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    Yang Hong was no longer stubborn, and as soon as he made a move, a parchment rolled down, and the sky was full of pressure.

    The Imperial Ancestor strangled Yang Hong's true energy palm and exploded directly. His graceful body was covered with black flames, like maggots on the tarsal bones, lingering.

    The body of the Dragon Emperor Cauldron also completely collapsed. Seeing that it was temporarily safe, the demonic insects that had fallen before immediately rushed out and gnawed away.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As the lumps of carcasses enter the body of the monster insect, its round body is exuding a colorful light, and its blood vessels can be seen clearly, it is very magnificent, as if it were carved from a piece of precious red agate.

    "The Void Demonic Furnace, the True Fire of Taiyin!"

    The ancient and vicissitudes of the magic furnace poured out endless flames, which were obviously much more powerful than what Yang Hong had used before. It was a yin fire that specifically burned the soul. This emperor ancestor, a fierce man with more powerful combat power than the one in the realm of life and death, could not  Unable to bear the pain, he cried out.

    "Damn it, let me go, how dare you torture my soul! If I break free, I will make you suffer all kinds of pain! You can't even die!"

    The ancestor of the emperor was suppressed by the parchment and could not escape. She was just a spiritual clone, occupying Gu Qingying's body and unable to exert her full combat power.

    "Don't worry, you have no chance to escape. I'll torture you to death and retaliate for the harm your royal family did to me!"

    Yang Hong was still just a demon fetus baby, but his little face showed a sinister look. With the help of the parchment scroll, he kept activating the void magic furnace, pouring out heavy flames, almost as dense as magma, like a winding snake body, crawling on the woman's body.  The body is moving flexibly.

    After a life-and-death breakthrough, Yang Hong's combat prowess was comparable to that of a monk in the Dayan Realm. The supreme elder of the sect had already been able to condense the Yin God. With his physical body alone, he was able to kill Tai Guhong, Qiu Qianya and others with just a wave of his hand.  Even the headmaster of the sect couldn't take him down for a moment.

    Especially after the breakthrough of the immortal demon power, the soul merges with the demon fetus and becomes a human demon for all eternity. It will also evolve various magical powers, but after the breakthrough, it has not been carefully understood.  The great demon's true method of turning around and refining his body through nine turns were also deliberately suppressed.  It can be said that once Yang Hong is safely in seclusion, his combat power will become even more powerful.

    "You still dare to threaten me now. Later I will take out your spiritual clone and keep burning it to see who will be in pain!"

    Yang Hong can only rely on the power of the parchment to suppress the emperor ancestor, but in fact, there is no way.

    If there is only a half-step life and death great power in front of him, with the help of the parchment, Yang Hong has the means to directly crush him, but for some unknown reason, this emperor ancestor cannot be measured by common sense. The real combat power far exceeds the life and death power. Even a spiritual  The clone also left him helpless.

    Just when Yang Hong was at his wits end, a trace of real energy fluctuation suddenly appeared beside him, and an illusory figure, a black-robed monk wearing a bamboo hat, appeared like a ghost.

    "Yang Hong, this place will collapse in half an hour. I am Shen Huan's eldest brother Shen Li, follow me!" A hoarse voice like the grinding of a millstone came from under the cloak of this illusory figure.

    "Shen Li?" Yang Hong raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "How do you know I am Yang Hong and where is Shen Huan?"

    Yang Hong¡¯s physical body was still a demon fetus. Even if Yang Xue saw it, he would not be able to recognize it. This monk whose face was covered by a bamboo hat actually revealed his identity with just one sentence. It was really a bit suspicious, so he had to be cautious.

    "You don't have to doubt, I am Shen Li and I will not deceive you. As for the reason, it is very complicated. It is better to leave here quickly and discuss it later!" said the monk in black robe and hat.

