Mozu Wutian must have manipulated a certain method secretly to allow his shadow to come out.

And just as Ye Chen was thinking about how to avoid it, a murderous spirit emerged from the deep space.

Ye Chen was shocked at once, before he had time to think about it, he backed away quickly.

And this time, a gray-haired old man turned out to appear.

That is what the ancient emperor Yu looked like!

One after another, two phantom shadows blocked Ye Chen's path.

"Lord of Samsara, Samsara Heaven Sword does not belong to you, so you should hand it over so that you won't get hurt later!"

The majestic and misty voice came from the depths of the void, rumbling and spreading, making people invisible.

But Ye Chen just raised his head, looked over there, and frowned at the same time.

He knew that the pursuit this time was not that simple!

Sending so many Tianjiao to attack him is actually not enough, and there are shadows behind him secretly.

These people take too much of themselves!

The figures of the ancient emperor Yu and Wutian, the demon ancestor, stood one behind the other, unmoving like a mountain.

If Ye Chen wants to escape from here, he must lead to the front.

For him, this is a difficult challenge.

Especially when the soul of the mysterious man has dissipated.

Ye Chen frowned.

And at the moment he was thinking a little bit, the sky in front of him was violently turbulent.

The consciousness that Mozu Wutian had turned into him didn't want to give him a chance to escape at all.

A burst of dark demon energy rolled in and burst out suddenly.

The ancient emperor Yu made imprints on his hands, his eyes condensed slightly.

Immediately afterwards, countless visions came crashingly.

Billowing devilish energy, turbulent.

Ye Chen only touched slightly, and was eroded by the strong devilish energy, and his eyes suddenly shook.

He quickly backed away, away from this devilish energy.

This breath, with a deceptive nature, is the origin of the magic way, and the evil nature is extremely strong.

Mozu Wutian was expressionless, his eyes turned into hot magic pupils, bursting out incomparably black energy, and the corpse mountain blood sea, firmly formed.

The devil of hell, Shura Yasha, and the headless nose, all turned out to be extremely hideous and terrifying.

Through this black energy, Ye Chen's consciousness seemed to penetrate this kind of endless void and reach the depths of darkness.

There is the existence of Jiuyou!

It seems that Demon Ancestor Wutian has also spent his blood in order to deal with him.

There is also an ancient emperor Yu emperor quietly watching the battle not far away.

This battle is at stake!

Ye Chen stood in the void, looking at the scene in front of him, thinking about what to do.

Shentu Wan'er and Sun Yerong took a rest for a while in the blue and yellow spring map, and absorbed the original strength of the Cuizhu Pond, recovering extremely quickly.

The two of them also felt the danger of the outside world, so they came out of the blue and yellow springs.

Ye Luoer wanted to come out, but the ban on the goddess was too great, she couldn't help at all.

now.

The Qinglian Excalibur is on the left, and the Wuwei Tianjian is on the right.

Two auras immediately rose into the sky, protecting Ye Chen's body.

Those two beautiful figures also turned into light envoys at this moment, dispelling the black mist around the void.

However, the world of Nine Netherworlds transformed by Mozu Wutian became extremely blurred in the next moment.

Faintly, the devilish energy is absolutely absolutely.

Even with two extremely powerful swords in hand, they can't stop such devilish energy!

That monstrous devilish energy condensed into a group of quiet fire, as if it were flames coming from Jiuyou Huangquan.

"Lord of Samsara, you can't escape today."

The clone of Mozu Wutian had an extremely cold expression.

"Nine Nether Fire: Chi Tian Yan."

Mozu Wutian spit out a few words indifferently.

Ye Chen was still a little puzzled, what exactly was this move, but when Shentu Wan'er heard this, her expression suddenly changed.

"It's actually... Blazing Sky!"

Shentu Wan'er muttered, her eyes were quite shocked.

Ye Chen knew that this flame was extremely powerful, but didn't know its specific origin.

Shentu Wan'er took a deep breath before speaking slowly.

"There is a mental method in the Nine Nether Heart Sutra, which can condense the original magic power into flames."

"As long as this wisp of magic flame is released, the power of the entire Jiuyou Huangquan will be concentrated here! It will produce terrible power!"

According to Shentu Wan'er, the Blazing Flames summoned by Demon Ancestor Wutian is the most terrifying destructive technique in the Nine Nether Heart Sutra.

"According to the rumors recorded in the ancient books, this wisp of demon flame is the place where the entire Nine Nether Heart Sutra inherited, and all the Nine Nether Powers that follow evolved from it!"

Shentu Waner's expression became extremely solemn.

The group of flames in the void burned more and more vigorously, but the people present did not feel any temperature.

On the contrary, he felt a burst of cold, rising from the soles of his feet and reaching his whole body.

The flame package seemed to constitute a **** of eternal darkness, which had a great impact on their spirits.

If you are not careful, you may be eroded by the **** fire and become a walking corpse.

"Hold your mind! I can't follow his way!"

Shentu Wan'er had seen many ancient books in the Shentu clan, which recorded some magic techniques from the old times.

The Shentu family was also a family born at the turn of the old and new eras. After the endless battle that year, there must be more ancient books in the family than in the lower realm.

So she also knows some methods, how to avoid the erosion of these ghost fires.

But they are now trapped in such a cage. If they want to break free, they have to let their minds go empty, wash away the lead, and return to their innocence, before they can escape the shackles of this faint fire.