brush!!

The gray gold bucket rotated for the second time, and more gray sand was forcibly taken out of nothingness, quickly followed the tip of the bucket and strangely penetrated into the golden bucket and penetrated into the body of the black-robed Hell. The gray sand seemed to be drawn out from the nine golden buckets from the magical talisman in Yan Fusheng's body and poured into him. On the spot, the aura of the black-robed Hell was instantly weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that the power in the body was being consumed and passed.

Brush!!

In the gray gold bucket, the black-robed Hell King did not resist, but quietly experienced the strange power falling on his body. Feeling the strange changes that took place as the gold bucket rotated.

While my whole body was covered with gray sand, my whole body seemed to not belong to me.

The gray gold bucket rotated several times in succession. Every time it rotated, the aura of the black-robed Hell changed strangely on the spot.

Every time, you can see that the aura emitted from the black-robed Hell King was unprecedentedly weak. The whole body seemed to have suddenly suffered unimaginable severe damage. The body, which was originally solid, became inexplicably a little illusory, and even the reincarnation path that had previously obviously existed in the body became extremely obscure. The body and soul were unprecedentedly weak.

It seems that even a cultivator in the Transcendent Realm can easily kill him.

Such changes only happened in a few breaths. In the eyes of many monks in the underworld, there was an unspeakable horror. In the minds, there were stormy waves rolling and roaring.

"How could this happen? What happened? How could such a change suddenly occur? How could the Black Robe Majesty become so weak all of a sudden? The cultivation and combat power seem to be unable to resist even the cultivators in the Transcendent Realm."

"What is that gray gold bucket, and what kind of power it contains. What kind of shocking mystery is contained in that step? Why can't I understand the mystery at all?"

Most monks cannot immediately understand the amazing changes.

"What is that? Is it the power of the past? This is the power of time and space. Can Your Majesty actually involve the power of time and space?" Zhuge suddenly pondered.

"So weird. The magical powers practiced by Your Majesty are really extraordinary. I am afraid that the many powerful techniques in the Thirty-Three Heavens Continent will not be inferior to those of the powerful techniques. Moreover, the strong power of law brought out during the attack is far beyond the reach of ordinary monks. It seems that he condensed his natal talismans and cultivated the real pure soul power."

Two dazzling divine light burst out from Jiang Pojun's eyes, and his face seemed to be thoughtful.

"Condensing the talisman of the natal world is the real king of cultivation. Unexpectedly, Your Majesty has already understood it. He is even taking one step forward on this road." Xue Lian thought to himself with a deep thought.

But his eyes fell on the sea of ​​darkness without any relaxation.

Looking at this moment, in the gray gold bucket, although the aura of the black-robed Hell was extremely decadent, his eyes were always as deep and dazzling as stars, and they shone brightly. Looking at Yan Fusheng standing in the air, a hint of enlightenment appeared in his eyes: "Okay! Good! Good!! What a three-life step in the cycle of reincarnation, this move - the past!! It really deserves to be of peerless power."

The Black Robe Hell King was aware of the slightest calmness. He said, "This step contains the power of the past, and uses the power of the past to push the golden bucket, allowing me to keep tracing the past and trace backwards. The strength of cultivation continues to fall, and return to the power of the original time. I have calculated carefully. Once the golden bucket turns, it will be a month of time. You force me back to the moment when I was withdrawn from the Book of Reincarnation. This moment is the weakest time. It is really good. With this combat skill, I will definitely become famous in the heavens and all realms. However, I guess there must be two styles in the present and future. Unfortunately, I can no longer witness it with my own eyes."

A hint of regret appeared in his voice.

"You are me, I am you, what's the regret? Go!!"

Yan Fusheng heard this and said calmly.

As the words fell, a blood-colored sword light burst out instantly.

A clear sword mark appeared almost at the middle of the black-robed Hell's eyebrows.

brush!!

At the moment when the black-robed Hell King died, a pitch-black bead suddenly broke out from his body. The bead then emitted a mysterious aura, becoming extremely deep, conveying a strange devouring force, and suddenly turned into a terrifying black hole, falling from the void, and swept the black-robed Hell King into the black bead in one fell swoop.

The black bead changes rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

While changing, a trace of mysterious and strange power was pulled from the void and gathered in the black beads.

In a blink of an eye, the black bead had condensed into a black sculpture the size of a palm. This sculpture was exactly the appearance of the king of Hell just now. It was lifelike and natural between the eyebrows, without a trace of axe-chief. It was just that there was no Yama Blade in this sculpture.

In the sculpture, there are also a trace of unique strange powers.

