Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The Obsidian Demon King retreated continuously, and was helpless in the face of Jiazi's surging spear light.

He was secretly shocked that the Jiazi Shadow Guard's strength had reached such a terrifying level.

The strength of a mere shadow guard is so terrifying, and Yi Ting's own cultivation level is probably beyond the scope of his imagination.

Is this the most powerful person in the Immortal Realm?

The Obsidian Demon King shouted loudly and once again activated the Black Soul Nightmare's true form.

In an instant, the fog of nightmares erupted. These black fogs were pervasive. As long as they were accidentally contaminated, they would sink into the nightmare and be doomed.

Wei Wuji, Jia Wei and others before had followed this path.

It's a pity that Jiazi, as the leader of the Shadow Guard, is far from comparable to Jiawei in strength.

"A mere nightmare!"

A trace of disdain flashed in Jiazi's eyes and he waved his sleeves, as if he could swallow the sun, moon, and stars.

In an instant, the heaven and earth, the mountains, the rivers, the sun and the moon seemed to come to a standstill.

The Obsidian Demon Emperor's nightmare mist also seemed to solidify.

Without the protection of the nightmare mist, the Obsidian Demon King has nowhere to hide.

Facing Jiazi's spear light that could penetrate the galaxy, he could only bite the bullet and fight hard.

It's a pity that he was already seriously injured. He was hit head-on, but with just one blow, he vomited blood and flew backwards.

Defeated in one blow!

"Is this the strength of the leader of the Shadow Guards?"

Wan Jun's eyes widened. Previously, the Obsidian Demon Emperor suppressed the three shadow guards and Wei Wuji with ease.

Now, when Jiazi takes action, it's a completely crushing situation.

"In the future, I will pass on to you, and you can also train your own shadow guards."

Yi Ting patted Wan Jun's shoulder gently, and immediately locked his eyes on the Obsidian Demon Emperor again.

"Oi Yao, don't make any unnecessary resistance anymore. If you hand over Ning Kun now, I can also be more generous to other ancient demons who are not involved in this matter."

"Leave it to your mother!"

Obsidian Demon King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, "Today, only the fish will die and the net will be broken. How can the net be opened! Die! Die! Die!!!"

For a moment, the Obsidian Demon King looked crazy, and the Black Soul Nightmare's real body expanded ten times, a hundred times, and a thousand times in an instant!

"Stubborn!"

Yi Ting waved his sleeves and said coldly: "Then it will be as you wish!"

Jiazi received the order from Yi Ting to kill him, and his attacks were even more fierce and ruthless.

I saw spears all over the sky, penetrating the sky, and hundreds of holes were immediately opened in the huge body of the Black Soul Nightmare's real body.

The billowing nightmare energy spurted out from those wounds.

However, under Jiazi's sleeves, it finally turned into frost and mist, shaking off and falling.

In an instant, the fierce wind swept through the frost mist condensed from the black mist, floating in the sky over the entire chaotic dead lake.

Falling on the land that had long since turned into scorched earth, it seemed to play a lament for the dead.

"laugh!"

Finally, the spear in Jiazi's hand penetrated from the Obsidian Demon Emperor's chest.

A generation of demon emperors also died.

However, there was not much sadness and pain in his eyes, but instead there was a sense of relief that was like relief.

The former Obsidian Demon Emperor was also the proud son of a generation.

With his talent, if he hadn't been injured by Yi Ting, he would have suffered permanent injuries that could not be healed.

No matter how hard he practiced, he could only slow down the pace of regression in his cultivation.

For an arrogant genius like him, being unable to make any progress throughout his life and with his cultivation constantly deteriorating, this kind of pain is even far worse than death.

"Yi Ting, cough cough cough..."

The Obsidian Demon King spat out blood from his mouth, and stared at Yi Ting with his eyes full of resentment and hatred, "I'll wait for you below, hahahaha... I..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiazi pulled out the spear.

Thunder, intertwined with flames, turned the Obsidian Demon King's body and soul into flying ashes.

Jiazi withdrew his spear with an indifferent expression, and immediately lifted the cage holding Wei Wuji and flew back to Yi Ting.

"Emperor, the mission has been completed!"

As Jiazi finished speaking, the other shadow guards basically killed all the monks of the ancient demon lineage who came with the Obsidian Demon Emperor, leaving no one behind.

On the Shadow Guard side, there were no casualties.

Such a well-trained and powerful elite team, placed on the frontal battlefield, is probably enough to withstand any ace legion of the demon clan!

What's more, they are just the remnants of a group of ancient demons.

