Chapter 4947: Man of the Underworld
boom!
Lu Yi raised his hand, no longer leaving any room.
With this palm pressed down, the innocent fire surged, and the divine calamity thunder was overwhelming.
With just a palm, the murderous Lang Heyan was forced to retreat.
Horror flashed through Lang Heyan's eyes.
"How is it possible? How could his power be so tyrannical! Isn't he only the strength of the fifth heaven of good fortune?"
For a while, Lang Heyan thought he had read it wrong.
But soon, Lang Heyan knew that Lu Yi's cultivation was far more than simple as it appeared on the surface. After putting away his contempt, Lang Heyan's eyes gradually became serious.
On the other hand, Lu Yi's heart was also quite surprised.
Lang Heyan's cultivation seems to be stronger than Zhu Tianjiao.
Although both belonged to the Seventh Heaven of Good Fortune Realm, in Lang Heyan's body, Lu Yi felt a strange aura.
Seeing Lu Yi and Lang Heyan fighting each other, Lang Yunfeng turned around in a hurry.
His cultivation is far inferior to Lang Heyan, and Lang Heyan wants to do something, and he can't stop it at all.
However, it was impossible for Lang Yunfeng to let other disciples of Jiuhua Tianchi follow suit.
Whoosh—
Lang Yunfeng rushed to the disciples.
"Everyone, please listen to me! Master, his cultivation is superb, and he will never fall. There must be some misunderstanding in this!"
"Now Yimeng is a guest of our Jiuhua Tianchi, you guys like this, aren't you afraid that the master will come back and punish you?"
Lang Yunfeng's prestige in the hearts of all the disciples is not bad, plus some disciples are unwilling to kill.
Soon, the disciples who were about to take the shot stopped three hundred steps away and did not continue to approach.
But there are also some of Lang Heyan's loyal followers, rushing to the direction where the strong people of Yimeng are.
What is Tang Zhan's temper?
Naturally will not get used to these people!
Three hundred steps have already been given, and since he is begging to die, he will not retreat three hundred steps.
"kill!"
Tang Zhan gave an order, and the Asura Hall, headed by Zhang Tianyi, Guilaoqi and Duan Zhenhun, took the initiative to kill.
In just one round of sweeping, the seventy-three people who were loyal to Lang Heyan were harvested by the Shura Hall like cutting grass.
Seeing the horror fighting power of the Yimeng powerhouse, many disciples of Jiuhua Tianchi were secretly shocked.
These people are terrifying!
Lang Yunfeng was also very shocked, especially when Tang Zhan shot, even he felt life and death threatened.
Fortunately, there was no large-scale conflict with Yimeng, otherwise these disciples of Jiuhua Tianchi would not be the opponents of Yimeng at all.
Seeing Lang Yunfeng persuading other disciples who had fought in Jiuhua Tianchi, Lang Heyan stomped his feet with anger.
"Lang Yunfeng, you bastard! You wait for me, when I solve the demon prince, I will be the first to deal with you!"
After Lang Heyan shouted angrily, he shot Xiang Lu Yi again.
Lang Heyan is confident that his cultivation is invincible here, as long as he kills Lu Yi, the situation will be reversed immediately.
But Lang Heyan did not expect that Lu Yi's killing intention was stronger than him.
From the moment he started, Lu Yi never thought of leaving Lang Heyan a trace of life.
Hum—
Lu Yi exploded with three heads and six arms and the heaven and earth.
The figure is straight up to a thousand feet tall.
At the same time, Lu Yi also instantly sketched more than 1,600 auxiliary charms to bless his strength.
After breaking through to the fifth rank spirit talisman, Lu Yi's combat power increased several times.
Even the terrifying power erupting now is only 70% of Lu Yi's whole body state.
"die!"
Lu Yi stepped out, his six arms exploded with magical powers at the same time.
Unparalleled punch!
With a punch, the sky shattered thousands of miles.
Absolutely finger!
With a snap of a finger, Changhong trembled throughout the world.
Promise sword intent!
Sword light soars into the sky, all-encompassing.
Samadhi is really hot!
It swallows the sky and covers the eight desolate clouds.
Divine Tribulation Thunder!
God light thunderbolt, shining brightly.
Time burst!
The sky is spinning around the world, and the cracks in time and space appear densely.
After six terrifying magical powers broke out, before Lang Heyan rushed to Lu Yi, the magical soldiers in his hand were crushed to pieces by the terrifying power.
And his divine body was shocked into fragments for the first time, and even the primordial spirit could not survive for three seconds.
"Do not-"
Lang Heyan screamed in horror. He didn't expect that he would be unable to stop even a round under Lu Yi!
In a panic, Lang Heyan wanted Yuanshen to escape.
However, the magic sword has been waiting for a long time.
call out!
The magical rune sword was slashed out with a single sword, smashing Huashan forcefully.
For a time, the sky broke and the earth cracked, and the wind was surging.
All the Jiuhua Tianchi disciples who watched this scene felt a headache, and the sea of spiritual consciousness was about to break apart.
Even if Lang Yunfeng touched the amazing power of divine consciousness, he felt the sea of spiritual consciousness shaking, and it seemed that he would be suppressed into an idiot in the next moment.
Bang!
Lang Heyan regarded it as a blast and was not spared.
At this moment, the whole world was extremely silent.
Watching Lu Yi kill Lang Heyan in seconds, everyone seemed to be dreaming.
What does Lang Heyan exist?
Eight hundred years ago, he was the powerhouse of the Seventh Heaven of Good Fortune Realm, and he was ranked at the top of the starry sky supreme list three hundred years ago.
After the retreat, his cultivation was several times more diligent, and there were rumors that he was not far from the Eighth Layer of Good Fortune Realm.
But such a ruthless Tianjiao man, in front of Lu Yi, who had only the sixth heaven of good fortune, had not survived a round!
Who is that person with a gigantic body of thousands of feet and a golden light all over his body?
Is it an eternal god?
Or the ancient **** of war?
Many people felt cold in their backs, and even couldn't help but tremble.
At this moment, someone suddenly discovered that after Lang Heyan's fall, no good fortune realm spirit appeared, but a black lacquer thing wriggling in the void, trying to rush into the cracks of time and space and slip away.
Lu Yi's mind had already locked this weird thing.
"Hehe, you know that something is wrong with you, get out of here!"
Lu Yi let out a loud yell, and pressed it down with another palm.
boom!
This black and lacquered thing was shot into the ground by Lu Yi, and a huge hole without a bottom appeared directly.
A scream came from the giant pit, and the voice was obviously not Lang Heyan.
"The real Lang Heyan, I'm afraid you have killed him? Who are you?" Lu Yi stood above the void, looking down at the giant pit.
No, there was a thin, pitch-black figure crawling out of the huge pit.
The image of this body was scorched, completely unrecognizable.
He exudes an extremely evil aura, and the black mist emerging from his body is even more creepy.
"What a strong spirit of death!" Lu Yi was horrified inwardly.
At this time, the thin figure let out a cold laugh, and said, "As expected of the prince of the demon clan, I still underestimate you after all."
"It's my incompetence that didn't kill you, but don't be too happy too early, Lord Pluto has arrived in the longevity world, and sooner or later it will swallow you."
"It's not just you, but also the Empress Hao Yue, the Mother of Heaven, none of them can jump off!"
"The future ten thousand realms will be dominated by Master Hades! Hahahaha!"
