The Yaksha of Hell is the gatekeeper of this desperate place.

His terrifying strength is enough to cleanse a world.

Such an existence is definitely perverted.

"No way! There will never be such a thing as a Hell Yaksha in this world. ”

A thought flashed through Red Rakshasa's mind.

But at this moment, the terrifying aura of the Yaksha has hit.

His aura is like a terrifying black hole. The pitch-black tornado in the black hole sucks up all the joy and hope, leaving only deep despair.

"Not good!" Red Rakshasa suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Let's go!"

His reaction was surprisingly quick, and he quickly gave the order to retreat.

The Red Rakshasa is murderous and violent by nature, and never cares about anyone's life.

But this person can definitely be regarded as a number one.

The current situation is unclear, but he can make an evacuation order in an instant, which shows the accuracy of his judgment.

But it was too late.

Hell Yaksha, the supreme terrifying being, how could he allow the fat to slip away from his mouth.

"Want to go? It's not that easy. Now that you're here, let's stay all!"

Hellyaksha did not speak.

But that decisive killing intent has reached everyone's ears.

In an instant, the Yaksha vanished.

"Alert!"

The red rakshasa broke off and shook, and the sound shook for ten miles.

In the face of the Hell Yaksha, he could no longer care about hiding his tracks and yelled out.

The hearts of the people, suddenly, were raised.

Fear drowned them like a tidal wave.

The next moment, the air twisted and ghosts flickered. Hellyaksha has finally reappeared.

A shiver suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Red Rakshasa .

"Old Thirteen, be careful!"

The shadow of the Yaksha of Hell was behind the man.

Old Thirteen shuddered.

"Bloody Waves!"

In an instant, the sound waves oscillated, and the true qi skyrocketed.

He didn't even look back, and instantly blasted out a killer move.

Suddenly, blood was filled, and the sea of blood was stirred.

In the sea of blood, the ghost claws are heavy, and it grabs at the Yaksha of Hell.

Those ghost claws, tearing the sky and the earth, are magnificent. Even a mountain peak can be torn to shreds in an instant.

But at this moment, it was torn through the body of the Yaksha of Hell, as if it was shuttling through the air.

A terrifying smile bloomed on Hellyaksha's face.

"Refining the Dharma with blood, refining the Dharma with the soul, the ghost claw is the claw of death, such a treacherous exercise is very good! But, don't you know that everything that dies will go to hell!"

The idea of Hell Yaksha blasted into the mind of the old thirteen.

In an instant, he felt that his head was about to explode.

"Come in, there's a place for you in hell!"

That trace of divine thought, like a meteor, blasted into everyone's heart.

The tide of despair drowned the old thirteen in an instant.

Hellyaksha suddenly stretched out his hand.

There are no flashy moves, no explosive true qi.

He directly stretched out his hands and hugged Lao Thirteen in his arms.

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

These people have been fighting for life and death for many years, licking blood from the knife edge. I'm used to seeing any kind of horror scene.

But now, this spectacle still stunned them.

"Old Thirteen—"

The Red Rakshasa screamed ignorantly, not knowing what to say.

In the next moment, Hellyaksha's hands suddenly tightened, and the old thirteen were locked into his arms.

The tranquility of the moment was shattered.

In an instant, the netherworld burst into a ghostly atmosphere.

The terrifying aura of hell erupted again.

Old Thirteen suddenly let out a terrible scream.

The voice, like Devil May Cry, echoed through hell.

"Kill me!"

His cry, distorted by pain.

The terrible scream, like 10,000 years of ice, instantly sealed everyone's hearts.

In an instant, everyone was horrified.

Just in front of everyone's eyes, the place where the old thirteen came into contact with the body of the Hell Yaksha, a hissing sound erupted.

The flesh of the old thirteen was melting like wax, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, it melted into the body of the Hell Yaksha.

The face of the red rakshasa was as frightened as a ghost.

