Using space means to push back the King of Growth, Yan Wushen did not stop, and instead rushed towards the King of Guangmu, using the space means to the extreme, and in an instant, he struck out with a palm.

An invisible wave was released from Yan Wushen's palm, and wherever it passed, the spaces collapsed, forming a terrifying vacuum area.

"Everything becomes empty."

King Guangmu's eyes narrowed, "The original way."

Without the slightest hesitation, King Guangmu quickly took action, mobilizing the power of world expansion he had mastered, and using massive amounts of earth, wind, water and fire to create a miniature world, which was stored in his palm. With the great magical power in Buddhist legends, he could hold the Buddhist kingdom in his palm.

for similarity.

"Click."

The power of Yan Wushen's palm was extremely strange. During the collision, there was not much movement, but the miniature world in the palm of King Guangmu exploded.

Endless wind, water, and fire surged, and the energy of destruction spread out, condensing into four ferocious dragons, and rushed towards Yan Wushen.

The four giant dragons are all extremely solid, lifelike, and emit an extremely terrifying aura, enough to tear ordinary Lindao realm experts into pieces.

But before they got close to Yan Wushen, they were disintegrated by an invisible force and turned into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye, dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

The Guangmu Heavenly King had a solemn expression and whispered: "It seems that everything has become empty. Yan Wushen's attainments in the original path have actually reached such an extent."

Yan Wushen has always been very mysterious. The dragon has never seen its end, so there is naturally very little information about him.

Some top-notch experts may know that Yan Wushen is the controller of space, but few people know that he is also the controller of the origin, and has practiced these two ancient ways to an extremely high level.

The main thing is that Yan Wushen simply doesn't bother to use the ancient way to deal with ordinary strong people.

Only extremely powerful men at the level of the Four Heavenly Kings can allow Yan Wushen to use all his methods without reservation.

After all, the four heavenly kings have mastered the extremely powerful power of the world, which is completely comparable to the nine eternal ways.

Thousands of miles away, the weapon spirit of Bailong Minghuangjia is still hidden behind the boulder, completely restraining his aura, eating the dried meat of the beast in the Holy King realm, and paying attention to the battle in the distance.

"With the power of space and the power of origin, this junior from the Yama clan is so powerful. The master of these two ancient ways has not appeared for many years."

Seeing Yan Wushen's methods, Jin Long couldn't help but look shocked.

Even in the Middle Ages 100,000 years ago, it had never seen a few peerless wizards who could rival Yan Wushen, let alone surpass him.

Of course, the strength of the Four Heavenly Kings also surprised Jin Long. Power that could rival the Nine Ancient Ways was extremely rare, and even fewer could be passed down.

On the other side, King Dawen activated the chaotic-colored treasure umbrella, and eighty-one orbs glowed, forming an extremely bright treasure light that swept towards Prajna like lightning.

Prajna stood in front of the Gate of Destiny, her hands formed mysterious seals extremely quickly, and golden Buddha light emerged from her body, turning into a golden Buddha lotus, wrapping her in it.

The Buddha Lotus seems to be made of divine gold, exuding a sense of immortality and invulnerability to all laws.

The precious light released by the Chaos Colored Treasure Umbrella is said to be able to sweep away everything, but something unexpected happened this time and it failed to achieve the expected effect.

Outside the golden Buddha lotus, countless golden Buddhas appeared, sitting cross-legged in the void, chanting the supreme scriptures of Buddhism together, and guarding the perfection of Prajna within them.

The Prajna treasure is solemn, like a female Bodhisattva walking in the world, holding a string of simple Buddhist beads in her hand, exuding vast Buddhist power.

"Buddhist sacred arts, and a string of rosary beads left by ancient Buddhas are a bit interesting." A strange color appeared in Yan Wushen's eyes.

You know, Prajna is from the underworld, and logically speaking, she should be very afraid of the power of Buddhism, but she is not only fearless, but can also cultivate powerful Buddhist power, which is really unique.

Yan Wushen could see that the Buddhist beads in Prajna's hand were not a powerful treasure, but they contained extremely pure and vast Buddhist power, which could be of great help in practicing and performing Buddhist holy arts.

If it were not for relying on Buddhist beads to amplify the power of holy magic, Prajna would have been unable to withstand the attack of the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella just now.

Seeing this scene, Jin Long couldn't help but widen his eyes, "It's just a matter of practicing the way of destiny. She is a member of the underworld, but she can also practice Buddhism. It's weird, it's really weird. Lord Long has been sleeping for a hundred thousand years.

Has the change been so big?"

It was a rare trip and he met six extraordinary and powerful juniors. Jin Long really didn't know what to say.

It feels like I have returned to the Middle Ages, where all kinds of heroes and evildoers emerged in endlessly and hundreds of rivalries competed with each other.

In the blink of an eye, Jin Long ate up the dried meat held in his claws, and was about to take out another piece, but showed hesitation, "The stock is running low, so I have to eat sparingly. Hey, I didn't expect that Mr. Long would actually do it now."

Now that even eating and drinking is a problem, it is better to follow the previous heads of the Zhang family and eat whatever you want. Unlike now, you have to be careful about eating some dried meat."

