Yang Qi pointed his spear horizontally, and his momentum swallowed the sky.

In contrast, the momentum of the prince and Yun Hailan was completely suppressed. The two of them gathered together, as if a pair of miserable mandarin ducks were being forced by bullies.

Such a scene is a humiliation for the prince.

Since his birth, he has been domineering and powerful, swallowing up the Eight Desolations and Kyushu. He has never shown weakness for a moment. Even in the legendary realm, facing the Great Sage, he is so powerful that he will never be suppressed or trampled under his feet.

But now, he was suppressed by Yang Qi.

Even it is impossible to escape, there is no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth.

If the prince once had an absolute advantage over Yang Qi when he was single-only, then no advantage has existed now, because Yang Qi absorbed the holy marks of the eighteen great saints and integrated into the Pure Land of the Gods.

This kind of power activates the Heavenly Fist. Each punch can destroy chaos, recreate the world, cut off faith, and deceive the stars, making it impossible for him to rely on the power of the outside world.

His realm is also very low, he is only at the first level of the Great Saint. He has just been promoted, relying on his special physique and true energy, and being able to summon the power of immortals from the space.

That is why many great saints were able to subdue.

But now, everything has lost its glory, and all its abilities have been suppressed by Yang Qi.

Deep inside him, the flames were angry, but to no avail.

Yang Qi's spear locked the souls of the two, making them in a state where they could not get rid of murderous intent. They knew that in Yang Qi's mind, murderous intent was already gathering, and no matter whether they escaped to the ends of the world, they would be unable to escape the pursuit.

The spear of the God of Underworld trembled slightly, not Yang Qi's hand trembled, but the accumulation of strength on it, the light of dusk, the music of death, and the final elegy resounded and was attending the funeral.

All the holy marks begin to condense and brew in the Pure Land of the Gods.

Yang Qi's momentum became more and more powerful. He locked in the target and killed a blow. He would not say anything nonsense to the prince and Yun Hailan.

"Yang Qi!"

Suddenly, Yun Hailan spoke: "You really want to kill me? I have no feelings for you in your mind."

Her eyes suddenly became affectionate.

"Those who blaspheme the glory of the gods must be judged by the gods..." Just as she was trying to seduce Yang Qi, a grand voice was conveyed from Yang Qi's body. At this moment, Yang Qi is no longer a human being, but a god who is above and beyond the immortals, and will not be shaken by anyone's emotional will.

The Spear of the God of the Underworld finally reached its peak.

"The final elegy..."

moment!

A dazzling light of dusk, with the inspiration of the spear of the God of the Underworld, cut through the Pure Land and attacked the Prince and Yun Hailan.

Everyone saw the blow of the phoenix's nirvana.

This move is the spear technique of the God of the Underworld in the Divine Elephant, the ultimate killing move, and the final elegy. Once activated, it is equivalent to a funeral, completely destroying the person under this spear.

"With me here, no one can kill Yun Hailan." The prince Fang Tian painted his halberd to the sting, "Zhu Xian and kill the gods! I want to kill the gods, I want to kill the immortals, I want to destroy the demons, I am the only one in this world."

He was like a trapped beast fighting, grabbing the halberd, cutting through nothingness, burning the immortal marks, cutting through heaven and challenging the majesty of the gods.

when!

The Spear of the God of the Underworld collided with the Zhu Xian Battle Salute, and the sound of the elegy was even louder. The holy light of heaven was splashed like a waterfall. Everyone was touched by the elegy, stiffened on the ground, and kept kneeling down.

The prince's whole body was as if struck by lightning. The fairy armor on his body suddenly dimmed and completely lost its luster. The fairy marks no longer flowed.

The Zhuxian battle halberd in his hand was shattered and turned into pieces, sprinkled everywhere in the Pure Land of the Gods, and then evaporated by the holy light. Yang Qi's attack concentrated the power of the eighteen great saints and stabbed with one spear, suppressing all the true energy in the prince's body, making him unable to activate the immortal scars.

The prince used the Great Sage realm to activate the immortal traces, which was a child who played a big hammer.

Puchi!

The spear of the God of Underworld pierced into his fairy armor, and blood splattered everywhere.

The prince grabbed the spear of the God of the Underworld with one hand, so that the spear could penetrate into his body. He dripped out of his mouth and almost died.

In his eyes, he was in humiliation and was about to be killed by Yang Qi. He was about to reach the realm of the Great Saint and was about to traverse the world and swallow up the eight wildernesses, but now he is about to die here.

"It's useless. The fairy armor is a treasure, and it also needs human urging. Your power cannot urge the fairy marks." Yang Qi took another step, and the holy light of heaven behind him became more and more intense. The spear suddenly became twice as thick as he wanted to blow the prince into powder.

