The man looked exceptionally handsome, a typical handsome man in the West.

And the demonic beast under him was extremely fierce, with a flame constantly beating in his chest, and a pair of fangs nearly half a meter long were exposed outside his lips, and saliva was still flowing from his mouth.

The saliva fell to the ground, and in an instant it corroded a large hole, and foul-smelling white smoke floated up from the hole.

Disgusting!

The monster looked very strange, it looked a little like an orangutan, but it was bigger and stronger than a real orangutan. The man and the monster under him are not the same style of painting.

Ghost Mountain exclaimed, "It's the Dark Lord, the Lord of the Western Underworld. ”

All the Yin soldiers thought about it for a moment.

In the early days, the Dark Lord sent a letter to the Senluo Ghost King, saying that he was very interested in the upcoming Ghost God Sword of Weihe World, and hoped to have the opportunity to take a look.

The Sen Luo Ghost King didn't pay much attention, so he agreed.

Who knew that the Dark Lord was really coming, and he appeared in front of them.

Jiang Ming was slightly surprised, thinking of the dark forest when he went to Europe and killed the Evil Spirit Duke and the Dark Lord.

The entire forest has been corroded by the aura of darkness, so there are many demon beasts.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that in the netherworld, the East and the West are connected.

That's right, what era is it now, and it's not what it used to be.

The corners of the Dark Lord's mouth lifted, and the light in his eyes twitched. He smiled and spread his hands and said in pure English: "Oh, Mr. Jiang Ming, please rest assured, I will not participate in your battle. I was just passing by to see this ghostly sword. You can go on. ”

No way!

All the ghosts present scolded in their hearts.

It turned out to be lively!

That's right, the Dark Lord is only interested in the Ghost God Sword, but he doesn't have a good relationship with the Sen Luo Ghost King.

The Dark Lord sat on the orangutan and watched the battle for a long time.

At this time, the Sen Luo Ghost King was already crumbling, and he could only gasp for air.

He actually had an arm cut off by Jiang Ming! This was simply unbearable.

And the right hand he had severed off was still holding the Demon Sword.

The Demon Sword and the still throbbing arm actually fell directly into the rolling magma!

A burning smell came instantly. The Ghost King was so angry that his arm was burned!

Without the support of his ghostly power, his arm would be nothing more than a mass of abandoned and mutilated spirits.

And the ghost sword fell into the billowing magma, and disappeared in a few moments.

Everyone gasped, and the Demon Sword fell back into the lava.

If the current ghost king wants to draw the ghost sword from the magma, he must pass through Jiang Ming. Then how could Jiang Ming allow it?

Finished!

Jiang Ming laughed leisurely, the Sen Luo Ghost King will die today!

However, there may be variables......

Ghost Mountain, a subordinate who was absolutely loyal to the Ghost King, shouted violently and said angrily: "I'll help the Ghost King, hurry!"

What the?

The other seven ghost generals swarmed up, and they directly surrounded Bai Ling'er and them.

Xue Yunpeng's face was ugly, a ghost general might still be able to deal with it, but if there were so many......

Even if Miss Bing Aoxue helps, it will be very difficult!

The Sen Luo Ghost King blocked in front of Jiang Ming, panting slightly and revealing a sinister smile. Even if he is not his opponent now, it is not a big problem to block Jiang Ming for a while.

Let him taste the slain of his companions.

The ghost mountain raised the ghost knife and was about to slash at Xue Yunpeng.

Jiang Ming sneered: "Look for death!"

Jiang Ming released the three-headed dog of hell from the scroll space.

The three-headed dogs of hell were familiar with the ghost aura of the netherworld, and they couldn't help but bark wildly.

"Kill them. Jiang Ming said lightly.

The three-headed dog of hell took a leap and threw the ghost mountain to the ground in an instant.

The Hell Three-Headed Dog had been cultivating in Jiang Ming's space for a long time, and its strength had already skyrocketed countless times in vain.

A ghost general was defenseless, and he was bitten off his head by the three heads of hell in the air, and his soul was shattered in an instant!

The paniss froze.

This...... What the hell is this?

The Dark Lord's eyes flickered slightly, a little surprised.

"Three-headed Hellhound, how can you, an Oriental martial artist, have a Three-Headed Hell?" and these three-headed dogs look like they are full of ghostly power, not like low-end magical beasts.

He suddenly remembered that he had thrown a real Hellhound descendant a long time ago. The descendants were crossbred out, and the seven Demon Lords under his command at that time had asserted that the descendants of the three-headed dog were useless, and even if they were adults, they were not as good as one-third of their father's. So he just threw it away.

