The tomb of the burial god and the nine doors are opened.

There were nine soul-dementoring lights from it, and in an instant, they fell towards Yang Jian, who was breaking through the water and heading towards Qin Feng.

Rumble!

Subconsciously, Yang Jian didn't care about this soul light at all, and slashed down with his backhand.

The nine soul-dementoring lights, there were five of them, which were cut down and dissipated under this sword, and the other four were still falling towards Yang Jian, enveloping them in an instant.

Yang Jian's figure paused for a moment under the four soul-dementoring lights.

It's clear though...

These four dementor lights were far from enough to trap Yang Jian, Yang Jian's body shape and movements were not greatly affected, and his brows furrowed slightly, just when Yang Jian was about to annihilate the remaining four dementor lights.

Nine golden runes, at an extremely fast speed, broke through the void in an instant, and appeared directly in front of Yang Jian's body, without giving Yang Jian the slightest time to react, and instantly submerged into Yang Jian's body.

The golden streamer bloomed from Yang Jian's body.

'Nine Heavens!'

Yang Jian's eyes shrank suddenly, obviously recognizing the nine runes.

'Not good. ’

His heart subconsciously tightened, and sure enough, with the submersion of these nine runes, the cultivation in his body was rapidly sealed, and the moment the runes were submerged, it was sealed with three percent of his cultivation.

And this number is increasing...

Sancheng... Forty percent... Fifty percent...

When the seal reached the fifth percentage, Qin Feng, who was stepping on the surface of the boundary river, pressed down with his hand violently, and in an instant... The nine gates of the tomb of the buried gods, from which there were hundreds of dementor lights, all burst out in unison.

Almost instantly, all of them fell on Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian's incarnation, which had been sealed with fifty percent of his cultivation, was frozen in place under the light of the soul dementors of hundreds of paths.

If he wanted to operate the cultivation in his body, he had already entered his body and was circling around his body, and the power of his incarnation was further sealed.

Now...

Less than thirty percent of the cultivation in the body can be mobilized.

And this is only 30% of the power that can be mobilized, and all of it has to be used to resist the hundreds of soul powers that fall on the body, otherwise... His incarnation may have become a nourishment in the tomb of the buried god.

After trying a few times, Yang Jian finally gave up mobilizing the cultivation in his body, a smile appeared on his face, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand dispersed, and he stood on the surface of the water, surrounded by the power of soul dementoring and the nine Heavenly Runes, and raised his eyes to look at Qin Feng.

"You monkey..."

"Okay, this one, I'm losing. ”

"The next time we see each other, you and I will fight hard!"

Yang Jian was very hearty, and after saying this, he turned into a wisp of smoke and dispersed on the spot, even the roaring dog not far away.

He barked at Qin Feng a few times, turning into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating in place.

Because for Yang Jian, he was tricked and sealed to cultivate... Essentially, it's no different from losing.

Since he lost, there is no reason for this incarnation to continue to exist here, so it is better to disperse.

As Yang Jian left, Qin Feng's mind moved, and the Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb slowly disappeared from the void, but Qin Feng could clearly feel that there was an extremely low meaning coming from the Tomb of the Burial God.

Obviously, this ghost prison burial god tomb was very frustrated that it did not swallow Yang Jian's incarnation into the tomb.

Looking at the place where Yang Jian's incarnation dispersed, Qin Feng didn't stay long, turned around and stepped out of the boundary river, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that the reason why things would go so smoothly was that things would go so smoothly.

It's entirely because Yang Jian never wanted to win in his heart, otherwise... He couldn't have done it so easily.

Although the Ghost Prison Burial Divine Tomb and the Edict Heaven Jiuwen have a strong sealing power, the opponent is not an ordinary person, it is Yang Jian, the Erlang God who even the Jade Emperor is afraid of.

You know, just ... Yang Jian's third heavenly eye did not move at all.

If the Eye of Heaven attacks the Ghost Prison Burial God Tomb, then whether it can be completely sealed as a result has to be discussed.

Qin Feng turned his head to look at the land of the Heavenly Gate, at this moment, the battle outside the Heavenly Gate was also nearing the end, most of the two million heavenly soldiers died, and the rest could no longer bear it, and surrendered one after another, one by one, the dantian was abolished, the roots and bones were removed, and they were kicked into the Heavenly Gate, leaving them to fend for themselves.

Now only a few quasi-saints and Kim generals are left to resist stubbornly.

Like what... Ling Yazi.

At this moment, Ling Yazi can be described as embarrassed, without the slightest appearance of a prince, and his whole body... The left half of his body was almost completely turned into an ice sculpture, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

Don't talk about the people around him, most of them are like this, covered in frost and shivering.

You may not believe it when you say it... Cold.

A group of quasi-saint powers would shiver coldly.

It's all because the person in front of them has no support.

To know...

Wuzhiqi is not Mu Shangzhi's name, but his clan name.

Just because he is the only one left without a branch in this era of the Ten Thousand Worlds, many times others will replace his name with a no branch Qi.

In the era of the flood and famine, the clan of the Wuzhi Qi clan is a ruthless character who can work together with the ancient gods and water gods.

Its power to control water and ice is by no means comparable to ordinary people, let alone the group of guys in front of him.

Mu Shangzhi had a pair of ice blue eyes, and there was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth at the moment.

The hand was raised in an instant.

Suddenly, a breath of frozen heaven and earth qi emanated, instantly enveloping these quasi-saint powers in front of him.

Followed by...

Behind Ling Yazi, the dozens of quasi-saints, especially the middle-grade and low-grade existences, were all covered with coldness, and they were completely frozen within a few breaths.

Only Ling Yazi, relying on his quasi-saint peak cultivation and the wisp of holy power that Lu Dongbin had left behind in the broken sword in his hand, barely resisted and was not completely frozen.

However... Seeing that his body was frozen one after another, Ling Yazi also showed a look of despair.

He sighed at the sky.

He never thought that he would be the king of the thirty-sixth heavens and the official of the frontier.

How brilliant it was when he was crowned king, stepping into the gate of heaven, the three thousand realms bowed down to greet him.

Who would have thought that in the end, they would fall into such a situation, and they couldn't even escape if they wanted to.

If you had known that the result would be like this, it would have been better to lead the heavenly soldiers and generals in Tianfu and fight to the death... It is also the heroic martyr of death and the glory of death, how can it be like now.

However, in this world, there has never been a word of regret.

Whether it's an immortal or a Buddha.

The decisions made are the responsibility for them.

Bang!

Behind Ling Yazi, there were half of the quasi-saints, most of the cultivation was under the quasi-saints, and the entire body and divine soul were all destroyed at the same time.

Collapsed...

And it's not just their physical bodies here.

Existing in the heavens and all worlds, the incarnation, the soul division, and everything that belongs to them, at this moment, all are annihilated and dissipated.

To kill, it is to kill completely.

This... Only then can it be called, extinguished!