The killing power of the Yanhuang Blood Souls was also part of the Yanhuang Coffin.
"...What?"
Meng Ying's face twisted viciously. The Fusheng World Illusory God contracted before him, turning into a beam of white light that rested upon his sword. At that moment, it collided head-on with the blade of Li Wudi's Thousand Ruins Divine Puppet!
Clang!
A terrifying force crashed from the Thousand Ruins Divine Puppet. Meng Ying's stellar particles shuddered at once; all twelve cosmic grand diagrams trembled and cracked. His entire body slammed into the inner wall of the Yanhuang Coffin, flattening even his head.
"So strong!"
Meng Ying's heart violently convulsed. His scarlet eyes turned deathly pale in an instant.
"Too late for regrets now! I deliberately lured you in. Inside my Yanhuang Coffin, not even a ghost can escape!" Li Wudi laughed loudly.
Meng Ying tried to open the xeno dimension, but sure enough, he failed!
It was even more thorough than the Little Slave Gourd's disruption.
"Die!"
Boom boom boom!
The battle techniques of the Illusion Heaven Clan, with heavenly yuan divine artifacts working in tandem with Illusory Gods, were ever-changing and profound in combat. Li Wudi, however, was far inferior in that regard. He relied on absolute power, charging straight ahead!
The two of them fought until heaven and earth were overturned within the Yanhuang Coffin.
"These treasures are mine! Tianjiu is mine too! They're all mine!"
"I must avenge my beloved! I must! I absolutely must!"
"You all have to die! You will die! Every last one of you!"
Meng Ying howled shrilly. His eyes turned blood-red again. After enduring Li Wudi's frenzied assault, he relied on an immeasurably profound sword art, combined with the transformations of the Fusheng World Illusory God, to forcibly suppress the Thousand Ruins Divine Puppet and