"Hades Emperor!"

"Hades?"

"Hades?!"

"The Emperor of the Underworld made a move?"

"My Buddha is compassionate. ”

Just when Liu Shuang stretched out his distant finger towards the Xuanming Palace, someone felt it.

In the Heavenly Realm, the Heavenly Emperor thought back to this old man and said coldly: "It has begun." ”

In the Pure Land of Bliss in the West, there is a Buddha horn sounding and gradually growing.

In the underworld, listening to the body, the king of the earth is thoughtful.

In the main halls, the ten halls of Yama were extremely shocked.

Jiang Ziwen, who was fighting, couldn't help but look back in the direction of the Netherworld Hall.

Wu Feng knew very well that he knew better than anyone that the Immortal Emperor had made a move, because the Immortal Emperor's means were to act on Wu Feng, more precisely, on the phaseless bones on Wu Feng's body.

During this period, the thunder never stopped slashing towards Wu Feng one by one, and now, those netherworld flames had finally gathered on Wu Feng.

For a time, there was a lot of smoke and dust.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the cage formed by the thousand-step stone steps in front of the Xuanming Palace was only left with ruins and broken walls, among them, Wu Feng's figure had long been gone, and the dotted netherworld flames seemed to tell the tragedy just now.

Jiang Ziwen walked under the wreckage, stretched out his hand to roll up a strong wind, emptied the remaining masonry and stone, and saw the hole in the ground, and at the entrance of the cave, the dark green flames were burning. Jiang Ziwen frowned, waved his hand and blasted towards the entrance of the cave with the power of thunder.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Ziwen turned around and saw Wu Feng standing not far away with a mocking expression.

"It's kind of funny, you're not dead yet. Jiang Ziwen said in a suppressed voice, he was angry now.

"This is the underworld, the Emperor of the Underworld doesn't want me to die, of course I won't. "Wu Feng is in good shape now, he feels stronger than ever, and at this time, the fighting spirit is in full swing.

"Emperor Hades, it's ridiculous, now the Emperor of the Underworld is not enough to protect himself, how can he protect you?" Although Jiang Ziwen didn't know what happened to Wu Feng, in the original plan, once the Emperor of the Underworld made a move, it would lead to a catastrophe, maybe now, the Emperor of the Underworld was fleeing in a hurry like a lost dog.

Wu Feng didn't know what kind of turmoil the Immortal Emperor would cause, what he knew was that after the Immortal Emperor's move, he became very powerful.

"Huh......" Wu Feng exhaled.

Jiang Ziwen led the wind with his left hand, and summoned thunder to attack Wu Feng with his right hand.

There was a pop, as if something had broken through the ground.

A wisp of dark green flames poured out from Wu Feng's body, and then one after another, countless nether flames poured out from Wu Feng's body. Compared to the previous Nether Flames, these appear more refined, and the color is more dark, and even a little blackened.

Jiang Ziwen's first round of attacks was blocked in this way.

"Sure enough, there are some doorways. Jiang Ziwen no longer wasted his physical strength, and when he stretched out his hand, he actually pulled out two swords out of thin air, one dark cyan to ward off the wind, and the other dark purple to trigger thunder.

With two swords in hand, Jiang Ziwen took the initiative to approach Wu Feng this time and chose to fight in close quarters.

Wu Feng's side was surrounded by a slightly blackened Netherworld Flame, like a burning egg.

The closer he got, the more Jiang Ziwen could feel the scorching heat emitted by the flames, which was faintly beyond the blazing power of the equal king Lu You. Jiang Ziwen didn't dare to slack off, he swung a sword out of his left hand, the energy of the wind blew away the scorching breath, and a sword stabbed out in his right hand, and an incomparably pure thunder power stabbed at Wu Feng. Then Jiang Ziwen saw that there was a skeletal arm in this "burning egg" that "broke out of the shell" and directly held the power of this thunder, and then crushed it.

After crushing Jiang Ziwen's thunder with one hand, Wu Feng walked out of the flames, and at this time he had turned into a skeleton with a faint green flame burning on his body. Unlike those Nether Skeletons, Wu Feng was relatively tall, and moreover, Wu Feng's skeleton was dark gold, and the color of the burning flames on his body was also slightly dark. Wu Feng knew that this was a change caused by the awakening of the phaseless bone, and this feeling was very powerful.

Jiang Ziwen was very surprised that the thunder that he drew from his sword was actually crushed by the other party, even his nine colleagues must not be able to do it so easily. Now, he actually had the idea of retreating in his heart, and he dared to be a little afraid.

"Wuyue Guards! Go to battle!" Jiang Ziwen shouted loudly and suddenly retreated.

"Do as my king commands!"

Thousands of gold-armored guards in the main hall had already been arrayed, and with Jiang Ziwen's order, these gold-armored guards quickly dispatched to surround Wu Feng.

