Under the broken metal cell, there was something suspended that Yang Xuanlan had never expected. The initial joy was gone, and what was left was only huge shock and a terrifying death crisis!
"not good!"
Yang Xuanlan's expression changed drastically and he wanted to retreat but it was already too late.
"Hahaha……"
A burst of earth-shaking laughter resounded through the void, the laughter was wild, raging, and filled with another kind of pride, like a prisoner who had been imprisoned for many years suddenly seeing the light of day again.
"boom!"
In the midst of this maniacal laughter, boom! The sky darkened, the underworld air billowed, and a tyrannical aura violently erupted from the broken metal chamber along with a huge coercion.
"Boom!"
Deep in the black underworld, a big hand quickly grew from small to large, and like a god or demon, it stamped hard on Yang Xuanlan's bronze bell jar with a roar.
This indestructible bronze instrument, which could not be shaken even by the Storm Sword Sea, collapsed instantly, and a huge palm print was dented on it.
"Wow!"
Yang Xuanlan screamed as if he had been hit hard, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot inside the bell jar. He and his magic weapon were rolled and hit hard by this terrifying big hand as if it were swatting a fly.
The storm sword fell down on the sea with a clang.
"scare!"
The evil prince had just passed through the stormy sea of swords. When he suddenly saw this scene, he trembled all over and turned pale with fright. Chaoyang Prince Consort Yang Xuanlan and he were on par in strength. If the two of them fought against each other, within half a day they would probably
There is no way to win or lose. Not to mention that Chaoyang Prince Consort still has a powerful defensive weapon called the bronze bell jar.
However, Yang Xuanlan was beaten like this by someone's palm!
The evil prince was extremely shocked. However, compared with another incident, Yang Xuanlan's injury seemed insignificant.
"Ah, Asura!..."
The evil prince exclaimed, looking into the distance with a pale face!
The great Asura in the demon-suppressing formation was still alive, and a catastrophe was caused more than ten years ago. The quasi-saint level Asura who destroyed Pingchuan City once was actually still alive.
The evil prince couldn't believe his eyes!
At this moment, even if the powerful evil god of heaven and earth comes here, the evil prince will not be so shocked. This is not only about a shocking fact, it also means that the three of them have fallen into a trap and fallen into a death trap.
territory.
Creatures in the underworld have an unusual obsession with human blood, and Asuras are the best among them. Legend has it that they even use human blood to make wine.
"not good!"
The evil prince's face changed drastically. He subconsciously wanted to leave here. But he took two steps back, his face immediately turned gray, and he gave up the idea obediently.
——Behind you, the swords buzzed, and thousands of flying swords in the stormy sea of swords made a sound like hungry mouths.
The speed of these flying swords' shuttles and turns was ten times faster than before.
If it were just like this, although the injury would be more serious, the evil prince would have a way to go back, but..., the evil prince looked in the direction above his head. In addition to the seventy-two flying swords of the seventh level of martial arts, the other thirty-six martial arts
The eighth-level flying sword, as well as the four most powerful flying swords at the ninth-level martial arts level, seemed to be stimulated by the aura of the Great Asura, and they all came to life.
Not to mention anything else, just the four swords guarding the ninth level of martial arts can wipe out his body!
"Damn it! One step too slow!"
Yang Ji's expression at this time was no better than that of the evil prince.
He reacted much faster than the evil prince. The evil prince realized later, but Yang Ji had already arrived under the storm sword sea. Even half of his body was about to penetrate into the sword sea, but it was too late!
The big Asura just released his own breath, which triggered the reaction of the sword array. Now, no one can get out unless this big Asura is killed.
Thinking of this, Yang Ji completely gave up the idea of escaping from the demon-suppressing formation. Turning around suddenly, Yang Ji looked at the black smoke billowing dozens of feet away with a solemn expression.
An invisible pressure filled the void. The rich aura of death was almost suffocating. At this moment, the core area was almost equivalent to a small underworld.
The blood energy in the bodies of Yang Ji, the evil prince, and Yang Xuanlan were all suppressed to varying degrees, and the blood energy became disordered.
"Hahaha, it's been too long, so long that no one will come in anymore!"
The wanton and arrogant voice buzzed, shaking the void. All the more than a thousand swords buzzed as if they were being strongly stimulated. The core four ninth-grade flying swords flashed with brilliance and were aimed at the core direction.
The great Asura seemed to fall at any moment.
The faces of the three people were extremely ugly, and a storm-like sense of danger swept over the three of them. On the ground, without saying a word, Yang Xuanlan quickly took out a round brown pill from his arms and swallowed it into his mouth.
After taking this elixir, Yang Xuanlan's complexion immediately improved a lot. Without saying anything, he took advantage of the moment when the great Asura laughed, reached out to pick up the bronze bell jar on the ground, reduced it to the size of a fingernail, and then stood up.
Come.
"What should I do, what should I do? All three of us have been fooled. If we don't kill this big asura, no one will survive!"
