Chapter 974: Hell Mountain
In hell, the Infernal King is the oldest, the Abyss King is the most mysterious, the Hell King is the most powerful, the first two are almost unborn, so the Hell King is the Hell King, for hundreds of thousands of years, the Ye family has been passed down from generation to generation, and Hell relies on this Hell King, who has killed countless strong people and is famous. Fastest update access: щщщ.79XS.сОΜ.
The mountain where the King of Hell and his disciples lived. It's called Hell Mountain. The lifeless qi inside is thick, faintly forming a unique celestial phenomenon of destruction, this Hell King has lived in seclusion in Hell Mountain for many years, and he is also cultivating with celestial phenomena.
Seeing that the master was angry, the disciples kowtowed one after another, and retreated to the top of the mountain tremblingly.
"That one who doesn't want to die, how dare you provoke my Ye family? Looking for death? ”
"It made the ancestor angry, he was so scared."
The eldest disciple Ye Mian said with a calm face: "Send someone to investigate immediately, we must find out this person, break the corpse into thousands of pieces, and break the bones and fly, otherwise it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart." ”
"Anyone who offends my Ye family Shura will have to pay a terrible price."
The group of disciples nodded.
"Herald, Shura Seven Cities, pursue Shura Hunt and Kill Order."
From the Ye family's Shura City along the way to Hell Mountain. There are also seven Shura Cities, although not all of them are Ye family castles, although they are foreign surnames, they are all vassals of the Ye family, and they absolutely obey the orders of the Hell King.
"Boom!"
A minute later, Zhang Fan broke the city in the east of Shura City, killed Yicheng Shura, and killed more than 20,000 people from top to bottom. Including the lord of the city, King Shura, and then flew away.
Two minutes later, Zhang Fan moved to the southeast, a Shura city, the sword light was 'excited' and 'swinging', killing all Shura with one sword, and destroying a city with one person and one sword.
Three minutes later, Zhang Fan crossed the mountain and flattened the top of the mountain with one punch, and the Shura City that stretched for miles on the top of the mountain also turned into ashes.
Four minutes ......
5 points......
Zhang Fan went all the way to Hell Mountain, if the sky stopped him, he would break the sky, if the earth stopped him, he would break the first, and every time he passed by, he would destroy the Ye family's forces, the evil Shura, and kill them from the top and bottom.
Along the way, it only took a few minutes, maybe it was a cup of tea, and the seven Shura cities were all destroyed. Hell Mountain is just around the corner.
"This is Hell Mountain?"
Zhang Fan stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the distant mountains, the aura of destruction in the sky above the mountains was permeating, showing a form of rotating against time and space, like a cosmic black 'hole'. The dead qi that gathered here from all directions was swept into the whirlpool, and the faces of the remnant souls were confused and frightened, and they were swept into it before they could scream.
"Yes, Lord Yan, this is Hell, and the Hell King is on the mountain."
The Lonely Shadow Ghost Rider and the Li family followed Zhang Fan all the way and witnessed it behind them. Zhang Fan killed all the way, the heads of the people killed were rolling, and no less than 100,000 Shura were slaughtered, and the Ye family's forces were uprooted, looking at Zhang Fan's gaze at this time. is even more awe-inspiring, and he doesn't even have the courage to look up and look directly.
"Senior brother, the Shura order was issued, but none of the Shura Cities responded!" A disciple said with a solemn face.
The senior brother's face sank, and he frowned, this has never been the case, the Shura Order is the decree of the Hell King, and no one dares not to accept it, nor does he dare not react.
"There is no response, one is a rejection, and the other is ......"
An abrupt voice came from the bottom of the mountain: "The other is that you can't catch it, because the seven Shura Cities no longer exist." ”
With this voice coming, Zhang Fan strode in from the foot of the mountain, and the formation light film along the way was like nothing in front of him, penetrating layer by layer without hindrance.
"Snort, snort!"
When the film of light passed through him, it emitted brilliant thunder and lightning fire, and the entire Hell Mountain was shrouded in extremely strong destructive power.
The roaring sound exploded like thunder, spreading along the mountain road, echoing in the entire Hell Mountain, like rolling thunder: "Nanfu Yan Jun came to pay a visit...... Hell King......"
With a rumbling sound, the disciples who went up the mountain were dizzy. The whole mountain of hell trembled.
"What Nanfu Yan Jun?"
The entire Shura on the Hell Mountain was dumbfounded, the title of Nanfu Yan Jun has been too loud in the past two years, especially recently, the ghost wilderness battle, it was simply shocking, the ghost wilderness in that battle can be said to be directly convinced, and now he is in hell, is it ......