Wu Feng looked at this group of real underworld elites, some were relieved, some were sad, some were angry, and some were inexplicable.

"I know that my father's Wuyue guards have been co-opted by your Ten Hall Yamas, but no one has seen them in the underworld for hundreds of years. Their appearance makes me happy, but it also makes me sad and angry. Wu Feng said to Jiang Ziwen. He was now in the state of a skeleton, and his voice was hollow and cold.

"It is useless to say more, for today you will surely die. Wu Feng's tone made Jiang Ziwen very unhappy.

"Before, against the Six Paths Tantuo Jizo, I said that the number is meaningless in this kind of battle, but you are not him after all, he is the Buddha of the underworld, although I broke the Buddha nature in the end, but you are still inferior to him. Wu Feng's hollow and cold voice came again.

Jiang Ziwen was a little embarrassed, he thought that he had been insulted, this feeling was very humiliating, but he didn't care, because he felt that Wu Feng would die this time!

"Wuyue Guards! Attack!" Jiang Ziwen ordered with a wave of his long sword. His thinking was very clear, and when Wu Feng was entangled with these gold-armored guards, he would find another opportunity to kill the other party in one fell swoop. But he still missed something.

"Do as my king commands. ”

The Wuyue Guards are the real elite in the underworld, and their individual combat ability is not strong, and they are even much weaker than the ghosts, but they are well-trained and have extremely strong combat capabilities, which can be compared with the Heavenly Realm Heavenly Soldiers.

"No matter how elite the minions are, they are also minions after all, how can these minions distract me?"

Wu Feng waved his arm, and the netherworld flames behind him scattered into thousands of paths outside the main hall. Outside the main hall, there was an army of netherworld led by Wu Feng, thousands of skeletons.

"With the power of the Phaseless Fire Emperor, I will bestow you with the power of the Phaseless Netherworld Flame to help me level this hall!"

Even more refined, the Netherworld Flame blessed by the Phaseless Bone fused with the skeletons outside the main hall, and this army was already hungry and thirsty, running or running or jumping or climbing, and they all advanced towards the main hall of the Xuanyuan Palace.

The situation in the field was reversed again, and the Wuyue guards who surrounded Wu Feng were now surrounded by the Netherworld army brought by Wu Feng.

"You see, I just said, quantity, it doesn't make any sense. Wu Feng sneered.

Jiang Ziwen's face turned pale.

The dark green Netherworld army and the Wuyue guards wearing golden armor fought together, and the visual impact was extremely strong, like the intersection of light and darkness.

"I was able to beat you before, although I don't know what happened to you, but now, I can still beat you!" Jiang Ziwen said loudly. It's just that this sentence is for Wu Feng or for himself.

"That's a bad statement! You just trapped me before, when did you defeat me? Since you couldn't win before, now you will definitely lose!" Wu Feng asserted.

Jiang Ziwen was silent.

Wu Feng then fell silent.

The armies of the two sides had already rushed together, but the commanders of the two armies did not move at all, just staring at each other.

Although Wu Feng's Netherworld army has a numerical advantage, the Wuyue guards are relaxed, and they are well-trained everywhere when they retreat and advance, and for the time being, the Wuyue guards have a certain upper hand.

"You're right, in the face of power, numbers never mean anything. Jiang Ziwen looked at the two warring armies and said.

......

"I didn't say that. After a short silence, Wu Feng replied.

The two were silent again.

Time continued to pass, and the Wuyue guards began to suppress the Netherworld army, and the battle circle continued to spread outward.

Wu Feng frowned, ready to make a move.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziwen slashed at Wu Feng with a sword in his right hand: "This group of minions still distracted you!"

The long period of silence and contemplation is also a long time of accumulation, Jiang Ziwen's sword is full of sword intent, and it is much stronger than the sword that stabbed Wu Feng before and was crushed by Wu Feng's hand. Wu Feng was surprised to find that this sword was unavoidable, so he could only take it.

Surprise is surprise, Wu Feng's blow has also been accumulating for a long time, since it can't be avoided, then why should I take it?

Wu Feng's right hand swept out with a fist of Nether Flame.

The thunder and the flames collided again, and there was a bang, and under the aftermath, both of them took a step back, and each had its own merits.

Without pranayama, Jiang Ziwen attacked again, abandoned the sword with his left hand and made a sword trick, and stabbed Wu Feng directly with the power of the wind. At the same time, his right hand swung his sword again to lead the thunder, and several thunderbolts rose up together, slashing towards Wu Feng.

"It's up to you to take this trick!" Jiang Ziwen shouted violently.

"How do you pick it up? I'll show you a fun one this time. ”

Jiang Ziwen suddenly felt that he saw a smile on Wu Feng's skeletal face.