It's a pity that it was a step too late, Shirutu's body was instantly knocked away, the 'flower liquid on the other side' in her arms flew out, the cap of the bottle fell off, and the liquid in the whole bottle slipped out instantly, and at this time, Shiruhua was just shot to the ground, raised her head and opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, in the blink of an eye, the flower liquid on the other side fell into her mouth, a fragrant entrance, Shiruxiang only felt comfortable physically and mentally, and Meng Po, who had been healing the Yin Yin, changed her face at the moment when Shiruhua swallowed the flower liquid on the other side, her face changed greatly, her body trembled violently and shook, and she fell to the ground!!

He Liyun and others also found that the poetry was picturesque and swallowed the flower sap on the other side, and her expression did not change much, but her eyes flickered a few times, and then they met the flicker, and now the Fu Fu is no longer the original her, she rushed to the poetry with red eyes, He Liyun's cold eyes flashed, and when she swept by, a black mist rushed, her back was injured, the Hu Wei raised her head and roared, the white hair flew, and pierced straight into the sky, the red eyes turned, staring at He Liyu, the ghost and the Xuan Yu hurriedly swept to the side of the poetry to support her, and asked in a low voice:

"Picturesque, are you alright?"

Shi Ruhua shook her head and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, suddenly, her face changed, her hands hurriedly covered her head, her brows were wrinkled together, her head seemed to hurt very badly, as if it was about to explode, the ghost and Xuan Ya saw this, their faces changed greatly, thinking that she had suffered more serious internal injuries, and Xuan Xuan Ya was even more anxious to grab Shi Ruhua's arm and asked anxiously:

"Picturesque, what is wrong with you?"

"Head...... Head. My head hurts. Consciousness said intermittently, her face instantly turned pale as paper, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down her cheeks, she squatted on the ground, hugged her head vigorously, and let out a low and silent snort.

He Liyun and Xuan Yu trapped the crazy Fu Fu together, and just wanted to sweep to the side of Shiruhua to check, but they were raised by Shi Ruhua's palm, and a black mist surging like a terrifying wave rolled towards the two, and Hu Wei shook his white hair and roared loudly:

"Heliyu, I want you dead!" In her remaining consciousness, the only strong resentment was that He Liyu ruined her innocence, if it weren't for him, how could she lose the ability to communicate with the water of the Yellow Spring of Hell, if it wasn't for him, how could she take her into the world to absorb the Qi of the Extreme Yin, if it wasn't for him, how could she be captured by the people of the Nethercapital and become the mother of the soul fetus and how could she come to hell, everything was because of the man in front of her, she hated, this strong hatred supported her from letting her remaining thoughts be dominated by demons.

With a wave of his wide sleeves, an extremely strong light burst out, and then said to He Liyun:

"Go and see what happened to her?" Xuan Xuan was very anxious, looking at the picturesque poetry of holding his head in pain, his heart was very painful, and the moment he looked up at the beard, his eyes changed to coldness, gloomy, full of murderous intent.

Meng Po looked blankly at the picturesque poetry that had fallen to the ground and curled up into a ball, the old tears were horizontal, her lips trembled and she wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound, she staggered towards the picturesque poetry, in the distance, the eyes of the hell stared at the picturesque poetry, he knew in his heart that the other side of the flower liquid entrance, then, the final result is the picturesque memory of the previous life, but, why does she have a headache? Why is it so painful? The flower sap on the other side is not so painful, is it?

Shen Yin just lifted his eyelids, glanced at the picturesque, then closed his eyes, and continued to recover from the injury, he was very seriously injured, and he lost an arm, which greatly damaged his mana, and his heart was full of hatred, but he also knew that he was in a hurry, and only by quickly recovering from the injury and growing a new arm could he cope with the predicament in front of him.

Shiruhua doesn't know how to describe the mood at the moment, the pain of the head wants to explode, cracking, as if suddenly a lot of things poured in, can't fit but insist on loading, and she is in sharp pain at the same time, but she can't see the things that are loaded in, she can only helplessly hold her head and bite her teeth to endure it strongly, as the pain in her head intensifies, it spreads little by little, spreading to the body, as if the feeling of being torn makes her curl up her body, trembling violently, maybe only curling and trembling can reduce the pain of tearing inside the body.

He Liyu swept to her side, hurriedly helped her into the crook of his arm, and called out anxiously:

"Picturesque, picturesque, how are you?"

