Using space means to shake the King of Growth, Yan Wushen did not stop and instead rushed towards King of Gwangmu, using the method of space to the extreme, arrived instantly, and slapped out with a palm.

An invisible wave was released from Yan Wushen's palm. Wherever he passed, the space collapsed, forming a terrifying vacuum area.

"Everything becomes empty."

The eyes of the King of Guangmu shrank, "The Way of Origin."

Without any hesitation, the King of Guangmu hurriedly took action to mobilize the power of the realm he had mastered, and used a large amount of earth feng shui and fire to create a miniature world, hidden in his palm, which was quite similar to the great powers and the Buddha's kingdom in his palm.

"Click."

Yan Wushen's palm power was extremely strange. There was no big noise during the collision, but the miniature world in the King of Guangmu exploded.

Endless Feng Shui and fire surged, and the destructive aura spread out, condensing four hideous giant dragons and pounced towards Yan Wushen.

The four giant dragons are extremely solid, lifelike, and exuding an extremely terrifying aura, enough to tear ordinary powerful people into pieces.

However, before they approached Yan Wushen, they were disintegrated by an invisible force, turning into tiny particles that were invisible to the naked eye, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The King of Guangmu had a solemn expression and whispered: "What a world of things are gone, and Yan Wushen's attainment in the Original Way has reached such a level."

Yan Wushen has always been very mysterious. The dragon has no head but no tail. Naturally, there are very few information about him.

Some top-notch strong people may know that Yan Wushen is the control of space, but few people know that he is also the control of the origin, and have cultivated these two ancient ways to an extremely high level.

The main reason is that Yan Wushen simply disdains to use the ancient way of dealing with ordinary strong people.

Only the top powerhouses of the Four Heavenly Kings can allow Yan Wushen to use all the means without reservation.

After all, the four heavenly kings have mastered the extremely powerful power of the realm and can be compared with the nine eternal ways.

Thousands of miles apart, the spirit of the Hundred Dragons Minghuang Armor was still hidden behind the huge rocks, completely retracting its own breath, eating the jerky meat of the Holy King Realm barbarian beasts while paying attention to the battle in the distance.

"Space power plus original power, this junior of the Yan Luo clan is so powerful. The controller of the two ancient ways has never appeared for many years."

Seeing Yan Wushen's methods, Jinlong couldn't help but be shocked.

Even in the Middle Ages 100,000 years ago, it had never seen a few peerless geniuses that could rival Yan Wushen, let alone transcendence.

Of course, the strength of the four heavenly kings also surprised the Golden Dragon. The power that can be compared with the nine eternal paths is extremely rare, and even fewer can be passed down.

On the other hand, the King of Duowen activated the Chaos Colored Treasure Umbrella, and eighty-one pearls shone, forming an extremely dazzling treasure light, brushing towards Prajna like lightning.

Prajna stood in front of the door of fate, and her hands were extremely quick to form mysterious seals. A golden Buddha light appeared on her body, turning into a golden Buddha lotus, wrapping her in it.

The Buddha lotus is like cast from divine gold, exuding a sense of immortality in Vajra, and all things are not invaded.

The treasure light released by the Chaos Color Treasure Umbrella is said to be brushing everything, but this time there was an accident and it failed to achieve the expected effect.

Beyond the golden Buddha lotus, countless golden Buddhas appeared, sitting cross-legged in the void, reciting the supreme scriptures of the Buddha's sect together, and protecting Prajna perfectly.

The Prajna treasure is solemn, like a female Bodhisattva walking on the earth, holding a string of ancient Buddhist beads in her hand, emitting vast Buddha power.

"The Buddhist holy art and a string of rosary beads left by the ancient Buddha are interesting." A strange color appeared in Yan Wushen's eyes.

You should know that Prajna is the underworld clan. Logically speaking, she should be very afraid of the power of Buddhism, but she is not only not afraid, but also able to cultivate a powerful Buddhist power, which is actually an alternative.

Yan Wushen could see that the Buddhist beads in Prajna's hand were not a powerful treasure, but they contained an extremely pure and vast Buddha power, which could be of great help to practice and perform Buddhist holy arts.

If it weren't for the power of the Buddhist bead amplification sage, Prajna would have been unable to withstand the attack of the Hunyuan Bead Umbrella just now.

Seeing this scene, Jin Long couldn't help but widen his eyes, "It's fine to practice the way of fate. She, a tribe, can still practice Buddhism at the same time. It's weird, it's really weird. Master Long has been sleeping for 100,000 years. Is there such a big change in the world?"

It was rare to see six extraordinary young men when they came out. Jin Long really didn't know what to say.

It feels like I am back in the Middle Ages, with all kinds of people and monsters emerging one after another, and hundreds of boats competing for the current.

In the blink of an eye, the golden dragon ate all the jerky meat that the dragon claws were holding. He was about to take out another piece, but hesitated. "The inventory is not much, so I have to save some food. Oh, I didn't expect that Master Long would even have a problem with eating and drinking. It was better to follow the heads of the Zhang family in the past. He could eat whatever he wanted. Unlike now, he had to make careful calculations about eating some jerky meat."

"Why was the prodigal son of the Zhang family harmed by a woman? Even Master Long's body fell into the hands of this woman from the Nether clan. Why did I live so hard for Master Long?"

While complaining, the Golden Dragon still took out another piece of dried beast meat, and only food can give it some spiritual comfort.

As soon as he took a bite, Jinlong suddenly noticed something and couldn't help but turn his head to one side.