Where did you think that this three-headed dog of hell would actually fall into the hands of an oriental warrior?

Jiang Ming snorted coldly and looked at the Sen Luo Ghost King meaningfully: "It's useless for you to stop me!"

Senluo Ghost King's face was slightly ugly, and he didn't expect Jiang Ming to be able to take out the Hell Demonic Beast that could only grow in the Western Underworld.

The entire netherworld was filled with ghost howls, and the Yin soldiers were chased and bitten by the three-headed dogs of hell.

In addition to the aura, the main thing for the three-headed dog of hell is to absorb the dark power of the underworld and devour those ghosts to survive. Now that you're in the netherworld, aren't you gnawing like crazy?

The entire netherworld is like a food field in its captivity, biting whoever it sees.

Xue Yunpeng was overjoyed, the situation was becoming more and more favorable to them if it continued like this.

The Sen Luo Ghost King cursed secretly. He really underestimated Jiang Ming, a mortal boy.

If he continues like this, he may really die in the hands of Jiang Ming.

His whole body tensed up for a moment, the green tendons on his forehead beat wildly, and he suddenly shouted at the Dark Lord who was watching the excitement not far away: "Lord of the underworld, help this seat." "Even if Jiang Ming is a big man like the elder of the Spirit Realm Sect, he can only fight to the death to win!

The Dark Lord gracefully resembled a gentleman, he sat cross-legged on the demon ape and said with a smile: "Lord Ghost King of the East, why should I help you?"

Without any interest, how can he be willing to help.

Jiang Ming's expression changed, and suddenly the Heaven Slaying Sword burst out with a hundred-meter firelight, approaching the Senluo Ghost King.

The Sen Luo Ghost King dodged again and again, and he had no time to care about the Dark Lord's words as if he were chatting.

"After I helped you, you gave me the Demon Sword. The Dark Lord said with a leisurely smile.

The Dark Lord looked at the rolling lava with burning eyes.

The corrosive power on the Ghost Divine Sword was something he coveted, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared in the Eastern Netherworld.

The Sen Luo Ghost King gritted his teeth and shouted, "Good!"

No matter how rare the materials of the Ghost God Sword are, they can still be collected. But if there is no life, how to control the ghost sword?

In the end, he wanted to let the Dark Lord pick up the cheap, and the Sen Luo Ghost King's chest was full of anger.

He threw all his anger at Jiang Ming.

How could this be if it wasn't for him?

The Dark Lord burst out laughing when he heard this, and suddenly jumped to his feet.

He fell to the ground, and the demon ape under him could no longer hold back, and rushed towards the three-headed dog of hell in an instant.

A mouth bit one of the heads of the three-headed dog, and it was torn apart instantly.

The three-headed dog of hell, who was still showing off his might just now, howled and fell to the ground limply. One of them had a ghostly aura constantly spreading outwards......

The Dark Lord leapt to his feet and charged at them.

He smiled gentlemanly, "Mr. Jiang Ming, your three-headed dog has now become a two-headed dog." ”

Several ghost generals around couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

The Dark Lord is mighty!

Bai Ling'er's face became ugly, the battle was about to be decided, who knew that a dark lord would suddenly come out?

Could it be that the Sen Luo Ghost King's destiny is like this, and his fate should not be extinguished?

Xue Yunpeng couldn't help but think so.

Jiang Ming snorted coldly: "My fate is up to me, the destiny is up to me, and you ......" Jiang Ming looked at the Senluo Ghost King and the Dark Lord, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "It's up to me!"

Arrogant maniac.

The Ghost King of Senluo laughed wildly and said, "Dark Lord, you help this seat capture him, and this seat will burn his soul with hell fire every night for hundreds of years." "This is the most cruel punishment in the netherworld for ghost prison prisoners. The spirit burns and is restored the next night. Day after day, year after year, it can make the soul of a warrior collapse.

The Dark Lord smiled and nodded.

The Sen Luo Ghost King had only been cut off by Jiang Ming and had not yet failed, and the addition of the Dark Lord made the situation anxious and tense again.

The Dark Lord smiled, "Demon ape, eat Mr. Jiang's friend." ”

Hearing this, the Sen Luo Ghost King laughed wildly.

Enemy on the belly and back!

Jiang Ming will be defeated today!

After the demon ape got the order, he suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Xue Yunpeng and them!

Xue Yunpeng screamed in fright, "Uncle Shi-"

However, now, Jiang Ming was stopped by the Sen Luo Ghost King and the Dark Lord!

Suddenly, Bai Ling'er's body burst out with a light, "What are you?"

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