The murderous intent in the voice made all the spirits and monsters in the three mountains and seven islands feel terrified. They were terrified and panicked.

They realized that the murderous intent of this alien visitor was not only aimed at Han Wuju, but also at the monsters.

"When I was traveling around, you didn't even know where I was?"

"There is no need to talk big."

Han Wuju looked calm and confident.

"Besides, you are a human, do you really want to compete with me here?"

"The sky now is the sky of the demon race!"

Yang Zhao said indifferently with a blank expression:"You can try and see the demon race's heaven in the lower world."

"Will you die first, or will I die first?"

The old man was full of demonic energy, and he looked like a peerless demon, a peerless monster.

But Yang Zhao was the emperor of men, so he could sense the aura of the other party that was of the same origin as his own.

He was either a descendant of the queen of men or a descendant of the king of men.

Although it was very faint, even covered by the surging demonic energy. But compared with everything on the island, he could already guess what Han Wu Jue was doing. He pretended to be a demon and hid for who knows how many years. Who would believe that he had no plot?

Hearing this, Han Wu Jue's expression did not change, but his eyes became colder.

He raised his hand and killed all the demons of the Red Dragon Mountain lineage, including the Red Dragon King and the Green Wood King.

"Knowing too much is no good!"

After that, he looked up at Yang Zhao.

His intention was exposed today. If he didn't kill him, let alone his plan for the Heart of the World, it would be a problem whether he could leave this world alive.

""A battle on the ancient battlefield!"

Han Wuju said, he knew that Yang Zhao would definitely agree.

Because, neither of them wanted to be discovered by the demon clan heaven that they were human.

Yang Zhao nodded.

However, before the battle, he needed to do some finishing work.

As soon as Yang Zhao thought of it, all the demons in this vast area of three mountains and seven islands were on the verge of death.

There was only a trace of life energy left.

And he had a stronger aura.

The Longevity Scripture can be cultivated into a longevity body, immortal.

At the same time, it can also control the lives of all living beings, harming others and benefiting oneself.

Yang Zhao has now cultivated to this level, and it can also play a role against the same level.

Han Wuju looked depressed, and his hands behind his back were clenched into fists.

This junior is so powerful!

Fortunately, he met him now, otherwise if he gave the other party time, I am afraid he would not be able to suppress him.

Han Wuju was grateful, and he also had the belief of being undefeated.

He also thought that Yang Zhao was plotting to conquer the world. , treating Yang Zhao as someone of the same kind as him.

Finishing is done.

Han Wujue drew a line in the air, connecting to a desolate and desolate ancient battlefield.

As soon as he appeared, the heavy breath of time came to his face.

He stepped in directly.

Even if the world was turned upside down and the sun and the moon collapsed here, the outside world of the demon clan would not know.

Because this is originally a battlefield.

Or it can be said to be the cemetery of the gods, where all the immortals shed blood.

Yang Zhao stepped in.

The entire ancient battlefield was full of desolation and misery, and it was dark everywhere, with huge pieces of land floating. There were also shattered suns and moons, and the stars were countless.

There were corpses of immortals and gods here, and the corpses of the demon clan were piled up into millions of feet, which were everywhere.

It can be seen how tragic the battle was back then.

And this is just an ancient battlefield.

Yang Zhao was silent.

When he really set foot here, his mood became heavy.

Next to him, Han Wujue was also in an uneasy mood, sighing

"Youngsters, we fought against the demons here."

"In that battle, there were emperors lying dead and kings weeping blood. Too many people died."

"pity,"

"This day is not the day of the human race after all."

Yang Zhao sneered, feeling disgusted by his emotion.

"Are you talking about those days?"

"In what capacity?"

"With your identity as the ancestor of Chilong Mountain?"

"Or is it that even your demonic aura cannot hide your identity as a demon?"

Han Wu was ridiculed and could not refute. He just said coldly:

"There is no point in talking any more!"

As soon as these words fell, the two men attacked at the same time.

This is an ancient battlefield, a place where immortals and monsters once killed each other, and a place where even the strongest of the heavens could fight.

Yang Zhao and Han Wujue could go all out here and fight to the death.

"Bang!"

Yang Zhao stretched out his long arm, as if he had turned into a pillar of heaven, and crushed down towards Han Wu Jue.

Boom!

The air of hundreds of thousands of miles exploded, turning into countless dragons of energy that soared into the sky.

This arm pressing down was more domineering than any magical power.

The terrifying power contained in it made Han Wu Jue's eyebrows jump and his heart was terrified.

He raised his hand to fight back.

At the same time, he shouted angrily:

""Human Emperor Seal!"

Buzz!

The space was shaking, and the nearby stars were torn apart.

A golden seal covering an unknown number of miles came to suppress it. There were all living beings on it, and there were thousands of people on it. There was the will of the Human Emperor on it.

It pressed down.

The ground kept collapsing, and it sank a million feet in a moment.

Yang Zhao was very angry.

"Are you worthy of using the Human Emperor Seal?" Sitting back and watching the demons slaughter the human race, even if there are thousands of reasons, they all deserve to be killed.

His long arm hit the Human Emperor Seal, his body trembled slightly, and then he took a step forward and appeared above Han Wujue.

""Die!"

He descended from the sky like an immortal, pressing down with his palm, with the ultimate pure power, containing the tyranny of suppressing everything.

He hit Han Wuju on the head.

Bang!

Bang!

Han Wuju fought back, and his old face was almost broken by Yang Zhao, revealing the white bones.

He wanted to recover, but was suppressed by Yang Zhao with the Changsheng Dao Sutra.

The Changsheng Dao Sutra may not be good at killing, but it can be the king of life.

Now it is only at the primary level.

In the future, it will advance to a higher level, and then it will show its extraordinaryness.

""Puff!"

Han Wu Jue opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At their level, the injuries they suffered were not only on the surface. They would also hurt their spirit, will, soul, and even their own Tao. So once they were injured, it would take a long time to recover.

Therefore,

Han Wu Jue was very angry, very furious, and murderous intent surged like a tide in this battlefield.

"Boy, in our time, you could be called a genius."

"But,"

"You shouldn't have angered me!"

His cultivation level is at the middle thousand level, just like Yang Zhao.

But this old man has a deep foundation. He has survived since the battle when the demon clan stole the heaven.

His accumulation is so deep that he can escape unscathed even if he faces an ordinary heaven-level warrior.

"Is this your last words?"Yang Zhao looked calm.

He has talent and is unrivaled in fighting.

Fighting against this old man, he is getting stronger every moment. He has already understood 80% of the previous Human Emperor Seal.

If he continues to fight, he will not die, nor will he lose.

Flylu's 18th anniversary brand upgrade gives back to readers! Top up 100 and get 500 VIP points!

Top up now (Event time: August 10 to August 20)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like