But unlike the sculpture before, that one has a strong sense of decay of time, and this one contains a strong sense of existence.

brush!!

When I reached out, two sculptures appeared in my hands at the same time.

Looking at the sculpture, one is a young man and the other is a middle-aged man. The young man sculpture looks like it exudes a kind of heroic spirit, but middle-aged man conveys a calm and majestic atmosphere. However, in the sculpture, you can feel a unique original atmosphere that is almost no different from Yan Fusheng.

"The past body and present body are cut off. The past cannot be traced, and the present cannot be peeked out. The flaws that exist in the world are becoming more and less rare. As for the future, with my current ability, it is impossible to deal with it. Moreover, in the practice of "One Thought and Slash Three Life", the future is hidden and difficult to detect. It can be seen that the future body is a field that I cannot involve now."

Yan Fusheng looked at the sculpture and pondered in his heart.

However, even so, you can start to truly practice the peerless magical power of "One Thought to Kill Three Lifes".

Taking a deep breath, quickly cleared the thoughts in my mind, put away the two sculptures with backhand, raised his eyes and swept around, and saw countless monks and important officials around the underworld, he immediately said in a deep voice: "Okay, this matter has been completed. It's just that I am practicing a magical power. There is no need to be surprised. Zhuge, you will return to each hall immediately and perform your duties and do not leave your duties without authorization. The other monks are all dispersed."

The voices were filled with endless voices, covering the entire underworld, full of unquestionable and denial.

"Abide by the orders!"

Zhuge and others showed respectful expressions on their faces, and immediately stopped hesitating. After bowing to agree, they quickly dispersed out and returned to their respective posts.

Naturally, secret speculation is essential, but it does not continue to surround it.

"The affairs of the underworld must be resolved as soon as possible. Although Lu Qing is temporarily guarding the Hall of Yama, some major cases cannot be replaced and must be handled by me personally. It is urgent to practice "One Thought and Kill Three Lifes".

As the group cultivators dispersed, a thought immediately emerged in Yan Fusheng's mind and he thought to himself.

"Resurrection, do you still have to continue to go into seclusion and practice in seclusion?" Xue Lian approached and asked softly.

The gentle words woke Yan Fusheng up from his thoughts, nodded slightly, and said, "Xue Lian, this time can only make you and Mrs. White Bone accompany each other. This retreat is related to the battle of the Dingding Blood Moon Realm. You must not be lazy. The purpose of retreat has not been achieved. This battle is just for practicing magical powers. Now, it is the critical moment. If you are neglected, don't be surprised."

The words also reveal a touch of tenderness that is not always available.

Xue Lian is not that kind of ignorant and rude woman. She has a kind of orchid heart in her heart. She chuckled indifferently: "Resurrection, you can go to retreat and practice in seclusion. It just so happened that Xue Lian was observing this battle and had some understanding in her heart. She also planned to retreat and practice in seclusion for a while, so as not to be unable to help in the future battle."

There is an unspeakable temperament in the expression.

"Okay, any resource in the underworld, as long as Xue Lian needs you, you can go to Wanbao Temple to find Jin Wuque to extract it." Yan Fusheng nodded and said with a deep look: "No matter how many treasures are, if they are piled up and protected without leaking, they are just a slave to protect them. Only by truly turning them into strength and their own cultivation can they truly belong to you. Don't worry about some small spiritual materials and elixirs. Just use them."

While speaking, he had already returned to the city lord's mansion.

After looking at each other, they stopped talking and quickly left each other.

The previous quiet room was destroyed. Yan Fusheng found a new quiet room again, walked in, sat cross-legged, and the light flashed in his hand, and the two lifelike sculptures suddenly appeared in front of him.

Looking at the sculpture, he pondered and said, "Okay, kill the body of the past, present, and future three lives, and condense the body of the three lives of reincarnation. This is the most fundamental condition for practicing "One Thought to Kill Three Lifes". If it cannot be achieved, it will not be able to formally practice. Once it is condensed, the body of the three lives is extremely easy to practice. Just fuse your soul and will into it to refine the body of the three lives. All the hardships are at this moment!!"

A solemn look appeared on Yan Fusheng's face. He took a deep breath and suddenly let out a silence from his mouth: "Slay!!"

As he finished speaking, a mysterious seal was formed on the spot. In the ghost palace, a gray sword light condensed out of nothingness and suddenly appeared above the soul fire. With a mysterious trajectory, he pulled out the traces of time and slashed down like lightning with a sword.

Click!!

In the soul fire, as the sword light fell, a crisp sound of shattering was made.
Chapter completed!