"Wow—"

The greedy infant's arm was cut off and threw it away.

It was too far apart and no one could see clearly. What methods did the black figure use?

Every monk was so shocked that his heart was trembling.

That……

That's a varicose baby.

The greedy infant, who was able to defeat the twelve powerful men of the Yama clan with his own strength, was cut off his arm in one rendezvous.

The Scarlet Infant just now used the Killing Bone Scraping Sword. Since he dared to use his arms as a sword, it means that he had enough confidence and felt that his arms were harder and sharper than the king's holy weapon.

"So scary."

All monks who saw this scene had such thoughts in their minds at this moment.

The body of the greedy infant flew out dozens of miles, staring at the tall and thin black figure holding the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill with an incredible look. He never thought that in the battlefield of the sky hunting, there would be a monk who could hurt him.

"Chichi."

The broken arm that flew out emitted a strong light of nine and eighteen colors, which then decomposed and turned into wisps of airflow, flying back to the wound on the shoulder of the Viagra.

A new arm grew back.

"Interesting! Tell me, who are you?" Huaiying asked with an evil smile.

Obviously, he was not frustrated by his broken arm.

No response.

Silently, the black figure disappeared.

Everything just now actually happened in a very short time. The time when the black figure really appeared was just a blink of an eye.

Only a very few top saints of the Hundred Shackle Realm present saw him, and truly felt his existence.

As for the monks who watched the projection through the eyes of the Godly Eyes of the All Realms, most of them did not capture his figure and had no idea what had happened just now.

Too fast!

"Has the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill taken away by the Vaginal Infant?"

"What happened just now? I seemed to see that the greedy baby was knocked away." A great saint of the Immortal Realm of Hell who was unable to participate in the Heavenly Hunting Banquet stared at the projection of the sky and said in confusion.

"You have hallucinations? The variegated baby has been standing there from beginning to end. Who can hurt him on the battlefield of hunting?"

"That's right, it seems that the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill has fallen into the hands of the Vaginal Infant."

...

At this moment, Vivian Ying's face was extremely awesome and she shouted coldly: "I want to leave, dream."

"Crash."

The nine-colored light burst out from the body of the greedy infant, reflecting the entire universe, turning into a nine-colored nebula, instantly spreading tens of thousands of miles in an instant. Many monks watching the projection were so stabbed that they could not open their eyes.

The countless rules of heaven and earth were completely active, with him as the center, trembling gently.

The fluctuations continued to spread a hundred thousand miles away.

At the same time, Vagai Ying's eyes turned into nine-colored divine pupils, and a large number of Shura divine energy turned into dragon and snake forms, flowing around his body, and a terrifying aura burst out completely.

It was not until this moment that Vagai infant became serious.

While all the monks were present, they used their own methods to find the trace of the black figure, Zhang Ruochen stood in the ninth-grade formation arranged by Emperor Yu and immediately released the Truth Realm, Space Domain, and Virtual Time Domain.

"It's him, he did participate in the Battle of Sky Hunting. But who is he?" Zhang Ruochen was very confused.

If your cultivation is so strong, you don’t need to guess. It must be the first place in the Great Perfection List of the Hundred Shackle Realm.

Missing means not missing, but a person.

If so, why didn’t he appear during the Sky Hunting Banquet? Why didn’t he sit in the first chief position?

Because of low-key?

Or, are there any other tasks in it?

You should know that when entering the battlefield of sky hunting, their purpose is to hunt Tiannu, which is to be high-profile and to show their strength in front of people. Hiding their identities and deliberately low-key makes them seem too deliberate.

If it weren't for the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill, he probably wouldn't have appeared.

Emperor Yu and Great Sage Yi Xuan were still in a daze. Just now, other monks did not understand what happened, but with their cultivation level, they could see it very clearly.

Under the Qianwen Realm, there are actually cultivators who can cut off the arms of the greedy infant?

Their first thought was, "Is that black figure a great saint in the Qianwen Realm among Tiannu?"

"Get ready, he's here!"

Zhang Ruochen shouted lightly, a look of joy appeared on his face, but his eyes were full of intense caution.

The reason is right, I seized the Emperor's Holy Idea Pill and indeed broke through from this direction.

