Chapter 870: The Eighth Hall of the Underworld...
The iron lock with the thickness of the black arm was like a black dragon, and when he saw Ye Siming's rampant murderous intent, the huge figure let out an indifferent snort.
The iron lock rolled up directly at Ye Siming.
I was shocked when I saw that huge black shadow, it was not a messenger of the underworld at all, and the momentum was many times more majestic than that of the messenger of the underworld.
What the hell is this!?
Seeing that the iron lock was about to roll directly towards Ye Siming, I knew that thing had the strange power of locking the soul, and if Ye Siming was locked, he would definitely suffer the loss of that strange iron chain.
"Be careful."
I shouted.
That is, at the moment when he finished speaking, Ye Siming was like a ghost, and the iron chain passed through his body, but it was a puddle of mist, and the real body disappeared in an instant.
At the same time, the huge black shadow seemed to feel a strong crisis, and it retreated without hesitation, and the void behind it was distorted, and it was actually going to go directly from breaking through the space barrier and returning to the underworld from the yang world.
After Ye Siming appeared, a strong evil aura permeated his body, and I don't know why, I could clearly feel the murderous aura he exuded.
It became almost substantial ice.
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Obviously, Ye Siming at this moment is a real killer, and he wants to kill the things from the underworld directly.
It's just that the huge black shadow is not slow to react, and immediately after noticing the defeat, a point of intersection of yin and yang appeared behind him, leading directly to the underworld, and disappeared in the mouth of the underworld passage in an instant.
And in the moment of blending in, Ye Siming's slender figure appeared to stare as if into the sparkling water, and then a terrible roar echoed in my ears.
"If it's really a ghost immortal-level powerhouse who has cultivated the Tao, today's matter, this master ...... Noted down. From the gloomy wind of the passage, a gloomy voice came out angrily.
Then, Ye Si Ming's hand retracted.
As the sparkling waters disappeared, a deep voice of anger rang out, "No matter where you are, you ...... There is no escape. ”
Ye Siming has always been vigorous and resolute, and he definitely does not drag mud and water.
If this thing in the underworld is the slightest bit late, the end is probably gone, because I have already felt Ye Siming's unprecedented murderous intent.
But it's such a fuss.
When I turned my head, I saw the frightened water ghost who fled from the wilderness, probably because the huge black shadow and the momentum exuded by the night were too terrifying, and the ghost's fear of the enforcers of the underworld was like a mouse encountering a cat.
The water spirits plunged into the river one by one.
Disappeared without a trace in less than a moment.
Ye Siming's face was a little ugly, now he went directly back to the soul jade, I knew that the situation was a little wrong, so I asked him what he had just come from the underworld.
Ye Siming groaned and said, "Lord of the Hades Temple. ”
I was taken aback by this domineering title, and then asked Ye Siming, "You mean the king of Yama in the underworld?" ”
It's a super boss.
"It's just a doppelganger of Hades!" Ye Siming told me.
I know that there are ten Yama kings in the underworld, according to Ye Siming's words, he doesn't want to deal with the underworld because of these, he is not afraid of the underworld, but what makes him jealous is the ten Yama kings,
Two fists are hard to beat four hands.
In particular, the ten Yama kings have different means, and Ye Siming is powerful, and it is impossible to compete with the ten Yama kings.
"This is the Eighth Hall of Hades, I fought with him in the underworld before, and he noticed me." Ye Siming's voice was solemn, and he could see that his current situation was very bad.