The mighty sword aura soared into the sky, and with this action, the hands of the broken sorrow came out together, grabbed it from afar, a jade ruler, a pair of wings, and under the traction of spiritual power, it rose into the air and flew directly to a height of thousands of zhang, directly revealing the divine consciousness of the three true people of the Origin Realm. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Don't you want to see who I'm fighting against, don't you want to know the final result?"

"Since you're so curious, I'll let you see enough!"

Broken sorrow's face was indifferent, but there was a hint of banter in his eyes, in the void, the blood was full of blood, and the Yin Evil Gourd was constantly collecting the boundless blood qi on the island, he wanted to see what kind of expression the real monks of the three major families had when they saw the fate of the sixth-order Bingluan, the ancient demon.

In doing so, he was not worried that they would be unfavorable to him, and when their three divine senses came here, they had some thoughts of testing the truth and breaking their sorrows, but they were more direct, openly provocative, and retaliated with a tooth for a tooth.

At this level, the monks are a generation of heroes, and in their eyes, they only have naked, naked, and naked strength to prove that they can sit on an equal footing. How can the ants that have no strength, but can be killed, face them?

No matter how big and far the fame spreads, it is only in vain, and after a long time, it will cause people to be suspicious, and it is to show its strength by doing so.

The effect was exactly what he expected.

"Huh?!"

Almost as soon as the Bingluan Thousand Illusion Ruler and the pair of Bingluan wings appeared in front of the three divine senses, three sounds of surprise vibrated through the divine senses, and they were clearly in the ears.

At this moment, Xuan Chou clearly felt that the three divine senses froze in unison, as if they couldn't believe everything in front of them.

Immediately, as if they had made an appointment, the three divine senses made contact with each other, and retreated without hesitation, without the slightest intention of peeking into the situation on the island.

With such a thick and bloody aura, you don't need to look at it to know that the island must have been wiped out and slaughtered.

Come without a trace, go without a trace, the jade ruler and the wings fall from the sky, and the three divine senses will pass by as if they came, if it were not for the spiritual energy vibration aroused by the powerful divine consciousness, everything would be as if nothing had happened.

And after the three divine senses faded, Shi Shiran put away the loot.

It didn't take long for the blood evil essence on the island to disappear, and Gu was absorbed by the Yin Evil Gourd, if it weren't for the frost cracks and ruins, who would know that there was a Shura Hell here not long ago?

"Get out!"

Broken sorrow hand holding gourd, falling from the clouds, before it landed, it was a thunderous shout, the sound shook the four fields.

Lin Xiaoyuan instantly changed color, turned her hand and made a move, and the cold jade guqin had already appeared in front of her, her jade fingers were tightly clasped on the strings, and her eyes looked around vigilantly.

However, the island is silent, except for the howling wind, there is no trace of human breath, like a dead land.

"Master............"

Lin Xiaoyuan showed a trace of doubt in her eyes, raised her head, looked at her master and hesitated, and stopped talking.

waved his hand, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the original hall.

There, it has been reduced to a ruin, covered by layers of broken walls, a dead silence and desolation, and there is no bustle and lively celebration scene a moment ago.

It was the ruins, the masonry of the ruins, that caught his attention.

And beneath it, there is a living man.

I have to say that the other party's breathing technique is very skillful, and even Broken Sorrow was deceived in the past, but after he took out the Yin Evil Gourd and took away the blood and qi of the corpses scattered all over the ruins, there was no more breath interference on the island, and every move could not escape the perception of Broken Sorrow.

And at the moment when the divine consciousness of the real monks of the three major families came, there was obviously a trace of abnormal movement under this dead and silent ruins.

His face was indifferent, and there was a shock under his feet, and in an instant, there was a bang, and the earth cracked, and the rubble flew up, revealing a luxurious golden robe soaked in blood under it.

It is He Yanming's only son, He Yunfei's biological father, He Shuhao!

"Break your sorrows, you have destroyed human nature, rebelled against the way of heaven, and one day you will not be able to die well, and you will fall into Yama forever!!"

The last glimmer of hope in his eyes was shattered, and He Shuhao knew that there was no possibility of survival at the moment he was exposed, so he did not hide his anger and resentment, word by word, eager to eat his flesh raw.

"Eternal Fall Yama?"

"Hahahaha..........."

As if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, he couldn't stop laughing, and a wicked smile appeared on his face for a long time, like mockery, pity, and disdain..........

"I'm Yama!!"

When the words fell, he stretched out his hand and waved, and a black guqin was placed horizontally in front of him, and in the other party's dazed expression, his eyes showed a touch of coldness, and his fingers clasped the strings, and the rhythm was sound.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed color, the demonic aura was rampant, and the yin wind and ghosts roared all over the surrounding wilderness, just like the door of hell was opened, and a hundred ghosts walked at night!

There are miserable screams, sad and sad, and the ghost fog is filled, which makes people creepy.

The sound of magic was cleansed, the ghosts cried, the cold was shaken away, the wind stopped, the earth changed, and a huge dungeon appeared.

A famous ghost pawn had two horns on his head, his face was hideous, he was covered with pitch-black scales, his eyes were bloody, his mouth was bloody, and at first glance, he had no tongue.

On the iron pillar of the dungeon, countless people were bound in it, their mouths were stretched open by iron tongs, and the dark and cold ghosts hooked their tongues, pulling them outward inch by inch, and the blood plasma gurgled and converged into a river of blood on the ground, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves rushed out of the river of blood, and the air was fierce.

"If you enter the hell of pulling out your tongue, you should suffer the pain of pulling out your tongue!"

Between heaven and earth, there was a ghost sound vibrating, He Shuhao only felt a flower in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he was already bound to the iron pillar.

The sound of the piano in my ears was full of ghost crying, and when I looked around in panic, I felt that there was a flame under the iron pillar, hot and red, and the golden robe immediately appeared to be burning.

"If you enter the hell of pulling out your tongue, you should suffer the pain of pulling out your tongue!"

Another ghost soldier roared, and the cold light of the iron tongs in his hand burst out, piercing He Shuhao's lips.

"Ahh

Again and again, dead and alive, He Shuhao hissed and roared, his face showed despair, every time the ghost pry open his mouth, pull out his tongue and extend ten meters, it will break all the roots, but after only three breaths, his tongue will grow again, and so on, and suffer from regional torture.

"Give me a good time!"

"Please!!"

Feeling that his body was light in vain, and at the same time, there was a bright light in front of him, the Sen Luo Ghost Brake dissipated without a trace, He Shuhao's face was distorted, as if he had survived the catastrophe, and looked at the young man who was sneering at the piano in front of him in fear, and immediately screamed and begged bitterly.

In his eyes, Sorrow is the incarnation of Yama, the devil of hell, and he has nothing more to ask for now, but to give him a good time and free himself as soon as possible.