"Kill! Kill him! Burn his bones and scatter his ashes, we must not let him live! "
Qiao Er pointed at Su Ziyang and said hatefully.
At this moment.
He was really scared.
The scene of Su Ziyang chasing him just now made him feel lingering fear.
For this kind of person who wanted to kill, he must not let him go.
"Prince, rest assured, I will never let him live."
Yan Lie's face was full of confidence.
He looked at Su Ziyang and walked towards him step by step.
That appearance was completely in control of everything.
"Kid, you can use this king's unique skill, even if you die, you will die."
Yan Lie raised the corner of his mouth and waved his right hand.
"Hoo … …"
The air seemed to be burning, and six walls of flames appeared in an instant.
The walls of flames wrapped Su Ziyang in an instant.
"This is my Burning Prison Cage, you can enjoy it."
The corner of Yan Lie's mouth rose, and he was extremely proud.
Just now, he spat out all the unhappiness.
His eyes were fixed on Su Ziyang.
Perhaps in the next second, he could see Su Ziyang struggling in the cage, roaring, and finally being burned to charcoal.
"Hoo … …"
The Burning Prison Cage shrank smaller and smaller.
"Hehe … …"
Su Ziyang smiled coldly and walked forward.
Then, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed toward the sky.
"Hoo … …"
Wisps of invisible cold air surged from the Immortal Pavilion, flew into the sky, and rushed madly, all condensing on Su Ziyang's finger.
This move was the Infinite Ice Seal.
The number of draws was not much, and the impact on the Immortal Pavilion was minimal.
"Break … …"
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the Burning Prison Cage.
"Kacha … …"
The sound of glass cracking rang out.
The Burning Prison Cage was as fragile as a rotten paper. When Su Ziyang touched it, it shattered and burst open in an instant.
"This … …"
Yan Lie's eyes widened, revealing a look of disbelief.
Like him, there were also the onlookers.
Everyone's face was full of surprise.
Qiao Er looked at this scene, his scalp tingled, and his eyes were full of horror.
He flew in the sky and flapped his wings with all his might, wanting to escape. However, he found that his entire body was bound, and he could not escape at all.
Looking at Su Ziyang again, they saw him walking step by step towards Yan Lie.
Looking at him, his killing intent was piercingly cold.
"Since you already know that I am the Spirit Emperor!"
"Since you want to snatch my Divine Western Fall Hammer!"
"Well then, I'll show you the true power of a Divine Artifact today!"
"My Spirit Emperor Seal is the true supreme divine artifact!"
"To be able to die by my Divine Artifact, even if you die, there will be no regrets."
Su Ziyang said one sentence after another.
With each sentence, the color of the sky changed.
"Phew …"
In the blink of an eye, the sky was completely covered by dark clouds.
It was so dark that he couldn't even see his own fingers.
It was as if all the light in the world had been devoured.
"Boom …"
A clap of thunder exploded in the dark clouds.
Countless bolts of lightning of various colors swam around in the dark clouds.
Every flicker of lightning made one's heart tremble.
Fear wandered and filled everyone's chests.
The onlookers looked at the bolts of lightning that kept exploding in the sky. Their liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and their souls were scattered.
At this moment, all that was left for them was fear.
"Phew …"
Suddenly, the dark clouds began to spin rapidly.
In the center of the vortex, a hole was torn open.
A mountain-like golden seal descended from the sky, bursting out a shocking pressure, and pressed down on Yan Ancient City.
"Spirit Emperor Seal!"
A voice that made one's scalp tingle sounded.
The onlookers could no longer resist this pressure. Their bodies trembled and they fell to the ground.
One by one, they knelt in front of Su Ziyang.
They crawled on the ground, shivering.
"Spirit Emperor! We are innocent! "
"Spirit Emperor, please accept a bow from me."
Everyone murmured and kept praying.
When Yan Lie saw this, his knees couldn't stop trembling.
"Impossible, impossible!"
He murmured and kept shaking his head.
"It's impossible for him to have the Spirit Emperor Seal!"
"Wasn't the Spirit Emperor Seal lost?"
"It's fake, it's fake!"
In the sky, the terrifying Spirit Emperor Seal strongly stimulated his eyeballs.
That kind of terrifying pressure was constantly consuming his willpower and grinding away his mind.
At this moment, he felt as if he had fallen into hell, and his body was cold.
He gritted his teeth and frantically resisted, not letting himself fall.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't resist this fear.
At this moment, he found that his body was stiff, and it was extremely difficult to move a finger.
"Plop …"
There was no other way. Yan Lie knelt in front of Su Ziyang and kept kowtowing.
"Spare my life, my lord, spare my life."
Yan Lie's lips trembled, and he kept kowtowing.
"Submit, or perish."
A cold voice came.
"My lord, I am already a servant of the Master of Sword Continent, and I can no longer recognize you as my master." Yan Lie said.
"In that case, die!"
After saying that, Su Ziyang grabbed the sky with his right hand.
"Phew …"
Cold air surged from more than a million people of Immortal Pavilion.
Like lightning, it shrouded Su Ziyang's palm.
Immediately afterward, Su Ziyang's body moved like lightning and appeared in front of Yan Lie.
He stretched out his right hand and pointed at Yan Lie's eyebrows.
The cold air quickly drilled in.
At this moment, Yan Lie seemed to sense that something was wrong.
"That Spirit Emperor Seal is fake, this is the real attack."
This idea had just formed.
"Boom …"
His head burst open.
Countless wisps of cold air appeared in his mind.
His body fell straight to the ground.
"Boom …"
Finally, his body split apart and turned into a foam on the ground.
He was completely dead.
"Phew …"
Su Ziyang waved his right hand.
The Spirit Emperor Seal slowly retracted, and finally, it disappeared into the vortex and disappeared.
A moment later, the dark clouds within a radius of thousands of kilometers gradually disappeared and disappeared completely, as if they had never appeared.
The sun shone on the earth.
The sky was clear.
The onlookers were crawling on the ground at this moment, and after a long time, they stood up one after another.
Many people's faces were pale, and their legs were trembling.
For a while, they couldn't calm down at all.
They looked at Su Ziyang as if they were looking at an indomitable god of war.
The color of awe was written all over everyone's face.
"Phew …"
Su Ziyang flapped his wings and appeared in front of Qiao Er all of a sudden.
His cold palm grabbed his neck.
"You … what do you want to do?"
"Let … let me go."
Qiao Er kept struggling, showing a begging look.
"Hehe, what do you think?"
Su Ziyang raised the corner of his mouth, grabbed Qiao Er's wings, and pulled them hard.
"Ah …"
Shrill screams shook the sky.
"Ah … stop, my father will kill you."
"Ah … stop!"
Qiao Er didn't have the slightest effect except for letting out shrill screams.
After pulling out his two pairs of wings, Su Ziyang lifted him and flew down quickly.
Immediately afterward, he took out the Nine Dragons Cauldron.
As soon as this thing came out, Qiao Er's scalp went numb, and a chill covered his whole body.
"Nine Dragons Tripod Plain … it turned out that you took it away, no … no wonder …"
"You let go, don't refine my bloodline, spare my life, spare my life …"
Qiao Er struggled frantically, but it was useless.
… …
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