Chapter 480: Emperor Iwabuchi

"Emperor Yanyuan, he is dead! What's wrong with my use of the treasure left by him? The dog didn't kill you all the remnants of the abyss, it really disappointed me!"
Bing Jihuang sighed slightly and reached out his hand.
A series of ice patterns appeared in the hands of Bingjihuang, and his fingers contained terrifying power.
"Bing Jihuang, don't get excited! Since I dare to come here, I am naturally prepared!"
Young Master Yan Yuan Shen Cult smiled slightly and took out a handsome man with a burly figure and a khaki armor.
A series of mysterious and unpredictable earth-yellow curses emerged in the idol, spreading in all directions.
The curse that shrouded in the center of the entire hall shone with light, turning into countless chains, instantly locking the body of the Bingji Emperor.
The Bingji Emperor's body cracked, and a light flew out of his body and instantly sank into the idol.
The Bingji Emperor's breath began to weaken crazily in an instant, and he retreated from the semi-god realm to the Great Yuanzun realm, and it was still falling apart.
Numerous mysterious and unpredictable curse imprints appeared in that khaki-colored idol in an instant, and the people in the idol burst out with a terrifying breath as if they had come to life.
"Bing Jihuang, your ritual magic has been tampered with by me! Today is your death day! When you stole my resurrection treasure, did you think there would be such a day?"
The Emperor Yan Yuan in the idol seemed to be revived, staring at the Emperor Bingji, the cold light flashing in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand.
A wave of earth-yellow power surges from the entire temple, stabs towards the Ice Extreme Emperor.
"Unfortunately, my plan failed this time!!"
Bing Jihuang sighed slightly, his body instantly collapsed, turning into countless pieces and falling on the ground.
"You ants, just become my sacrifice for recovery!"
Emperor Yan Yuan easily killed the Queen of Ice Extreme, his eyes were cold, and he reached out and pointed to Yang Fan below, and countless mysterious runes appeared in his hands.
"As expected of Emperor Iwabuchi! Did you find my hands and feet? If that's the case, please go and die!"
A cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, urging Yuan Li to reach out and point towards Emperor Yan Yuan.
Numerous mysterious chains of curse imprints emerged in the void, entwined tightly on the body of Emperor Yan Yuan.
A curse mark appeared on Emperor Yan Yuan's body and a big hole was broken.
Incomparably powerful power spewed out from Yan Yuanhuang's body, sank into the void, forming a huge vortex!
Haughty surging in the eyes of Emperor Yan Yuan, he said coldly: "Here is the power of God, which is not something that ants like you can bear! Hand over the control of ritual magic, I can leave you a way out, let You become my follower!"
Yang Fan said lightly: "Emperor Yan Yuan, I really can't use the energy of God, but someone can!"
The huge whirlpool light gleamed, forming a huge magic circle.
In the center of that huge magic circle, a crystal flower appeared directly.
The petals of the crystal flower bloomed in an instant, and in the center of the flower, the black scorpion figure suddenly appeared, and with a finger, a black magic light cannon instantly blasted on the body of Emperor Yan Yuan.
"False god, you are the patron of the false god! Very good, ant, I remember you! The next time we meet, it will be your death date!"
Emperor Yan Yuan took a deep look at Yang Fan and Black Scorpion, leaving a cold sentence, and his body was completely dissipated under the bombardment of the Magic Light Cannon.
"There are no golden evolution points in the account! Emperor Yan Yuan is not dead! What he has arranged here is just an incarnation? So, the Bing Pole Emperor may not be dead!"
Yang Fan frowned slightly as he watched Emperor Yan Yuan turn into ashes.
This time, the destruction of Emperor Yanyuan's great ritual magic caused Yang Fan to be targeted by Emperor Yanyuan, one of the six ancient emperors.
Yang Fan said silently in his heart: "However, I have no choice. He wants to absorb everyone's lives for transformation and rebirth. I don't want to be a sacrifice for his resurrection!"
"You are Yang Fan! You dare to attack the great Emperor Yan Yuan! You are preventing the human being from recovering, you are betraying the human race! You are a traitor to the human race!"
A flash of madness flashed in the eyes of Young Master Yan Yuan Shenjiao, took out a black bone sword, roared, and pierced the bone sword into his body. His body quickly became dry and shriveled at a speed that the naked eye could see.
After the black bone swords absorbed the power of the young master of the Yanyuan Divine Sect, a wave of demigod power burst out.
A cold light flashed in Black Scorpion's eyes, and he stretched out his hand.
Young Master Yanyuan Shenjiao's body burst open, and a blood mist flew out of it and sank into the Holy Grail.
boom! boom! boom!
"stop!"
"Do not!"
"..."
Amidst the screams of incomparable screams, the bodies of the great masters of the Yanyuan Divine Sect cracked one by one, and the blood fell into the Holy Grail.
"Go together and kill him, or else this big ritual magic continues to be activated, and we will all die!"
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the flame wolf demigod, roaring and controlling the flame, and one claw blasted towards the black scorpion.
"Yes, kill him! Only by killing him can we have a trace of life!"
The three flame tiger gods opened their mouths, and a pillar of flame penetrated the void and blasted towards the black scorpion.
The Qiongqi demigod appeared with countless magic patterns all over his body, opened his mouth and sprayed, and a jet of black light blasted towards the black scorpion.
When facing the true of Ice Sky Wolf God, those semi-god powerhouses shivered under the power of the gods, and they couldn't perform 30% of their ability. But the opponent is just a pseudo-god, and it is also a pseudo-god who descends across the boundary, and those demigods have the power to fight.
When the gods and the false gods come across the border, it is often difficult to perform one-tenth of their ability. It is precisely because of this that there are not a few false gods who have come to be beheaded across the border.
"Go to hell, the human beings are cheap!"
The demon cow demigod shook his body and waved a huge battle axe, slashing towards Yang Fan frantically.
"Want to kill me? What a great idea! A pity, too slow!"
Yang Fan smiled sensibly and reached out his hand.
Numerous curse imprints emerged, turning into chains and entangled on the body of the bull demon demigod.
A huge grinding disc emerged, involving the bull devil and demigod, and began to spin frantically. Large swaths of red blood spurted out from the body of the bull devil and demigod, sank into the holy grail, and transformed into the holy grail liquid.
"The Lord who wants to hurt me, go to death!"
A fierce light flashed in Lang Jiu's eyes, his figure shook, and he appeared in front of the bull devil demigod, a silver claw light burst out, and instantly cut off the bull devil demigod's head.