld, he injured Yellow Springs mother-in-law with a single blow, which attracted Po Meng. He pleaded, sitting with Netherworld River Old Ancestor at this moment, which proved that he was extremely terrifying in Quasi-Saint.
And Zhang Heng is by no means stupid, and he can definitely feel that Ye Xuan's cultivation base is surpassing him, but he has no fear, as if he is sure about Ye Xuan.
This scale is weird!
Ye Xuan slightly narrows the eyes, he made the judgment in an instant, but he didn’t care about it, because no matter what Zhang Heng has, it’s not worth mentioning for him, unless Zhang Heng can ask for it. A Saint, otherwise Ye Xuan wants to kill this person only in the palm of his hand.
"Zhang Heng, do you want to court death?"
Ye Xuan hasn't spoken yet, and the Netherworld River Old Ancestor has already got up. He still has some understanding of Zhang Heng. Although his own cultivation base is It is Quasi-Saint, but there is still a huge gap compared with him.
"Netherworld River, I respect your Old Ancestor, you must not mistake yourself." Zhang Heng scolded coldly.
"Bold."
Zhang Heng is merely a trifling of a Northern Ghost Emperor. In his Netherworld River Old Ancestor's eyes, he is not a who thing at all, if not for some chance of cultivation to Quasi-Saint In the realm, where would you be qualified to talk to him today?
But today Zhang Heng even utterly talked about him. If Netherworld River Old Ancestor didn't teach him some lessons, wouldn't everyone in the underworld watch his Netherworld River Old Ancestor joke?
hong long long!
The sea of blood is overwhelming, the baleful aura is boundless, and the Netherworld River Old Ancestor is definitely one of the very best great character of the underworld. He created the Asura family, and it is also known that the sea of blood does not wither. The Netherworld River does not die. The terrifying and terrifying might directly caused a tumultuous turmoil in the world, and the extremely terrifying murderous intention was locked on Zhang Heng's body.
"Dead!"
hua hua hua!
Netherworld River Old Ancestor doesn’t have any nonsense at all, he flips his hand over millions li, the sea of blood breeds in the void , The void of heaven and earth is collapsing every inch, bringing the spirit of Exterminating All Living Things towards Zhang Heng.
"haha."
In the face of the terrible blow of the Netherworld River Old Ancestor, Zhang Heng was not afraid of it, but his face showed disdain, as if he hadn't Put Netherworld River Old Ancestor in your eyes.
"Netherworld River, let you see the Spirit Treasure of the Emperor."
Zhang Heng laughed wildly, and didn't see what he was doing. He just turned over the beckoned and a white jade Xiaoding appeared. In the palm of his palm, and what happened next directly stunned the crowd in the underworld onlookers.
"Come!"
weng!
Zhang Heng throws the white jade Xiaoding off his hand, and the world is suddenly disillusioned, and the white jade Xiaoding Although it seems unpretentious and without any breath leaking, the million li blood sea played by Netherworld River Old Ancestor was swallowed by the white jade Xiaoding, and then fell back to Zhang Heng's hands again.
"Impossible!"
When Netherworld River Old Ancestor saw this scene before him, he made a sound of horror, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
Know that his terrifying art of blood is extremely terrifying, and it contains the most terrifying air, let alone Quasi-Saint dare not get the slightest bit of it, even if the Innate Spirit Treasure is contaminated, you will lose spirituality. Turned into a residue, the white jade Xiaoding in Zhang Heng's hands actually swallowed his blood sea magic, which is simply a fantasy story.
"haha."
Zhang Heng laughed wildly. He held the tripod with one hand and was embarrassed. He even more contemptuously looked towards Netherworld River Old Ancestor and said: "Netherworld River, I am here No one can kill me unless Saint is dead. How about your cultivation base is higher than me?"
"Your Majesty divine ability is boundless, I will admire it."
The three Ghost Emperor bowed and bowed, their postures were extremely humble. Obviously the three of them had suffered from this baby. They were able to acknowledge allegiance to Zhang Heng because of the white jade Xiaoding in Zhang Heng's hands. Today even the Netherworld River Old Ancestor Unable to do anything about Zhang Heng, this also made the three Ghost Emperors even more sure that Zhang Heng is no one to rule.
"Fengdu, hand over the Life and Death Record, and from then on submit to me, this emperor will spare you." Zhang Heng suddenly looked back towards the Great Emperor, and his face showed a hideous look.
"How could this happen?"
Fengdu Great Emperor was dumbfounded, and his complexion was already extremely pale. Even the Netherworld River Old Ancestor could not pose a threat to Zhang Heng. Is it true today? Is it your own ruin?
"What treasure is that Xiaoding, it is so terrifying?"
"so that's how it is, so that's how it is, no wonder the Northern Ghost Emperor didn't use the Netherworld River Old Ancestor In his eyes, he has this divine object and he has no fear of anyone."
"Hey, I thought that Feng had invited the Netherworld River to form a group with the Buddha of the Netherworld, and he would surely be able to regain control of the five ghost domains. It seems to have no effect at all now."
The figures in the underworld were in an uproar, and the eyes looking towards Zhang Heng were obviously awed, because the white jade Xiaoding in Zhang Heng’s hands was too terrifying. Even the Netherworld River Old Ancestor can't help him.
Just as the capital of the Great Emperor was falling into decadence, the Netherworld River Old Ancestor's face was ashamed and angry, and all the figures in the underworld were talking in an uproar, no one noticed how unstable Ye Xuan was at this moment.
Appeared?
Appeared again?
Has the third Xiaoding appear again?
Ye Xuan set off an overflowing heaven stormy seas in his heart. He stared at the white jade Xiaoding in Zhang Heng's hands. He believed that he was right. The two white jade Xiaoding and Xiaoding he got in the past Zhang Heng's hands are exactly the same. If the only difference is that the texture of the small tripod in Zhang Heng's hands is slightly complicated, it can be used as a treasure for him.