Chapter 162

The cold and murderous sound fell in the main hall, and Duan Wutian's figure had disappeared. Outside the main hall, there were two figures, one blue and one black, frantically fleeing outside the palace.

"Can you escape?" A voice came from the rear, Duan Wutian's speed was amazing, and a powerful pressure was suddenly born between heaven and earth, enveloping this space.

However, the two figures in front did not stop for half a minute, and even the speed under their feet became faster, like streamer, thousands of miles in a flash.

"Die." Duan Wu drank coldly and stepped forward suddenly. Suddenly, the pressure shrouded in the void began to tighten and approached the central area bit by bit. The cold and gray atmosphere filled the space, which made people afraid.

At this time, the black figure in front of him stopped, flashed a crazy color in his eyes, and said to the green figure beside him, "your speed is much faster than me. You should live, and I'll stay to resist him."

"No, let's go together!" The figure in blue refused directly.

"If we don't go, we can't go. If there's something wrong with him, how can we afford the princess!" The figure in black looked fierce and fierce. Without hesitation, he galloped towards Duan Wutian without hesitation.

On the black dress, there was also a breath released, and countless vines spread from his body, continuous and intertwined with each other, like a huge net covering the sky.

Looking at the black figure flying in front of him, Duan Wu was calm and indifferent, just like a god overlooking all living beings. He said indifferently: "dead wood, do you think qingfan can run away if you come to die?"

"Try it anyway." The dark figure slowly opened his mouth. He was the dead old man who guarded Duan Ruoxi.

Old man withered wood has guarded Duan Ruoxi for many years. In his heart, he has long regarded Duan Ruoxi as his granddaughter. Duan Ruoxi's beloved should protect his safety even if he dies.

"Prisoner." A cold voice spewed out from Duan Wutian's mouth. Behind him, there was an endless stream of dark magic gas gushing out like a tide, and the void seemed to become depressed and low.

Looking at this scene, how the dead wood still doesn't understand. At this time, Duan Wutian has completely fallen into the devil's way. His body is filled with a strong smell of evil, his eye sockets are deep, and his dark pupils have a cold and gray breath. He doesn't have any light, just like a dead body.

The evil spirit kept pouring out and went straight to the sky. It was dark and thick, as if to cover the world. Even the sound of evil and cruelty came out, which could easily confuse people's mind and make people fall into the abyss.

I saw the boundless evil spirit rolling constantly, turning into dark cages, falling from the sky, and everything under the cage was imprisoned and unable to move.

Countless swinging vines were imprisoned by the dark cage, as if they had been fixed, and could not move a minute. At the moment of being imprisoned, the vitality in the vines was madly extracted by a strange force, and the color of the vines gradually became dim, and finally lost its luster and directly fell down.

"Run." The dead wood old man witnessed the terrible place of the dark cage with his own eyes. He suddenly turned back and shouted to the void behind him. At this time, he saw a blue light flash into the void and disappear in an instant.

As soon as the voice fell, the dead wood only felt a terrible and extreme pressure coming on him. Strands of dark magic gas surrounded him and faintly turned into dark cages, imprisoning this space. He suddenly found that cultivation seemed to be imprisoned, Zhenyuan could not be used, and looked like a useless man.

"How is this possible!" The dead wood looked frightened and trembled in his heart. In the middle of his impression, Wu Tian could never be so powerful. Why did he suddenly become like this?

"You underestimate me too much." Duan Wutian smiled sarcastically at the corners of his mouth. His eyes were full of supreme frivolity. He proudly said, "the Tianyu kingdom is too small to accommodate me. In my life, I am destined to be an emperor, control endless territory, and judge people's life and death in a word!"

"Why do you want to do this? With your talent, if you are willing to devote yourself to cultivation, you can't go to that step. Falling into the devil will only make you lose your humanity!" The dead wood opened coldly.

At this time, several breaths have passed since qingfan left. However, Duan Wutian still looks very indifferent, as if he doesn't care about qingfan's escape. Everything is under his control, and no one can disobey his will.

"With my talent, is my talent strong?" Duan Wutian seemed to recall something, and a self mocking smile appeared at the corners of his mouth: "if I didn't have the power to practice the devil way, how could I surpass Duan Chen? Now, how can I become the emperor of attention?"

"You... Killed the first emperor and the eldest prince!" The dead wood lost his voice, and his heart trembled wildly. It seemed that he had heard some shocking secret news.

No wonder the first emperor Duan Tianfeng suddenly died, and the eldest prince Duan Chen also mysteriously disappeared. It turns out that Duan Wutian secretly tampered with all this!

"No, I only killed the immortal. My eldest brother has extraordinary talent, but I didn't kill him." Duan Wutian suddenly grinned at the dead wood, but the smile was cold and frightening.

Duan Wutian called his uncle Duan Tianfeng immortal, enough to see that he had lost his humanity and completely turned into a cold-blooded devil.

The withered wood's eyes suddenly coagulated and immediately asked, "where is the great prince at this time?"

"Don't worry, I'll let you know." Duan Wutian sneered. His palm suddenly stretched forward, and a terrible grip came out. The dead wood was directly sucked in front of him like a puppet.

Looking at the fearless eyes of the dead wood, Duan Wu flashed a strange light in his eyes and said with a meaningful smile: "you are also heartfelt. Then you can do one more thing for me before you die."

"What are you doing?" Looking at Duan Wutian's treacherous smile, the dead wood couldn't help but have an ominous premonition.