    Yang Hong's small brows knitted together, and with a buzzing sound, his mind relaxed. The emperor's ancestors suppressed by the parchment scrolls were about to escape, and waves of taiyin true fire were expelled from the body. A green fire came from the inside out.  , drummed out.

    The emperor's ancestor's robes were burned, revealing the graceful and graceful body of the shopping mall, which aroused people's imagination. Yang Hong's face suddenly darkened, and he was about to take action. The demonic insect suddenly got into his arms and said: "Master, this person  What he said is true, it¡¯s Shen Huan¡¯s eldest brother, and the source of his core is about to collapse!¡±

    The demonic insect devoured the entire carcass of a peerless Taoist artifact. It grew a bit larger and was twenty inches long. Its whole body became brighter and its crystal-clear tentacles, like two eyes, came alive.

    "Okay, I'll go with you! But I have to wait a moment. The physical body of this emperor's ancestor is very important to me!" Yang Hong no longer had any doubts. He took a step in the air to force the spiritual clone of the emperor's ancestor out of Gu Qingying's body.  .

    Yang Hong also wants to use Gu Qingyin as the formation base to inspire Yang Xue's body of the Ice Bone Rouge. Naturally, he cannot give it up. He just doesn't know whether Gu Qingying is dead or alive. If he dies, he will not be able to practice and will not be able to reach the realm of heaven and human beings.  , also in vain.

    "It shouldn't be so easy. Gu Qingying is protected by the power of the life and death realm, and he can sacrifice the human elixir. If he dies so easily, is that murderer still not crazy?"

      Yang Hong thought about it, without stopping at all, he activated the parchment scroll and used all his magic energy to activate a magic writing.

    With his current strength, he can temporarily freely activate some of the parchment scrolls' literary abilities. Unlike before, the parchment scrolls protected the body by themselves. It can be said that the parchment scrolls can be regarded as one of his combat powers, just like the magic weapon.  .

    Poof, a word was drilled out of the parchment. It was as big as a wheel. The emperor ancestor escaped from the trap, twisted his body, and glared at Yang Hong. Before he could escape, he was suppressed again.

    "Yang Hong, I won't let you go, wait for the royal family to chase you!" The power of the parchment scroll can't be stopped by the ancient immortals. The emperor ancestor howled miserably, abandoning his body, a gray and voluptuous woman, with a spirit  The clone jumped out ferociously and tried to escape.

    "In this case, I am waiting for you to chase me. I will reciprocate as courtesy. Please keep this spiritual power as compensation for me!" Yang Hong made a ruthless move, and a magic text was driven by him to kill the spiritual clone of the emperor's ancestor.  , can be refined by him and consolidate his cultivation.

    There was a loud noise, and a burst of scorching heat suddenly burst out from the bottom of the sea of ??dry blood. The mighty lord previously dug a hole, triggering the magma, which exploded several times again.

    The dry sea of ??blood was filled again, but it was filled with rolling underground magma. The desolate area became a hell of fire. With every wave of magma, the air was burned with a layer of mist.

    This is the most violent flame in the core of the earth's crust. Yang Hong flew into the void, his cheeks burning and in great pain. The mirror image of Shen Li on the side was almost extinguished by the fire.

    "Oops, Yang Hong, move quickly, the source of the core cannot support it, this space is going to collapse, quickly!" Shen Li exclaimed hoarsely, hurriedly swiping his arms, forming formations, and manifesting the void.

    "Damn it, I was escaped!" Yang Hong gritted his teeth and was very unwilling. He waved his hand and absorbed Gu Qingying's body into the Najie. He hugged Yaochong and stepped in.

    The rolling magma spewed out, rising upwards, Yang Hong's figure disappeared, and the void where he was was suddenly swallowed up by the magma.

    "Yang Hong, I, Yun Mengyao, swear that sooner or later I will crush you to ashes and vent the hatred in my heart!" The spiritual clone of the ancestor of the emperor escaped from death and turned into pieces.
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