At the same time, a golden mace appeared in his other hand and hit Yun Hailan hard on his head. There were thousands of gold coins. Not to mention that Yun Hailan had not become a great saint, even if he became a real great saint, he would have to die. You must know that Yang Qi has now concentrated the power of the eighteen great saints, as well as the power of millions of ancient elephants, as well as the fragments of the prehistoric heart, and even the ancient chaotic energy and the ancient immortal formation.

No matter what Dragon Realm plane or the power of the Sea Neptune plane is worth mentioning in front of Yang Qi.

Yun Hailan felt that the golden energy poured down. At this moment, she really realized the horror. Yang Qi had no spiritual flaw at all and would not hold back at all. Yang Qi was now a god walking on the earth.

Boom!

At this moment, the moment when the prince and Yun Hailan both fell.

A huge palm, with the breath of the heavenly throne, actually came from nothingness and grabbed directly on the Pure Land of the Gods. The crystal wall system of the Pure Land of the Gods was forcibly separated, and time stopped at this moment.

He was a great saint with a very high rank. He suddenly took action, and a thunder attack was set, and he wanted to rescue Yun Hailan and the prince.

"Heavenly leader!"

Yang Qi didn't have to look at it, just know who this big hand was. He must be the leader of the Tianfa Academy. He was also observing this battle. Now that the prince has reached the point where he has exhausted his energy and finally can't help but take action.

As soon as he made a move, he implemented the law of time.

Freeze time to prevent all attacks.

However, just as he frozen time, Yang Qi was not affected at all. The mark of the gods deep in his eyebrows moved, lifting all locks of time, because time involved the realm of the gods.

The leader of the heavenly throne is blaspheming the gods.

However, at this moment, the big hand had already grabbed the prince and Yun Hailan, flew out of the Pure Land of the Gods, soared into the sky, and was about to escape into nothingness.

"Emperor Yan Demon, kill him, and the Spear of the God of the Underworld will be taught to you!" Yang Qi failed, but he was extremely calm, and he roared continuously, and his extremely strong mental fluctuations penetrated into the depths of time and space.

"good!"

The demonic energy spreads across the sky.

The Demon Emperor Yan suddenly walked out of the empty space, and the strong demonic energy penetrated through time and space, blocking a large sea of ​​clouds in the sky. His body was like lightning, and he rushed directly into the range covered by the big hand. The Demon Hand grabbed it back, and when he shook in the air, he shook the two people out of it.

One of them, like an ancient saint, had the aura of the world, and captured Yun Hailan and the prince. He was the leader of the heavenly throne, while the other one was a masked lady, a father and daughter, who took action again.

Yang Qi ascended to the sky, the Pure Land of the Gods was condensed around his body, and the wronged souls of the eighteen great saints appeared and disappeared. This is their mark of life.

The Demon Emperor Yan was ready to fight with the leader, and he was alive and dead.

The leader grabbed the prince and Yun Hailan with great hands, put down the prince and Yun Hailan, and blocked them by his side, looking at Yang Qi with cold eyes: "Yang Qi, you won a great victory today, and forgive others when you have to forgive others. For my sake, let the prince and Yun Hailan go. I promised the prince's mother to take care of him and not let him die here."

The prince did not say a word and sat down cross-legged, as if he was using his skills to restore his body. He knew he was safe.

Yun Hailan also breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yang Qi: "Yang Qi, you are waiting... the many masters of Zhendan Temple will not let you go."

"Yang Qi, what do you say?"

The masked lady shouted: "Isn't it enough that you have killed so many great saints today? You must kill them all?"

"You father and daughter are really a virtue." Yang Qi spoke lightly, without any fluctuations in his relationship. At this moment, he is united by man and gods, and merges with the great heaven to refine the holy marks of the eighteen great saints in his body: "Give you face? Do you think you still have face? Sorry, I not only want to kill the prince today, but also your father and daughter! It seems that there are two more people I want to kill."

"Yang Qi..."

The leader sighed: "Hate has blinded your heart. Now I want to kill you. I won't tell you whether you have this ability. What kind of hatred do I have with you?"

"I represent the gods. You have blasphemed the glory of the gods. It's time to go to hell." Yang Qi's spear stood up, his tone was even more plain, and he didn't explain anything.

"What if I pass on the position of leader of the Tiantai Academy to you now?" the leader said, his eyes flashing.

"There is no need to leave it behind because of your existence. Today you have to force the prince away. I will kill the Tianwei Academy completely without leaving any chickens and dogs." Yang Qi's spear was brewing strength.

"You have become a demon, it's a pity that if you continue like this, you will not be able to become an immortal, or even become a saint." The leader of the heavenly throne shook his head: "I am leaving today, and the Demon Emperor of Yama can't stop him. Yang Qi, just take a look. Why am I the strength of the number one person in the plump continent?"
Chapter completed!