Chapter 292: Piercing the Heart

"Door of hell!"

A gate seemed to come from the abyss of hell, and suddenly appeared in front of Emperor Tianhong. That gate seemed to be built by the most evil power in the world.

"Roar!"

The dragon chant burst out, and the dragon shadow that Zhao Yi had cast with all his strength had appeared in front of the gate, and with a flick of its tail, it bumped into it without fear.

Whether it was Emperor Tianhong or the people below who had been paying attention to the battle, they all kept their eyes wide open, for fear of missing this scene that could change history.

"Crack!"

The gate from hell was shattered by brute force. Although Long Ying's body was also dimmed a lot, it was enough to prove the power of this move!

"As expected, it is the price of sacrificing one year's time and not being able to gain experience. This kind of power, even a third-level Martial Emperor, can only be killed in seconds."

Zhao Yi chuckled, there are three levels of Dragon Horn God's Punishment, and the last level is what Zhao Yi is using now, the power really did not disappoint him.

"Boom!"

The huge sound, accompanied by bursts of dragon chants, seemed to cover any sound, and everyone could only see it. Huge smoke and dust enveloped the attack site, making it impossible for people to see what was going on.

God also seemed to be impatient, the strong wind from nowhere blows away the permeating smoke and dust little by little.

No matter the human race or the monster race below, they all secretly swallowed their saliva. They obviously also want to know what the final result will be!

"How can this be!"

As a strong Emperor Wu, Feng Qi was the first to see through the smoke and dust, his old face immediately became pale as paper, and his whole body was weak.

Beside Emperor Tianhong, a demonic hand protruding like hell was actually grabbing the dragon shadow cast by Zhao Yi. No matter how much the dragon shadow struggled, he couldn't get rid of that demonic hand!

"boom!"

This magic hand exerted a little force, but it crushed Zhao Yi's dragon shadow with all his strength!

"Pfft!"

The last trick was shattered, Zhao Yi also suffered a huge backlash, blood spurted out, and there was very little spiritual power left on his body.

"Even this trick was blocked."

Zhao Yi gave a wry smile, sure enough, Martial Saint and Martial Emperor are not at the same level, leapfrogging the challenge is extremely difficult.

"I didn't expect... to let me use the eighth transformation, Zhao Yi, even if you die in the hands of this emperor, you are proud enough!"

Emperor Tianhong stood up slowly. Although his aura was much weaker, compared with Zhao Yi, he was still as powerful as a rainbow!

"boom!"

Emperor Tianhong locked onto Zhao Yi tightly, stepped forward with the sole of his foot, and disappeared at a speed that even a martial sage could not see through!

"Oops, the spiritual power in the body is not enough!"

The moment he saw Emperor Tianhong disappear, Zhao Yi's expression froze, and he used the little spiritual power left in his body, but found that he couldn't move his feet at all.

"it's over."

"The eighth change, the devil's hand from hell!"

Emperor Tianhong's cold voice suddenly sounded from Zhao Yi's ear, and the latter suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Emperor Tianhong's hand actually pierced Zhao Yi's chest directly!

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

"The next step is to crush your soul."

With a successful blow, Emperor Tianhong sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his other magic hand reached deep into Zhao Yi's head.

"The law of gravity, imprison!"

Suddenly, a black light immediately shrouded Emperor Tianhong's body, and even his cultivation level felt an indescribable pressure descending on him.

"The body...can't move!"

Emperor Tianhong's complexion changed slightly, and the magic hand was half an inch away from Zhao Yi's head. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the shackles of the strange black light.

"Shua!"

Just as Emperor Tianhong was forcibly breaking through the restraints, a shadow turned into a streamer and rushed in abruptly, snatching Zhao Yi back from Emperor Tianhong's hands in one go.

"Yan...Zhirou..."

With his heart broken, Zhao Yi slowly closed his eyes, and vaguely saw that heart-wrenching and touching cheek.

Every time, she was desperate for him.

"Where did the ants come from, dare to spoil the emperor's affairs!"

After Zhao Yi was rescued, Emperor Tianhong immediately became enraged, with a terrifying aura, he swept out frantically, breaking free from the bondage of the black light!

"Hey, Emperor Tianhong, I didn't expect that I haven't seen him for several years, and he is still so arrogant."

In mid-air, a black-robed man landed slowly, looking at Emperor Tianhong with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"It's you!"

Emperor Tianhong's pupils shrank, the man in front of him was no stranger to him, it was the Sage King of Demon Prison who went to his Thousand Corpse Sect to make a fuss two years ago!

It's just that since that incident, he has disappeared, but he has been secretly inquiring about Zhao Yi's whereabouts.

"But you are a little ant, you can just hide in the dark all the time, if you stop this emperor, you will die!"

Emperor Tianhong said coldly, with a bit of vigilance in his eyes, he was able to restrain his movements for a short time, and this guy in front of him was not an easy person.

"If I could, I would naturally not fight you."

The Lord of Demon Prison smiled faintly, and winked slightly at Yan Zhirou, who immediately understood, hugged Zhao Yi whose vitality was gradually disappearing, and fled away into the distance.

Although Zhao Yi died, but with his

With a high level of cultivation, he can also use his soul to reshape his body.

Just like Emperor Tianhong back then.

"Want to leave?!"

After finally killing Zhao Yi, Emperor Tianhong was furious immediately, and with a movement of his body, he turned into a streamer and charged towards him.

"Hey, if you want to chase her, at least you have to beat me before you go."

A black light immediately descended on Emperor Tianhong, just like before, restraining his movements for a short time.

The handprints of Emperor Tianhong changed, and a flash of spiritual light hit Zhao Yi at a speed exceeding the speed of light. As long as he didn't leave the beast realm, he could be tracked!

"Ant, I wish to spare your life, since I don't know how to cherish it, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Being blocked repeatedly by the Sage Lord of the Demon Prison, no matter how good-tempered Emperor Tianhong was, he couldn't restrain his anger at this time, and his spiritual power was like thousands of sharp swords, constantly shooting at the Sage Lord of the Demon Prison.

"Cut, if you use this kind of trick as soon as you come up, if you are a strong man at the level of a sage, I am afraid that you will be instantly killed."

"But I have not spent these years in vain!"

The Lord of Demon Prison sneered, his handprints changed, and a monstrous aura swept across the sky suddenly, shaking off all the tricks of Emperor Tianhong!

"This is……"

Countless monsters and humans raised their heads, and they saw that there was a divine pattern on the forehead of the Sacred Monarch of the Demon Prison, which was inscribed stroke by stroke, which shocked countless people.

Because they are very clear about what this divine pattern means!

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