Eternal Invincible Emperor System

Chapter 600 The Great Ancient Evil Spirit

Heavenly Emperor vs. Underworld Emperor, this is not a competition of strength, but a confrontation of great power.

The Emperor of Heaven, who rules the heavens and all realms, the supreme god realm, is the undisputed number one powerhouse in the universe.

The Underworld Emperor, the ruler of the underworld, the master of death, controls the life and death of hundreds of millions of living beings, and is one of the most powerful emperors in the world.

At this moment, both the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of the Underworld are transformed by the power of the Dao through their will.

"boom!"

Under the shocked gazes of all the warriors, the two collided for the first time. Immediately, thousands of divine lights shot out, and thousands of auspicious colors, like divine phoenixes and real dragons, danced in the sky, and the surrounding void gradually distorted. The ancient battlefield was distorted into a radius of less than ten feet.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"Hey!"

The Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of the Underworld confronted each other, and both of them used their means together, either the sky-reaching sword light cut off the past and the present, or the death magic power engulfed the world, and the battle was fierce.

On the other side, Ye Xingchen and Yu Mingdao didn't bother to watch, and they shot with a tacit understanding.

A shot is the strongest technique.

Yu Mingdao cast Wan Ming Palm, like thousands of gods and demons roaring, endless surging demonic energy boiled, as viscous as liquid, and patted Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen performed the eighth form of the powerful dragon elephant palm, and the strongest and strongest yang qi erupted, sweeping all directions, and collided with the Wan Ming palm. Two colors, one black and one gold, appeared on the ancient battlefield, like a yin and yang storm, causing the ancient The damage to the battle platform was even more serious. The cracks on the purple-black battle platform were getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to fall apart.

Yu Mingdao frowned, he felt the strong yang energy surging from Ye Xingchen's arm, restraining his Wan Ming Qi, which made Wan Ming Palm infinitely weakened, and its power was not even one in ten.

"Split Sky Nine Strikes!" At the moment Yu Mingdao was stunned, Ye Xingchen put his hands together and struck out Sky Split Nine Strikes.

From the first blow to the eighth, he exploded with a force capable of tearing apart the heavens and the earth, turning into a holy slaughter blade, densely packed, extremely sharp, and slashed towards Yu Mingdao.

Yu Mingdao's arms trembled, and dense black runes appeared behind him. This is a heaven-level martial art, and its power is very powerful.

Then those talismans were transformed into sharp swords, which collided with the Sky Splitting Nine Strikes.

In the sky, there were sword marks everywhere, the void was torn apart like paper, and a terrifying space storm swept out, causing everyone in the stands to gasp and tremble all over.

"boom!"

Ye Xingchen took a step forward, and the ancient battle platform with a radius of ten feet retreated under his feet. He stepped up to Yu Mingdao's body and punched him in the chest.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the qi and blood in his body erupted, and the golden qi and blood dyed the sky golden, like a golden glow filling the sky.

His fist was like a round of divine sun, bursting out with brilliant divine light.

"boom!"

In a hurry, Yu Mingdao slapped his palm forward, and collided with his fist, emitting a dazzling light.

With the burst of light, the void was torn apart, and the wind blowing from inside became even colder, just like the nine ghost winds of hell, which can freeze people's souls.

"Woooo..."

Suddenly, there was a crying sound from the ancient battlefield, as if a warrior who was unwilling to sink into the realm of death wanted to crawl out of the Nine Netherworld.

"This sound, this breath, seems to be an evil spirit?" someone asked.

The evil spirit is the warrior who dies, the soul is preserved due to special circumstances, but the erosion of the power of heaven and earth makes it impossible to retain too much wisdom, only the instinct to devour the warrior's soul.

Of course, some evil spirits were powerful in life, but after death, their souls are relatively intact and their minds are clear.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a dragon's roar shook the world, and then a rotten, pitch-black dragon rushed out from the depths of the void, exuding the breath of death.

As soon as the death dragon appeared, it shot at Ye Xingchen who was closest to it.

With a sound of "Keng", Ye Xingchen's Baidi sword came out of its sheath, and the light of the sword moved Kyushu, beheading the dragon with one sword, obliterating the soul.

This demon dragon is an evil spirit. He failed in the ancient battlefield and was killed by others. He was unwilling, his soul persisted, and even his corpse was preserved. His strength is not weak, but it is still not as good as Ye Xingchen.

On the other side, Yu Mingdao was also attacked by an evil spirit.

This evil spirit is a golden-winged roc, but at this moment its whole body is no longer golden, but black, darker than ink, exuding a strong breath of death.

"boom!"

Yu Mingdao was so powerful that he kicked out, smashing the roc's huge body into pieces.

"Ah, the heroic spirits who died on the ancient battlefield have reappeared."

"It's such a powerful force. This kind of ancient heroes who have died for thousands of years, even if they are only heroic spirits, their strength is still tyrannical."

"It's scary. Why does it feel like this ancient battlefield is getting more and more evil?"

Everyone in the stands was discussing.

"boom!"

While everyone was discussing, there was a sudden loud noise, as if the earth was about to be turned over.

It turned out that it was the will of the Emperor of Heaven and the will of the Underworld God duel, shooting a dazzling light, tearing a big hole in the void.

In the depths of the torn void, there is an incomparably huge shadow, which opens its eyes at this moment, densely packed, very scary.

Looking from a distance, those eyes are too many, it is impossible to count how many there are, and each eye is as big as a face, which is extremely terrifying.

At the same time, a cold and evil wind blew, and everyone trembled.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the huge evil spirit tore through the void and descended on the ancient battlefield.

"My God, this is..."

Everyone was stunned. This huge ancient evil spirit actually had nine heads, each with three eyes.

There are nine heads, each of which is different, some are dragon heads, some are crested heads, some are wolf heads, some are ape heads, human heads and so on.

What is shocking is its body, which seems to be spliced ​​together from the corpses of complete creatures. There are symbols of dragons, phoenixes, etc., which are extremely hideous.

Moreover, there are countless eyes on its body, and evil rays of light emanate from each eye.

"This big evil spirit should be the hero who died in the battle on the stage in ancient times. After a long period of time, he actually merged together." Taoist Qingyuan sighed when he saw this scene.

"Crack!"

At this time, one after another blood-colored lightning fell from the sky, followed by torrential rain.

The great evil spirit exudes an extremely evil aura, which is a hundred times, a thousand times more evil than the Demon King.

"boom!"

As soon as the great evil spirit appeared on the ancient battlefield, it began to attack Ye Xingchen and Yu Mingdao.

With a movement of the White Emperor Sword in Ye Xingchen's hand, thousands of sword glows were shot out, each sword glow was as thick as a mountain, slashing towards thousands of arms stretched out.

"puff!"

The sword light was sharp and cut off a large number of arms at once, but the great evil spirit seemed to have an immortal body, and the broken arms recovered in an instant, and continued to force Ye Xingchen.

(End of this chapter)