Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

Accompanied by Yang Jian's roar.

The three-pointed, two-edged spear in his hand thrust out, and the three-headed dragon roared towards the ghost emperor of the underworld.

"Bold--"

Seeing Yang Jian take the lead, the ghost emperor of the underworld was immediately furious.

He had not yet investigated Yang Jian for breaking through the gate of hell and trespassing into the underworld, fulfilling the duty of the ghost god, but Yang Jian dared to take the lead.

The gloomy ghost energy rose from the ghost emperor of the underworld, and in an instant it spread over billions of miles.

"Ghost energy of the underworld--"

The ghost emperor of the underworld roared.

The endless ghost energy around roared towards Yang Jian, and in the gloomy ghost energy, it seemed that there were countless evil ghosts roaring and wailing.

The three-headed dragon stabbed out by the three-pointed, two-edged spear collided with the ghost energy of the underworld, and in just a moment, the three-headed dragon had already rushed into the ghost energy of the underworld.

One breath... two breaths... three breaths...

In just three breaths, the three-headed dragon had been completely corroded by the ghost energy of the underworld.

On the other side.

The figure of the underworld ghost emperor suddenly rushed out from the ghost energy of the underworld that had already spread to Yang Jian, and the ferocious black and red ghost claws in his hands grabbed Yang Jian.

If it was Yang Jian in normal days, he might have succeeded in being attacked by the underworld ghost emperor, but now...

The furious Yang Jian's expression was extremely cold, which was in sharp contrast with his scarlet eyes.

Not only his face, but Yang Jian was furious in his heart at this time, but his mind was extremely clear.

The movement of the Daluo Yuanshen was even three times faster than when he was calmest at ordinary times.

He stretched forward with his right hand, grasped the dragon tail that turned into a three-headed dragon, and pulled it back suddenly.

A flash of light.

The three-headed dragon that had penetrated into the ghost energy of the underworld was pulled back directly, and once again turned into a three-pointed two-edged spear in Yang Jian's hand.

The three-pointed two-edged spear reflected a bone-chilling cold light under the gloomy light of the underworld.

The spear body was intact, and was not affected by the corrosion of the three-headed dragon by the ghost energy of the underworld.

The scarlet ghost claw collided with the three-pointed two-edged spear in Yang Jian's hand, and a clanging sound rang out, but the sound had not spread yet.

The ferocious ghost claw of the underworld ghost emperor had already appeared on the other side of Yang Jian, grabbing towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian raised his right hand, and the spear shaft of the three-pointed two-edged spear was horizontal there.

"Clang..." "Clang..." "Clang..."

The continuous crisp collision sound rang out in this underworld.

The underworld ghost claws in the hands of the underworld ghost emperor seemed to have turned into thousands and tens of thousands at this moment, covering all parts of Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian waved the three-pointed, two-edged spear in his hand repeatedly, building an airtight defense around his body, blocking all the claws of the Underworld Ghost Emperor.

"Good martial arts! Unfortunately..."

The voice of the Underworld Ghost Emperor sounded, and the next moment, a huge hand suddenly grabbed both parties who were entangled in the battle.

Compared with this huge hand, the combined figures of Yang Jian and the Underworld Ghost Emperor were like the contrast between a mountain and an ant.

Yang Jian looked up and saw that the giant who stretched out the huge hand that grabbed him had the same face as the Underworld Ghost Emperor.

He looked around.

The Underworld Ghost Emperor, who had been entangled with Yang Jian before, had disappeared without knowing when.

"Nude kid, don't think that we are all the same strength as Daluo. If you want to fight me... you should go back and practice for another 100,000 years!"

The at least 100,000-zhang tall Underworld Ghost Emperor looked at Yang Jian, who was bound in his palm, and said in a deep voice.

His voice was loud and dull like thunder, which made Yang Jian's eardrums vibrate.

But...

"Practice for another 100,000 years... it should be you!"

An even louder voice, like the sound of heaven, suddenly sounded behind the 100,000-zhang tall Netherworld Ghost Emperor.

The Underworld Ghost Emperor was suddenly startled and turned his head to look. The sky above his head had darkened at some point.

The gloomy but still bright light in the sky was obscured.

Looking closely, it was a huge foot that obscured the sky.

Compared with this foot, the 100,000-zhang real body of the Underworld Ghost Emperor was like an ant and a giant.

"Boom!"

The huge foot suddenly fell.

The huge body of the Underworld Ghost Emperor was crushed by the foot, and turned into countless ghost energy from the underworld that dissipated from all directions.