Apart from each other, the golden dragon also saw the majestic yin energy surging, like a tide and tsunami, surging.

In the rich yin energy, countless ghost shadows flashed, as well as gray-white ancient corpses and hideous white skeletons.

"Huh? The army of the three tribes in the Hell Realm actually dared to run outside."

A strange color appeared in the golden dragon's eyes.

The Yinzhan Mountains are an ancient battlefield. I don’t know how many creatures have been buried. They are a place with extremely heavy Yin energy, which is not much different from the underworld in the Eastern Region.

Since the Hell Realm broke through the former cracks of Kunlun Realm, the Yin Burial Mountains have also become a battlefield of merit, and countless armies of ghost clans, bone clans and corpse clans gathered here.

However, the real battlefield is in the hidden space of the Yinzang Mountains. The armies on both sides rarely appear outside the Yinzang Mountains.

Otherwise, with the Yinzhan Mountains as the center, I am afraid that tens of thousands of miles will have already turned into a scorched earth, and it is impossible for Anning Town to exist.

The golden dragon has been in the Yin Burial Mountains, and is not unfamiliar with these hell army.

In a moment, the army of Hell Realm had come close to him, surrounding Yan Wushen, Prajna and the four heavenly kings.

Among the Yin Qi, powerful auras soared into the sky.

Although there are not many army gathered in Hell Realm, they are extremely strong, and their cultivation is above the holy realm, and there are many top powerhouses in the holy king realm.

As the yin energy surged, three extremely tall figures appeared. A red-haired ghost king, a dark golden bone king, and a bronze-colored corpse king, all of which emitted an extremely powerful aura, and many terrifying strange phenomena appeared around him, like a demon god.

Yan Wushen's eyes faintly swept over the three powerful men who showed their bodies, "Yu Lin, Jin Lie, Yuan Jue, it turns out that it is you three."

There are countless powerful people in the Hell Realm, but not many people can make Yan Wushen remember his name.

The fact that Yan Wushen was able to report the names of these three strong men shows that their strength must be at the top level in the hell world.

"We will naturally not miss the opportunity to deal with the four heavenly kings of the Heavenly Palace. If we can kill one or two, the heavenly palace will definitely hurt." The red-haired ghost king smiled.

The four heavenly kings stood side by side, looking at the army of hell that was coming with cold eyes.

The King of Guangmu raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "A group of mobs dares to run out and get upset."

"roar."

The red dragon wrapped around the arm of the Guangmu Heavenly King flew out, and his body quickly grew bigger and made a roar of shocking dragons.

"You dare."

The three strong men who appeared all shouted loudly and hurriedly took action to protect their troops.

"Bang."

Even though the three strong men were extremely fast, they still could not completely resist the sound of dragon roars. A small number of large troops were directly shaken off their bodies and spirits.

Immediately afterwards, the red dragon opened its mouth and squirted out extremely terrifying red flames, as if it could burn the sky and boil the sea.

This kind of flame is extremely yang and strong, extremely domineering. It can be said to be the nemesis of the power of evil. It is used to deal with the three tribes in the hell realm, which is the most suitable one.

"Hmph, let me destroy it."

The King of Ghosts Snorked coldly, and a grim ghost hand stuck out.

The majestic Yin and Ghost Aura condensed, which was extremely sticky, and turned into liquid state.

For a moment, a torrent of black rain fell in the sky.

"laugh."

When the black rain touches the red flame, it will immediately evaporate.

Correspondingly, the power of the red flame is also suppressed and is slowly becoming weaker.

"Form a formation."

The King of Golden Bones, wearing dark golden white bones, shouted in a dry voice.

Suddenly, the strong men of the three tribes immediately took action, formed a strange formation at the fastest speed, combined each other's strength, and gathered them on the three powerful men.

For a moment, the aura of the three powerful men surged, and their bodies were also raised one end accordingly.

"Four Heavenly Kings, let you see the power of the Yinsha Demon Banner."

The King of Ghosts said in a cold tone.

While speaking, a pitch-black magic banner flew out of its body, swelling in the wind, and instantly turned into a thousand feet long. The banner surface was painted with a large number of mysterious secret patterns, each with a strange power to capture the soul.

This demon banner is obtained by the three powerful men in the Yindun Mountains. It is a treasure lost in the Middle Ages. It is extremely powerful. As it shakes, the Yin wind roars and the demons dance.

The reason why they dared to face the four heavenly kings and master the demon banner was an extremely important reason.

Even if they can't stand it, as long as the demon banner is in hand, they will be sure to protect themselves.

"It seems that you three are not in vain. Let me take action with you and give the four heavenly kings a little color." Yan Wushen exuded a strong fighting spirit.

He did not need the three of the Ghost Kings of the Holy Ghosts to attack the four heavenly kings head-on. As long as they are like Prajna, it would be enough to restrain the four heavenly kings.

The King of Growth said indifferently: "Yan Wushen, you underestimate the four kings of ours too much. Do you think that relying on the three of them can cause us any trouble?"

The four heavenly kings have spiritual communication, and there is no need for verbal communication at all, they just take action at the same time.

The king of the country plucked the four strings of the white jade pipa, the king of growth activated the divine sword in his hand, the king of Guangmu moved the double whip, and the king of Duowen shook the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella.

The four forces of earth, wind, water and fire appear together and turn into four torrents, which seem to flow from a distant era, and are unstoppable.
To be continued...