Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

The combined force of Tathagata and King Fengdu was terrifying.

The power contained in this attack has almost reached its limit.

The King of Fengdu and Tathagata both believed that no one in the world would dare to withstand the power of this palm head-on.

Even a quasi-saint at the peak of his powers would flee in panic when faced with this palm strike.

Ying Xuan was horrified, but this time he suddenly heard a very strange sound, which floated into his sea of ​​consciousness.

But now he had little time to think, so Ying Xuan took advantage of the situation and kicked Ying Zheng, who was clinging to him, away.

At this moment, the one who showed up today had already arrived in front of him and slapped Ying Xuan down with one palm.

Ying Xuan was hit directly by this powerful force, and his whole body was like a cannonball, and he was hit into the ground along with the palm print that covered the sky and the sun.

The layout of the seventeenth layer of hell was completely shattered. In an instant, the pair of fused high officials directly hit the eighteenth layer and finally fell on the ground. The vast earth suddenly shattered again, but this time the power had disappeared.

Although the power disappeared, the terrifying power still made everyone tremble with fear?

Emperor Dongyue, Emperor Fengdu and Tathagata were sensing Ying Xuan's breath at this moment, but they found that Ying Xuan could not sense any breath at all.

If the breath disappears, it means that the other party is dead and they will laugh at each other.

Emperor Dongyue laughed particularly wildly: "Hahahaha, this kid is finally dead. The human race will never be able to turn things around!"

The Emperor of Fengdu was also filled with ecstasy: "Yes, the mere human race dares to challenge the Three Realms. They simply don't know how to live or die."

Although Tathagata still had a compassionate look on his face, the smile in his eyes betrayed his inner thoughts: "Good, good, this is destined by karma. The human race's attempt to challenge the gods is only to bring about their own destruction."

In the Three Realms, those forces that were in collusion with the gods also celebrated when they heard that Ying Xuan was dead.

In the fairy palace in heaven, the gods raised their glasses to celebrate and their laughter resounded through the clouds.

"It's done. Ying Xuan is finally dead, and Ying Zheng is controlled by Emperor Dongyue. Now there are only a few minnows and generals left who pose no threat. May God bless the three realms." An immortal official shouted.

Haotian was particularly happy at this moment.

Things developed just as he expected. No matter how powerful Ying Zheng was, it was absolutely impossible for him to fight against the four top powers alone.

This way of dying is too easy for him.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother couldn't help but smile and said, "Now it is finally peaceful. Now all that is left is to take back the four continents occupied by the human race, and then everything will return to peace."

"No hurry, no hurry. This matter will not matter at all in the future. Now I will take Ying Xuan's soul and throw it into the Ten Thousand Souls Furnace to let him suffer the pain of burning forever." At this moment, Haotian has already decided how to torture Ying Xuan in order to relieve his hatred.

In the Western Paradise, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were pleased. Medicine Master Liuli put his hands together and said, "This is the great fortune of the Buddha. The disaster has been resolved and we can preach to the world again."

Guanyin Bodhisattva also nodded slightly to show her approval.

Originally, their Buddhist practice relied on the power of faith.

Only those who enter Buddhism and recite Buddhist scriptures constantly can improve their cultivation as much as possible.

Because after the human race appeared this time, the words they said caused many Buddhists in the world to suddenly give up their belief in Buddhism. However, the Buddhist sect naturally had ways to use some other tricks to deceive the human race and continue to be their slaves.

Return to the underworld.

And in the depths of hell, Emperor Dongyue and his companions had already floated to the eighteenth level of hell. They looked around, trying to find Ying Xuan's body.

On the one hand, it was to be on the safe side and make sure Ying Xuan was not dead, and on the other hand, he wanted to take a peek at the weapons on Ying Xuan's body.

Ying Xuan had a lot of powerful magic weapons on him, especially the Pure Hook Sword and the Sky-Blasting Hammer, which were both top-grade magic weapons.

After all, there are few high-quality magic weapons in this world. If you can get a high-quality magic weapon, it would be a very happy thing, especially since the two high-quality magic weapons of Ying Xuan are extremely powerful, especially the opponent's skills.

The reason why this mortal is so powerful is not only because of his powerful magic weapon, but also because of his powerful martial arts that enables him to exert such powerful combat power.

Just when the King of Fengdu and Tathagata went to look for it.

The Emperor of Dongyue was very proud and he called the controlled Ying Zheng to his side.

He did not want the magic weapon and skills on Ying Xuan's body. After all, he had already obtained a top-notch human-shaped magic weapon.

It is Ying Zheng in front of him. With such powerful strength as Ying Zheng, having him is more useful than having any magic weapon.

Even if he used forbidden techniques and his cultivation level regressed, he would be safe for the next thousand years with Ying Zheng's protection.

Seeing the obedient Ying Zheng flying to his side, Emperor Dongyue felt happy and said with a mocking look on his face: "Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng, your son has been killed by us. From now on, you will be my puppet and be used by me."

He patted Ying Zheng's shoulder, his eyes full of teasing.

But at this moment, Ying Zheng, who had a crazy expression, suddenly showed a strange smile, and that smile made Emperor Dongyue feel nervous.

Before he could react, the Xuanyuan Sky Sword in Ying Zheng's hand flashed with a cold light and cut through the void like lightning. "Do you think you can really control me?" Ying Zheng said coldly.

Emperor Dongyue's eyes widened, with sneer still on his face, and his head rolled to the ground. His blood rushed to the sky, and his body slowly fell down, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

Ying Zheng stood with a sword in hand, emitting a strong pressure. He glanced around and said coldly, "You think you can control me? It's wishful thinking."

At this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly stretched out two fingers and inserted them into his brain, pulling out the bone needle in his brain.

For a moment, the blood splattered on his head was no match for his strong chest. In just a moment, his brain returned to normal.

At this moment, the head of Emperor Dongyue that fell to the ground was still trying to fly away. His soul left his body and planned to fly away.

But Ying Zheng realized that he had been given such an opportunity, so he waved his hand, and suddenly the spirit turtle that had been hiding at the top suddenly rushed down, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the soul of the escaping Emperor Dong Yue into its stomach.

At this moment, Tathagata and Emperor Fengdu, who were originally looking for Ying Xuan, were suddenly startled. They turned their heads and saw this scene: "What's going on!"

The Emperor of Fengdu felt a tightness in his heart and asked subconsciously.

Tathagata even said it was impossible. (End of this chapter)