Fantasy: Obtain the Huangtian Emperor template at the beginning

Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed. The man in front of him was very familiar. Long Xianxue showed him a portrait. It turned out to be Hei Hong, the commander-in-chief of the Longyuan Empire after it entered the ancient battlefield.

It's really a narrow road for enemies. I never expected to meet Hei Hong here.

There was hope for his system reward, but he was not in a hurry to take action.

Before Wanhuang's quasi-god son faced off against this demon adversary, the reason was that he killed a demon general first and then attracted this demon general to come for revenge. Unexpectedly, he was still defeated.

This monk with an extraordinary appearance and low level sneaked close to the corpse, seemingly using a method to hide his aura.

However, how could such a vulgar trick hide from the detection of Wanhuang Holy Son? In an instant, Wanhuang Holy Son's eyes surged with eyes as sharp as a phoenix's, and he turned to look at the monk who was secretly trying to take away the Universe Bag.

The man's body trembled, and the terrifying power made his whole body tremble. He felt that he was being targeted by an ancient beast.

This kind of aura was something he couldn't resist at all. He immediately wanted to retreat backwards, bang!

The blood mist dissipated. Hei Hong obviously did not expect that he would be killed instantly, and his headless body slowly fell down.

The quasi-god son of Wanhuang looked angry. It was enough that the monks from all over the world did not help him fight against the demonic cultivators in the dark demon realm. He actually wanted to take the opportunity to take away his trophies. He deserved to die!

Ye Wushuang looked at the fallen Hei Hong, his expression suddenly changed dramatically, and an energy that made his heart palpitate came out of the monk's body.

It was a breath of life, as if Hei Hong had not died. Hei Hong who died before seemed not to be the owner of that body at all.

Ye Wushuang felt uneasy, and his Qiankun Bag suddenly started to tremble, and it was very violent, and a terrifying black and red beam of light rushed out.

At the same time, the headless body of Hei Hong started to tremble, and a strange black and red magic light emitted from his body.

Ye Wushuang seemed to understand something, and his eyes became surprised.

Wanhuang Quasi also turned his attention to the suddenly strange headless body, with some confusion on his face.

The blow he just struck had clearly destroyed the young man's soul...

At this moment, the headless corpse stood up while trembling.

He held the terrifying dark magic sword in his hand, and the weird and terrifying energy swept across all directions in an instant, like a deep abyss that made people feel a terrifying breath of destruction.

Wanhuang's quasi-god son felt a chill running down his spine, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar aura, and feeling a numbing fear in his scalp.

Ye Wushuang's heart also skipped a beat, and his gaze suddenly glanced at the ferocious canyon in the sky, a sign of extreme danger rising in his heart.

The headless male corpse was filled with a heart-shaking and deep demonic aura. His whole body was covered in jet-black magic clothes, and his body was torn apart.

A demon cultivator with a body like a boy appeared in everyone's sight.

The demonic cultivator had a wrinkled face, was extremely old but had the tall body of a child. His body was covered by a demonic feather coat, and there were two broken horns of dark demonic light on his head, which made him look particularly ferocious.

At this moment, he was holding a pitch-black magic sword that was taller than his body. The surging demonic energy had a corrosive meaning. The surrounding towering peaks began to disappear in the blink of an eye. The strange and intimidating feeling made people feel sad.

"You..who are you?"

The quasi-god son of Wanhuang was covered with goosebumps all over his body. Just as he was about to transfer the power poured into the Demon General, he could feel that this old boy was very powerful.

Suddenly, the world suddenly became dark, and a sharp black light flashed from the sky and the earth. The stable space was directly shattered by a thin figure.

The aura of despair spread.

The light of the terrifying black blade swept through the sky and fell like a moon wheel.

The face of Wanhuang Quasi-Saint Son changed violently, and the speed was too fast, and there was no time to mobilize his own strength. He could only raise his arms in a hurry, and a wave of less powerful multi-colored phoenixes rushed up, blocking him with a multi-colored light shield. He reacted extremely quickly, and could barely keep up with the old boy's flying speed..The moon-shaped black-edged magic sword slashed vertically, and an unimaginable sharp edge penetrated the void directly. The phoenix light shield suddenly shattered, and the old boy holding the magic sword had come out behind Wanhuang Quasi.

Wanhuang The quasi-god son's eyes widened, and a line of blood suddenly appeared from head to toe. His face did not show too much pain, or he could no longer make any expressions, because a fountain of blood had burst out from his body..

Plop...

The two halves of the body separated and fell, and the whole body was eroded by the demonic energy of death.

A quasi-god son who was at the highest position in the world was split in half by the old boy's knife. He was killed in an instant!

Just like the quasi-god of Wanhuang The pupil technique used by the Son of God to instantly kill Hei Hong was so clean that even his soul was annihilated in an instant.

Ye Wushuang was stunned for the first time.

The demon general, who was no longer under pressure, had an incredible look on his face. He was just endlessly watching the whole process. In fear.

Even if most of the power of Wanhuang Quasi-God Son is suppressing the demon general, with his divine consciousness and reaction, no powerful person in the Great Emperor realm can kill him in an instant. Even if Ye Wushuang wants to do it, You have to use your trump card to achieve this cleanly.

So, who is this weird old demon boy?

The old boy roared and the aura of death surged, sweeping over the quasi-god of Wanhuang. In the blink of an eye, a withered body appeared and was blown away by the wind. It turned into pieces.

It was the power of the dark demonic realm, a familiar power.

The demon general immediately looked overjoyed:"Thank you Demon for saving your life.""

"Devil? This king is not a devil."

The old boy turned away his dim old eyes, and his voice was full of depth and etherealness.

The Demon General's face condensed, as if he had thought of something.

His breath suddenly became illusory, as if he had triggered his life-saving trump card.

"Tsk tsk, Ten Thousand Demons Sacrifice, do you know who sent it to the Sacrifice clan?"

The demon general's face was pale, his hands were trembling, and he wanted to make seals quickly.

"Poof!"

The body of the illusory demon general was crushed in half in an instant and was eroded by a wave of demonic energy.

The power of silence and despair instantly destroyed his body, and the soul dissipated. After a breath, the knife marks that split the earth were removed, and the demon general and Wanhuang The quasi-god son seems not to have appeared in this space

"A good young junior, but it’s a pity that you shouldn’t see me!"

After doing all this, the old boy looked up and looked in the direction where Ye Wushuang had been. His consciousness scanned and he could detect the figure of Ye Wushuang running away quickly.

Ye Wushuang escaped, and he escaped decisively and thoroughly.

He clearly sensed it. The strength of the old demon cultivator also made him understand the identity of the old demon cultivator.

He even vaguely guessed the purpose of the old demon cultivator entering the ancient battlefield.