Emperor of Death

Chapter 1862 Ye Chen, a Poor Donkey
The surrounding environment changed suddenly, and Yanliang was in a world full of sword energy, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and there were bursts of shrill screams from ghosts.

This is a formation mainly based on the power of death, which is designed to restrain the power of flames on Yan Liang's body.

Endless power of death rushed to Yanliang.

"Hmph, small tricks!" Yan Liang sneered, if it was before, he would be afraid, but now...

Yanliang flipped his right hand, and then a golden light appeared in his hand, but he saw a ball of golden liquid the size of a human head dragging on Yanliang's right hand.

The golden liquid shook the void, exuding inviolable majesty, proclaiming his nobility.

It is divine power.

As expected by the human race, the power Yanliang used was divine power.

The power of the gods does not need a reason, he is also the best power to break the formation.

Yanliang exerted his power, and his divine power seemed to turn into a golden flame that was burning, and then under Yanliang's control, he swept forward fiercely.

It was as if the gods descended, and some seemed to be shot by the gods themselves.

The divine power turned into golden flames and rushed forward, and Yechen's formation continued to shatter under the control of the golden flames.

All the formation materials blocked in front of the golden flame exploded, and then turned into nothingness under the destruction of the golden flame.

In the formation, Yechen was retreating wildly. Facing this terrifying divine power, Yechen had only one choice.

The formation is also retreating, trying to avoid the attack of divine power.

But, after all, it is a formation, and the speed cannot escape the attack of divine power. In the end, less than half of the formation materials that Ye Chen took out by luck.

In the distance, Yechen looked at Yanliang with a gloomy face and shouted angrily: "You really used your divine power, you despicable fire bug."

"What did you say?" Yan Liang shouted with a sullen face.

"Hmph, what else can it be, it's just a firefly." Yechen shouted loudly, "If you have the ability, put away your divine power and fight Laozi for a round."

Yanliang sneered and said: "Okay, I will fight you in a dignified way, you cancel your formation, come to a quick battle."

"Okay, as you wish!" Ye Chen sneered, then grabbed the void with his right hand, held the magic sword in his hand, fell from the void, raised the magic sword above his head and slashed fiercely at Yanliang.

Yanliang smiled disdainfully, spread out his right hand, a black flame rose up, and then turned into a black magic sword.

It is also a magic sword, as expected of a high-level demon.

In the starry sky, two magic swords slammed into each other fiercely, making a violent impact sound. Yan Liang held the sword with one hand, and blocked Ye Chen's attack.

The two demonic swords crossed in the void, and the masters of the demonic swords glared at each other. Even the two demonic swords opened their eyes and looked at each other angrily.

One blooms in flames, the other blooms in death.

Immediately, the two retracted their swords in a very tacit understanding, and slashed at each other fiercely.

"Dangdangdang!" The sound of collisions resounded continuously in the starry sky, and the two swords were drawn very quickly, making people dazzled.

But people noticed that while the magic sword was striking, Yechen's body was retreating, and Yanliang was advancing.

Yanliang, pressing Yechen and beating him.

Suddenly, the magic sword in Yechen's hand turned into black light again and was put away by Yechen, and a ball suddenly appeared in his hand, and then suddenly spread out.Block Yechen and Yanliang in front of him.

Yechen repeated his old trick again, and when the two were fighting close to each other, they used formations again.

"Hmph! Idiot!" Yan Liang sneered disdainfully, flipped his right hand, and flung out the divine power fiercely again. The formation materials just burst into light, and they exploded one by one under the golden flame.

In an instant, Yechen's formation was broken.

"Damn it!" Ye Chen shouted in a low voice, but his body retreated violently in the void. After smashing the formation materials, the golden flames rushed towards Ye Chen again.

Yechen turned into a thunderbolt and suddenly raised his body, and then directed the remaining materials to explode in the void, blocking the attack of the flames.

In order not to be affected by divine power, Yechen took the initiative to explode the formation materials, and then continued to dodge himself by turning into a thunderbolt.

"Damn it!"

Finally, after the golden flame was extinguished, Ye Chen roared at Yan Liang.

"Hehe!" Yan Liang stood in the starry sky with his arms folded, his wings spread out, he raised his head and smiled at Ye Chen, "You are just a waste of the human race, today I will kill you."

After the words fell, Yanliang took the initiative to attack again, shooting out from his body.

Before Yanliang approached, Yechen threw the formation ball again and arranged the formation in advance.

The formation material spread around Yechen like fine sand, and finally disappeared into the void to burst out streamers, and the formation took shape in an instant.

"Hehe!" Yan Liang smiled disdainfully, once again turned out the golden liquid in his right hand, and then ruthlessly flung it forward.

Yechen's familiar golden flame reappeared, turning into flames and sweeping towards him.

However, Yechen could only use the power of the formation as much as possible to resist and dissolve the power of the golden flame.

Not long after, the formation was broken again.

Ye Chen also learned to be smart, and before the formation was completely broken, he used his body skills to turn into a bolt of lightning and shot it into the distance, took out the formation ball again, and arranged the formation.

"Hehehe!" After seeing this scene, many people laughed out loud.

Someone said indifferently: "Knowing that the formation can't compete with the divine power, but this Yechen is still so persistent. It seems that he is really at the end of his rope and has no better means."

It seems that Yechen is not good at singles, so he can only rely on formations, but the formations are restrained by divine power.

Everyone saw Yechen's helplessness.

"Battle of trapped beasts!" Someone sneered with disdain.

"Hahaha, kid, don't run away!" Someone laughed in the void.

Yan Liang, who broke through the formation, once again turned into a flame and rushed towards Ye Chen, throwing out the divine power in his hand again. This time, Yechen's formation was not very powerful, and the golden flame broke through the formation. After falling asleep, they continued to rush to the distance, and Yechen took the opportunity to escape before.

The power of lightning greatly increased Yechen's mobility.

But from Yanliang's point of view, that's all. After all, although this battlefield is big, it's also limited. He can escape wherever he can, and how can he escape from his grasp.

For the time being, Yechen was like a loach, constantly dodging and then releasing the ball.

This is also thanks to the friends of the human race just now, many of whom contributed to the formation, so that Yechen has a lot of stocks in his hands.

The entire battle situation briefly entered a stage of mutual consumption, and the divine power was being consumed by the formation.

Don't look at this divine power as terrifying, but the formation is actually not weak. Every time the divine power is to defeat the formation, it needs to consume a lot of divine power.

Finally, after the formation was broken once, Yechen did not rush to break the formation, but stood in the starry sky and looked at Yanliang from a distance.

"Hahaha, boy, why don't you set up an formation anymore." Yan Liang said with a big smile, putting his power on his hand.

Yechen didn't have any depressed expression on his face, he shrugged and said, "It's gone, but how much power do you have?"

(End of this chapter)