Then it re-condensed in the distance.

However, even if it re-condensed, the body of the Underworld Ghost Emperor was not as solid as before.

Although the figure was still huge, it looked a little ethereal, and the expression on the face was extremely solemn.

Looking at the distantThe giant who crushed him with one foot.

He wore a Crouching Dragon Crown on his head and a water-reinforced Taoist robe on his body. A yellow velvet silk belt was tied around his waist, and he wore bright-colored cloud shoes on his feet.

Who else could it be but Yang Jian.

"Divine power..."

Looking at Yang Jian, who was dozens of times taller than him, the face of the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld was extremely ugly.

As a Daluo Jinxian.

The battle between them seemed to be just a martial arts competition between mortals, but with their realm, they had already integrated their own understanding of the Great Dao into martial arts.

It seemed to be an ordinary martial arts confrontation, but in fact it was a symbol of the Great Dao, a battle of Dao.

It was just because he was in the underworld, the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld concentrated all his power to avoid affecting the underworld.

The body at this moment was the same.

And for the Daluo Jinxian, if he wanted, let alone a hundred thousand feet, even a million feet of real body could be transformed.

However, turning into that size of body would not be of any benefit to their battle, but would damage their own combat power.

The reason why the Underworld Ghost Emperor turned into a 100,000-zhang appearance is because this 100,000-zhang ghost body is his real body.

Such a big battle is like the beast showing its true form, which is when its combat power is the strongest.

But Yang Jian is a human. Even though his mother Yao Ji is the sister of the Heavenly Emperor Haotian and an immortal, he is still a human in terms of blood.

Not a giant, or a giant spirit.

His real body is just like an ordinary human.

Therefore, Yang Jian's huge body at this time is not his real body, but a Dharma image, a great supernatural power.

The Underworld Ghost Emperor recalled the force of the big foot that stepped down just now, which could crush his ghost body with one kick.

Obviously, this huge Dharma image is not an embroidered pillow, but a real great supernatural power.

Although he had guessed that Yang Jian must have a background when he saw that Yang Jian had become a Daluo Jinxian at a young age.

But seeing Yang Jian's magical power at this time, he still couldn't help but feel solemn.

Although there are not many such magical powers in the vast prehistoric world, there are some major sects and forces that have similar ones.

But combined with Yang Jian's identity as a human and his troublesome background.

There are probably only a few families who dare to accept Yang Jian and teach him magical powers.

Of course, with the support of the underworld, the Ghost Emperor will not be afraid of Yang Jian's background.

What really makes him uneasy is Yang Jian's age at this time.

Ten thousand years... How short is it for Daluo.

Even his retreat for cultivation is far more than this time.

But in this short ten thousand years, someone can start from scratch and achieve Daluo, and also learn superb martial arts and powerful magical powers.

He believed that he had extraordinary qualifications to be able to achieve the Great Luo Ghost God.

But in ten thousand years, he cultivated magic power, martial arts, and supernatural powers... all of which caught up with the normal Great Luo's achievements of billions of years.

This...

How unfair!

The Underworld Ghost Emperor looked at the figure of Yang Jian, and a trace of grief and anger appeared in his eyes.

Although all kinds of thoughts flashed through the mind of the Ghost Emperor, in fact, only a few breaths of time had passed.

And Yang Jian, who had displayed the great supernatural power of the law of heaven and earth, did not hesitate at all, feeling the power that seemed to destroy everything coming from his body.

He waved the three-pointed two-edged spear in his hand, which was also transformed into a giant soldier, and swung it violently, slashing directly at the Underworld Ghost Emperor.

The blade of the million-foot-long three-pointed two-edged spear or three-pointed two-edged knife whistled, and the dark and gloomy yin energy that permeated the netherworld was easily separated.

A rare clear and bright gap appeared in the void of the netherworld.

Looking at the attack from Yang Jian, the face of the Hell Ghost Emperor was still filled with grief and anger, and he immediately let out a sharp howl.

The ghost energy of the underworld that permeated the hundreds of millions of miles of the underworld ghost emperor's body suddenly rushed towards the underworld ghost emperor at this moment.

In just a moment, the endless ghost energy of the underworld had already flowed into the ghost body of the underworld ghost emperor.

The originally thin ghost body suddenly solidified at this moment, as if it were real, and then the underworld ghost emperor did not hesitate to meet Yang Jian's attack.

Although the size difference was huge, the battle of the prehistoric monks was never a competition of size.

A giant and a bigger giant suddenly collided, and the endless ghost energy and the thick magic power collided with each other, and the hundreds of millions of miles of the underworld around them trembled.

