"The strength of these three people is so hidden. Not long ago, they sent me to deal with my incarnation. I'm afraid that even one-tenth of their true strength..."

Ning Que said to himself, after seeing the scene of these three people killing the top ten Yin generals with his own eyes, he felt that he needed to re-estimate the strength of these three people.

He couldn't see through the two emperors of Daluo and Xie Yanzi, and always felt that these two people were hiding in the fog.

The only thing he could see through was Sima Changfeng. Although this person's strength was also hidden, he estimated that this person was the strongest and the sixth level of Zhaixing, and he was not his opponent.

After the ten Yin generals were killed, the remaining Yin soldiers could no longer stop the pace of the three emperors of Daluo, and they were approached by them that black mysterious palace.

Ning Que looked up at the mysterious palace and saw three ancient seal scripts written on the front of the palace.

"Xuanming Palace? This seems to be the residence of King Guang, one of the ten most important ghost kings in ancient legends..."

Ning Que muttered in his heart.

"boom!"

At this moment, a vast and boundless will suddenly rise in the "Xuanming Palace", and there was a strong sense of anger in that will.

When this vast will appeared, the entire "tongue-pulling hell" trembled, and countless ghost soldiers crawled on the ground, trembling.

There were even countless dark lightnings that appeared out of thin air above the "Xuanming Palace", and it seemed that there was an existence venting his anger.

"It's you three more, disturbing me from sleeping!"

A loud rage that resounded through the void came from the "Xuanming Palace". A black-robed emperor phantom, the size of a mountain, slowly emerged from the sky above the "Xuanming Palace". He had leopard eyes, lion noses, long beards, wearing an imperial crown on his head, and holding a scepter in his right hand on his chest.

"You three, the last time I disturbed my sleep, I just drove you out of hell. This time, you killed my ten Yin generals, and I will let you die here."

The black-robed emperor's phantom said angrily, his figure became more and more realistic and solid. Countless distorted and dark lightning appeared in the void, constantly landing on him and absorbed by him... The power in the entire "tongue-pulling hell" seemed to be gathering towards him.

"You fell in ancient times, and now there is only a trace of residual will left... We were careless before, allowing you to gather the power of the entire tongue-pulling hell and be repelled by you. But this time, you don't have such a good opportunity."

The Emperor Daluo said coldly, suddenly raised the Emperor's Sword high, and a profound power of the Emperor's Law burst out from his body, poured into the Emperor's Sword, and then slashed at the black-robed emperor's phantom with a fierce sword.

At this moment, it seemed as if a Heavenly Emperor was wielding his sword, and the Daluo Emperor Sword burst out with vast power of the imperial law, crushing all time and space.

This power essentially completely transcends the boundaries of the Star Picking Realm.

"Is King Guang of Qin? How can a dead soul who died in ancient times stop us at this moment?"

Xie Yanzi smiled coldly, and the evil scarlet flame mark on his eyebrows suddenly flashed, and an illusory golden flame as big as a fist slowly flew out of it.

The temperature of this golden flame is extremely terrifying. When it appears, the temperature of the entire tongue-pulling hell is rising rapidly, and the palaces melt like candles.

"Another kind of power that transcends the level of the Star Picking Realm..."

Ning Que, who was in the dark, had no idea what to say. The Lord of Daluo and Xie Yanzi were hiding too deeply. There was no relevant news about the two powers in the Daluo Star Realm. Obviously, these two people had basically never used these two powers in front of outsiders.

Sima Changfeng also looked at the two "partners" of Daluo Emperor Lord and Xie Yanzi with a strange look.

Damn, aren’t we the “iron triangle” formed by both the powerful forces in the Star-Zhaixing Realm?

Why is the only one of my horns that is a veritable iron product in the end, while you are high-quality fine gold?

How can you have fun after this?

Sima Changfeng thought in great complexity, and secretly kept a secret. He did not use all his strength, but used 90% of his strength to condense a mountain-like substantial fist shadow and blasted towards the phantom of the black-robed emperor.

The black-robed emperor phantom saw that the three emperors of Daluo and the other two began to attack without waiting for his figure to condense, and their faces changed drastically.

He knew that his background was seen through.

He is just a wisp of residual will that is about to be destroyed. If he cannot condense his body with the power of the tongue-pulling hell, he has no strength at all, and at most it is only a little stronger than the ten Yin generals.

And the imperial sword containing the laws of the Emperor's Dao, and the flame that was obviously the true fire of the sun that was famous in the past, were not something he could resist in his current state.

"It seems that I, King Qin Guang, will be truly destroyed this time..."

The black-robed emperor's phantom sighed in his heart, looking at the Daluo Emperor's sword that was slashing, the golden flame that was roaring, and the huge fist shadow, he simply stopped resisting it.

However, just as the phantom of the black-robed emperor was about to be hit by three attacks, a terrifying will of the black-robed emperor, which is thousands of times or even more times, suddenly woke up from the deepest part of the eighteen levels of hell.

The power of this will is indescribable.

Boom!

Almost one ten thousandth of a moment, Emperor Daluo, Xie Yanzi, and Sima Changfeng were hit by an invisible powerful force, and flew out of the tongue-pulling hell like a meteor.

Ning Que and all the powerful people who entered the tongue-pulling hell were forced to send out by an irresistible invisible force.

Before being sent out of the tongue-pulling hell, Ning Que vaguely saw a huge and boundless phantom of the mother god, rising from the deepest part of the tongue-pulling hell.

More importantly, the appearance of the Mother God’s phantom is almost exactly the same as his Houtu Dharma.

The phantom of the mother god also stared at him, and gently flicked his finger, sending the ten balls of Yin Jiang's blood left by him that he had no time to take away directly to his demon tower.

"Houtu God? What does she mean?"
Chapter completed!