"How come the prodigal son of the Zhang family was harmed by a woman? Even Lord Long's body fell into the hands of this Nether Tribe woman. Why is my life so miserable, Lord Long?"

While complaining, Jin Long took out another piece of dried meat from the beast. Only food could give it some spiritual comfort.

As soon as he took a bite, Jinlong suddenly noticed something and couldn't help but turn his head to one side.

Even though they were far apart, Jin Long also saw the majestic surge of Yin Qi, coming like a tidal wave and a tsunami.

In the rich Yin Qi, countless ghosts flickered, as well as gray ancient corpses and ferocious white skeletons.

"Huh? The armies of the three tribes in the hell world actually dare to come outside."

There was a hint of strange color in the golden dragon's eyes.

The Yin Burial Mountain Range is an ancient battlefield. I don’t know how many creatures have been buried there. It is a place with extremely heavy Yin Qi. It is not much different from the underworld in the Eastern Region.

Since the Hell Realm broke through the cracks in the Kunlun Realm, the Yin Burial Mountains have become a merit battlefield, where countless armies of ghosts, bone tribes and corpse tribes have gathered.

However, the real battlefield is in the hidden space of the Yin Burial Mountains. The armies of both sides rarely appear on the periphery of the Yin Burial Mountains.

Otherwise, with the Yin Burial Mountains as the center, tens of thousands of miles in radius would have been turned into a scorched earth, and there would be no possibility of the existence of Anning Town.

Golden Dragon has always been in the Yin Burial Mountains, and is no stranger to these hell realm armies.

In a moment, the army of the hell realm came close and surrounded Yan Wushen, Prajna and the four heavenly kings.

Within the Yin Qi, powerful auras rose into the sky.

Although the armies of the hell realm gathered in it were not too many, they were extremely powerful. Their cultivation levels were all above the Saint Realm, and there were many top experts in the Saint King Realm.

As the Yin Qi surged, three extremely tall figures appeared, a red-haired Ghost King, a dark golden Bone King, and a bronze-skinned Corpse King, all exuding an extremely tyrannical aura.

Aura, many terrifying visions appeared around him, like demons.

Yan Wushen's gaze faintly swept over the three powerful men who showed their figures, "Yu Zong, Jin Zhang, Yuan Bie, it turns out it's the three of you."

There are countless powerful people in the hell world, but not many can make Yan Wushen remember their names.

Yan Wushen was able to name these three powerful men, which shows that their strength must be at the top level in the hell world.

"If we have the opportunity to deal with the four heavenly kings of Tiangong, we will naturally not miss it. If we can kill one or two, Tiangong will definitely feel heartache." The red-haired Demon King said with a smile.

The four heavenly kings stood side by side, looking at the approaching army of the hell realm with cold eyes.

King Guangmu raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly: "How dare a bunch of rabble come out to be an eyesore."

"Roar."

The red dragon wrapped around Guangmu Tianwang's arm flew out, its body quickly grew in size, and it let out a thunderous dragon roar.

"you dare."

The three powerful men who appeared all shouted violently and quickly took action to protect their troops.

"Bang."

Even though the three strong men were extremely fast, they still couldn't completely resist the dragon's roar. A small part of the army was directly shaken away.

Immediately afterwards, the red dragon opened its mouth and spewed out terrifying red flames that seemed to burn the sky and boil the sea.

This kind of flame is extremely yang and strong, and extremely domineering. It can be said to be the nemesis of the evil forces. It is perfect for dealing with the three races in the hell world.

"Huh, let me destroy you."

The Yulu Ghost King snorted coldly and stretched out a ghostly hand.

The majestic Yin evil ghost energy condensed and became extremely viscous, and actually turned into a liquid state.

Suddenly, a torrential black rain fell in the sky.

"laugh."

When the black rain comes into contact with the red flame, it is immediately evaporated.

Correspondingly, the power of the red flame was also suppressed and slowly weakened.

"Formation."

The Golden Split Bone King, who was dressed in dark golden white bones, shouted in a dry voice.

Immediately, the strong men of the three tribes immediately took action, forming a strange formation as quickly as possible, combining each other's strength and converging on the three strong men.

For a time, the auras of the three powerful men surged, and their bodies grew taller accordingly.

"The four heavenly kings, let you see the power of the Yinsha demon flag."

The Ghost King of Desire said in a cold tone.

As he spoke, a jet-black magic flag flew out of his body, rose up in the wind, and instantly became thousands of feet long. A large number of complicated and mysterious patterns were painted on the flag, each one possessing a soul-stirring and strange power.

This demon flag was obtained by three powerful men in the Yin Burial Mountains. It is a lost treasure in the Middle Ages. It is extremely powerful. When it shakes, the wind howls and the demons dance wildly.

One of the extremely important reasons why they dared to come forward to deal with the four heavenly kings and master the magic flags was one of them.

Even if they are unable to defeat them, as long as they have the magic flag in hand, they are sure of protecting themselves.

"It seems that you three did not come in vain. You will join me in taking action to give the four heavenly kings some color." Yan Wushen exuded a strong fighting spirit.

He does not need the three ghost kings of Desire to attack the four heavenly kings head-on. As long as they, like Prajna, restrain the four heavenly kings, it is enough.
To be continued...