"Hellyaksha is devouring his soul!"

He shuddered and muttered.

Now, he finally believed that the terrifying existence in front of him was the real Hell Nakshatra.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

In the mouth of the red rakshasa, there was a roar.

Assassination, canceled.

Old thirteen, don't want it either.

Now, all he wants is to run for his life.

In fact, there is no need for him to shout, at this moment, there is only one thought in everyone's hearts, and that is to escape.

Taking advantage of the Hell Yaksha, he has not yet digested the soul of the old thirteen, so he quickly escapes.

Almost without the Red Rakshasa command, everyone instantly raised their true qi to the twelve-story building.

A figure, like lightning, rushed towards the end of the block.

There were a few figures, even one step ahead of the Red Rakshasa and soared out of the hundred.

At that moment, a sense of foreboding suddenly flashed in his heart.

The scene just now was simply tragic.

But all around, there was still dead silence.

No one heard the movement.

The surroundings were quiet, and there was not even any sign of life.

"How is this possible! In the mall, there are countless masters dormant. Such a big movement should have alarmed them a long time ago. But now, there is not even a sound at all. Among them, there must be something weird!"

In a flash of thought, the red rakshasa broke off and snorted.

"Don't go!

But those people have already been frightened.

The arrogance of the past is gone. Now, there is only one thought in their minds, and that is to run for their lives!

The roar was useless, and the Red Rakshasa suddenly became angry.

At that moment, I heard a bang, a bang, a few sounds.

The first few people to run away seemed to have hit an invisible wall and were bounced back one after another.

"Can't escape!

"What's going on, is this place sealed!"

"No, let me out!"

The crowd wailed and wailed.

The face of the Red Rakshasa was pale, and it was like rain in an instant.

"This is the hellish realm!"

Isolate the sound!

Isolate the breath!

Even cut off the signs of life!

Although both the formation seal and the enchantment can be done, they will definitely not be able to do it so thoroughly.

Only the rumored "Hell Realm" can create a new world in this world, sealing everything and even the soul in it.

Everyone's hearts sank to freezing point in an instant.

In the realm of hell, hell is naturally hell.

But there is more to hell than just a Yaksha.

Hell is full of evil spirits.

What's even more terrifying is that in hell, there must be a master.

"No! I am a condensed truth, a hundred years of cultivation, a supreme existence! Even hell cannot easily wipe me out! I will never accept death!"

The Red Rakshasa was almost hysterical.

He roared wildly, but the fear in his heart had reached the extreme.

"In this world, there will never be a hell! This must be an illusion! Who are you to be able to create such an illusion and confuse the mind of my true condensation master!"

I am afraid of extreme anger.

With a wave of the Red Rakshasa hand, a snow shadow burst out of the sky and tore the ground apart.

The true qi exploded, and a gully of 10,000 zhang was plowed out in an instant, like a scar on the earth.

That movement was earth-shattering.

But after the tumult, heaven and earth returned to silence.

In this life, the red rakshasa licks blood from the edge of the knife, and is not afraid of vigorous slashing.

But now, this deathly silence almost suffocated him.

"No! no!"

His mouth was muttering, and his steps were vain.

Take a step back.

Take a step back.

Suddenly, behind him, there was a cold breath.

"Who!"

He turned his head in an instant, like a frightened bird.

The next moment, he saw a grim face.

The head has two horns and a face like a yaksha. With wings on his back, he is eerie like a ghost.

But there is another kind of awe-inspiring aura on his body.

That's the breath of a king.

Hell Devil!

The king of Qiankun!

Two completely different auras actually appeared on the same face at the same time.

The King of Hell.

He is the Lord of Hell!

"You're finally here!"

The master of hell, with the constitution of heaven in his mouth, rules life and death.

Whoever he lets die three times will not be able to live even a moment longer.

Red Rakshasa gasped, and the coldness instantly choked his throat.