Chapter 1199

The strongest under Huatian Mozun, the body of the primordial spirit, the peak Wuzun, the ghost-faced king!

Killed in one breath!

Even, there is no resistance at all, even the bloody long thorn has not touched the corner of Tianyang's clothes, and it disappeared completely because the body was chopped.

On the other hand, shrinking in the farthest corner from the battlefield, those Martial Sovereign Realm powerhouses who looked at Tianyang tremblingly were trembling at the moment.

This third floor does not have the hundreds of semi-finished jailers on the first and second floors.

However, there is a peak Wuzun, and the ghost-faced king is in charge!

With the Ghost-faced Heavenly King, these Martial Lords, even if they gather all their strengths together, don't even think about stepping out of the cage.

After all, the ghost-faced king is the body of the primordial spirit. Even if it is Tianyang, the effect of ordinary attacks on the ghost-faced king will be greatly reduced.

Not to mention, some of these Martial Venerable Realm experts don't even know how to attack the Primordial Spirit, so asking them to deal with the Ghost-faced Heavenly King is tantamount to courting death.

Therefore, they also cut off the hope of going out, and even hypnotized themselves, when this black ghost prison is the real world.

It's just that these despairs, these fantasies, have all been broken at this moment!

The ghost-faced king is dead!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing this, in a cage, bursts of crazy laughter suddenly broke out!

That was the maniacal laughter of being oppressed for a long time and finally getting the slightest liberation!

He laughed hysterically, as if he wanted to finish laughing all the breath he had left behind.

Immediately, this wild laughter also infected the other monks.

The entire third floor was suddenly covered with laughter.

Hearing this, Tian Yang frowned slightly.

He is not as optimistic as these peak Wu Zuns.

The ghost-faced king is indeed dead, but the strongest man in the black ghost prison has not yet appeared.

As early as the first time he fought the ghost-faced king, Tianyang found that his figure had been spied on.

Unsurprisingly, it must be Huatian Demon Venerable!

"It's just that, in the third floor, there is still no God of God, is it that strong?"

Tian Yang glanced around, but there was no sign of God Tian Wuzun.

If it weren't for the more and more violent fluctuations of the All-heaven Sword, and the more and more excited the sword spirit of the All-heaven Sword, Tian Yang really thought that the gods and gods were dead.

fifth floor.

"How is that possible!" Huatian Demon Venerable angrily smashed the table, which was completely made of top-quality magic stones, and instantly turned into fly ash!

And the handsome face of Huatian Demon Zun suddenly twisted, and bloodshots suddenly spread in the pupils.

Ghost-faced Heavenly King, that is his most powerful puppet at the moment!

If Tianyang fought hard for tens of thousands of rounds before beheading the Ghost-faced Heavenly King, then Tianhuan Demon Venerable would recognize it, and even admire Tianyang's strength.

However, after dodging for almost ten minutes before, the ghost-faced king also launched thousands of attacks, but you, all of a sudden, beheaded him?

It is completely different from the posture of being pressed and beaten before!

"This guy, hide his strength!!!"

Huatian Demon Venerable roared angrily, and at this time, Shentian Wuzun also chuckled lightly.

"How could the person favored by the swords of the heavens be bad."

"Waste thing, you should wash your neck quickly and wait for this little guy's sword."

Although separated by a screen, Shen Tian Wu Zun can still see that Tian Yang's sword!

The swordsmanship of the holy realm, and the cultivation base is extraordinary!

Immediately, Wuzun Shentian understood that with the current strength of Tianyang, the swords of the heavens can be said to be dispensable to him. If he listens to the swords of the heavens, the swords of the heavens cannot do anything to him.

However, Tianyang still came, one person and one sword, stepped across the starry sky, and came to this black ghost prison!

"Zhutianjian looks at people, it's really good."

God Tian Wuzun smiled complicatedly, and at this time, Huatian Demon Zun also had blood red eyes and snorted coldly!

"Never mind!"

"An ant, after all, it is an ant! No matter how outstanding it is, it cannot change the essence of an ant!"

"Killing the Ghost Face King is very strong, isn't it? Then let me show him what real terror is!"

Huatian Demon Venerable roared, the carefully crafted puppet was beheaded by Tianyang in one breath.

The current Huatian Demon Venerable has already ignited a monstrous anger! I just want to tear Tianyang, bit by bit, to shreds!

Whoosh!

A silver light flashed, and the fifth floor of the Black Wraith Prison was suddenly empty.

And in the third layer.

A figure, and a huge cage, also suddenly appeared.

Immediately, the laughter and cheers resounded throughout the third floor, as if they had been paused and stopped abruptly.

Countless pupils dilated, and the focus was firmly fixed on the figure that suddenly appeared!

"hiss……"

Like a drake that was strangled by the neck, these peak Wuzuns all changed wildly and were extremely terrified!

For a time, needles could be heard on the third floor of the huge Black Wraith Prison.

The master of the Dark Soul Prison has surpassed the countless ghost-faced kings creators, Huatian Demon Zun!

And Tian Yang's eyes sharpened at this moment as he glanced up and down at Huatian Demon Venerable.

Holding the hand of Taixu Sword Embryo, it tightened slightly.

The face of Huatian Demon Venerable, like all the Demon Clan that Tian Yang has seen, is extremely handsome.

The figure is also extremely well-proportioned, about two meters tall, but not thin, even if 70% of the body is shrouded in black robes, you can see what the figure of Huatian Demon Venerable is.

But, the important thing is not these.

Instead, the body of Huatian Demon Venerable faintly exudes, approaching, the breath of the Three Saints!

really!

Huatian Demon Venerable, not only cultivated the holy way, but also surpassed Xuanyuankong, Chi Yingtian, Jin Zhan, and successfully cultivated the second holy way, approaching the three holy ways!

And the cage behind Huatian Demon Venerable also attracted Tianyang's attention.

But take a look.

Ding!

The Heavenly Swords in Tianyang's body instantly burst into a sword cry, which directly appeared in Tianyang's hands, and he couldn't wait to rush over!

And Tian Yang, the man who was still arrogant with the blood flowing in the iron cage, slowly overlapped with the scene in his memory.

Part of the memory of Wuzun Shentian has helped Tianyang a lot. If not, Tianyang does not know how many chance treasures will be missed.

And the ten thousand swords returned by the gods and gods in the swords of the heavens, the heavens and the earth will kill, but also let Tianyang kill the demon emperor, and survive the bloody catastrophe of the heavenly world!

Now, God Tian Wu Zun appeared in front of Tian Yang!

"Little devil... my little devil is really dead."

At this time, Huatian Demon Venerable raised his hand, and in his hand was a piece of crystal clear Yuanshen fragment.

The aura that belonged to the Ghost-faced Heavenly King has completely disappeared, and now it is just a fragment of the primordial spirit that has dissipated 90% of the power of the primordial spirit.

Huatian Demon Venerable's face was instantly hideous!

"Death to me!"

The figure flashed, disappeared, reappeared, and was behind Tianyang!

One punch!

Heaven and Earth Blast!