Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Even though he was breathing heavily and the part of his chest that had been attacked previously was still oozing blood, Ji Dali's eyes were flashing with excitement.

His muscles continued to swell, and in just a few moments he became the size of a hill.

"Damn it, you're looking for death."

"You were lucky enough to survive just now, so you should be content. But you still dare to provoke me."

Huang Chonglong's face trembled slightly and he roared angrily with a ferocious look.

He raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, only to feel a dampness.

Needless to say, Ji Dali's previous blow had already broken his nose.

Since Huang Chonglong had refined his physical body to its current level, he has never suffered this kind of injury again.

Now, an unknown little person actually broke his nose, which completely aroused Huang Chonglong's anger.

"Stop talking nonsense and fight!"

Ji Dali roared excitedly, stepped forward and rushed straight towards Huang Chonglong.

Huang Chonglong was also roaring, steam spreading from his entire body, and his entire body turned red like a cooked shrimp.

The two mountain-like bodies quickly collided with each other, and their palms wrestled fiercely against each other. For a moment, the two men were evenly matched in strength.

"Ok?"

Huang Chonghu looked at the scene in front of him, with horror flashing in his eyes.

The horizontal training technique that he and his brother practiced was inherited from an ancient body-training expert. To this day, no one has ever been able to match their strength.

A follower of this God of Death actually has the power to compete with them?

Prince Tianren was also watching all this with a gloomy face, and impatience gradually rose in his heart.

"That's enough. Get back here."

It was like a mysterious sound coming from the underworld that reached the ears of the furious Huang Chonglong.

He shuddered violently, and the strength in his hands weakened for a moment.

Ji Dali seized the opportunity and exerted his strength again, pushing Huang Chonglong directly out, and he fell heavily beside Prince Tianren.

"Your Majesty, I didn't lose!"

Huang Chonglong stood up with red eyes and shouted hurriedly to Prince Tianren.

Huang Chonglong was knocked down one after another, and he was afraid that this scene would affect his master's trust in him.

"God of Killing, since you dare to appear before me, you will die here today!"

"Go ahead and do what I told you to do."

"No matter what defenses you take, you will die here today!"

A cold look flashed in Prince Tianren's eyes. He didn't care what Huang Longchong was thinking at all. He just stared at Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng didn't come last night, of course not just to tease him.

They are all people who have practiced for many years. Looking at Zhang Yifeng's appearance, they probably guessed that he would set up a trap here and wait for him.

But no matter what preparations Zhang Yifeng made, Prince Tianren was confident that he could keep them all here.

At the very least, Zhang Yifeng would be seriously injured, making it difficult for him to continue to fight against himself in this place of inheritance!

Huang Chonglong listened to Prince Tianren's instructions, and a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly wiped the blood off his face.

He quickly stood aside and poured his magic power into the formation under his feet.

Huang Chonghu on the side seemed much calmer, but he also glared at Zhang Yifeng and the other two before returning to his original position.

Prince Tianren raised his hand, and three black lights flew out from his palm and quickly landed in front of Zhang Yifeng and the other two.

Zhang Yifeng looked closely and saw that the three black lights were actually three small black flags.

As the three flags fell, thick black fog emerged from them.

“God of Killing, I don’t know if you have heard of the reputation of this Soul Devouring Formation.”

"But if the three of you fall into this formation today, none of you will be able to walk out alive!"

Prince Tianren saw the black fog spreading and was about to cover Zhang Yifeng and the other two, and said with a grim smile.

"Soul Devouring Formation?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, looking at the black fog that was about to close, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He had heard of the reputation of the Soul Devouring Formation. It was said to be an ancient formation that relied on three Life and Death Banners as the core of the formation.

Once the formation is completed, it can devour the souls of those in the formation, leaving only a body.

However, this formation can only be set up by those at least at the Immortal Saint level.

Based on Prince Tianren's current cultivation level, the Soul-Devouring Formation he set up at this time was probably a Soul-Devouring Formation that had been shrunk several times.

But even so, the reputation of the Soul Devouring Formation cannot be underestimated, and it is no wonder that Prince Tianren is so confident.

At the moment when the black fog closed in, Zhang Yifeng and the other two felt a sharp pain in their heads at the same time, as if thousands of insects were biting their brains.

At the same time, the souls of the three people were constantly being wiped out by the soul-devouring formation.

Although the speed is extremely slow, it will cause irreversible damage to the souls of the three of them in the long run.

"Hahahaha, God of Killing, I have plenty of time to waste here with you!"

"Of course, if you erase the mark on your hand now, I can let you go."

"After all, compared to the inheritance of Emperor Taiwu, the lives of the three of you are worthless."

The voice of Prince Tianren passed through the black fog and reached the ears of Zhang Yifeng and the other two who were being tortured.

"Prince Tianren, do you think we are three-year-old children?"

“I’m afraid that even if the mark is erased, you won’t be able to take back this Soul Devouring Formation.”

Zhang Yifeng sneered, with his spiritual power, he could still withstand this kind of consumption.

However, looking at the beads of sweat on the foreheads of Xuanyuan and Dali beside him, Zhang Yifeng knew that he could not delay any longer.

"God of Death, since you are so stubborn, then die in this soul-devouring formation."

"To tell you the truth, there is no way to break this soul-devouring formation inside!"

"Unless you can destroy those three formation flags, the only thing that awaits you in the end is total annihilation of your soul."

The cold voice of Prince Tianren reached Zhang Yifeng's ears.

"You told me this, aren't you afraid that I will break your soul-devouring formation?"

There was a hint of deep meaning in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, and he spoke in a calm voice.

"Hahaha, the three of you are all in this formation, what can you use to break my Soul Devouring Formation?"

"Why, do you think these two people around me can help you break the formation?"

Prince Tianren outside the Soul Devouring Formation burst into laughter and ridiculed Zhang Yifeng for overestimating his own abilities.

"Your Majesty, how could we possibly betray you!"

Upon hearing this, the Huang Chonglong brothers hurriedly defended themselves.

Prince Tianren glanced at the two of them, just like before, although these two guys are quite powerful, they are really not smart enough.

They actually took my obvious mocking words seriously.

"Of course not by them, but I didn't seem to say that there are only six of us on the island now, right?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly and said meaningfully.

"Killer God, what do you mean by that?"

"Besides you and me, there is no one else on this island!"

Prince Tianren’s expression tensed.