The Netherworld Blood Sea has devoured eight dragons, only the main peak remains, Jing Xia Kun's eyes are full of despair, as the top boss of the Xuanhuang Realm, he shed tears that he has not seen for a long time, is there no hope......

Even if there is still one main peak left, which keeps his [Dragon Palace], but Jiulong Mountain is without eight dragons, and the dragon veins of this cave heaven and earth have been destroyed, so what is the use of only one "dragon head" left?

However, the next moment, the "dragon head" was not saved.

The thickest main hand of the Shura Ancestor grabbed the tail of the hundred zhang black dragon, and the "huhuhu" dance became a wheel, and then smashed it on the main peak of Jiulong Mountain, only to hear a loud "boom", half of the main peak of Jiulong Mountain was smashed to pieces, and the Dragon Palace has completely become history......

Finished...... Although Jing Xiakun had already expected such a result, when the real moment came, Jing Xiakun was still so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, and his brain exploded with a "boom", and the boundless pain hit him so that he even forgot to mourn the Baizhang Black Dragon who was thrown to death......

Although it was the dojo of the Beast Zhai that was destroyed, the other bigwigs were also sad and injured by rabbits and foxes, because it was the Beast Zhai that was destroyed today, and tomorrow it might be the Chaoyang Sword Sect, and the day after tomorrow it may be the turn of the Heavenly Demon Palace, anyway, no one can run, and the entire Xuanhuang Realm has been pressed and rubbed under the Shura Ancestor......

After all, can't you stop it...... The Eight Great Immortal Sects and the Eighteenth Rank of the Left Dao have a deep sense of powerlessness, at the beginning of their minds were not aligned, the traditional virtue of "Dead Dao Friends Do Not Die Poor Dao" has deeply influenced generations of cultivators, so when a few dojos were destroyed at the beginning, others were working the surface, and they were still gloating behind their backs, but now no one dares not to work hard, but it is still useless, this world is really going to be ruined......

After completely defeating Jiulong Mountain, the Shura Ancestor was so excited that he howled like a beast, most of the time the Shura Ancestor was ruthless, but every time he defeated a Xiuzhen sect, it could bring him great satisfaction, or his birth, his existence, and the meaning were all for destruction!

The unscrupulous countless eyes stared contemptuously at the Eight Great Immortal Sects and the eighteenth-rate bosses of the Left Path, and the Shura Ancestor expressed his disdain with his eyes: With all due respect, everyone here is spicy chicken!

The Shura Ancestor has a thousand heads, and each head has nine eyes, this is nine thousand eyes, so many eyes express contempt at the same time, how can the eight immortal sects and the eighteen-rate bosses of the left path not feel it, but they are helpless, the Shura Ancestor who is in the sea of blood has the help of other big and small Shura, no matter how much they work together, they can't kill the Shura Ancestor......

The ancients said well, even if the eggs of the whole world are combined, they can't beat a stone......

However, at this moment, suddenly the sky changed, and the Netherworld Blood Sea reflected the sky of the Xuanhuang Realm in blood red and blood-red before, but at this moment, the whole world seemed to have entered a dark eternal night!

Changed the sky?

The Eight Great Immortal Sects and the Eighteenth Rank of the Left Dao were all feasting, and even the Shura Ancestor and his friends were stunned, only to see that the surging sea of blood suddenly "rumbled" and shook the mountains, followed by the pitch-black mountains rushing out of the water, and they were still rising!

Wait a minute! Is that...... Onisha? Everyone and Shura were dumbfounded as they watched the black sand that kept rolling on the pitch-black mountains turned out to be ghost sand from the Netherworld!

The five elements are mutually reinforcing each other - Tuke water!

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the ghost sand quickly filled up a large area of the netherworld blood sea, and the Shura ancestor was shocked and angry and urged the blood sea to fight against the ghost sand, but it was useless, just when everyone and Shura were guessing where it was sacred, they saw that the peaks of the pitch-black mountains formed by the ghost sand appeared one by one......

Especially the tall figure standing on the top of the highest pitch-black mountain is not inferior to the Shura Ancestor, he was born with a big face with Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a full beard, a natural heavy pupil, wearing a nine-strong crown, wearing a dragon robe, and a domineering aura carrying the power of heaven and earth, which makes people dare not look directly!

As soon as he appeared, all the divine energy between heaven and earth seemed to be concentrated on him alone, not to mention that everyone else even the Shura Ancestor was eclipsed in front of him, he was the center of this world!

Who is this person? The faces of the Eight Great Immortal Sects and the Eighteenth Rank of the Left Dao have changed greatly, and the cultivators are not the ones who have changed their lives against the sky, this person actually made them all involuntarily give birth to a heart of surrender, and even wanted to look up at this person at a forty-five degree angle from the bottom of their hearts......

The Shura Ancestor didn't know this person either, but he could distinguish his identity from the great momentum of the person who had given him away, and the thousand hideous faces of the Shura Ancestor all showed the same look of jealousy, and the thousand blood basins shouted in unison: "Yan! Gauze! Sky! Child! ”

What the? Yama Heavenly Son? Long Fengjiao and her friends were stunned, don't lie to me if I don't read much! How many years have it been since the decline of the heavens and the collapse of reincarnation, and the underworld has long become a legend, how can it be possible to conjure up a Yama Heavenly Son out of thin air? Don't...... The Netherworld has reappeared?

It's true...... Changed the sky?

Long Fengjiao and her friends looked at each other, but more of them were surprised, the Yama Heavenly Son is the god king of hell, I don't know how many years have passed and finally there are gods in this world, since there are gods, then there is a way to become a god, maybe soon they can also embark on this road......

"Since you know that I am the son of Yama, you still don't bow down to you?" Xiang Yu's eyes widened, and the beard on his face exploded like a frightened hedgehog, although this is not the Netherworld, he is still the king!

"The Son of Yama is in charge of the Netherworld, Ancestor and I are in charge of the sea of blood, and you and I will not interfere with the river water!" The Shura Ancestor unruly straightened his chest full of long blood-colored hair, and shouted, "Where is the distinction between kings and ministers? ”

Long Fengjiao and her friends all looked at the Shura Ancestor in disbelief, everything related to the Netherworld in the legend is under the jurisdiction of the Yama Emperor, and it is reasonable that as soon as the Yama Son arrives, the Shura Ancestor will bow to him, but the Shura Ancestor actually wants to wrestle with the Yama Emperor, who gave him this courage?

"Presumptuous!" Xiang Yu was suddenly furious, my mother dared to argue with Lao Tzu, is it the little husband who is floating, or is my fat tiger unable to hold the knife?