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When the voice fell, Han Chen's body shook violently, and then he saw an extremely thick dark cyan qi emerge from his body, but it was no longer condensed on the surface of his body, turning into armor of astonishing strength.

Instead, he converged towards his back, and in the blink of an eye, the cyan light was magnificent, and then dissipated, and his eyes were cast, only to see that behind Han Chen, a huge phantom that was five or six meters tall appeared.

The phantom is extremely strong, dressed in a python robe, with a crown of heaven on his forehead, his appearance is blurred, but he is domineering, and he is even more incomparably noble.

Compared to the body of the Emperor of Hell that he used when he fought with Han Feng on the island hidden by Tianzun on the secret island of Tianzun that day. Now the phantom behind Han Chen is the real body of the Emperor of Yama.

Gang gas transformed!

This is a realm that can only be achieved after cultivating the "Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra" to the peak and fully comprehending and penetrating it.

In the Heavenly Venerable Vault, Han Chen's physical body was reforged, and his cultivation realm and physical strength both broke through and improved, reaching the peak of the Nine-Star Sword King. The "Yama Emperor Quenching Body Sutra" was promoted to the realm of the Eleventh Heavenly Great Perfection, and this Yama Emperor's body naturally also ascended, reaching the true Great Perfection.

The body of the Yama Emperor was fully revealed, and the aura on Han Chen's body rose and surged, although it was still the peak realm of the Nine-Star Sword King, it seemed to be several percent stronger.

Raising his eyes to look at the disciples of the Burial Corpse Sect who were rushing around, his eyes were full of murderous intent, his hands were tight, he held his twin swords, and greeted him.

Thousand Cold!

The left arm of the dragon sword was raised, and the earth-shattering sword light appeared. Split more than a dozen disciples out, and at the same time, the phantom behind him was clenched into a fist and bombarded out.

The wind howled, and it brought a terrible crackling sound. Wherever the strength reached, there were more than a dozen disciples, who were powerless to resist at all, and their bodies were directly shattered, and their bones were gone.

With just one move, Han Chen killed more than 20 people, and his terrifying strength was unobstructed.

With a sword, Han Chen showed no mercy. With a twist of the soles of his feet, his body turned around, and he raised his sword and attacked the crowd on the side of Ling.

That huge phantom, although it did not completely envelop Han Chen, was not to be underestimated, not only was its attack power terrifying, but it also had extremely strong defensive power.

The offensive struck, and the phantom raised his hand and patted it. Or Ichigo with his arms, completely enveloping Han Chen. actually blocked all the attacks and protected Han Chen.

Han Chen's hole card means are not much, at this time, except for the samadhi true fire and the artistic conception that was promoted to Dacheng before, almost all the hole card methods, he has already shown all of them.

The strength has doubled, which is enough to compete with the Sword Emperor.

And samadhi is really fire. Han Chen didn't intend to hide it, and after making more than twenty moves, Han Chen's heart moved, and the dark cyan samadhi true fire suddenly emerged from his body. Turning into a sea of flames, it burned towards the disciples of the Burial Corpse Sect on the other side.

As for the artistic conception of snow, it was gradually released when his sword style changed.

Looking around, he only felt that Han Chen's aura on his body at this moment had changed, full of misty and cold, like snowflakes, completely unpredictable and fathomable. Snow, as it is, is ethereal, dreamlike, impossible to see through at all, the most mysterious, but also the most bizarre.

Han Chen comprehended the artistic conception of snow, and he was like a snowflake, full of unpredictability.

The artistic conception of snow was exerted, and Han Chen's strength increased by several percent, becoming more powerful, and wherever he passed, he was strong enough to crush a qiē, and no one was his opponent.

Compared to Han Chen, the situation in the other battle circles at this time also began to change.

First of all, the Eight-Winged Demon Peng and the Ten Elders. With the help of the golden-eyed dragon horse, the four corpse puppets were divided in half, and it was completely unpleasant, and it was naturally much easier for the two to deal with it.

After a fierce battle, it didn't take long for the golden-eyed dragon horse to stab straight with a shot, and the strength escaped, tearing the void, and forcefully piercing the head of a corpse puppet, killing it and abolishing it.

Losing a corpse puppet, there were suddenly only three corpses left, and the battle scale suddenly tilted and fell to the side of the eight-winged demon peng.

With only three corpse puppets, the pressure of the two Eight-Winged Demon Peng was greatly reduced, and in just a few breaths, the Eight-Winged Demon Peng also suddenly erupted.

The golden long sword was impenetrable, like a raging storm, frantically impacting, and finally grabbed one of the exposed, split a corpse puppet from top to bottom, split it in half, and scrapped and killed it.

In this way, the Ten Elders only had two corpse puppets left in their hands, and with himself, there were only three Sword Sects. One person fought against the eight-winged demon Peng at the same time, and the result can be imagined.

The two corpse puppets were divided between the two, seven or eight breaths, the two corpse puppets were abolished, and the ten elders didn't even have a chance to resist, or even beg for mercy.

Swish!

With a wave of the eight-winged demon peng's long sword, the golden sword light sprinkled down, slashing through the throat of the ten elders, and with a 'poof' sound, the ten elders' eyes widened, full of disbelief.

But as the blood gushed out. The vitality in his body dissipated, he could no longer support it, and fell forward.

His eyes are gray and completely dead!

"Let's go, go help others!"

Glancing at the Ten Elders, who had lost their breath, the golden-eyed dragon horse raised his head and swept around, seeing that there was no danger on Han Chen's side, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and turned his gaze to look at the battle of the seven-tailed demon fox and others in the air, and said in a deep voice.