"Hell King, Nanfu, Nanfu Yan Jun is here."
A disciple in a Dharma robe crawled and crawled, frightened and at a loss.
"What's the panic?" The Hell King's eyes opened and 'shot' bright red eyes, which were a pair of extremely terrifying eyes, and the vertical eyes seemed to be flowing with blood, "Arrogant child, you actually came to hell to spread wilderness. ”
The whole person turned into a cloud of black smoke and flew away, and the dead air in the shaking mountains surged, and the person was already miles away.
"Nanfu Xiao'er, you dare to kill my children and grandchildren, destroy my city, and break into my Hell Mountain. This king will never spare you? ”
In hell, there is no shortage of Shura, but it is extremely difficult to build a city, because the materials have to be special materials, and it is difficult to find materials to withstand the earth, fire, 'yin' wind and various celestial phenomena of hell.
A black smoke rushed out from the dead air in the sky, and it 'shot' straight in, and the surging destructive power, pressing the air flow of heaven and earth was extremely distorted, and the person had not yet arrived. The air currents are like the waves of the sea.
"It's the Hell King!"
Feeling that terrifying aura, the Lone Shadow Ghost Rider and the people of the Li family were all suffocated.
"Meet the Ancestor!"
The Shura on the Hell Mountain knelt down one after another.
"Hell King?" Zhang Fan sneered: "A lonely soul and wild ghost who was exiled also dares to claim the king and hegemony, and he is smiling and generous. ”
With a bang, Zhang Fan no longer had to restrain the power in his body, and suddenly bloomed with a dazzling dark golden light. The black and purple aura that burst out of Yama swept away like a storm, and the whole person climbed under this force, volleying away in the void, with thousands of demeanors, like a ghost ancestor descending, making people tremble.
"Yama Elephant!"
The Qi of Yama collided with the Qi of Death, and this would be the strongest battle in the hundreds of thousands of years of the underworld.
At this time, the two figures emitting this powerful light had risen higher and higher in their eyes. Flush with the sky.
"Zhang Fan Yanjun, why did you break into the underworld and kill my descendants?"
The Hell King was suspended thousands of meters in the air, and the aura of death on his body permeated like an ocean, exuding the power of this terrible path of destruction. It sneers and destroys the impurities in the air.
"What is your identity to ask Benjun, do you have this qualification?"
Hell is the place where the Nine Shadows exile evil spirits, a place of filth and evil, and the Shura here was originally a criminal in the underworld, or he had sins too much in his life. Or after death, the sin is too great, and the king of hell is a strong man, but he is a leader of criminals.
What does a leader of a guilty people use to question the king?
"Presumptuous!" The Hell King was furious, for hundreds of thousands of years. No one had ever dared to talk to him like this, he had long thought that he was the king, the supreme king, "Zhang Fan, don't think that you are really some kind of bullshit Yan Jun, in the Nine Shadows Land, strength is everything, Difu Yan Jun, that's a joke." ”
With that, he stretched out a hand. There is constantly a black 'colored' dead aura on the palm of the hand, and the destructive power of the Dao of Destruction is the strongest in the Heavenly Dao, and even above the Dao of the Sword, it is also a well-known avenue in the world, but this Dao is not easy to walk. Moreover, no one can go far, so although the power is great, there are not many people who cultivate.
He thought about Zhang Fan's void and grabbed it!
"Boom!"
This method is similar to the soul binding technique in Zhang Fan's parade technique that was cultivated by a pink and tender little ghost, but the power is not the same, and so on, Zhang Fan has seen a lot, such as the star picking hand, and there is also such a trick called cosmic change in the nine changes of Jiantian.
"Shura pinching ghosts!"
I only felt that the black evil giant palm with a very strong aura of destruction came with a grip, with a sinister aura 'yin' wind, at this level, ordinary ghost cultivation, even if it was a Great Perfection or even a variable star, before condensing the golden body, I was afraid that it would collapse.
This Hell King's cultivation is extremely high.
"Your strength is not weak, but compared to this king, the difference is too far, you can't understand what a terrifying existence this king is."
"Death!"
Zhang Fan smiled lightly: "Really?" In his slender eyes, his cold eyes swept away, and the void was like an invisible millstone turning, and the power rushed away like a mountain and a sea.
With a bang, it was directly installed on the black giant palm, and it immediately collapsed into invisibility.
The Hell King gasped, screaming wildly in his heart, how could it be, Nanfu Yan Jun had only been famous for a few years, how could he have such strength.