When the gray fog sword appeared, it was only a hundred meters away from He Wuhen.

The more light it shines, it will almost instantly hit He Wuhen.

At such a close distance, even the top god master was caught off guard and was about to be hit on the spot.

This also made He Wuhen see that Yu Bansheng's strength had reached the level of a top god emperor.

And in the Evil Mist Mountains, he used various strange attack techniques to even assassinate a half-step God Emperor-level powerful man!

There is no doubt that under the level of the God Emperor, Yu Bansheng has reached the peak and is almost invincible.

But it’s a pity that He Wuhen is not the level of the God Lord, but the God Emperor.

Just as the gray fog sword stabbed, his figure disappeared.

The sharp sword of gray fog hit the mountains below, and immediately blasted the two peaks into powder, and two huge deep pits appeared on the ground.

Yu Bansheng, who was hiding in the evil fog, said in surprise.

He felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly concealed his breath, constantly changing his direction, avoiding He Wuhen's tracking.

However, just as he was teleporting quietly, a giant golden hand appeared out of thin air, grabbed him and pulled him out of the evil fog.

"Bang!"

With the muffled sound, Yu Bansheng was thrown into the ruins by the golden giant, and the earth that smashed 100,000 miles into trembling violently.

His body had been twisted and deformed by the golden giant hand, like a ball of rotten flesh, twisted with the gray robe he was wearing, and looked extremely strange.

"Damn it! This person is so powerful?"

Yu Bansheng was so scared that his soul was thriving. He immediately struggled to escape and hid in the evil fog.

However, a big foot wearing black boots suddenly appeared in front of him and stepped on his chest with a "bang".

A terrifying force came from the foot, and immediately stepped Yu Bansheng's body into two sections. He opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of gray blood.

"puff!"

Yu Bansheng's body was destroyed, and his upper body was struggling to hold it up and looked forward.

He Wuhen, wearing a black robe, looked at him with a smile.

"You are not a member of the Shadow Clan, but you have mastered the Shadow Clan's magical powers and skills. You can hide in the evil fog and in the alien space."

"I'm curious, how did you do it?"

Although Yu Bansheng's body was destroyed, his soul still did not escape from his body.

Half of his face was ferocious and twisted, his eyes glaring at He Wuhen with bloody eyes, and roared: "Who are you? You are at the level of God Emperor, right?"

Yu Bansheng's appearance is very ferocious and terrifying, but he is extremely arrogant and arrogant inside.

The reason why he kept his face half-faced was given by his strongest enemy.

He did not use divine power to repair his head and never returned to his normal human form. He just wanted to warn himself to keep in mind the deep blood hatred of the sea of ​​blood back then.

He swore in his heart that only by killing the enemy with his own hands can he repair the other half of his head.

Yu Bansheng, who was so proud, believed that he was invincible under the God Emperor, and of course he could not accept his defeat at the hands of a human god.

That's why he asked He Wuhen if he was a powerful God Emperor.

He Wuhen looked at him coldly, ignored his shouting, and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"Hahaha... don't even think about it!" Yu Bansheng laughed wildly with blood spray in his mouth, "Even if you die, don't even think about asking any answers from me!"

He Wuhen frowned and said nothing.

He could see that the Evil Shadow Hall was not only powerful, but also had strict rules, and the strong people under him were all elite dead soldiers.

So, he stopped talking nonsense and slapped Yu Bansheng's head with one palm.

"Bang!"

Yu Bansheng's head collapsed into powder, splashing out more than a dozen soul fragments.

He Wuhen waved his hand and put away the fragments of his soul, and his figure quickly disappeared from the spot.

Shortly after he left, several hazy gray shadows appeared in place, exploring around and disappeared.

He Wuhen found a mountain outside the Evil Fog Mountains, hid deep underground, and drilled into the illusion of time to refine the fragments of the soul.

Two days later, he refined Yu Bansheng's soul fragments, and his figure appeared in the Evil Fog Mountains again.

He had already obtained the news he wanted and had enough understanding of the situation inside the Evil Shadow Palace.