"Good!" the eight-winged demon peng nodded immediately.

Then the two of them gathered their weapons, their bodies stood up, and they separated, and one of them chose a battle group, rushed in, and attacked.

The situation is almost the same as before, with the addition of these two people, the stalemate between the two battle circles was broken in an instant, and soon completely suppressed the other party, and then cannibalized.

Poof!

After the tea, blood sprayed, and the two elders of the Burial Corpse Sect and several corpse puppets were all killed and killed.

The two battle circles ended the battle, and the four people including Jinyan Ryoma liberated their shots, and immediately took a break from breath, separated again, chose a battle circle, and began to help. Boom

In the square below, the earth-shattering sword light shot out all over the sky, and one by one the disciples of the Burial Corpse Sect fell at their feet.

Aung Aung Ang

In the air, the high-pitched dragon groans sounded again and again, and the Great Wilderness Red Flame Jiao was already really angry, but seeing that the red scales on the surface of the body were deep in color, shining with a dazzling Guan Ze. Immediately after that, the 'bear' sounded, and the crimson flames were found in his body and burned away.

This is the Red Flame of the Great Wilderness Red Flame that has been cultivated by itself after a long time, although it is still weak now. But in terms of power, it is not inferior to the real Red Desolation Flame.

The flames all around him were burning, like a fire dragon, the Great Wilderness Red Flame Jiao was rampage, and the attack was terrifying, constantly impacting the dozen or so Sword Emperor Realm disciples.

Boom, boom, boom

And high in the air here, the momentum is even more terrifying. Dozens of Sword Sect powerhouses are fighting, the momentum is monstrous, and so on. Heaven and earth change color.

Countless mountain peaks were shattered, and there were even spatial cracks that were pitch-black and exuding a palpitating aura, constantly appearing, swallowing all around.

"Damn!!You deceive people too much!!"

As his gaze swept around, and with all the eyes in his eyes, he raised his head and let out a roar.

The death of Yunyan made him send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, and he suffered the pain of losing his son. Now he has been killed in the sect. Not only were the disciples killed and wounded, but even the elders had already died three times. Such a loss made his heart bleed, and at the same time, he was even more angry.

Originally, he didn't want to take this last step, but now it seems that he made the right step in the first place, just in case. With the current situation, if there are no more hole cards on his side, he is doomed to lose, and the remaining six elders and himself will definitely not be able to escape.

Wake him up, though. It would be very costly, but there was no other way but to do it at the moment.

Thinking of this, Shantai Mountain's eyes were certain, and without a trace of hesitation, his heart moved, urging the eight corpse puppets to launch a strong onslaught, blocking Guiguzi and the seven-tailed demon fox, while he floated backwards.

"Disciple of the Burial Corpse Sect, set up a formation for me!" Yutai Mountain raised his head and shouted angrily.

"The disciples of the Burial Corpse Sect are here, set up a formation!"

As soon as the sound of the mountain fell, the sound of drinking suddenly rang out from all parts of the mountain, continuously, in all directions, everywhere, covering almost the entire mountain.

"Sure enough, there's a backhand!"

Hearing this, Guiguzi and the seven-tailed demon fox glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes. It can be used as a hole card by Shantai Mountain, and even has been kept until now before it is taken out, which is by no means unusual.

"Array?

Listening to the sound of cheering all over the mountains, Han Chen's heart was shocked.

Boom, boom, boom

The wind and clouds surged, and a terrifying aura erupted from all over the mountain peak, but instead of spreading outward, it condensed into thick pillars of spiritual energy light, heading straight into the sky.

This scene is spectacular, looking around, I saw that in the mountains and fields, a thick pillar of spiritual energy light rushed into the sky, roughly counted, there were two or three hundred.

From the aura emanating from these pillars of spiritual energy, it can be seen that the strength of these looks is not weak, most of them are Sword Emperors, and some of them are Sword Sects.

The aura pillar of the Sword Sect Realm has twenty-seven paths, and it is overwhelming. And the remaining Sword Emperor Realm aura pillars were also terrifying.

Such a lineup is a little too unbelievable.

Although he had already guessed that the strength of the Burial Corpse Sect was extraordinary, he did not expect that it would be so powerful, it was terrifying.

Han Chen's face was full of shock.

Boom boom boom

At this moment, a thunderous roar sounded from the sky.

Han Chen's double sword slashed, and the trapped dragon furious sword was cast, killing more than a dozen people, and he didn't continue to attack, his body retreated, stopped, and looked up at the sky, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that above the sky, the wind was fierce, the dark clouds were surging, and a faint aura shield emerged from the void.

It's just that this aura shield is different from the ordinary aura shield!

The area covered by this aura shield was so huge that it covered the entire mountain, and the most amazing thing was that the pillar of aura light released by the two or three hundred disciples of the Burial Corpse Sect was actually connected to the aura shield and could not penetrate it.

"No, that aura shield is passing through the pillar of aura light, absorbing the true yuan in the bodies of these disciples of the Burial Corpse Sect!" The sword blade transformed by the Samadhi True Fire swung, avoiding the four corpse puppets, looking up at the sky, Guiguzi's face changed.

As soon as his voice fell, the aura shield fluctuated violently.

Rumble!!

After only two or three breaths, with a deafening roar, a thick pillar of aura light with a foot of ten zhang appeared from the aura shield, like a thunderbolt, and fell fiercely.

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