Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 1497 Yongzhen Hell
The bloody battle between Tang Yan and Han Huang reached a fever pitch. For Han Huang, this was an unprecedented fierce battle. Getting hotter and hornier, his soul is screaming, wanting to kill the man in front of him.

But Tang Yan fought endlessly, fighting more and more fiercely, relentlessly restraining his offensive, smashing his offensive time and time again, and trampling on his killing intent time and time again.

Han Huang became more silent and colder, like a corpse from hell, his body became harder and harder, and the fierce collision was like a proof of steel, shaking the space trembling.

The two are evenly matched, and neither can do anything to the other.

Tang Yan couldn't help but want to fully demonize several times, and even used the ghost green fire.Almost unable to suppress his bloodiness, he wanted to fight to the death with the guy in front of him.

"It's time." Tang Yan suddenly retreated in lightning, avoiding Hanhuang's offensive, and went up to [-] meters, but he didn't want to retreat, but... the aura was strong, and he charged again.

Han Huang was completely insane, fighting violently with all his strength without dodging or evading.

But at this moment, the moment the two collided, Tang Yan's left eye suddenly sprayed out a strange black mist. "Do you dare to resist again?"

"The same routine is useless to me." Han Huang was not surprised or afraid, and once again he clenched his fist and bombarded him. This time, he used all his strength in this blow.Go all out this time, confident enough to shatter any martial arts.

However... Tang Yan is not the beam of extinction this time, but... devouring... huh!

Han Huang blasted out with a single blow, wielding a sliver of power, and the speed was extremely fast, and as a result, he rushed into the dark and boundless world in an instant, as if time and space were turning, and he had crossed to another world.

The surroundings were as dark as ink, eerie and eerie.

The faint ghost language echoed in the ear, and occasionally a few clusters of will-o'-the-wisps danced at the end of the line of sight.

"Where is it?" Han Huang was secretly vigilant and suspended the offensive.

"Finally in." Tang Yan inhaled secretly, the demonization of his body quickly subsided, and his left eye devoured all the purple mist with all his strength.

After just a few breaths, the purple air dissipated, the roaring was gone, and the fierce battle was extinguished.The riotous wilderness of the previous moment returned to silence, only Tang Yan stood there alone.

Only the torrential fighting spirit and murderous aura permeated the sky, which lasted for a long time.

Tang Yan gasped, adjusted quickly, and scanned the surrounding wilderness to see if anyone was spying nearby.

The plan went smoothly—annoying Han Huang, continuing the bloody battle, causing Han Huang to fall into selfless fighting thoughts, suddenly opening the new world at a critical moment, and forcibly dragging him into it.

This was also Tang Yan's original plan.

He really wanted to kill Han Huang directly, but he was worried that the corpse royal family would be disturbed after Han Huang's death. The best way was to transfer to the new world, which was equivalent to another space, and avoided the corpse royal family's investigation as much as possible.

And if he opened the New World from the very beginning, he would only scare the snake away. Instead of being able to drag the drought into it, it would cause his resistance and counterattack. If he opened the New World in the future, the possibility of success would be greatly reduced.

"Use you as an experiment to see what kind of battle my new world can withstand." Tang Yan quickly landed on the ground, swallowed the spiritual source liquid, and adjusted his state, sitting cross-legged quietly, his thoughts quickly gathered.

In the new world, Han Huang was vigilant around, searching for Tang Yan's trace.

The weird environment and the cold ghostly aura here made him feel a little dread.

"Hanhuang, welcome to hell."

Suddenly, a deep voice echoed between the sky and the earth, floating in every corner.

"It's ridiculous to pretend to be a ghost! Come out immediately and fight with me with all your strength." Han Huang's eyes were like lightning, and he scanned the darkness coldly.

Whoosh!
A stream of light suddenly appeared in front of him, Tang Yan's shadow could be seen faintly, and Tang Yan's voice came: "Do you dare to follow?"

Han Huang snorted coldly, and quickly chased after him.

However, sprinting all the way, there is no end, looking around, there is boundless darkness, scattered blue fire balls floating here and there, and strange lonely souls.

Eerie, cold and dark.

hell?Is it really hell?
"Even in hell, I am also the ruler." Han Huang quickly recovered and chased after him at full speed.The ideas gathered together, a very pure idea - kill!

I don't know how long he chased, but Tang Yan was always in front of him, but he couldn't catch him no matter what.

Until...the number of will-o'-the-wisps in the sky and the earth increased, the stern and cold ghost voices became more and more serious, and a dilapidated and old ancient city appeared at the end of the line of sight.The ancient city is not too big, simple and dilapidated, and a tattered flag is planted in the depths of the city.

Han Huang was very vigilant, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Tang Yan's consciousness appeared above the ancient city, staring at Hanhuang coldly: "This is the ghost city of hell, the future emperor's capital of the underworld, you will die here, and you will live forever in the ghost capital of hell."

"Don't forget, I am the corpse royal family, and I have no fear of hell!" Han Huang was arrogant and cold, looking around, the gloomy air made people chill, and the ghostly wind made the world desolate.

