Immortal He Chuan Coming Out of Seclusion

The yellow-colored river flowed from the fifth level to the first level, and all the dead creatures entered it, never to be reincarnated.

Those who entered Netherworld Domain were all suppressed.

"You are their hope? A mere Immortal Venerable dared to come and embarrass himself." The Tiger-head Daoist snorted coldly. The white bone azure dragon on his shoulder roared and charged at He Chuan.

The void trembled!

This move carried the power of paradise. The weight of the small world was all pressed on it, and the void issued a cracking sound.

Daoist Tiger-head didn't even need to aim at such a huge target.

"Is that so?" A flood dragon appeared behind He Chuan.

The flood dragon roared, and the sound waves swept across the four directions, turning thousands of enemies into ashes.

The overflowing power turned into pure power and fed back to the Hell Serpent Dragon, making it stronger and stronger.