Although the first hall has an electricity supply, it still belongs to the era of cold weapons, and the lack of resources is the main reason. It stands to reason that the first hall is also full of talents, but the output of gunpowder and the like is very small. It is important to know that mineral deposits are not abundant, and even if you have chemical knowledge, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

"Fight bravely to kill the enemy and raise my prestige. ”

The warriors on the school field chanted slogans in unison, and tens of thousands of people spoke in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Following the yacha to a commander of the Soldiers and Horses, Wu Fan handed over his identity token. The majestic and imposing commander of the soldiers and horses took a look, nodded, and handed it back, with a pair of sharp eyes, glancing at Wu Fan.

"Are you a cultivator, and you are already at the pinnacle of Dao learning?" the commander asked, seeing Wu Fan nodding, he said, "Join the vanguard and set off immediately." ”

When Yacha heard this, he motioned for Wu Fan to follow, ran to the front of a square team, and talked to a captain in the same way.

"Let's go!" the captain ordered. All the warriors of the square team, all of them released their true qi, condensed the giant sword under their feet, and the sword flew. Wu Fan was unwilling, and he also flew away.

For a while, the sky was full of human figures, covering the sky and the sun, roaring away, and the ground was dusty, and the flow of people was rolling, rushing forward, and they all killed the hell of the first hall.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Wu Fan followed the warriors of his team to fly for a while, and then landed slowly.

The Great Hell of the First Hall is only more than 100 miles away from the capital, and the capital is located not far from the Great Hell to facilitate management and to be able to respond quickly when something happens. Zhu Di, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, moved the capital to the capital out of the intention of the Son of Heaven to guard the country, and the people in the underworld are not stupid, so they naturally know the reason.

Looking down, a huge stone mountain like steamed buns, and a huge black hole in the middle, appeared in front of you. Around the entrance of the cave, densely packed like ants, were the vanguard of the defeated retreat. Judging from the distribution of rocks around the cave entrance, the mountain is an extinct volcano, and the rocks on the surface are formed by lava ejected from volcanic eruptions.

"Help, help—"

"My legs, my legs, who can help me bandage them?"

"It's over, it's over, the hellish villains are going to fight. ”

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There were no less than five or six thousand people gathered on the top of the mountain, most of them had broken arms and legs, they were covered in knife wounds and gunshot wounds, and they were stained with blood, and some of them even had their stomachs cut open by knives, their intestines leaked out, and they were moaning and howling, and the scene was miserable.

"Vanguards!" The captain in a blue T-shirt, in his thirties, with short hair and a scar on his face, crossed his nose, looked fierce, but he couldn't hide his heroic spirit, and said loudly.

Most of the county kings and state kings who were called to participate in the war were men, and there were also a small number of women, some old and some young, all of whom were powerful people.

"The situation in hell, everyone should be clear, the further inside, the higher the temperature, the harsh environment. Everyone is a cultivator, and if you don't carry enough Frozen Talismans, I still have a batch here, and you need to raise your hand. The captain said again.

"The frozen talisman sent down, if it lasts for half an hour at most, it loses its cooling effect, so it is better to refine it yourself. A middle-aged man next to Wu Fan said.

"You are a profound cultivator, and the self-made talisman can last longer, of course it doesn't matter. I'm afraid that I'm afraid that I will be in a dilemma, and if I don't have enough to bring myself, it will be miserable. "The middle-aged man is humane next to him.

"I want to. "I'm going to have seven or eight too. Some county kings and state kings raised their hands one after another.

Wu Fan looked at the space ring, there were more than a dozen frozen talismans that he had refined, but he was still worried that it was not enough, so he raised his hand and asked for ten.

"Doesn't anyone want it?" asked the captain as he glanced around the audience with a cloth bag in his hand. Seeing that no one responded, the captain said, "Hell is vast, it's best for everyone to form a group and advance and retreat together. ”

"Good!" everyone responded.

"This little friend, you go with us, I think you should be in hell for the first time, and you must not have enough experience. A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a gray robe, and carrying a peachwood sword behind his back, pulled Wu Fan Dao.

