After two rounds, Immortal He could not hold on and collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The old bald donkey Xuan Su was too monstrous. Their fifty-plus loyalists of the King of Hell swarmed him, yet they still could not move him a single bit!
It was mainly because that physical body was strong to the point of absurdity. Xuan Su cultivated his physical body during his lifetime, and he heard it was some kind of indestructible Vajra technique—he never expected him to retain it even after death!
E Tuntian was already lying on the ground. He smiled bitterly and roared, "Everyone save some energy and use a formation to trap him. None of us are his match."
Hearing this, Ice Archer King immediately took out a formation he had previously commissioned others to refine. Under the illumination of a red radiance, Xuan Su was indeed trapped.
Then they quickly retreated from the combat circle, as the power of the King of Hell was surging over.
On Ling Yun's side, he had killed three ancient figures, leaving only God of Death!
God of Death possessed over sixty percent of its lifetime's power inside its body, and under this state Ling Yun would need to spend quite a bit of time finishing it off!
"Still coming?"
Ling Yun's lips twitched. Was this stele messing with him for fun? It had released the previous three ancient figures again, but what left Ling Yun dumbfounded was that the corpses were still on the ground!
These fellows all lacked souls, making them exceptionally eerie!
Then a thought flashed across Ling Yun's mind, and he grinned, "I know your ability now. You can actually copy the martial skills and power of the dead!"
"However... this power is not permanent."
Ling Yun