1439: Terror descends
When Yang Pojun heard the words of the Hell Maniac, he smiled and said, "I know a lot, I also know that guy in the eighteenth layer of hell, what did he promise you!" ”
The seven hell madmen, their bodies shook, and they all looked at Yang Pojun together, their eyes were full of awe and fear.
Because they know that if Yang Pojun even knows what that guy promised them, then his origin, isn't it?
Thinking about it, their bodies trembled with fear.
Seeing the hell maniac in the middle, he arched his hand at Yang Pojun and said: "Since Your Excellency has said this, then we naturally have a secret method to open the gate of hell, but we are closely connected with this Ten Thousand Ghost Tomb in the Ethereal Realm, as long as you can let us out, then we will promise you to work for you!" ”
"Hahaha!" Yang Pojun smiled confidently and said, "If you want to let you out, what's the difficulty?" Then I'll break the seal of hell in your body first. ”
"What? Can you still break the seal inside us? ”
Seven hell maniacs, they have studied for tens of thousands of years, but none of them have unlocked the seal in their bodies.
But Yang Pojun just glanced at them and knew that they had seals in their bodies.
You must know that the strength of these seven hell fanatics is only one-tenth of what they used to be.
And the most important thing is the seal, the hell madmen need the hellish evil qi to be able to stimulate the strength in their bodies.
As long as the hellish evil qi is released, then they will have confidence in facing the old monster in the deepest part.
The seven bull-headed hell madmen immediately said excitedly: "As long as you break the seal in our body, we are willing to follow Your Excellency!" Willing to saddle the horse before and after for you! ”
After all, being able to unlock the existence of the seal in their bodies is definitely not a good stubble.
So this kind of strong man is worth following them.
And the seven hell maniacs didn't know, in fact, Yang Pojun was able to know this, it was because of his purple eyes, and he knew everything about ancient secrets.
He was also very curious about why he could see through all this with this ability that the dragon god had in his purple eyes.
Yang Pojun nodded and said, "Okay, then you can sit down." ”
Suddenly, the seven hellraiacs sat cross-legged in the void.
At this time, Yang Pojun's mouth was reciting an ancient language, as if he was a wizard in the barbarian era.
The words he said were ancient and mottled, and no one could know, especially when Yang Pojun actually started dancing in the void.
With Yang Pojun's chatter, in front of Yang Pojun, a golden rune was formed, this rune seemed to be hieroglyphics, he was an ancient green dragon, only to see the green dragon circulating in the rune, like a living thing.
Just at the time of hieroglyphic formation.
"Boom!"
In the sky above the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts, dark clouds began to gather.
At this moment, above the nine heavens, there seemed to be a god stepping into the sky, his body was shining with golden light, he held a giant sword in his hand, his eyes were golden, and turned into a substantial light.
His voice was majestic and domineering.
"Where did the ants come from, they dare to break the seal of my Penglai Immortals and look for death!"
The golden figure, holding a giant sword, slashed towards Yang Pojun.
The air of the entire Ten Thousand Ghost Tomb was suddenly compressed to freezing point.
Especially Li Yunhe, who was standing not far behind Yang Pojun, couldn't bear this coercion at all, they puffed, fell to their knees, and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Oh my God, is this the law in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts?"
"It's too powerful, can Yang Pojun resist it?"
"He even knows the identity of the hell maniac, and he also knows the ancient secrets of the eighteen layers of hell, I believe, he should know, right?"
Even when the seven hell fanatics saw that golden figure, they were all scared.
"Your Excellency, we will entrust you!! The Yuan Shen of the Penglai Immortals has been sleeping in the depths of the Ten Thousand Ghost Tomb, and we are afraid of him, otherwise we would not have lived so humbly for tens of thousands of years. ”
"If Your Excellency kills him, we will serve you wholeheartedly."
When the seven hell maniacs saw the second element god of the Penglai immortals, they were afraid, so they wanted to express their full sincerity and let Yang Pojun get rid of this taboo existence for them.
Yang Pojun naturally knew the thoughts of the seven hell maniacs.
Yang Pojun smiled slightly, he raised his head, and looked indifferently at the golden figure that rushed towards him, he was the second primordial god of the Penglai Immortals,
Yang Pojun sneered: "You have become the primordial god of immortals, do you know why I want to break their seals?" I just want to draw you out! ”
"Because your primordial spirit, for me, is a great supplement, with you, I can break through the ascension period."
"Don't say that you are the second god of a Penglai immortal, even if the deity of the Penglai immortal comes, I can still calculate him, for me Yang Pojun, I can calculate the sky, I can calculate the gods."
"Because, I am Yang Pojun, the whole world, unique!"
This is Yang Pojun's domineering and Yang Pojun's self-confidence.
A strong person must have unrivaled and indestructible self-confidence in order to be able to reach the peak on the road to success.
When the seven hell madmen heard this, their bodies shook.
This guy is too domineering.
From the very beginning, they were just pawns of this guy, and his ultimate goal turned out to be the second primordial god of the Penglai Immortals.
It was terrifying, and a deep fear rose in the hearts of the seven hell madmen.
Now they are a little afraid, even if they suppress the existence on the eighteenth layer of hell, it is nothing more than that, right?
But what the identity of that guy is, they know it clearly.
The second primordial god of the Penglai Immortals who rushed over, he roared angrily: "You ant, you dare to calculate me? Hehe, I think you're talking big! Go to hell! ”
The giant sword was about to slash at Yang Pojun's head.
Suddenly.
Yang Pojun's eyes glared angrily, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "The sky is majestic, the supreme divine might, the gods of the eight directions, listen to my orders, the universe is reversed, the sun and the moon are gone!" ”
"Boom!"
The entire ethereal realm, at this moment, fell into boundless darkness.
Everyone in the ethereal realm was boiling.
"Why is it suddenly dark?"
"Yes, there is always only day and no night in the ethereal world, what's going on?"
"Are we all going to die? No, I'm not reconciled, I still want to pursue the art of immortality, and I still want to ascend to the Tao. ”
Many people sat on the ground in fear, their faces depressed and terrified.
The thick aura of fear spread rapidly among the crowds in the ethereal realm, and their hearts were extremely desolate, and they felt that they had fallen into an abyss, unable to extricate themselves.
(End of chapter)