Even if an existence as powerful as a negation, he would not dare to fight against so many powerful people present with his own strength and must escape.

As soon as he spoke, Emperor Yu had already sensed an extremely weak breath and broke into the formation she arranged.

The breath was so weak that it was like a mosquito penetrated into a planet with a diameter of thousands of miles.

Fortunately, this is the void of the universe, and there is absolutely no such fluctuation. In addition, the formation was arranged in advance, so Emperor Yu could sense it. If it were in a certain world of life, she might not have been able to detect it if she hadn't entered the front of Emperor Yu.

Emperor Yu released his mental power and formed seals with his hands. Suddenly, the ninth-grade formation appeared, and dense formation inscriptions intertwined, condensing a sea of ​​fire formed by the gathering of Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flames.

After all, Emperor Yu is a top-notch man under the Qianwen Realm, and has made arrangements in advance.

Even though he lacks unparalleled power, he is forced to appear by the formation at this moment.

"Haha! Zhang Ruochen, you are really a magical person. This kid actually broke into the formation by himself."

The Great Saint Yi Xuan was not afraid, but was extremely excited. He formed a palm in his right hand and released ice crystal patterns, spreading out like an ice spider web.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful you are, you are only at the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm. How could you be so smart?

One-on-one, maybe not your opponent.

But, who is he, Emperor Yu, and Zhang Ruochen, who is easy to mess with?

If you combine the power of the three powerful people, you can’t deal with you?

Que is still just a black figure, unable to see clearly, but said in a cold tone: "You can arrange it here in advance and calculate my movements. Zhang Ruochen, you didn't disappoint me too much. Unfortunately, this formation is far from enough to deal with me."

"Bang!"

A single point is missing, and the inscriptions in the formation are broken one by one and disappear in pieces.

The ninth-grade formation that can be used to suppress the Immortal Realm Great Saint was like paper in front of him.

Emperor Yu controlled the formation, condensed the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame into a flame storm, and took the initiative to attack Que.

Jiuyou Soul-Devouring Flame is Yu Huang's trump card method, which is the ultimate yin and evil fire. With the blessing of the ninth-grade formation, the power it bursts out is even more terrifying. Even Wuwang, a strong man of the level of Yan Huangtu would probably not choose to fight her head.

Emperor Yu's combat power was already at the top of the Qianwen Realm, and the formation was to push her combat power one step up.

Zhang Ruochen knew that the speed of negation was frighteningly fast, so he made every effort to mobilize the power of space, time, truth, and the speed and power of suppressing negation.

Zhang Ruochen had already distorted many spaces in the area where this ninth-grade formation was located and even arranged space traps.

The power of time surrounds the missing surroundings, making the flow of time there slower.

Zhang Ruochen thought that such a strict arrangement was enough to deal with a strong man of the level of Vainian. However, the lack of standing in the formation was extremely calm.

"Zhang Ruochen, with your current time and space attainments, in my opinion, it is just a trick of carving. Before you condense the holy intention of time and holy intention of space, don't show off in front of me, otherwise I will despise you even more. In comparison, Xia Yu's Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame and the Formation can make me pay a little attention."

The vacancies turned into a black stream of light, flying in a straight line in the ninth-grade formation, hitting the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame Storm.

"Bang bang."

The twisted space and space traps arranged in advance by Zhang Ruochen had no effect on him.

Even the power of time only cuts his speed by half.

The speed of halving is still far greater than that of Zhang Ruochen, Emperor Yu, and Great Saint Yi Xuan.

Zhang Ruochen inspired the holy soul of time and mobilized the dense rules of time. He kept pointing out his fingers and hitting the missing from the air. As long as the missing is hit, the space where he is, time will be temporarily still.

Time is still, which means that no matter how fast you are, you have to stop.

"Wow!"

"Crash!"

...

The power of time produced by Zhang Ruochen was easily avoided by lack and could not be locked at all.

The figure of missing is confronted with the Jiuyou Soul-Devouring Flame Storm.

I thought there would be a shocking impact, but the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame seemed to be swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

"This is impossible!" Emperor Yu was so shocked that he blurted out.
To be continued...