"Thank you for taking care of this uncle, may I ask your surname?" Wu Fan asked.

"My surname is Zheng, you call me Lao Zheng. The middle-aged man said.

"In Xia Wu Fan, I still need more guidance from Lao Zheng. Wu Fan arched his hand.

"Vanguard, get in. With a wave of his hand, more than a thousand warriors rushed to the entrance of the cave and sped down the steep slope.

Some people are holding weapons, but more of them are releasing their true qi, condensing into swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and moving forward bravely. After landing more than ten zhang, finally arrived at the place of the gentle slope, there is a huge stone tablet next to it, which is one zhang high, and it is engraved with several big characters of "the first hall of hell".

The further you go, the wider the space, but you already feel the rolling heatwave, if it is an ordinary person coming in, it will be difficult to adapt, but I am afraid that in less than half an hour, I will faint from heat stroke.

More than a thousand warriors are all cultivators, and their true qi is strong, if they can't bear it, they immediately hit the freezing charm, which can envelop the body with a layer of cold air and resist the heat wave. Wu Fan followed Lao Zheng and the others to run quickly, not lagging behind, and after striking a frozen talisman to protect himself, he released his true qi and condensed a big knife to remain vigilant.

Many county kings and state kings who fled back in defeat lost their armor and abandoned their armor, and they were disgraced, crawling with rolling belts, and fled outside the cave in a hurry. Very few who were not injured saw the reinforcements coming, plucked up the courage, and followed the reinforcements to kill again.

In the depths of hell, the wilderness is vast and boundless, the rocks are craggy, the scorching heat is like a steamer, the smoke of gunpowder rises everywhere, the fire soars to the sky, and the shouts of killing shake the heavens and the earth.

Woooo

There was a whistling sound, and countless wicked people with scattered heads, grabbing stones and sticks in their hands, or holding snatched knives and guns in their hands, as if they were crazy, rushed towards the direction where Wu Fan and the others were running.

Farther away, a dense crowd of wicked people poured in like a tidal wave. The population of the first temple is tens of billions, and the wicked people who are imprisoned and punished in the great hell are not to mention more than a billion, but there are hundreds of millions, and the number of people who fight here reaches tens of millions, and it is only the number of evildoers in the entire hell, and there is only one of them.

The wicked grinned, opened their teeth and danced their claws, and were furious, like a blue-faced and fanged demon and a moth to a fire. Wu Fan was mixed in the middle of the team of more than 1,000 people, and he couldn't help but be frightened. Although there are nearly 10,000 reinforcements behind, how can they cope with the millions of enemies? I'm afraid that after a while, the vanguard will be swallowed up by the crowd, and not even a ripple will be raised.

Such a battle is such a large-scale battle, Wu Fan is naturally the first time to encounter and participate in it. Especially in the depths of the earth, the environment is harsh, there is no grass, the heat is unbearable, like the Gobi Desert, and the endless villains are fighting, how tragic and terrifying the scene is.

Boom –

With a wave of the wooden sword in Lao Zheng's hand, a sword qi slashed, like lightning and thunder, unmatched, and the villains in front of him fell like chopping melons and vegetables, falling a large piece, and his body was in a different place, screaming again and again. Lao Zheng's realm, the same as Meng Lao Dao, is the pinnacle of the Dao, and his true qi is more abundant and purer than Wu Fan.

It turned out that the villains in hell were so vulnerable that Wu Fan thought that the enemy was outnumbered and the vanguard would be defeated one-sided, but it turned out to be a false alarm. The vanguard was defeated because the villains were indeed powerful, and the government had few people on the one hand, and their strength was always limited.

Wu Fan was determined in his heart, brandished a big knife, turned freely, and slashed hard. The strength of the pinnacle of learning the Dao, the true qi is endless, and the long knife condensed by the true qi has a cold and shining blade, piercing the eyes, the blade is pointing, and the flesh and blood are flying.

"Xiao Wu, it's good, but you haven't learned knife skills, you can't give full play to your strength, and you have to make up for it in the future." Lao Zheng turned his head and glanced at Wu Fan and praised.

