"It's been more than one thousand eight hundred years..." The fisherman with golden light all over his body trembled, his eyes cast into the void, "You have trapped me for more than one thousand eight hundred years, isn't it enough?"

In the void, no voice answered his question.

But the chains that bound him tightened even more, and the laws from the deepest layers of the Two Worlds Rivers continued to lower their strength, trying to subdue the angler.

Diao Weng’s emptiness face made up of black mist began to twist, his only mouth was also pinched, and golden blood continued to flow down the corners of his mouth.

With every drop of golden blood flowing through, the black mist covering his face dissipated a bit, and his facial features slowly condensed like this.

It was the face of a middle-aged man, and he could vaguely see the handsome outline of him when he was young, but now there is only endless wind and frost on this face, which obviously looks young, but it gives people an illusion of being extremely old.

"Youdi Capital has already revealed its true body and will no longer hide. The power you have left cannot withstand his impact. It is the weakest moment. With this family background, you still want to continue to suppress me?"

When he regained his own face, the angler held his palm empty, and a gust of airflow formed a whirlpool in all directions, gathering in his palm.

When this force condenses, the heavens and the earth are all alone.

The Liangjie River, which was still very calm, was shaken by this force at this moment, and wave after wave was set off, among which many unconscious wandering souls were rolled up and let out miserable howls.

The soul-suppressing stele seemed to feel something, the entire stele body shone brightly, and the suppression force from the depths of the void became stronger and stronger. The angler's whole body was enveloped by this force, and even the bones made a sour sound of rubbing. .

"That's the only thing you can do?"

There was a disdainful smile on the angler's face, "Yes, after so many years, your strength has been almost consumed."

As soon as the voice fell, the fisherman suddenly punched the void!

With this punch, countless cracking sounds rang out.

The chains that spread out from the depths of the void and entangled his body, all cracked under his fist, turning into the original strength between heaven and earth.

And those hidden wills were finally irritated by the angler's behavior.

In the depths of the gray fog, a voice buzzed, "Dare you break the laws preserved in the heavens and step on the boundary of birth and death?"

Hearing this voice, the angler sneered and said, "The tortoise shrank his head, did you finally dare to show up?"

"The laws of the heavens are all shit!"

"You wimps, you are afraid of the powerhouse born in a savage world, and even do not hesitate to create the laws of the netherworld to create a post-mortem cage. Are you so afraid that the human race will kill the world and take your dog's life?"

"Stubborn!"

The voice deep in the void was a little angry, and the entire world of Liangjiehe trembled because of his anger, as if he was the law, the will of the world's origin.

"Yan Wufu! You were voluntarily sealed in the boundary of life and death in order to spy on the divine way. This is the contract you signed with the law, and it is definitely not our persecution!"

"Now you take advantage of the power of the law to tremble, break the lock of fate, and want to escape. According to the contract, we can directly destroy your physical body and send you to the netherworld!"

Having said this, the voice in the void paused, and said solemnly: "However, since you have been abiding by your duty over the years, we are willing to give you another chance."

"Oh?"

The fisherman, or the mysterious man named Yan Wufu, showed an expression of interest, and sneered: "I want to hear, you filthy ‘gods’, what do you have sordid thoughts about."

"Kill the You Emperor of the Youshen Clan."

The voice after the void paid no attention to Yan Wufu's mockery, "Since you are now free again, with your strength, it is not difficult to kill You Emperor."

"Kill that old guy?"

Yan Wufu smiled lightly: "Thanks to his incarnation of a real dragon and shaking the law of Liangjiehe, the old man can escape the control of your gang of trash. Speaking of which, the old man has to thank him for killing him? Why?"

"Because of this, you are going to kill him!"

The voice deep in the void shouted sharply: "Yan Wufu, Youdi is the biggest variable in Liangjiehe that is not subject to control! If he does not die, sooner or later there will be greater loopholes in the law of Liangjiehe! The Youshen clan has already used Liangjiehe. The loopholes in the law have survived to this day, and we will not allow one more to appear..."

As soon as he said this, it seemed that something exploded in the depths of the void, and a large cloud of gray mist turned into nothingness, and the whole world was quiet for a long time because of this.

The existence hidden behind the void seems to say something forbidden. Ji, was warned, and couldn't speak again for a long time.

Yan Wufu also showed a pensive expression, guessing which name the other party was going to say.

There have been few names that can make those so-called "gods" jealous.

And there is only one name that has something to do with the Youshen clan.

Yan Wufu happened to know who the owner of that name was, his eyes drenched slightly, and he said in surprise: "So you are afraid of him."

The gray mist churned in the void, and that voice did not answer Yan Wufu's question.

"After so many years, you are still afraid of him."

Yan Wufu sneered, "This is the so-called face of the gods, it's really a bunch of trash."

"Yan Wufu!"

That voice suddenly sounded.

The space around Yan Wufu began to vibrate violently.

"Kill You Di, and you will be free! This is a very good deal. Whether you do it or not depends on your own thoughts."

"Otherwise, we really want to suppress you, you can't escape these two rivers at all. You should know this better than anyone else!"

"So what?" Yan Wufu raised his eyelids and said with disdain: "Rather than listen to your **** words and go to the You Emperor to fight for life and death, the old man might as well go directly to the You Emperor, practice their transformation methods, and transform himself. Cheng Youshen!"

"Do you really dare to turn your face with the Youshen clan for the old man alone?"

"If you have this ability, how could you be beaten like a dead dog by the gods back then? Not only did you dare not treat the human world, but even your own world did not dare to go back. You bothered to be a dog of those guys. In exchange for the fleshy bone of Liangjiehe. If you break your fleshy bone for the sake of the old man alone, tusk..."

Yan Wufu didn't continue here, but what he revealed in these words still silenced the voice behind Void.

After a long time, the voice sounded again, and the momentum that had just disappeared, "Since you know how Liangjiehe was born, you should understand that although we rely on Liangjiehe, we have the ability to destroy it!"

"Once Liangjiehe is destroyed, let alone the ghosts, even you will not escape the fate of death!"

Yan Wufu sneered twice, but did not refute.

In his eyes, this group of wimpy gods occupy the two worlds river, traveling outside the cracks of the world to be the tortoise with its head, it is a bunch of waste at all.

But this bunch of waste does have the power to destroy Liangjiehe. Now they are in Hanoi, as if they are on a small but stable ship. Those'gods' are the helm and the owner of the ship, and the ghosts Both the clan and Yan Wufu are villains on the boat. If they are in a hurry, these "gods" can directly pierce the boat, and water will leak everywhere, and everyone will die together.

"Speaking of it, it's nothing more than seeing You Emperor's current strength and feeling threatened. You can't directly rely on the chains of fate to suppress it like you treat the old man, so take this opportunity to let the old man fight with You Emperor, no matter who It’s a good thing for you all."

"Since you are so strong, why don't you kill Emperor You personally?"

Yan Wufu cast his gaze into the depths of the gray mist, and the shadow of the true dragon in the incarnation of the emperor slowly moved. With each movement of it, the law of heaven and earth in Liangjiehe would be violently turbulent.

This is the reason why the hidden ‘gods’ cannot hold back.

"I don't give you these wastes as lackeys. If you really want to kill Emperor You, then kill yourself. The old man has been imprisoned for many years, and he finally got his free body today. He has other important things."

Yan Wufu didn't have a chance to speak to that voice again. After a long laugh, his whole body rose from the ground, like a long rainbow that broke through the sky, concealing the gray mist.

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