Yi Ting took a deep breath, waved his hand gently, and the cage holding Wei Wuji immediately fell into pieces.

He stretched out his hand and drew Wei Wuji in front of him.

Although Wei Wuji was born in the Zixuantian Ice Clan, he was also one of the confidants he trained.

Otherwise, Yi Ting would not have handed over all the demon-slaying swords to Wei Wuji.

In fact, Yi Ting is more interested in cultivating Wei Wuji to replace Immortal Emperor Hao Cang and become the future master of the Ice Tribe.

After all, Haocang's fellow seemed to be obedient to him on the surface, but in fact, he was just obedient and obedient.

"Elder Wei!"

Wan Jun hurriedly stepped forward to investigate. After all, Wei Wuji was reduced to a prisoner in order to hold back the enemy and cover their escape.

However, the moment Wan Jun stepped forward, Wei Wuji suddenly opened his eyes.

In an instant, Wei Wuji's arm turned into a dragon's claw and grabbed Wan Jun's chest.

"Um?"

Yi Ting's expression changed: "You are Ning Kun with the power of the ancestral dragon!"

Yi Ting's reaction was so swift, he grabbed Wan Jun by the shoulders and threw him aside.

But at this moment, the "Wei Wuji" who originally attacked Wan Jun with all his strength turned to attack Yi Ting with a cold light in his eyes.

His real purpose from beginning to end was Yi Ting.

However, just when "Wei Wuji" thought he was about to succeed, Yi Ting's figure suddenly split into two.

A dragon claw lingering with the aura of destruction and crushing passed through the middle of the two figures.

Yi Ting, unscathed!

And with this dazzling effort, Yi Ting had already grabbed the opponent's wrist with his backhand, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"No matter how you hide and disguise, the power of Taixu Zhoulong's ancestral dragon has still exposed you."

Yi Ting smiled coldly, "Ning Kun, I never thought you would throw yourself into a trap! I, I think highly of you!"

In an instant, ten Grade-A shadow guards formed a formation and surrounded Yi Ting and Ning Kun.

No matter how Ning Kun tried to escape, he would never be able to escape the trap set by these ten shadow guards.

"When did you find out?"

Ning Kun was restrained by Yi Ting, but he still didn't panic too much. He just sneered and questioned.

"From the moment you were not thrown as bait. Even if you took over Wei Wuji's body, even if you perfectly concealed all your auras, I would not believe you."

Yi Ting smiled coldly.

However, at this moment, Ning Kun actually broke his arm and ran away with a grin.

However, the dragnet of the top ten shadow guards was already waiting for him.

In an instant, there was a burst of swords and sword shadows, and "Wei Wuji" had been twisted into a bloody mist by the shadow guards.

However, what they killed was only Wei Wuji's body.

"Old Yi Ting, you are not stupid, and I am not stupid either. Do you really think that I will throw myself into a trap without any preparation? If you are not afraid of death, just catch up. Otherwise, today next year will be your death anniversary!"

Ning Kun's laughter gradually faded away.

Obviously, he was deliberately tempting Yi Ting to go deeper.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Commander-in-Chief Yun Ting cursed loudly and said coldly: "Your Majesty Emperor, I think Ning Kun is just making a fuss."

"Emperor, Ning Kun has many tricks, so you must be on guard!"

Wan Jun had dealt with Ning Kun several times before.

During the Dragon Slaying Operation, Ning Kun had dared to snatch fate from Yi Ting, and he succeeded.

It can be seen that this person is by no means an idle person.

"In my opinion, it's better to be careful."

Wan Jun frowned, feeling a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart for no reason.

But Yi Ting shook his head and smiled, "Even if I ask you to enter the urn, I have to enter it today!"

He is determined to get the dragon jade fragment in Ning Kun's hand today.

"Chase!"

Yi Ting uttered one word coldly, and the next moment, the Jiazi Shadow Guards, headed by Jiazi Shadow Guards, immediately cleared the way in front and flew out without the slightest hesitation.

…

Deep in the Luan Lin Death Swamp, in a cave.

At this moment, Xuance was sitting cross-legged on a chessboard.

He stared at every chess piece on the chessboard, sighed softly, and slowly placed a chess piece with "Obsidian" engraved upside down on the edge of the table.

"Why……"

Xuance sighed softly and murmured: "Although I know that you, an old ghost, will die today, after all..."

He raised his hand to wipe away a teardrop from the corner of his eye, and soon his eyes fell on the chess piece with the word "Ning Kun" engraved on it.

