Chapter 3193 Emperor Spirit Is Immortal!

"It's strange, Mr. Nianhua brought us here, is it because he wants to kill us with this blade? Where did he hide?"

Ji Feixuan asked with some doubts.

"I know where he is!"

Ba Dao said slowly, with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

He has already determined that the purpose of making the Black Death Needle by Nianhuazi is to use Batian Sword Emperor's resentment as an inducement to make Badao's killing intent towards Nianhuazi more intense.

"I also really want to see what kind of support he has to deal with us!"

There was also a hint of curiosity in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Ba Dao rose into the sky and flew forward, followed by Ling Xiao and Ji Feixuan.

The little black fat man has been brought into the small world by Ling Xiao. In this weird area, the little black fat man's cultivation is still too weak.

Although the guy was very reluctant, he could only obey obediently.

Ba Dao seemed to be very sure of the position of Young Master Nianhua, and moved directly forward, with a very clear purpose.

Rumble!

Ling Xiao heard a roar in front of him, like thunder shaking, or like a rough sea, majestic and vast.

At the beginning, the sound was not loud, but as they kept approaching, that powerful wave of sound swept over, shaking them all over.

"That's... a Milky Way?!"

Ji Feixuan's eyes flashed brightly, and she said in surprise.

Flying over a huge mountain, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Above the void in front of the three of Ling Xiao, a vast Milky Way appeared.

The Milky Way is surging, the waves are raging, filled with chaotic air, coming from the depths of endless chaos, leading to unknown regions.

That Tianhe appeared in front of them so abruptly.

The Tianhe River is vast and boundless. I don't know how many miles wide it is, and I don't know how long it is. Standing in front of the Tianhe River,

The three of Ling Xiao felt that they were extremely small.

"This is... the holy river of the underworld?!"

Ling Xiao was shocked, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

In front of Tianhe, the river water is filled with chaotic air, looks a little yellow, and contains a strong dead air, as if it came from hell, without any vitality.

In the Milky Way, huge waves swept across the sky, the void was distorted, and some extremely strange scenes emerged.

There are gods and demons spilling blood, there are emperors in the sky, there are mourning spirits, and there are shattered heavens...

Those strange scenes, like the imprints of time and space left in the Milky Way, recorded a glimpse of a certain era, but they were enough to shock Ling Xiao and others.

Especially Ling Xiao could vaguely see corpses floating in the Milky Way, flowing along the big waves to unknown places.

This is the holy river of Huangquan in Ling Xiao's memory!

According to the legend, it runs through the heavens and worlds, and even penetrates the past and present, burying all vitality, and the ultimate destination of all powerful creatures, the holy river of Huangquan.

It is exactly the same as the Huangquan Shenghe that Ling Xiao saw in the God of War Realm.

However, Ling Xiao's cultivation at this moment is thousands of times higher than in the God of War Realm, so he can already vaguely see the whole picture of Huangquan Shenghe.

The holy river of Huangquan in front of him is more magnificent than any big river that Ling Xiao has seen. Even in the river, Ling Xiao saw the corpse of a prehistoric giant beast.

Incomparably huge prehistoric behemoths, floating in the holy river of Huangquan, are as small as ants.

"The Holy River of Huangquan? How did it appear here?"

Ji Feixuan also asked with some doubts.

"Perhaps, you should ask him!"

There was a flash of sharpness in Ling Xiao's eyes, and it landed on a figure by the river.

Playboy.

Young Master Nianhua stood beside the Yellow Spring Sacred River, dressed in white over snow, looking elegant and extraordinary, surrounded by chaotic energy, with his back to the three of Ling Xiao, as if vaguely integrated with the Yellow Spring Sacred River.

"You guys are here? I didn't expect that even the sword intent left by Batian Sword Emperor can't kill you. It seems that you are really strong!"

Young Master Nianhua turned around slowly, his gaze indifferent and calm.

"Master Nianhua, is this holy river of the underworld your reliance?"

Ling Xiao glanced at Mr. Nianhua, and said calmly.

"You guys even know the Sacred River of Yellow Springs? But, why do you need the Sacred River of Yellow Springs to deal with you? After coming here, your life and death are already under my control!"

Young Master Nianhua was a little surprised, but still smiled slightly.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Ji Feixuan said coldly.

"Mr. Nianhua, you dare to use the resentment of the Batian Sword Emperor to refine the Black Death Needle? You deserve to die!"

Ba Dao's eyes were full of killing intent, and he said angrily.

"I forgot, you are a member of the Heavenly Sword Clan, Batiandaodi should be considered your ancestor, right? However, I am curious if Batiandaodi will kill you, a talented junior? "

Young Master Nianhua smiled lightly.

"What?!"

A cold light flashed in Ba Dao's eyes.

hum!

With a wave of Mr. Nianhua's sleeves, suddenly, in the Holy River of the Underworld, there are huge waves and surging death energy. A powerful and terrifying energy is gradually condensing and forming.

"The soul is back!"

The extremely weird and obscure syllables spit out from the mouth of Nianhuazi, and his whole aura became extremely strange.

Rumble!

In the sky above the holy river of Huangquan, endless death energy gathered, the waves rose, and the blazing light bloomed, and a figure appeared indistinctly.

It was a middle-aged man in a black robe, with a blurred face, a pair of sharp and domineering eyes, and an invincible saber intent exuded from his whole body.

His figure looked very illusory and not solid, but that terrifying aura made the three of Ling Xiao instantly feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Old Ancestor?!"

Ba Dao trembled all over, his eyes full of disbelief.

Although the figure in front of him looked blurry and his face could not be seen clearly, Ba Dao recognized it instantly.

This is Batian Sword Emperor!

"That's right! This is Batian Saber Emperor, and it's the Emperor Spirit of Batian Saber Emperor! Isn't it very happy to see your ancestor with your own eyes? You don't need to thank me!"

Young Master Nianhua smiled indifferently, and then his face was extremely cold, full of cold killing intent, and a syllable protruded from his mouth.

"kill!"

Following Nianhua Gongzi's order, Batian Sword Emperor exuded a monstrous killing intent all over his body, and instantly killed Ling Xiao, Ji Feixuan and Ba Dao.

"The Emperor Spirit of the Batian Sword Emperor? You can actually drive the Emperor Spirit of the Batian Sword Emperor? Young Master Nianhua, I really underestimated you!"

Ling Xiao took a deep look at Mr. Nianhua, the hairs all over his body stood on end, the original power in his body was surging, and then he punched out!

Although the great emperor and powerhouse fell, the heroic spirit is immortal. It is a kind of imprint of the Dao that lasts between the heavens and the earth. It can return in a special form and explode with shocking combat power.

The Batian Sword Emperor in front of him is an Emperor Spirit!

Even though it was just an emperor spirit, it was still extremely terrifying. Ling Xiao, Ji Feixuan and Ba Dao felt a strong threat as soon as he made a move.