Yun Chen stood in the golden bowl, his face turned extremely ugly.

This golden bowl is likely to be a treasure that surpasses the best immortal weapon.

How could ordinary top-quality immortal weapons be so powerful?

You know, although he is only at the cultivation level of the Immortal Lord, he can kill the powerful Immortal Emperor. Even he cannot easily open the golden bowl, and even be injured by the patterns inside the golden bowl. This shows that even the Immortal Emperor can kill the golden bowl.

How could a treasure that can kill the Immortal Emperor be as simple as a top-grade Immortal Artifact?

"I don't believe it!" Yun Chen's face turned ruthless, then raised his finger and suddenly pointed it out in front of him.

With a point of view, a magnificent and boundless killing momentum suddenly spread out, and then turned into a torrent and poured out, turning into a huge finger, hitting the golden bowl hard.

With a "bang", the pattern on the golden bowl was blown away by fingers, and then a tiny crack appeared on the golden bowl.

Although the crack is very subtle and cannot be seen by the eyes without even the spiritual sense, it is indeed a crack.

With the appearance of the crack, the Holy Monk Pudu outside suddenly turned pale, and then opened his mouth and spewed out a blood arrow, and his breath became a little listless.

"How is that possible?" he murmured, looking at the golden bowl below with an incredible look.

His Buddha Demon Golden Bowl is a treasure that surpasses the best immortal weapon. The hardness of this treasure is indestructible.

However, now, Yun Chen has blasted a gap.

How powerful this Yun Chen must be!

Without thinking about it, fearing that his treasure would be completely destroyed, Pudu quickly waved his hand, and the golden bowl suddenly shrank wildly, then roared from below and landed in his hands.

Looking at Yun Chen, who was almost unharmed, Pudu's face became extremely ugly.

Yun Chen's strength has exceeded his imagination.

"Hmph, you're lucky this time!" Pudu said unwillingly, then his eyes fell into the void not far away: "The Blood Yang Immortal Emperor, it's you!"

"Hahaha, this guy is indeed not weak. He can actually block your attack from Master Pudu. It's good, it's really good!"

In the air, a figure that looked like Maitreya Buddha appeared.

The figure was fat and big-eared, wearing a long gown, playing with two beads in her hands, and her eyes as big as a copper bell were staring at Yun Chen excitedly.

"My name is Xueyang, from Huntian Sect, Fellow Daoist Yun, my Huntian Sect has a lot of grudges with you! This time, I am here to take your life under the order of the Emperor!"

The Blood Yang Immortal Emperor said, and the beads in his hand suddenly threw out.

The two beads were thrown out and immediately rose in the storm. Then, they turned into two huge blood-red spheres, which were suspended in the air.

Then, the entire space suddenly became extremely cold, as if it was coming directly from the human world to purgatory.

"fall!"

Xue Yang shouted loudly and formed seals with both hands.

Then, the two huge spheres suddenly burst out blood-red silk threads, which covered the sky and covered the clouds below. Wherever they passed, the void actually made a hissing sound, as if it had been corroded by something.

"The resentful soul thread, each resentful soul thread, requires a large number of ghosts to condense, and these ghosts are best for the ghosts that have just been killed." Seeing this, a monk couldn't help but sigh, and couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic for those who were killed.

"Shh, just a little bit, you don't want to live anymore, that's the Blood Yang Immortal Emperor. You don't know the terror of Blood Yang Immortal Emperor. Be careful that he condenses you into part of the resentful soul thread." When his companions heard his voice, they immediately said some serious rumors.

Hearing this, the man's face changed slightly, and then he closed his mouth tightly and did not dare to talk.

At this time, Yun Chen, who was standing in the square, saw countless resentful soul threads whistling, and his face became extremely calm.

It was a sign of extreme anger.

With so many resentful soul threads, how many monks need to be killed to condense it?

Moreover, the more kind and simple the person this kind of resentful soul must be, the stronger and stronger the condensed silk thread will be.

"Come on! Blue Virgin, burn it all the time, my partner!"

Yun Chen raised his hand gently, then threw it gently, and a blue lotus-like flame suddenly rose into the air, then rose in the wind, turning into a huge ice-blue lotus, swallowing towards the silk threads frantically.

When the silk thread fell, it immediately made a hissing sound and was burned directly as soon as it touched the flames.

This scene made the face of the Blood Yang Immortal Emperor in the air change, then he snorted coldly and pressed his hand down. Two huge blood-red balls suddenly hit the ice-blue lotus-shaped flame like two meteorites.

The next second, two huge balls collided with the lotus-shaped flame.

Suddenly, a shocking roar suddenly soared into the sky.

Ice blue and blood-red waves swept out around, causing ripples.

The huge roar caused the bodies of many cultivators with low cultivation to explode directly, turning into a mass of blood mist.
Chapter completed!