The Hades King lost his life's cultivation and now can only stay in his real body and cannot appear normally, and he can't exert his spiritual power in the Qilin state, and he can't stop the two demon kings of the mixed world from fighting fiercely.

Feng Xun has absorbed the skills of many people, and his strength can compete with the demon god one or two, and he has not been defeated so far, which really shocks him.

But he couldn't let them fight any longer, and if the heavenly soldiers came, none of them would be able to escape.

The Emperor of Heaven is worried that there is no excuse to arrest the demon god, he and Feng Xun hid Fusang's body in the underworld, the heavenly realm does not know for the time being, Fusang has been wiped out, if Cen Duxiao is arrested and taken to the heavenly realm again, Fusang's resurrection will really be hopeless.

Qilin jumped on top of a towering ruin and said, "Fengxun, have you forgotten the meaning of your name?

Feng Xun took many life yuan, causing innocent people in the mortal world to die in vain, Rao is that he has a friendship with Fusang, and the Hades King can no longer tolerate him.

Fusang is the weakness of the wind, and when he mentions Fusang, he feels sad and resentful.

"The wind is rugged, the wind and bones are rugged, may you be honest and honest all your life, and have a backbone. ”

"You have to cherish the surname Feng, because Nuwa's original surname is Feng, and if you want to follow her surname, you have to be compassionate, understand?"

He seemed to see Fusang walking side by side with him, and slowly, the red shadow disappeared into the golden morning light.

The sun rises in the east, and the morning light is holy, taking away the equally holy and noble Fusang, leaving him alone to live in sorrow and sink in darkness.

Integrity, openness, compassion.

But now that his hands are covered with blood, he has finally lived up to Fusang's expectations.

One thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon.

Single-mindedly doing good is for Fusang, and mad demons doing evil are also for Fusang.

What he is doing now is to prove to the world that the Yuan Devouring Spirit is a monster, a monster that wanders outside the Three Realms.

When Fuso is resurrected, will he forgive him for killing countless people, and will he regret saving him in the first place?

Can Fuso be resurrected?

Boom - a loud bang.

Dusty, black and gray blind, unable to see clearly, the eardrum is about to crack under the stimulation of a long buzzing sound.

Qilin shook his head to look, and Cen Duxiao's demon god power fell to the ground like a meteorite, smashing out a huge crater.

The unicorn choked on the ashes and dusted off the scum on his paws, and he couldn't hide this earth-shattering sound!

There was a fire under the huge pit, a poisonous snake spit out a monstrous flame, and it was rumored that hell had a sword mountain and a sea of fire, and Cen Duxiao inadvertently responded to the legend of the world and opened up a pool of fire in the underworld.

The cold and damp underworld suddenly rose in temperature, like a volcanic eruption, frightening the ghosts to avoid it, and retreated into the distance one after another.

"Cen Duxiao, what are you doing?"

Wangshu wiped the sweat off his forehead, as a piece of dark iron, he was not afraid of cold or heat, but now he was too hot to stand.

The wind was not easy to deal with, but Cen Duxiao didn't make much effort, her face was not red or panting, and she looked very relaxed.

She smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't control it for a while, I'm sorry, Your Highness Hades." ”

Houtu only chiseled one layer of the underworld with the Open Heaven Axe, but Cen Duxiao opened the second layer with his own strength, and the Hades King didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Worried about the safety of Lethe, the Hades King turned his head to the bank of the Lethe River, and said, "You don't need to apologize to me, you still have to think about how to deal with the Heavenly Soldiers." ”

After speaking, the Hades King was not at ease, fearing that the two demons would lead the calamity to other locations in the underworld, and he said with an unusually straight face: "I warn you, you have to fight you to the death, and don't get close to Lethe." ”

Feng Xun stopped attacking, his body was already a strong crossbow arrow from the heavy blow of the power of the demon god, and pus was dripping from his body, if he hadn't forced himself to not fall, I am afraid that his bones would have been gone.

He realized that no matter how strong he was, he couldn't kill the demon god, and he actually made a big mistake to kill Cen Duxiao on impulse.

He used the Yuan-devouring method to kill so many mortals, the traces of the Yuan-devouring spirit are very likely to have been exposed, the heavenly soldiers will not spare the Yuan-devouring clan, not all gods are willing to judge whether they should be killed or not by whether these monsters have made mistakes, his personal grudges have ruined the entire Yuanling clan!

Cen Duxiao is the culprit, it was her scourge that caused a series of tragedies, if she hadn't insisted on breaking into the underworld, Fusang might have successfully fused with another divine tree, how could he be obsessed with a ghost and kill people out of control!

Cen Duxiao ruined everything!

In her past and present lives, she was a disaster star who brought disaster to people!

If he can't kill him, let the heavens do it!

Cen Duxiao looked at Feng Xun in confusion, and he suddenly stopped when he was still fierce, staying there and not knowing what he was thinking.

Feng Xun's body was like a blood-stained lightning, his movements were amazingly fast, he withstood the severe pain of the demon god's power corroding his flesh, and grabbed Cen Duxiao tightly, his hands were cold and piercing, like two iron rings around her wrists.

Cen Duxiao pushed him away but to no avail, Feng Xun is really a big opponent she rarely sees!

The power of the demon god was unwilling to meet the opponent, and it was crazy and restless in her body, and it erupted in an instant, and she hissed and roared: "What are you going to do!"

Feng Xun calmly met the black qi wave, the face that was very similar to Fusang was scarred, with countless tiny openings, blood sliding down his cheeks, his transfiguration technique failed, revealing a fleshy face with no facial features, which was even more terrifying and disgusting than the real ghosts of the underworld.

Even if Cen Duxiao was a demon god who had seen millions of floating corpses and rivers of blood, he couldn't help but tremble when he saw Feng Xun's true face.

"Ah Yan !!"

Wangshu saw a red light take Cen Duxiao away from the underworld, and suddenly, the underworld returned to silence.

He grabbed the licowood seed next to him and walked out in an instant, and the scene in front of him made him gasp.

Feng Xun fought hard to break the net of the fish, and grabbed Cen Duxiao and suddenly crashed into Shenmu!

Feng Xun's face couldn't see any expression clearly, and only listened to his eerie tone: "Cen Duxiao, you should have died in your last life, what are you struggling for? Aren't you going to atone for your sins? Don't you deserve to die?"

Wangshu's brain throbbed, and he remembered that the first time Fusang suffered from the heavenly punishment was because Cen Duxiao in his previous life cut down the sacred tree.

Feng Xun knew that he was invincible to Cen Duxiao with his own ability, so he wanted to lead the heavens to kill her!

Cen Duxiao already felt guilty for harming Fusang again and again, and with her temperament, she didn't need to be instigated by words, she would inevitably bear the punishment of heaven!

Click-

The earth shook and the mountains shook, the mountains burst into flames, and the sacred trees suddenly collapsed!!

Prince Hao rushed out of the hall, his heart sank violently, he didn't guard the Divine Tree in the blink of an eye, and he would suffer such a change!

He looked at the white light pouring down from the sky, he exhaled a short breath and shouted loudly: "Senior sister, get out of the way, the heavenly punishment is coming!"

After five hundred and twenty years, Cen Duxiao once again touched the heavens, and the emperor would not spare her!

He glanced at Wangshu with an earthy face again, surprised and excited, and he trembled: "Master...... Master, you're not dead?!"

Wangshu barely thought about it, he flew towards Cen Duxiao on tiptoe, hugged her into his arms, and blocked the heavenly punishment for her.