Surrounded by the powerful soul deterrence of the skeleton warrior, Master Wu Nian found that he could not move, let alone dodge. A look of helplessness and pain of facing death surged on his face, and he silently chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."
Just as they were about to stab Master Wu Nian's chest, two silver figures flashed by, and two silver-armored warriors rushed over from both sides. The silver spears in their hands flashed like two silver dragons, one on the left and one on the right, piercing the skeleton warrior's body from under his ribs.
The skeleton warrior instantly turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated, and the bone knife in his hand, which was shining with black light, fell to the ground.
Master Wu Nian was still in shock, and felt a chill on his back. He then realized that his clothes were all wet. He took back the beads and chanted: "Amitabha, that was a close call. May Buddha bless you, Buddha bless you."
Mo Yun and Old Qin came to Master Wu Nian with wry smiles.
"Master, we have been influential figures in the world of immortality for hundreds of years, but we didn't expect that we would be vulnerable here."
"Old Qin, don't be discouraged. It is our blessing to meet such a strong enemy."
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?"
Soon all the skeleton warriors in front of the ice tower were killed or wounded, leaving only two skeleton warriors who kept retreating, as if they wanted to retreat into the ice tower.
Seven or eight silver spears, like dazzling silver dragons, flew from the sky, ready to pierce the two skeleton warriors into sieves.
Suddenly, a muffled thunder sounded in the sky, deafening. A huge force surged out from the ice tower. A black gas was like a blizzard tornado, whistling and rushing past. Anyone hit by it flew away.
More than a dozen silver-armored warriors were knocked back in all directions, leaving their armor and helmets behind, and the silver spears in their hands even broke into two pieces.
Everyone was stunned, marveling at the power of the black tornado.
The black tornado stopped in front of the ice tower and continued to spin, with bursts of muffled thunder coming from it.
The two skeleton warriors suddenly moved to the sides, standing on both sides of the ice tower door, kneeling on one knee, looking particularly awed by the black tornado.
Just when Ye Feng was guessing what this black tornado was.
The black gas gradually solidified into a human figure. Its appearance not only brought tremendous pressure to Ye Feng and the others, but also seemed to bring tremendous pressure to nature.
In the warm ice valley, a cold whirlwind blew up and the temperature continued to drop. The colorful flowers suddenly wilted and ice crystals appeared on the branches and leaves.
The surface of the warm, gurgling hot spring suddenly had a streak of ice crystals appearing on it, and the entire hot spring was frozen.
The appearance of the black figure brought a strong chill, making the sun in the sky pale in comparison.
It was a man in a black robe, wearing a black fur-like cloak and a hood on his head, leaving only his withered fingers exposed. In his fingers he held a skull staff with a black crystal stone embedded in the center of it.
The bone staff exuded a faint black aura, giving people a terrifying feeling.
The man in black robe raised his head suddenly, and there was nothing in the black hood, no face, no five crowns, only thick black air.
Everyone retreated at the same time, including the silver-armored warrior, who looked terrified.
Bing Wu's voice was trembling a little: "Are you the god of death in the underworld?"
Speaking of the gods of death in the underworld, Ye Feng had seen descriptions of them in the Records of the Ghost.
Their strength is almost the same as that of the Golden Immortal, and exceeds that of the Earthly Immortal Silver-Armored Warriors by at least several levels.
Not to mention ordinary people like Mo Yun and Lao Qintou.
Ye Feng felt Jiang Yixue's hands were clenched very tightly, and it was obvious that she was also frightened by this terrifying god of death.
After it appeared, the area in front of the Ice Tower immediately became quiet, as silent as death.
The god of death laughed grimly, "What do you want to do? To destroy the war agreement reached between the immortal world and the underworld? Can you afford it?"
The god of death tapped the ground lightly with the skull staff in his hand, and a violent black gas gushed out from the staff. The black gas instantly turned into a dozen giant black pythons, each as thick as a bucket. They spit out red letters and swam towards everyone.
The silver-armored warriors fought with these giant pythons, but they were obviously no match for them. Several of them were swept away by the pythons' tails.
A silver-armored warrior was entangled by the python's hard body. Although he kept stabbing the python with his spear, he could not pierce the python's iron-hard body. He was about to be strangled to death.
Ye Feng and Jiang Yixue looked at each other. Ye Feng's divine eyes had been secretly observing the god of death from the underworld. Its entire body was shrouded in black air and it was impossible to see through it, but Ye Feng could see the giant python emitted from its skull staff clearly.
Although it looks like a terrifying giant python, it is actually just a dozen black gases. The God of Death in the underworld uses the fear in people's hearts to fully exert its power.
Ye Feng sent a thought to Jiang Yixue: "Don't be afraid. Even though he is the god of death from the underworld, he is not indestructible. Let's first break his python and save these silver-armored warriors."
"How?"
"Attack the Death God of the Underworld first. As long as we attack it and prevent it from controlling the black energy with its mind, it will not be able to hurt the Silver Armored Warrior. I'm worried that I'm not strong enough alone, so we have to attack together."
"Okay, we'll fight together."
The secret battle of the ancient gods quietly emerged. Ye Feng's blood expanded rapidly, and his divine power increased dozens of times in an instant. He also used the hot demon essence obtained from the demon king's demon pill.
Ye Feng felt that his blood seemed to be boiling, and the extremely strong and masculine divine power poured into the flying sword frantically. The flying sword flashed a dazzling golden light and instantly turned into a heavy sword five fingers wide.
The sword body burned with blazing flames, which was the most effective attack against evil creatures from the underworld.
Ye Feng used all his strength, and Jiang Yixue also exerted all her power.
Jiang Yixiu felt a powerful force in her dantian flowing into the ice bow. It was the fairy spirit of the Ice Jade Maiden. Under the guidance of the fairy spirit, she felt the cold air around her. They were like millions of cute children, playing and dancing around her, waiting for her orders.
"Please help me, let me destroy this terrible evil death."
The cold air from the Ice Valley, including the cold air outside the valley, all rushed in, and a roaring ice dragon appeared above Jiang Yixue's head.
A snow-white light flashed from the ice bow in her hand, and a long arrow as glittering as jade was placed on the bowstring. Thousands of strands of cold air all poured into the snow-white sharp arrowhead.
The arrow emitted a faint white light, and a cold air was floating around it. The roaring ice dragon suddenly showed its sharp claws.