"Who is it!"

At this moment, the Buddha Tathagata, the Jade Emperor and others all looked around with serious expressions.

At this moment, within the thirty-third level of heaven, murderous intent was everywhere, as if it had turned into a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Everyone could feel the murderous intent on their backs.

At this moment, no matter who it was, the eyes that looked around were filled with fear.

Because, now, everyone feels that they are being targeted by the god of death, and they are just watching them, without taking action.

"Everyone, why is the purpose of this prehistoric battle station now?"

Finally, a person broke this peace. On the thirty-third heaven, a woman's phantom appeared on the prehistoric battle platform in the mist of the clouds and mists, and it was still Houtu.

"Hou Tu, is it you?"

The Supreme Lord frowned immediately, his face extremely gloomy.

"Houtu, as a saint, you cannot do some things. Heavenly Court, the thirty-third heaven is the most important place to manage the three realms. If you break the thirty-third heaven and sink into the house, you will have a huge karma and the heaven will not let you go!"

The ancient Buddha of Randeng frowned and spoke, looking at Houtu with an extremely cold expression, feeling extremely angry.

“This is not what I sit on.”

Houtu looked at Taishang Laojun and Landeng Ancient Buddha calmly, then looked at Qi Guangjiu and asked, "Tell me, the rules of this prehistoric battle platform."

"Report to the Queen Houtu, there will be nine champions guarding the battle platform at once, and then others will attack the battle."

Qi Guang spoke. As the eldest brother, only she could speak at this time.

"You nine are the champions of the first round?"

The phantom of Houtu nodded, then looked at the Jade Emperor and others, and smiled coldly.

"Yes." Qi Guang opened his mouth and coughed twice, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"No need to ask."

At this moment, next to the phantom of Houtu, a figure appeared, wearing a white robe, and the murderous intent that looked like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood was spreading from the man in white.

"Yang Yu, it's you!"

Zheng Chou looked at the man in white robe with a cold face. It was Yang Yu.

"You really dare to come!"

The Buddha's eyes suddenly became cold, staring at Yang Yu, and strands of murderous intent passed by in his eyes.

"Yang Yu, it's true. It seems that nothing is wrong with using your senior brothers and sisters to force you to show up!"

The Supreme Laojun also spoke coldly, looking at Yang Yu with a huge murderous intent.

"It's all damn things. In the entire Three Realms, no one has ever disobeyed us. But the few you went to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, one is more arrogant than the other, and they deserve to die!"

Emperor Donghua's tone was cold, and he glanced at Yang Yu and the ninth disciples of Bodhi Patriarch under the prehistoric battle platform, showing his murderous intention.

"Everyone, today we will be the liquidation of the three realms!"

Yang Yu spoke and looked at Tathagata Buddha and others, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The next second, all the ancient battlefields vibrated, and all the original nine battle platforms rumbled loudly, gathering towards the battle platform where Yang Yu was.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, nine prehistoric battle platforms collided directly and turned into a huge platform.

"You guys, just now, were saying that nine of them were trash. They were only worthy of being cut to death by one knife and one knife, and only worthy of being crushed by you... right?"

Yang Yu did not pay attention to the giants of the Three Realms, but looked at the quasi-saint disciple below, the mortal demon king, with a cold smile on his lips.

"What do you...you want to do?"

The faces of those demon kings in the mortal world changed drastically, but they were listening to the name of Yang Yu of Hotpot.

On the way to obtain the scriptures in the West, the original demon king was killed by Yang Yu and made into a full banquet for Man and Han!

Now, Yang Yu appears, and it shocked the audience and made everyone feel disbelief of it - the 33rd Heaven!

At this moment, even though they didn't know what Yang Yu's strength was, they must have guessed it in their hearts.

"boom!"

Yang Yu didn't say anything, but raised his hand and a terrifying force directly enveloped everyone.

The next second, the demon kings and quasi-saint disciples who were originally terrified below the Honghuang Battle Platform all appeared on the Honghuang Battle Platform!

"The disciples of Ziwei Emperor, there are three people in total, they are very strong?"

And in front of Yang Yu, there were three people standing, two men and one woman, who were the disciples of Emperor Ziwei.

"You are evil beast, you..."

"boom!"

Emperor Ziwei stood up, and the quasi-saint's power was overwhelming, and he was about to roar at Yang Yu. However, it came to an abrupt end in half. A pitch-black halberd hung high above his head, and strands of chaotic aura fell, and murderous intent spread out.

"Quick...quasi-saint!"

Emperor Ziwei's face turned pale. At this moment, he only felt a sense of horror in his heart. The cold air behind him rushed to the sky spirit cover and his soul was rising.

It seemed as if he could completely die as long as he moved!

"Bang!"

On the prehistoric battle platform, the disciples of Emperor Ziwei were directly bombarded into flesh mud by Yang Yu. Their souls were no longer swallowed by the reincarnation Dharma image, but were sank into the eighteen blood-colored cave heaven behind Yang Yu.

Among them, the tongue-pulling hell, the oil-pot hell... are waiting for their souls, forever!

"Damn it!"

Emperor Ziwei roared, his eyes became cold, and his anger was burning.

"boom!"

However, the black halberd above his head suddenly fell down, and the infinite chaotic force raged, directly submerging Emperor Ziwei.

The Ziwei Emperor, the twelve golden immortals of the Anarchy Sect, have always broken through to the quasi-saint after the Battle of the Gods. No matter how strong they are now, they are only in the middle stage of the quasi-saint.

After eating Kunpeng, Yang Yu also broke through to the middle stage of Quasi-saint. Now he wants to kill Ziwei Emperor, but it is really just a moment.

"Directors of Emperor Donghua, four."

Yang Yu raised his hand and waved it gently, and four young men appeared in Yang Yu's sight.

At the same time, Emperor Donghua's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked up at his head.

A large halberd was as dark as ink, and a wisp of chaotic energy fell, and murderous intent was everywhere.

"No...don't kill me, Yang Yu, it has nothing to do with me, don't kill me!"

Emperor Donghua roared in horror, and quickly looked at Yang Yu, his tone full of prayers.

"Today, no one here can survive. Tomorrow, there will be no gods and Buddhas in the three realms!"

Yang Yu glanced at Emperor Donghua in cold eyes, and then Yang Yu's hand and Zhentian Ji fell down at the same time!

"boom!"

"Bang!"

With two roars, Emperor Donghua's disciples and Emperor Donghua were crushed at the same time, and all turned into a splash of flesh and blood.

“…”

At this moment, the Buddha Tathagata, the Ancient Buddha of Lan Deng looked at Yang Yu, and infinite fear and disbelief emerged in his eyes.
Chapter completed!