Every moment, thousands, tens of thousands...even far more than ten thousand collisions.

Even if it was as solid and stable as the underworld void, cracks in the void were spreading and emerging at this time.

The aftermath of this battle almost shook the entire underworld. Countless powerful ghost cultivators in the underworld were watching the battle at the gate of hell.

Each of them looked at the battle scene in shock or indifference.

At this time, deep in the underworld, there wasSeveral quasi-saints of the underworld frowned as they watched the battle at the gates of hell.

"That young ghost emperor didn't take action quickly to take him down, but actually started a fight with him. This is outrageous. The underworld is not a place for fighting!"

An old quasi-saint with a sinister face said in a low voice, and immediately prepared to take action to take down Yang Jian who had trespassed into the underworld.

But...

A voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"No need to stop it."

The voice in his ear immediately made the sinister old man look serious, and he bowed quickly.

"Yes, sir!"

After that, the voice did not sound again, but even so, it was only after a few breaths that the sinister old quasi-saint dared to stand up.

"A Daluo can actually attract the attention of the queen?"

The sinister old quasi-saint looked at the ghost emperor and Yang Jian fighting in the underworld in the distance, and the turbulent waves in his heart were hidden under his calm face.

Who else but Ping Xin could make a quasi-saint in the underworld so respectful to the empress?

…

The Daluo War had a wide impact.

Even though both sides had restrained themselves, the war still affected the entire underworld, so that the entire underworld could see and sense the battle here.

"Someone actually dared to break into the underworld?"

On the Yellow Spring Road, the faces of the ghosts and gods were full of shock.

Breaking into the underworld... This has never happened since the underworld was opened up.

Yes, in the past, some great powers in the prehistoric world came to the underworld to retrieve the souls and true spirits of their relatives and friends and return to the prehistoric world to revive them.

Those great powers who wanted to retrieve the souls and true spirits of their relatives and friends had to offer respectful gifts before they could welcome back the souls and true spirits of their relatives and friends.

And this kind of direct and hard break into the underworld, and even fight with the ghosts and gods in the underworld... This is really the first time.

Not to mention the Taiyi ghost, even the Sanxiao, Jinling and Guiling beside them all seemed to be staring blankly at the Daluo battle in the distance.

Even though the distance was far, Guiling, Jinling and Sanxiao could clearly see the two figures in the battle.

One of the Daluo ghosts in the underworld is naturally needless to say, and the other is a handsome and heroic man.

The cultivation of a Daluo Jinxian looks very solid, and he is brave and good at fighting, and his combat power far exceeds his cultivation level.

But...

No matter how heroic he looks, but...

Breaking into the underworld?

What kind of brain can do such a thing?

You know, even Bixiao, who is the most jumpy, reckless and unlearned among the three Xiaos, knows the sacred one behind the underworld, and would never dare to do such a thing.

But looking at the way this guy started to fight, he was powerful and powerful, and he became stronger and stronger. He had no taboos and no scruples when he started to fight.

This guy must be either a fool or a person with a great background, but...

Can a Daluo be a fool?

Of course not?

And this is what Sanxiao thought.

"Breaking into the underworld, which uncle or uncle's disciple must be so arrogant..." Bixiao smacked his lips.

Uncle? Uncle?

Even if he is just an outer disciple, as a disciple of the Jiejiao Tongtian Saint, the uncles and uncles that Bixiao mentioned can only be other saints in the prehistoric world.

Hearing what Bixiao said, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao nodded unconsciously, which was also their idea.

In the prehistoric world, the only ones who dared to break into the underworld were probably the disciples of the saints, and...

Only the saints' personal disciples who were extremely favored on weekdays dared to do so, for example...

Sanxiao subconsciously glanced at Guiling and Jinling beside him.

Hmm!

The two sisters beside them should have the courage to do this, right?

Sanxiao thought so.

However, if Sanxiao's thoughts at this time were known by Jinling and Guiling, they would definitely refute it directly.

Even if it was them, they would not dare to do such a thing relying on the background of saints!

Perhaps, in the eyes of Daluo, saints are the same, equal, and invincible in the prehistoric world.

But...

Those who have reached the level of Jinling and Guiling can vaguely know that saints...are different from saints.

And it just so happens that this Pingxin Niangniang in the underworld is a very special one among the saints.

She is an existence that all saints are unwilling to offend.

What's more... the cause and effect involved in such an important place as the Netherworld is too great. Even if a saint comes in person, I am afraid he will not choose to take action here.