"Although you are an abandoned son, do you still want to control your own destiny? Old Ning, Old Ning, the moment you are put on the chessboard, your destiny is no longer within your control. In the past, you betrayed the master. , you have nothing, but now you can get this power. This is also the bargaining chip you have to pay!"

"As for you..."

He looked at another chess piece with the word "Shenglin" engraved on it, and smiled faintly.

"My great son, it's almost time for you to come on stage! This play can't be done without you!"

…

Let's say that Yi Ting and his party followed Ning Kun's aura and went deeper and deeper into a cave. After a while, they entered a world like magma purgatory.

All around, there are endless rivers of lava, rushing through the broken cracks, emitting a low and powerful roar. The bursting sound of bubbles emerging from the magma from time to time is like a mysterious whisper coming from deep underground.

"Is this the underground space of Luan Lin Death Ze?"

Wan Jun frowned slightly. It was no easy task to dig out such a complicated and cumbersome underground space, and it was in a dangerous place like Luanling Death Lake!

It seems that the layout of the remnants of the ancient demon lineage in this chaotic swamp is no longer a day or two.

"Lord Emperor, here seems to be a huge magic circle."

As Yi Ting and others continued to deepen, Jiachen Shadow Guard among the ten shadow guards suddenly reminded in a low voice.

These A-level shadow guards each perform their own duties.

Among them, Jiachen is the master who is proficient in formations.

Once he spoke, it was by no means aimless.

"Hmph!"

Yi Ting smiled coldly, Ning Kun must have made arrangements for bringing them here.

This underground world must have been opened up long ago by the lineage of ancient demons, preparing for a decisive battle with him.

But, so what?

"Jie Jie Jie!"

At this moment, a harsh and strange laughter suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

The sound seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to tell its specific location.

"You guys are finally here!"

As the sound fell, the surrounding lava rivers suddenly became violent.

Torrents of magma roared toward the location of everyone, like a dragon coming out of the sea.

"careful!"

Yi Ting reacted so quickly, grabbed Wan Jun, and disappeared in an instant.

The top ten shadow guards were also well-trained and formed a defensive formation in an instant, protecting Yi Ting and Wan Jun in the middle.

"interesting."

Yi Ting landed on a protruding rock and glanced around with cold eyes.

He knew very well that this was Ning Kun's real killing move.

Everything they had done before was just to lure everyone into this killing situation.

"Jiejiejie..."

The harsh laughter sounded in everyone's ears again.

"Old dog Yi Ting, this is the first surprise I have prepared for you. I hope you will like it!"

Ning Kun's voice seemed to come from deep underground, and seemed to sound above everyone's heads.

All in all, his voice seemed to be everywhere.

"Just to this extent, you want to trap me? It's a joke!"

Yi Ting sneered, and with a wave of his palm, a violent thunder appeared in his hand.

"break!"

Yi Ting shouted low, and the thunder in his hand instantly burst into dazzling light, spreading to all directions.

However, to everyone's expectation, the light suddenly dissipated without a trace after spreading to a distance of less than a hundred meters.

And the laughter became clearer and clearer.

That was not Ning Kun's voice.

No, strictly speaking, this chaotic laughter did not originate from Ning Kun alone.

"Lord Emperor, welcome to the burial ground carefully prepared for you!"

Then, a high-pitched dragon roar shook the entire underground space.

From the magma, a hundred-foot giant dragon rose up.

The next moment, it gradually transformed into a human form.

This giant dragon, whose whole body is burning with blazing flames, is none other than the Shenglin elder of the Shenlong clan!

"Shenglin! How could it be you!"

Commander-in-Chief Yun Ting stared at Elder Shenglin in disbelief.

This "wimp" who worked hard and never complained, was beaten and scolded, and even tolerated all kinds of cynicism and disdain from other elders, how dared to secretly plot against Emperor Zun!

"Elder Shenglin? This...this..."

Wan Jun also looked at Sheng Lin in disbelief.

He never imagined that the Shenlong clan could actually cooperate with the Ancient Demon clan.

However, only Yi Ting did not show much surprise.

He just smiled lightly and said, "It seems that you have inherited the power of the previous generation Dragon Lord!"

Elder Shenglin bowed his hands towards Yi Ting and said with a smile: "Emperor, are you satisfied with this second surprise?"

"Do you know that even if the previous generation Dragon Lord is here, in my hands, he can't take three moves."

Yi Ting still had a calm expression on his face, "What? How can you still think of rebelling against me?"

"Lord Emperor, you should be a little patient. Surprises have to be given little by little, right?"

Sheng Lin narrowed his eyes and smiled, "In short, today, our Shenlong clan will never let you down, Emperor Zun!" (End of Chapter)