Although Yang Ji remained calm on his face, he was extremely anxious in his heart.
Although he had not fought against this big Asura, he could not know more clearly how powerful this big Asura was. If he had not been a little sure, Yang Ji would not have even tried or confirmed it.
Thoughts of running away.
At that moment, when the breath passed over his body, Yang Ji felt that his hands and feet were cold, and his breathing almost stopped. The strong sense of crisis was almost crazy.
Yang Ji has encountered so many powerful beings and encountered so many dangers. But never once has he been so impressed with the abyss that his soul was shaking and he couldn't feel any hope of survival.
Yang Ji encountered so many dangers, and the reason why he survived was due to his strong sense of danger and the instinct of a warrior.
Yang Ji never doubted this.
It's a pity that the plan couldn't keep up with the change, and he was only a little bit short of it, and he couldn't escape after all.
"Twenty years old, twenty years old, all of us are here early!..., hateful. If Yang Xuanlan and his son hadn't taken away the things left by their father, how could I not have known this."
Yang Ji glanced at the expressionless Yang Xuanlan not far away, feeling secretly resentful in his heart.
The father is kind and the son is filial, and he has always been full of respect for his father. If he reads the notes left by his father, he will strictly abide by them.
Only mother and son Yang Xuanlan, who are full of hostility, hatred and contempt for their father Yang Du, would not take it seriously at all.
Yang Ji could even imagine that Yang Xuanlan, mother and son, must have thought that twenty years old was the age at which their father, Yang Du, speculated that he was ready and qualified to enter the demon-suppressing formation.
It's a pity that they don't know at all. Twenty years old also means another thing:
——As long as you wait until you are twenty years old, the quasi-saint-level great Asura suppressed in the demon-suppressing formation will be completely refined!
"...I realize now that it's too late!"
Yang Ji gave Yang Xuanlan a hard look. Although he didn't speak, Yang Ji could feel it. He should have understood all the key points here.
The silence in the core area was terrifying. The three people's bodies were so tight that they were as motionless as clay statues. Only thousands of flying swords whirred around them, sending out crazy screams like warnings.
Yang Ji looked at the billowing smoke in the center with vigilance, and his heart tightened. The crisis was growing rapidly in the void, but after realizing that there was no way to escape in a short time, Yang Ji felt more relaxed. Another kind of curiosity
Gradually it takes over my mind.
"I wonder what these Asuras from the underworld look like?"
A flash of lightning flashed in Yang Ji's mind.
Although he has entered the underworld once, Yang Ji has no impression of this legendary species in the underworld. Asuras are strong men in the underworld, and every asura is extremely powerful.
Meeting them in the underworld is definitely not a fact.
And the Great Asura is the king among the Asuras, the king of battle, and his status in the underworld is extremely high. In the catastrophe of the underworld ten years ago, all the creatures in the underworld obeyed this quasi-saint-level Great Asura.
command.
In the underworld, unless you are Martial Lord or above, you will basically die if you encounter them.
At Yang Ji's level, if it weren't for a special place like the Demon Suppression Formation, it would be really not easy to see such a fighting king!
"call!"
The air flow surged and the underworld energy dispersed. In the broken dark gold chamber, the mysterious Great Asura finally revealed his true face. Hiss! In addition to Yang Xuanlan, Yang Jihe could clearly see the face of this Great Asura.
The evil prince took a breath almost at the same time.
——In the billowing black smoke, a blurry head of flesh and blood was squirming strangely. Judging from the shape, it was vaguely identifiable as a human head. The nose, eyebrows, and face were all gone, and even the mouth was visible.
It doesn't come out anymore, only a pair of evil eyes are still there, that kind of aloof, leering and violent eyes, vaguely revealing the figure of the owner of this head who once went to the sky to swallow the sea and rule the world as a king.
Great Asura!
Although there was no trace of it, Yang Ji knew that this was the big Asura from ten years ago. Although there was only a blur of squirming flesh left, it was indeed still alive.
Its legs, torso, and internal organs were all gone. But it still had a long, strong arm covered with fine scales that was as black as iron. The five black nails on its fingers were long, extremely sharp, and flashed with blades.
Such cold light.
It was the only arm that clearly showed the three people the powerful strength and threat of this great Asura!
"His!"
Yang Ji took a deep breath. It was so shocking! There is no doubt that the lost legs and torso of this big Asura should have been refined by the demon-suppressing formation.
But Yang Ji never thought that with only a head and an arm left, this big asura was actually still alive.
Such a powerful and strange vitality is simply creepy. Yang Ji has never seen such a terrifying ability in any other creature!
The atmosphere was even more gloomy and depressing than before. Yang Ji didn't have to look back to know that the evil prince's feelings were probably no different from his own.
It was so weird, especially when you saw that blurry mass of flesh and blood still slowly squirming, it made people feel even more weird. If it weren't for the storm sword sea behind him, Yang Ji would have run away in horror. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!