He only had one idea about the Evil Shadow Palace.

"This Evil Shadow Hall is not simple."

Of course, it was just not simple, and it was not an invincible force to him.

He only needs to be cautious to achieve his goal.

He Wuhen's figure flashed, passing through layers of evil fog, and arrived again at the place where he killed Yu Bansheng yesterday.

This area is still empty and silent.

He Wuhen stayed invisible, moved forward quickly, and rushed to the depths of the Evil Fog Mountains.

Now he has mastered the situation of the Evil Shadow Hall and is more confident in his actions.

"After crossing this mountain, you will truly enter the Evil Shadow Hall."

In a blink of an eye, He Wuhen crossed a gray mountain range that was ten thousand feet high.

"Swish!"

He passed through a large array of evil fog and entered the area of ​​the Evil Shadow Hall, and the scene in front of him also changed.

The evil fog around disappeared, and in front of him was a towering mountain range that lasted for millions of miles.

On the top of the mountain stands a huge and dark ancient palace, emitting a cold cold air of death.

That is the main hall of the Evil Shadow Palace, where the Hall Master and the Deputy Hall Master are located.

Around that mountain range, surrounded by nine mountains, each with a gray palace on the top.

He Wuhen knew that it was the palace where the owner of the Nine Hall was.

Under each church, there are three deacons and eighteen dead soldiers.

Of course, no matter the lowest level evil shadow deacon, the evil shadow deacon, and the nine hall masters, they are all powerful people at the level of God.

In this headquarters of the Evil Shadow Hall, there are no creatures below the level of the God.

"All the dead soldiers, deacons, hall masters and hall masters have a total of 192 people, all of whom are powerful gods, including more than a dozen shadow tribes."

"There are only nearly 200 strong men who stayed at the headquarters of the Evil Shadow Hall. If we include the envoys sent by the Evil Shadow Hall to 168 cities and the heads of various industries, there are nearly 800 powerful gods under our command!"

"No wonder the Evil Shadow Palace can become one of the four overlords of the West, controlling one-quarter of the territory!"

He Wuhen murmured with a serious expression, looking at the Evil Shadow Palace from afar, a cold light surged in his eyes.

If he was only at the strength of the God Lord, or at the half-step God Emperor level, he would never be able to step into the Evil Shadow Palace. He would not even see the Lord of the Palace and would be surrounded and killed.

Fortunately, he has reached the level of the God Emperor.

No matter how powerful the Evil Shadow Palace is, he is qualified to break in and fight with the Lord of the Palace!

Suddenly, the evil fog in front of him surged, and more than a dozen gray figures appeared in 66.

He Wuhen looked closely and saw that all of them were evil-shadowed soldiers wearing gray robes and showing no face, with a total of eighteen people.

From the marks on the gray robes of the dead soldiers, he identified that these were the dead soldiers of Xiefengtang, responsible for defending the evil mountains and clearing out the invading enemies.

Before He Wuhen could take action, the figures of the eighteen dead soldiers disappeared.

They scattered all over and fled into the evil fog, launching siege and attack.

He Wuhen stood in the air without moving, his face calm and he was not worried at all.

But he secretly used his spiritual sense to investigate and knew the traces of the eighteen dead soldiers.

A moment later, when the eighteen dead soldiers attacked, he finally took action.

A black light flashed in his palm, and a black divine sword appeared out of thin air, the blood-drinking sword.

"Swish!"

He Wuhen held the blood-drinking knife and slashed into the air thousands of feet away in front of him, wielding a colorful sword light that created the world.

With a dull "bang", a gray-robed dead soldier appeared out of thin air in the empty sky.

The gray-robed dead man was cut into two pieces by the light of a knife, and flew backwards with blood spurted.

He Wuhen's figure flashed and chased after him, slapped his left hand and smashed the head of the corpse.

The soul of the gray-robed dead man was photographed to pieces and died on the spot before he could escape his body.

At this time, seventeen other gray-robed dead men attacked and killed.

In the sky around He Wuhen, countless gray fog blades, divine light sword light and various divine art lights emerged out of thin air.
To be continued...