Central Holy Land, Youyunzhou, Youming Mountain.

The Lord of the Netherworld, Austin, finally couldn't bear it anymore. Yang Fan really wanted to force their Netherworld Palace to death. Not only did they Netherworld Palace hand over all the Hongmeng purple aura, but even the Lord of the First Palace would be slaves under his seat for billions of years. It was too much, really too much.

Without continuing to tolerate, the Lord of the Netherworld, Austin directly activated their Netherworld Mountain Protection Divine Array - the Netherworld Array. He wanted to use the power of the God Array to kill Yang Fan here in one fell swoop, and would never give Yang Fan a chance to breathe. Otherwise, if he escaped, he would definitely become a big trouble for their Netherworld Palace. Yang Fan's talent was too terrifying. He was so terrifying that he was frightened. But he never expected that with the blessing of the Netherworld Array, his strength suddenly surged to the sixteen-and-half-step Holy King realm, and he could not defeat Yang Fan. Not only did he destroy his ultimate punch - the Six-Dao Reincarnation Fist, he also completely destroyed their Netherworld Array of the Netherworld Palace.

The strength is so terrible that it is very likely that it has reached the seventeen half-step holy king realm, or even the eighteen half-step holy king realm.

This power was far beyond his imagination.

It was not something he could deal with, and without the blessing of the Netherworld Array, whether he could stop Yang Fan's monster with just thirteen half-step saint king cultivation was a question. He could never do it by making him surrender and become a lowly slave.

Finally, a trace of madness flashed through Austin, the Lord of the Netherworld, and he ignored everything else and prepared to use their last trump card in the Netherworld Palace to make a final try.

...........

No, he wants to... Lord, hurry up, kill Austin... Garfield's expression changed suddenly, as if he had thought of something terrible, and anxiously reminded Yang Fan.

Hum? It seems that Austin's trump card is a bit amazing. Yang Fan frowned slightly. It was possible that Garfield was so panicked. The means Austin was about to use were definitely not simple. However, Yang Fan did not obey Garfield's words and took action directly, suppressing Austin, the Lord of the Netherworld. Instead, he looked at Austin, the Lord of the Netherworld leisurely and let him do it.

A master of skill and courage.

There is no trump card in the Nether Palace, but Yang Fan has used all his strength. So far, he has used the power of the flesh shell, the immortal body of Hongmeng, the vast magic power, the ten saints laws, the sixty-five perfect saint laws, and the terrifying holy soul comparable to the top half-step saint king. One trump card and one killer move has never been used.

Not to mention one ten thousand, you have to be afraid of you three points. A mere corpse is not qualified. Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and showed a sneer. Although the power contained in this claw is terrifying, it is more than a thousand times stronger than his previous punch, it is only so.

Hongmeng immortal body, open.

Boom~~~ Boom~~~ Boom~~ Boom~~~

The endless purple aura seemed to burst out from Yang Fan's pores and cells. The momentum of his body surged wildly, ten times or hundreds of times, and his body also rose rapidly. In an instant, it turned into a purple giant tens of millions of feet high.

Ah, the Lord still has hidden, maybe there is hope in this battle... Garfield glared at the eyes, and his desperate heart suddenly burst into light of hope. At this moment, the aura that Yang Fan burst out was not as good as the corpse of the underworld beast, but was only a little inferior.

Roar, let me break it.

Rumble~~~

One man and one beast, it seems like two giant mountains colliding together.

The terrifying power seemed to explode the entire world.

Countless disciples of the Nether Palace had no time to scream and were completely transformed by the energy frenzy.

Pick ~~~Pick ~~~Pick ~~~

Yang Fan took more than ten steps in his legs. Each step left a huge pit of millions of miles on the ground. On his right arm, fine and dense cracks appeared faintly, but soon, under the erosion of infinite purple air, he recovered as before.

In contrast, the corpse of the underworld beast only took nine steps back.

Obviously, this time, Yang Fan suffered a small loss.

.........

Hahaha... I blocked it, and the Lord blocked it... Garfield suddenly burst into cheers of surprise, his heart full of joy for the aftermath of the disaster. Now it seems that he doesn't have to die.

On the other hand, Austin, the Lord of the Netherworld, had a scary face, and his eyebrows were even more frowning. His cultivation reached the half-step Saint King realm, and it was a trivial matter to be reborn from blood. Such a small injury was nothing at all, and it had no effect at all.

The corpse of the Nether Beast has fallen for billions of years, and the power is less. If Yang Fan cannot be killed with absolute power, they will be the one who will be defeated in the end.

However, the corpse of the Nether Beast is already the strongest foundation of their Nether Palace. Even if he wants to help, he has no choice.

With his thirteen false holy cultivation, he did not even have the qualifications to participate in the war.

.........

Ha, come again. Yang Fan's eyes were filled with excitement. The higher the height, the harder it was to find an even opponent. The corpse of the underworld is barely considered a good opponent.

Rumble~~~

Yang Fan's body moved, tearing the space directly and purging towards the corpse of the underworld beast.

Bang~~~Bang~~~Bang~~~

One man and one beast collided wildly, and the big and big mushroom clouds kept surging, as if the doomsday was coming.

.........

Soon, a stick of incense passed.

One person and one beast are quite chess-like, and one will meet a good talent when meeting a chess game, and no one can do anything to anyone.

Hahaha... It's so satisfying, so happy... Yang Fan laughed loudly, how many years have you not had such a happy battle. Since the arrival of the Origin Continent, you have basically crushed all the way. Almost no enemy has been able to walk two moves in his hands. Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, saying, "It's almost time, and everything is over."

What? Could it be that he still... and hidden... Austin, the Lord of the Netherworld, trembled and a hint of uneasiness surged. No, this is impossible...

Just then...

Boom~~~~~ Boom~~~ Boom~~~ Boom~~

The ten saint king rules flashed on Yang Fan's body, and his aura surged wildly again.

.........

Ah~~~ God, I don't believe it, this is not true, it is not true...
Chapter completed!