He Liyun's voice seemed to come from a distant place, he slowly opened his eyes, he clenched his teeth picturesquely, his face was already pale and bruised, and his weak consciousness sounded in He Liyun's mind:

"Don't worry about me...... It can still hold on. ”

He Liyun frowned, picked her up horizontally and was about to leave, suddenly, the pupils of Xuan Xuan and Xuan Xuan contracted rapidly, and Xuan Yu actually asked Xuan Xuan to pounce on this side, and the rolling black mist rushed over with the rapid movement of her body, overwhelming, like a waterfall, flying straight down, Yin Ying and Xuan Ya didn't say a word, flew up to meet the attack, Hu Yu roared, his white hair was thrown over and wrapped around the Nether, both hands waved and pounced on Xuan Xuanya, although Meng Po who had been standing next to her was sad in her heart, but she also knew that the situation in front of her was critical, Hurriedly walked to He Liyu's side and whispered:

"Go to the lookout platform, there's no danger."

He Liyu didn't speak, and flew up with a picturesque hug.

"Heliyu, poetry is picturesque, I won't let you go." Behind him, there was a roar of the heavens, splitting the skull, smashing it to the ground with a fist, and the whole body danced, and saw layers of black mist rushing into the ground, and in the distance, the hell was shocked, and shouted in a lost voice:

"Stop her, don't wake up the things underground!" As he spoke, his figure swept over, and his ten fingers grabbed the twisted strands of hair that were waving at the beard.

He Liyu held Shiruhua with one hand, at this moment, Shiruhua had fallen into a coma, his consciousness was in a semi-comatose and semi-conscious state, his body seemed to be drained of strength, soft and not good, He Liyu was anxious in his heart, his face remained unchanged, and he went back with his backhand, and suddenly, a strong light surged up, rushing down from above, as if it had been torn into a few locks of size, no longer a neat and smooth cloth, a white line fell from the sky, like a giant pillar optimus, straight into the sky. Like lightning splitting the air, it was particularly eye-catching, and the explosion sounded around Hu Ying, who was like a kite with a broken line flying upside down, spitting black blood from his mouth, and the ground was dragged out of a deep trace.

"Don't kill me again, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." He Liyun coldly warned Xuan, Xuanxuan's face changed drastically, his eyes flashed, he just wanted to sweep over and swoon, but he didn't expect the ground to bulge, quickly agitated, there seemed to be a living creature under the ground to rush out, the ground cracked, gushing out of the bubbling black fog, the expressions of the two of them changed suddenly, they didn't care about He Liyu and the others, they hurriedly pounced, their hands pinched again and again, and wisps of white light covered the cracked ground, but unfortunately, the surging black fog blocked all the white light, and in an instant, the ground was all cracked, A black back slowly floated out of the ground, the hell and Meng Po saw that they could not control it and hurriedly flew back, the beard was even more red eyes fluctuating, and flew up to stand on the behemoth that came out of the ground, this thing, with a snake head, a centipede-like body, and a thistle on its back, like a shark, staring at the lantern's big eyes, the mouth and nose swallowed black mist, covering the sky, suddenly, everyone was hidden in the black fog looming, the beard stood on the back, the robe was flying, the white hair was fluttering, the red eyes were surging with bloodthirsty light, and the monster looked up, let out an earth-shattering roar, the tail swung vigorously, smashing down the pavilions and pavilions, and countless wandering spirits and wild ghosts were shattered by his roar and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Seeing that the only evil thing in the underworld that was suppressed came out, he hurriedly hid in the black mist, and his injuries had never recovered, and he could never be discovered by this evil thing.

The hell prison and the others all gathered together, staring coldly at this evil thing and the spine on the back of the evil thing, He Liyu put down the poetry and ordered Meng Po to take care of her, of course Meng Po was a thousand willing, but also distressed hugged her into her arms, constantly wiping away the sweat that slipped on Shiruhua's face, Shiruhua's hands and feet were cold, although she no longer had convulsions and severe pain, she still fell into a coma, and she couldn't feel everything outside.

"Hell hell, what is this?" Xuan Xuan stared at Yu Yu and asked coldly.

The Hell's eyes were cold, and he danced in the wind in a white shirt, with a serious expression, and said cautiously:

"This is a monster that was locked by the combined efforts of several Hades kings 10,000 years ago, but I didn't expect it to be printed out today by the woman who entered the demon, and this time the underworld is probably really facing an unprecedented catastrophe."

"Since it was ten thousand years ago that the combined efforts of several Hades could control it, why didn't you notify Hades now? I'm afraid we won't be able to restrain him. Netherworld sighed deeply, looking at the woman on her back, in her heart, she could only sigh that fate played tricks on people, if the night didn't bring her into the dark capital, how could she fall into the demon.

"Even if the Hades King comes out, he may not be able to control him." Hell smiled bitterly.

At the moment when they were looking at the monster, the monster moved, his body was very large but still moving fast, his centipede-like body was full of tentacles, these tentacles wriggled with a huge body and pounced on He Liyu and the others, Hu Yu stood on it without moving, his eyes were sharp, the red light became more and more bright, staring at the picturesque, glowing with resentment.