"Thank you Senior Zheng for your advice!" replied Wu Fan. Don't talk about knife techniques, it's boxing techniques, Wu Fan has never learned them, but with his strong true qi, he went into battle to kill the enemy. Last time in Yanjing's Li family, he fought against Li Meiyi, and temporarily taught Yin and Yang to mix a sword, and soon reached the transformation realm, but after all, he had little actual combat experience.

Time is limited, Wu Fan didn't learn much, so he could only make up for it later, otherwise he would inevitably suffer when he met a strong opponent.

"This young man is so young, and he has such cultivation, which is rare. A man who formed the same group said.

The entire vanguard team was all competing for the lead, murderous, advancing layer by layer, destroying and decaying, and countless villains were chopped into pieces, blood and flesh were splashed everywhere, and they were scattered all over the sky. On the rugged, rocky ground, the corpses were piled up, the blood was flowing like a river, and the red fruit was a complete massacre.

The gray space was filled with a bloody atmosphere, like hundreds of thousands of troops fighting fiercely, and the killing atmosphere was vast and suffocating. The villains are dancing wildly, screaming miserably, ghosts crying wolves, and the gloomy atmosphere is so thick that people's scalps are numb and goosebumps are raised.

The reinforcements that came later continued to join, and the official offensive became more and more fierce, and the whole battle scene became more and more tragic. Every half an hour, when Wu Fan felt the burning heat on his body, he sent out a freezing charm to cool down his body. The scope of the battle expanded, and Wu Fan was getting farther and farther away from Lao Zheng and them, since his strength was enough to deal with it, he didn't need to help at any time, so he didn't need to keep his distance.

After three hours of fighting, more than half of the villains were killed and wounded, and when they saw that they were invincible, a tall and strong man in the rear let out a boo whistle, and the villains retreated in all directions like a tide.

"Pursuit, it is necessary to eradicate the first evildoer. The commander of the Terracotta Division stood tall on a chariot, holding a large flag in his hand, with a big "Qin" character embroidered on it, and three slightly smaller seal scripts "First Palace" embroidered on it, he vigorously waved the battle flag and ordered.

Wu Fan flew in the direction of the retreating thugs on the left and chased away. Mountains are undulating everywhere, Wu Fan regardless of the rugged and difficult roads, crossing one level after another, tirelessly, killing countless enemies. These people have done all the bad things in the yang world, and they have come to the underworld to suffer, and they will not stop, and they will be instigated to riot and chaos, and it is not a pity to die. After overcoming the guilt of killing, Wu Fan killed decisively, did not hesitate his physical strength, people blocked killing, and Buddha blocked killing Buddha.

What's more, only by reaching the deepest part can we find out whether my father and mother are imprisoned here, and Wu Fan takes the lead with his own plans. It's just that the farther you go, the hotter the air becomes, and even among the earth and rocks, cremation occurs from time to time, and red fireworks are lit in some places, dotted with stars, like flowers all over the mountain. The depths of hell are indeed like purgatory.

"Lightning Attack—"

Boom –

Wu Fan shot a lightning charm at the fleeing crowd in front, and as soon as the explosion sounded, the villains cried and shouted for their mothers, screaming non-stop, and fell into a large area. Many of the thugs were blown to pieces, and the rest were caught off guard and fled in several directions.

Seeing the largest flow of people, fleeing towards a valley, Wu Fan ignored the other villains and chased after them closely. With a wave of the long knife, the villains immediately fell into a large area.

The valley was narrow, and there was only one way out, and the wind under Wu Fan's feet condensed a giant sword, and the sword flew to the front, blocking the way.

Thousands of thugs were so frightened that their legs and feet weakened, and they fell to their knees, claiming to spare their lives.

"Heroes, spare the lives of the villains, and the villains are also mistaken by the traitors. A man with a disheveled head, a shirtless shirt, and a bearded face, knelt in the middle and shouted loudly. The other kneeling people were also dressed in the same way, but they did not have strong beards, they were all skinny, with yellow muscles and thin faces, and their upper bodies were bare, and their lower bodies were covered by a pair of tattered shorts.