Chapter 292

"The gate of hell!"

A gate seems to come from the abyss and hell, and suddenly appears in front of emperor Tianhong. The gate seems to be made by the most evil force in the world.

"Roar!"

The Dragon chants and the shadow of the dragon that Zhao Yi tries his best to display has already appeared in front of the gate. With a swing of its tail, it bumps into it fearlessly.

Both the emperor Tianhong and the people who have been paying close attention to the battle are keeping their eyes wide open for fear of missing a scene that can change history.

"Click!"

The gate from hell was smashed by brutality. Although the Dragon shadow is also dim, it is enough to prove the power of this move!

"It's worth sacrificing a year's time to gain experience. This power, even if it's the third level Emperor Wu, is only killed by seconds."

Zhao Yi laughs. There are three levels of dragon horn divine punishment, and the last level is what Zhao Yi is now exerting. His power has not let him down.

"Boom!"

The huge sound, accompanied by bursts of dragon chants, seems to cover any sound. Everyone can only see it. The huge smoke and dust cover the attack area, making people unable to see the situation.

God seems to be a little impatient, do not know where the wind, will diffuse the smoke, a little bit.

Whether it is the Terran or the monster clan below, are secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, they obviously want to know, how the final result is!

"This How can it be! "

As a strong man of Emperor Wu, Feng Qi was the first to see through the smoke and dust. His old face immediately turned pale and weak.

Next to Emperor Tianhong, a magic hand like the one from hell was holding Zhao Yi's Dragon shadow. No matter how long Ying struggled, he couldn't get rid of that magic hand!

"Bang!"

With a little force, the magic hand crushed Zhao Yi's Dragon shadow!

"Pooh

The last trick was smashed, Zhao Yi was also a huge phage, blood spurt, the body's spiritual power is very little.

"Even this move was blocked."

Zhao Yi grinned bitterly. Sure enough, Wu Sheng and Wu Di are not at the same level. It is extremely difficult to overstep the level of challenge.

"I didn't expect Let me use the eighth change, Zhao Yi, even if you die in the hands of the emperor, but also enough to be proud

Emperor Tianhong stood up slowly. Although his breath was weak, he was still powerful compared with Zhao Yi!

"Bang!"

Emperor Tianhong locked Zhao Yi to death. He stepped out and disappeared at a speed that no martial Saint could see through!

"No, I don't have enough spiritual power in my body!"

Seeing the disappearance of emperor Tianhong, Zhao Yi's face coagulated. He was able to move the little spiritual power left in his body. However, he found it hard to move his feet.

"It's over."

"The eighth devil's hand!"

The cold voice of emperor Tianhong suddenly rings from Zhao Yi's ear, and the latter suddenly feels a sharp pain in his chest.

The hand of emperor Tianhong actually penetrated Zhao Yi's chest directly!

Zhao Yi turned his head hard. Emperor Tianhong pierced his heart directly. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word.

"Next, crush your soul."

One hit, Tianhong big emperor mouth pan sneer, another magic hand deep, to Zhao Yi head.

"The law of gravity, confinement!"

Suddenly, a black light immediately shrouded the emperor Tianhong. Even his accomplishments, he felt an indescribable pressure coming on him.

"Body Can't move

Emperor Tianhong's face changed slightly. The magic hand was half an inch away from Zhao Yi's head. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from the strange black light.

"Shua!"

When Emperor Tianhong broke through the shackles by force, a shadow turned into a streamer, suddenly rushed in, and snatched Zhao Yi back from emperor Tianhong.

"Yan Zhirou... "

With her heart broken, Zhao Yi's eyes closed slowly, and she saw the touching cheek.

Every time, she was desperate for him.

"Where the mole ants come from? How dare they do harm to the emperor!"

Zhao Yi was rescued, Emperor Tianhong immediately angry, terrible momentum, crazy swept out, actually is the shackles of the black light, forced to break free!

"Oh, Emperor Tianhong, I didn't expect that I haven't seen it in years. I'm still so arrogant."

In the middle of the sky, a man in black slowly lands and looks at emperor Tianhong with a sneer.

"It's you!"

The pupil of emperor Tianhong shrinks. The man in front of him is no stranger. It is the holy king who went to his thousand corpse gate two years ago to make a big fuss!

But since that time, he has disappeared, but still secretly has been inquiring about Zhao Yi's whereabouts."But you are a little mole ant. You can hide in the dark all the time. If you stop the emperor, you will die!"

Emperor Tianhong said coldly, with a little vigilance in his eyes. He was able to restrain his movements for a short time. The guy in front of him was not an ordinary person.

"If I could, I wouldn't fight you."

With a faint smile, the sage of the devil prison winked at Yan zhirou. The latter immediately understood and fled to the distance with Zhao Yi, whose vitality was gradually disappearing.

Although Zhao Yi died, he could use his soul to remodel his body.

Just like the emperor Tianhong.

"Want to go?"

Finally, Zhao Yi was killed, and Emperor Tianhong was immediately angry. His body moved and turned into a streamer.

"Well, if you want to chase her, you have to beat me at least."

A black light immediately fell on emperor Tianhong, and just like before, it restrained the movement for a short time.

The fingerprints of emperor Tianhong are changing. A light hits Zhao Yi at the speed of light. As long as he doesn't leave the animal kingdom, he can be traced!

"Mole ant, I would like to spare your life. Since I don't know how to cherish it, don't blame me for being rude!"

After being repeatedly blocked by the holy king of the devil prison, no matter how good the temper of emperor Tianhong is, he can't restrain his anger at this time. His spiritual power is like a thousand sharp swords and constantly shoots at the emperor.

"Cut, come up with this trick, if the emperor level strong, I'm afraid that will be instantly killed."

"But I haven't spent these years in vain!"

With a sneer from the holy master of the devil prison, his fingerprints changed, and a tremendous momentum suddenly swept over him, which actually scattered all the moves of emperor Tianhong!

"This is..."

Countless monsters and human beings raised their heads, but they saw that there was a divine pattern on the forehead of the holy king of the devil prison, which was engraved with strokes, which shocked countless people.

Because they all know exactly what this divine pattern means!

This divine pattern represents the strongest cultivation, the last realm of martial arts, Emperor Wu!