"What do you say?" Duan Mu's eyes suddenly burst into a terrible smile.

"Ah!"

Then a trembling scream sounded, the dead wood's body shook uncontrollably, his black hair danced wildly, and his face changed constantly, as if he were struggling. However, the black gas gradually eroded his eyes, annihilated his reason and plunged him into the abyss.

"Enchanted." Duan wudian looked at the dead wood and said calmly.

After a few breaths, the dead wood's body no longer trembled, but his eyes lost their brilliance and were extremely gray. His whole body was filled with a terrible evil spirit, rolling and roaring, like a heinous devil.

"Master." A deep, hoarse voice came from the dead wood's throat, like a puppet without thinking ability.

"Very good." Duan wudian looked at the dead wood and showed a satisfied look in his eyes. Then he ordered: "now go to Xuantian palace and tell the strong people in Xuantian palace that the elders and disciples who came to Tianyu were killed by Yunxiao sect and the great demon of soul breaking mountain. Tianyu royal family can't stop it. I hope to send strong people to help."

"Yes." The dead wood body directly disappeared in place, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Then Duan Wutian looked ahead, his dark and deep eyes seemed to penetrate the space, saw the cyan figure walking through the void, and a trembling smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Can you escape?"

I saw his palm waving, and the originally calm space in front of him suddenly fluctuated violently, with layers of ripples.

One stone aroused thousands of waves, and a black crack slowly emerged on the surface of the space, as if it had been directly torn open. There was a terrible storm blade cut out from it. That kind of power was enough to easily tear apart the top strong people in the Yuan Dynasty.

If someone sees this scene, he will be shocked beyond measure, just because Duan Wutian's cultivation is not the peak of Yuan mansion, but the king of yuan!

Duan Wutian hides too deeply. No one knows his true accomplishments. Even if dead wood and qingfan are around him for a long time, they don't know that he has entered the king of the Yuan Dynasty. At this time, the breath released from him is even much stronger than Xu Li!

Duan Wutian was shrouded in darkness and evil spirit. He walked into the crack of the black space and stepped into the void step by step. He walked in the void. It seemed that he walked very slowly. In fact, each step spanned the endless space, which was equivalent to the strong people in the Yuan Dynasty flying with all their strength.

The strong in the yuan territory can resist the sky, and even some powerful yuan territory can hide in the void in a short time, span the space, and span thousands of miles in an instant.

However, in the eyes of King yuan, this is nothing at all.

As we all know, at the beginning of heaven and earth, three thousand roads supported the world, and then derived all kinds of rules, which exist everywhere in the world.

However, few people really understand the profound meaning of practice contained in this sentence.

In this world, there are too many Yuanfu territories, countless. Even Tianyu Kingdom has many Yuanfu territories, and even the peak of Yuanfu territory is not a few. However, no Yuanwang was born.

Only because there is the most essential difference between the Yuan government and the king of the Yuan Dynasty, that is, the use of rules. The only criterion to judge whether a martial arts practice really enters the realm of practice is whether it can use the power of rules.

It seems that the peak of the yuan mansion is only one step away from the king of the Yuan Dynasty, but this step is like a natural moat. I don't know how many people will be blocked out, and I can't step on it all my life.

Although Yuanfu realm is the third realm of practice, to some extent, it has only reached the peak of ordinary people. We can vaguely feel the existence of rule power between heaven and earth, but there is always a barrier between us and we can't see it clearly.

When they reached the realm of the king of the Yuan Dynasty, they really stepped into the world of practice. They can clearly see that there are rules and forces of heaven and earth flowing. The world they see is different from what ordinary people see, more magnificent, profound and beautiful Wonderful and strange.

Duan Wutian moved forward in the void, constantly tearing the space. Soon, he saw a blue figure flickering not far away, with a cold look in his eyes.

"There's no need to struggle. You can't run away." Duan Wutian said indifferently. His fingers pointed forward, and an invisible force swept out and imprisoned everything. This world is under his control, controlled by his will.

If Chen Lao were here, he would be very shocked, because he has also used this power to block space. It is by this means that he left Xu Li and another person, and now Duan Wutian has done it.

Almost instantaneously, qingfan was controlled by the invisible confinement force. He only felt that he was in a demon world, dark and dark, with demons dancing in disorder. The world was full of evil and gray gas. The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling sounded in his ears, disturbing people's minds.

"It's ridiculous that you should fall into the devil's way and waste our respect for you as emperor Tianyu!" Qingfan looks at Duan Wutian coldly. He knows that Duan Wutian is at a dead end. Duan Wutian's strength is beyond his imagination and it is impossible to escape.

Qingfan and withered wood are the old people who follow the former Emperor Duan Tianfeng and watch Duan Wutian grow up gradually. In terms of seniority, Duan Wutian would also respectfully call them predecessors. Moreover, at the beginning, they also fully supported Duan Wutian to ascend the throne.

However, now seeing this scene, qingfan has incomparable remorse and remorse in his heart. Only then can he understand how wrong and foolish the original choice was.

What an irony that the person he fully supports has turned into a great devil and now has to take his life!

"Short sighted, mole ants don't know the ambition of Kunpeng." Duan Wutian glanced at qingfan indifferently and was extremely disdainful. When he waved his palm, the black air suddenly appeared in the void and turned into a long chain to lock qingfan.

"Come with me." Then Duan Wutian didn't see qingfan again, but tore the space again and walked towards the palace. Qingfan was dragged in the void by a ten thousand foot chain and suffered the pain of the void storm.