"The top ten Yanjun of the underworld? That''s the ruler of the underworld, right?"


    "So... If I break you one by one, does that mean that I can also occupy a ruling position in the underworld?"


    The boy said with a smile. The smile looks simple and childlike, but the malice hidden behind it can make people feel a burst of terror from the bottom of their heart.


    "Looking young, my tone is not small."


    Yan Jun, the sage of Zhao, said with a smile, revealing a terrible idea: "however, I you are dressed like a person without ghosts... In that case, I will let you be pure!"


    The voice fell.


    A huge fist was held high, with the wind blowing, and a fist directly hit the boy.


    This punch is heavier than Mount Tai, and the speed is not inferior.


    The boy didn''t even dodge. He pointed a finger in the air, and a golden Buddha bead emerged in the air, like water dripping into the void, which solidified into a shield, and took the punch in the front.


    There was no wave at all.


    "Boy, it seems that there are still several means. The legendary Zhaosheng Yan Jun relies most on his physical strength. If he punches, let alone a person, even a mountain will collapse."


    Jiuming Jun holds his hands and watches the play.


    Gu Chang''an launched the "Baijiao God pupil", and he was constantly replaying the track of the fist just now.


    The road of strength gives full play to the ultimate advantages of your body.


    One punch down, ghosts and gods are hard to stop.


    "Gee, it seems that the moves of these great magical powers are not so easy to imitate."


    Gu Changan thought so.


    In recent days, big people have been fighting in front of him.


    To tell the truth, these still benefit Gu Changan a lot.


    After all, those big people showed their best and purest power without scruples in front of him.


    The higher the realm, the less fancy the fight between each other, and the closer it is to the pure primitive. Each move seems simple, but in fact it is full of the charm of the avenue.


    Quite good!


    From Gu Changan''s point of view, every observation can produce new experience and benefit him a lot.


    "Good boy, those who can take my fist are in the underground. Except for my top ten Yan Jun, those Yin officials can''t do it. Otherwise, you won''t have to run around in this world and have fun in the underground."


    Zhaosheng Yan Jun laughed.


    Just now that punch was resisted by the other party, he was not angry, but loved talents.


    "Boy, when you see this guy''s expression, try to stay away from him. There''s nothing good waiting for you at this time."


    Jiuming reminded him.


    Yan Jun, the sage of Zhao, who has always been unseemly and insidious, can''t be an enlightened saint. If the young man really promised each other, there will be many bitter days in the future.


    "Thank you for worrying, sir. I still want to wander alone. Maybe even the ten frightening Yanjun in the hell will become my subordinates in the future?"


    The young man smiled gently, but the words he said became more and more unbearable.


    "Boy, you don''t have to wait so long to die?"


    With a ferocious smile, the huge body like a meat mountain suddenly shook, and the imps from the underworld quickly knelt down to the ground and felt the supreme authority.


    The nearest Qianji was lying on the ground, gnashing his teeth, and couldn''t move at all if he wanted to stand up.


    In his heart, he constantly cursed the young man who didn''t respect him. However, when he looked up and glanced at him, he found that the other party seemed not to be affected by the king of hell. He was calm, with a spring breeze on his face, and stood in place laughing.


    "Yan Jun''s power is not weak. He should have reached the realm of longevity."


    Gu Changan Road.


    "Our first step is not to calculate according to your mortal cultivation, but if we really convert it, it''s probably that realm."


    "But this is limited to our territory in the world. If we go to the underworld, our strength will increase a lot."


    Jiu Ming Jun Dao.


    "Lord Yan Jun, if you only have this strength at this time, you may have to join hands with the adult next to you to make me retreat."


    The boy smiled and pointed to Jiuming Jun, who was standing by to watch the play.


    The latter just glanced at him coldly and said nothing.


    "I don''t need people from the netherworld to take care of my affairs. Just let that adult watch the play next to me."


    Yan jundao, the sage of Zhao, was full of Yin Qi, which shook the stars beyond the nine clouds and made the full moon tremble.


    "What about its momentum?"


    The young man finally showed a gloomy look in his eyes. The fingers in his hands were constantly changing and pinched out a series of Rune formulas.


    After the runes in his hand reappeared in the air, they all slowly sank into the ground. At the bottom of the ground, a string of skeleton Buddha beads were being printed and engraved with countless runes, which stained the breath of Yan Jun.


    Yan Junmei, the sage of Zhao, was cold. His momentum suddenly solidified, and then he fell slowly. His momentum was declining.


    "That old guy is one step away from becoming immortal. He is so easy to be calculated by me. You Yan Jun and Ming Jun are of course the kings of the underworld, but they still fall into my hands in the world!"


    The boy smiled in a low voice, and his voice was filled with indescribable madness.


    Countless long vines suddenly sprang out of the ground. Those vines were dark and spread Yin Qi, like the vines summoned by Jiuming king.


    However, if you carefully observe the past, you will find that this is different from the vines summoned by the other party. These vines not only spread Yin Qi, but also extreme resentment, and are very tenacious.


    "Isn''t this the emperor''s means? It''s just some tricks, but it''s known as the sign of your dark earth."


    Yan Jun, the sage of Zhao, sneered and pulled the tangled vines into pieces.


    These scattered vines were absorbed by the ground again, turned into new vines and wound around again and again.


    But this time when I met Yan Jun, it seemed to take root in him. I couldn''t get rid of him anyway. I wanted to stretch out my hand to pull it, but I even pulled off a large piece of my skin.


    "My Lord, these are all formed by absorbing your own Yin Qi. Born in you and derived from you, how can they leave you?"


    The young man smiled grimly, waved his big hand, and countless vines came out from the ground, completely wrapping Yan Jun in front of him.


    The latter only had time to scream, and then the whole person was completely sealed by such a seal.


    Those little ghosts who followed him sat on the ground and looked shaken as Yan Jun, who was so arrogant every day, was cleaned up.