627 Resurrection from the Dead
Resurrection from the Dead
Even though the Yellow Springs had blocked all the spells, Pan Kui did not have much magic left. His complexion was visibly worse.
What about you? How good can you be? Judge Pan Kui said coldly.
The two of them stood in the void, facing each other. No one could do anything to the other. Now that their states were about the same, whoever made the first move would definitely reveal a flaw.
Before Green Emperor could speak, Judge Pan Kui suddenly disappeared.
Sorry for the inconvenience. Thank you very much!
How dare you! Green Emperor roared and countless green leaves fell.
A long green chain appeared in the void, extremely eye-catching in the darkness. It was like a green dragon that crossed the river of time and space. Every scale contained magnificent killing intent.
The green dragon twisted its body and roared at Pan Kui.
You've been tricked! Just as he was about to hit Pan Kui's back, he suddenly turned around and said.
The green dragon still hit Pan Kui's chest. His red skin was charred black, and his chest was burning hot. One could see his beating heart.
However, Green Emperor did not have it easy either. He also revealed a flaw, and the red word death' appeared on his chest.
This is Green Emperor clutched his chest and his eyes widened in anger. His face was filled with disbelief.
He felt his life force draining away rapidly. His hair turned pale, and fine wrinkles appeared on his handsome face.
He turned from a young man to an old man, like a cultivator who was about to reach the end of his life.
So he was hiding this move. Green Emperor immediately understood.
At the cost of being injured, Pan Kui also used his last move. It was obvious that his wishful thinking was right.
Green Emperor's body fell and landed on the desolate star.
There was no magic power on the surface of his body. The rays from outer space landed on Green Emperor's conjured physique, burning his corporeal body and divine soul.
Green Emperor did not make a sound. Even if he died, he would die with dignity.
Judge Pan Kui wasn't much better. He was afraid of comparison in everything, it was fine as long as he was better than Green Emperor.
Thinking of this, he was just about to fly down and finish the other party off.
The void seemed to be pulled into a black curtain as if it had traveled to the beginning of the Primordial Chaos.
A massive force descended on the two of them like Mount Tai, and their vitality was continuously devoured by some kind of force.
Other than that, the spells were also gradually becoming more active.
After all, the two of them were Sacred Sovereigns, so they quickly adapted to the darkness.
Not far away from the two of them, there were five huge black shadows.
Eight-armed Ghost King, Fish-headed Ghost King, Red-haired Ghost King, Bat-winged Ghost King, and Hakone Snake-headed Ghost King.
In the middle was a black-robed cultivator.
You didn't die? The moment he saw this person, Pan Kui's pupils constricted. The person in front of him was He Chuan.
What answered him was the five Ghost Kings attacking together.
In an instant, there was a storm and lightning.
The combination of the five ghosts was no weaker than a God Realm cultivator.
The spell instantly drowned Pan Kui's black water mist as well as countless evil auras that had eyebrows and eyebrows rushed up!
It melted half of Green Emperor's body in an instant. After suffering two consecutive blows, Green Emperor only had one breath left.
He Chuan's magic was not too powerful, just ordinary. What made Green Emperor uncomfortable was the curse that Pan Kui had placed on him.
The curse continued to devour his lifespan. Even if he had endless vitality, it could not fill the gap.
It was like a bottomless pit that restrained all the power.
Pan Kui ran out, his face covered in dust, his eyes filled with hatred.
You dare to hit me? Pan Kui's gaze was vicious as he stared at He Chuan as if he wanted to carve him into his mind.
You killed my subordinate, and this time I will kill yours as well. The Godking's Demon-Subduing Painting is in your hands? You'll repay it with your head later. He Chuan sneered.
So it's you who killed them. Pan Kui was enlightened. Suddenly, a ball of black light appeared at his waist.
An explosion sounded as the black light swallowed Pan Kui. The sapling flew back to He Chuan's hand.
It was the sapling of the Innate Creation Wood.
He Chuan had to release the bait to make the two of them risk their lives.
Both Green Emperor and the Judge were experts who had lived for at least ten thousand years. Without any great benefits, the final outcome was just a few rounds of battle between the two of them.
The black light engulfed Pan Kui, but He Chuan did not stop. The baleful aura, the pitch-black plants, and the Five Ghosts attacked one after another.
The Great White Killing Formation, the Ten Thousand Laws Devouring Light Barrier, and the Lifeless Black Tribulation were guarding the Ghost Kings.
The power that was fully unleashed was not inferior to the Sacred Sovereign realm. Even Pan Kui at his peak could not block it, let alone the injuries he was currently suffering.
In the middle of the crowd, a scroll floated above Pan Kui's head and slowly opened. There was a tall Godking and countless demons below.
The contents of the scroll seemed to come alive. The Godking descended and suppressed the world.
The Scorching Sun Godking's Demon-Subduing Painting. This item could be used for both offense and defense, and its power was extraordinary.
That day, Pan Kui had seen this item, so he had shamelessly snatched it away. Now, it had made a great contribution.
The Judge Brush and the Book of Life and Death were the avatars of the Netherworld magic treasure. They needed magic power to control them. Now that he has not much magic power left, he could not use them for the time being.
This could not go on.
Do you know the consequences of killing your superior? Thinking of this, Pan Kui shouted.
I don't know. He Chuan didn't give in but kept attacking.
Lightning and sword intent kept falling.
Let go of my past, let bygones be bygones, let the past be forgotten, be my confidant from now on; otherwise, you will be thrown into hell and suffer eternal torture! Pan Kui couldn't dodge in time and said in exasperation.
Is this it? He Chuan's voice sounded from the side.
Pan Kui saw the extreme darkness, like an invisible demon from the outer realm or a ghost from the Infernal Hell.
Infernal Hell.
They're inside. Let's go and reunite. Without waiting for Pan Kui to speak, the Infernal Hell devoured him, leaving nothing behind.
The Infernal hell that Pan Kui mentioned was also He Chuan's most hidden trump card. He Chuan did not dare to reveal it unless he was certain that the other party would die.
After the Infernal Hell absorbed Pan Kui, he stood still, waiting for something.
When nothing happened, He Chuan let out a long sigh.
It seems that he deserved to die. The Infernal Hell was too vicious. They needed to commit a crime before they could be thrown into the Infernal Hell. If he were to force his way to throw them into the Infernal Hell, he would suffer the backlash.
The higher the other party's cultivation, the higher the degree of backlash.
He Chuan had originally prepared to bear these things, but he did not expect there to be no backlash.
It seemed like Judge Pan Kui had committed a great sin.
After tidying up the battlefield, He Chuan took the Godking's Demon-Subduing Painting and put the Creation Wood sapling into his body. He then flew to the desolate star where Green Emperor was.
On the barren land, there was a man in ragged clothes.
The man closed his eyes. There were no intact parts of his body. There were ruptured pustules everywhere.
The rays from beyond the sky had burned his skin into a disfigured state, and his handsome face had become so ugly.
After the attacks of He Chuan and Pan Kui, the Green Emperor basically had no ability to resist and could only wait for death.
Seeing He Chuan, Green Emperor was not surprised. He did not shout to kill him. Instead, he looked at the sky with lifeless eyes. There was a look of reminiscence. No one knew what he was thinking.
He Chuan didn't continue to attack this person. Instead, he sat beside him silently.
It was a pity that the prime that has passed is irretrievable and the hero full of white hair always made people feel regretful. He Chuan still had things to deal with here, so he didn't mind letting him live a little longer.
If I had known earlier, I would have killed you back then. Green Emperor was still somewhat unwilling to give He Chuan a few looks, as if he was calculating something, but eventually gave up.