As if sensing the hatred of the beard, the poetry reluctantly opened a gap, glanced at the beard lightly, and pulled out a vague arc on the side of the lips, and then closed his eyes again.

That is, in the blink of an eye, the monster and the monster fought together with He Liyu and others, like a waterfall-like light rushing down from above, splashing water, crystal clear and mangless, like a small white plum, impacting up, the Milky Way falling, shining with thousands of rays of brilliance, a surging light mist, roaring and swooping down the mountain, making an amazing roar, like a thousand horses galloping.

On the ground, the figures of the Netherworld and the Netherworld were knocked away, the volley retreated, and the mouth spat blood, He Liyu and the Hell have been entangled with the monsters, the light flickered, at this moment, there was no reservation, the momentum was like a galloping horse, like a charge, shaking the sky and the earth, roaring, the smoke was rising, like splashing hundreds of millions of pearls.

Feeling the body in her arms move, Meng Po hurriedly looked, and saw that Shiruhua had slowly opened her eyes, and the cold and emotionless eyes made Meng Po's heart sink, these eyes stared at Meng Po so quietly, staring fixedly, without blinking, Meng Po did not dare to move, and stared straight at Shirutu, even if her heart was beating very chaotic, she did not dare to move.

"I hate you, don't you know? Why are you still in front of me. The indifferent consciousness echoed in Meng Po's mind, making her face pale, and she suddenly let go of Shirutu, staggered up, took a few steps back to stabilize her figure, stared at Shiruxiang in surprise, squirmed her lips but didn't say anything for a long time.

Shiruhua ignored the others, slowly got up, stood in front of Meng Po, and stood quietly, under the cold eyes was a murderous motive that could not be hidden.

"I said, goodbye to you, I'm going to kill you!"

"No...... No. Meng Po shook her head again and again, the pain made her distort her old face, and she wanted to take a step forward to explain, but she paused under the picturesque and indifferent eyes, and all the words were held in her throat and could not spit out a word.

Suddenly, the black fog in the air was churning, and it rushed towards Shiruhua, and the figure of the painter flickered quickly, and the figure of the figure flickered to this side, the five fingers flashed with cold light, and the face covered with black silk flashed a deep murderous intention, the picturesque didn't seem to see it, but, turning his head sideways, he glanced at her gently, this glance, so that the figure changed his expression, just wanted to stabilize his body but was slowly raised by the painter's finger, fixed in mid-air, the poetry smiled silently, and the lips drew a mocking arc, and the consciousness sounded with contempt in the empty space:

"Little human, dare to provoke this seat, damn it!" Before the words fell, I saw her wrist turn, and she turned her body and pinched it in front of her, and her slender and powerful hand pinched her neck, lips, and set off a mocking arc:

"Who are you? If you're enchanted, damn it! The hand was hard, pinching tighter and tighter, Hu Yu struggled, staring at the red eyes, frightened and panicked, Zhu Yu and He Liyu fist wind smashed on the monster, but was bounced away, they saw Hu Yu fall into the hands of Shi Ru Painting, and they were surprised and shocked at the same time, they were clear about the poetic mana, but if they wanted to subdue Yu Yu with one move, it was impossible, especially the meaning in her consciousness, neither of them could understand it.

Hu Yu stretched out his hand to grab Shi Ru Picturesque, but he couldn't reach it, he could only struggle in her hand, twisted, his face became hideous, bubbling with blood, Shi Ru sneered, let go of her at the same time, a palm slapped on her chest, suddenly, a burst of light pierced through Shi Yu's chest, and the gurgling black mist rushed out of her body, Hu Yu let out a shocking scream, waved his arm and volleyed backwards, crashing into the ruins of the collapsed pavilion, and issued ' With a loud bang, the poetry stood in the air like a picture, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he quietly stared at the tumbling monster with his hands behind his back, and his indifferent consciousness echoed in the empty space:

"The dignified underworld is pregnant with such a monster, damn you!" I don't know if she said that Hades should die or the behemoth in front of her should die, but, in any case, the poetry at this moment is picturesque, in everyone's hearts, it is definitely not the previous poetry and picturesqueness, He Liyu was even more shocked in his heart, staring at the poetry in disbelief, and the hand that was hidden in the sleeve cage was clenched tightly, at this time, in the distance, the clouds and fog, the rolling Hades instantly fell in front of the Shiru picture, shaking his black beard, and the dark eyes swirled with black smoke:

"Who put this monster in!" A strong and indifferent voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The scorching yin heart hidden in the extreme distance shook slightly, and then fell silent, and hid his body more perfectly