In many corners of the ancient city, men in black with paper figurines on their backs sat alone, silent, only the death energy of heaven and earth gathered towards their bodies.

Staring carefully at many street corners in the ancient city, one after another lonely souls are floating silently, as if it is really a ghost town.Unspeakable evil, endless horror.

"There are corpses in hell, and there are ghosts. Ghosts vs corpses, who is stronger and who is weaker?" Tang Yan sneered, and his consciousness gradually faded.

Squeak, in the depths of the ancient city, a stone gate slowly opened, and a ghostly aura surged out like a vast ocean, submerging the entire ancient city, and the yin wind between heaven and earth became stronger.

All the lonely souls trembled and remained silent.

All the men in black bowed slightly and said: "Welcome to the patriarch."

Ren Tianzan walked out of the ghost pass, and looked up at the purple halo in the sky. The moment his eyes met, the paper figurine behind him revived with a creaking sound. .

Tang Yan's consciousness appeared next to him: "I'm tired of retreating, practice a hand, and try your current strength. He is the descendant of the corpse royal family of the ancient gold clan, named Hanhuang, semi-sacred, undefeated."

"Can the hell space resist?"

"Just try, don't worry."

Ren Tianzhu rose from the sky, walked towards the sky, and faced Han Huang: "Ren Tian Zan, enlighten me."

One is a ghost body, the other is a corpse, the same is stiff and cold, the same is clean and tidy, and the same taciturn and stingy words are like gold.

Sensing the threat, Han Huang shifted her attention from Tang Yan to Ren Tianzang little by little, and gradually focused on her killing intent. "Han Huang, enlighten me."

"Han Huang, if you can kill him, I will fight you again. If not, you will die here, and no one will know, including your clansmen."

Tang Yan's conscious body left the ghost town, and left very thoroughly, lest Han Huang was worried and couldn't fight with all his strength.However, this is Tang Yan's own world, and the location has no effect on him.

Even if you are at the end of the world, you can clearly feel any place and any scene.

So...he came to a forbidden place where ghost fetuses were conceived, picked up the cold and evil ghost fetus in the tomb, stared at the distant sky, and whispered softly: "I want to see whether Ren Tianzhu is stronger or you are stronger!" , I want to see if the bloodline of the ghost master Fengdu is domineering, or the bloodline of your ancient golden clan is stronger, I want to see if the sublimated hell world can withstand the bloody battle between the two peak half-saints."

Creaking, Ren Tianzun twisted his neck and stretched out his hand towards Han Huang: "Please."

kill!With a thought, the fighting spirit returned, Han Huang tore through the darkness, and rushed forward.

Ren Tianzhu slowly raised his hand.

Boom!Like a huge wave hitting a rock, violent purple air exploded all over the sky, Han Huang's swift and fierce attack was stopped in an instant, and it was firmly fixed in midair.

Ren Tianzun held Han Huang's violent fist firmly, looked at him coldly, his lips and teeth moved slightly: "Is this the only way? Are you kidding me?"

"Arrogance." The power of Han Huang's fist surged instantly, like a compressed spring, it hit Ren Tianzan's palm fiercely, and the surging purple energy overwhelmed him forcefully.

Rumble.

The dull bang reverberated, and Ren Tianzhu fell to the ground like a cannonball, but...he didn't tumbling at all, didn't lose control in any way, he fell straight and steadily, and just before landing, he bent his knees and slightly curled up, releasing [-]% of the huge force, calmly fell to the ground.

With black hair fluttering around and eyes like lightning, Ren Tianzan touched the ground with one knee and pressed his right hand to the ground, a majestic ghostly aura burst out from his body, and the paper figure behind him raised his head to the sky and roared sharply and ear-piercingly.

It seems to be mocking, but also seems to be venting, a terrifying occasion.

"I am the descendant of the corpse emperor, what can you do to me?" Han Huang fell from the sky, like a meteorite bombarding the earth.

Ren Tianzan slowly raised his head, and disappeared in an instant just before Han Huang was bombarded and killed.

boom!The ground crumbled into pieces, huge boulders rose from the sky with the dust and mist, and Han Huang fell into the air with a single blow, destroying the earth, but failed to touch Ren Tianzhu.

Ren Tianzang appeared in the dark, thousand-meter-high sky. With a shake of Zan's arms and wrists, a black evil spirit gushed out from his sleeves. It was his natal treasure—the Calling Soul Banner!

Ghost energy fluttered like smoke like a river, and there were mournful howls of ghosts floating in the sky and earth. The evil spirit was surging, like thousands of ghosts struggling.

In the depths of the roiling evil spirit, a ragged ancient flag was planted vertically. It was stained with blood and was in disrepair. Even the flagpole was covered with traces of time, as if it would turn into dust if it was pushed hard.

Tang Yan focused on the battlefield, expecting Ren Tianzhu's full power to erupt, but... a moment later, his face changed dramatically, and his consciousness quickly disappeared.

At the same time, Tang Yan, who was sitting cross-legged in the ruins of the wilderness, slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)