Ning Ruoyu felt as if she was stuck to something, and she couldn't move at all.

The white-clothed male ghost in the sky laughed and said, "Slut, if you want to blame it, blame your god of war, he dares to humiliate me, I want him to taste the taste of love and death." ”

Ning Ruoyu gasped, this man is a ghost emperor?

The god of war he said was Yang Zenan?

The white-clothed male ghost said arrogantly: "Remember, it was my Cloud Emperor who took your life today!" ”

"Cloud Emperor! You're looking for death! A loud shout came, and then, a powerful force swept away the white-clothed male ghost like a whirlwind and clouds.

The man in white was a ghostly man, and he was actually crushed into powder by this power.

Then, Ning Ruoyu saw Yang Zenan's face, his face was full of panic and anger.

The tentacle monster seemed to sense something, and sank to the ground with Ning Ruoyu.

"Let her go!" Yang Zenan roared angrily, and suddenly there was an extra sword in his hand.

A long sword with a gray body, the long sword looks unsightly, but its power is amazing.

But a step too late, Ning Ruoyu was still pulled into the dirt by the tentacle monster.

Yang Zenan was furious, and the murderous aura emanating from his body made all the ghosts within a radius of thousands of miles tremble with fright, holding their heads and not daring to move.

He wielded his long sword and kept slashing at the tentacles that the tentacle monster was still outside, and with each cut, black stinking blood erupted from the tentacle section.

"Give her back to me!" Yang Zenan yelled angrily, "Give it back to me!" Otherwise, you will die today. ”

He kept slashing, and the tentacle monster had to stretch out more tentacles in order to resist him, and the more he stretched, the more he slashed.

This red land was dyed black by the black blood of the tentacle monsters.

Yang Zenan is still killing and slashing.

If you don't snatch Ning Ruoyu back, you will not give up!

"Give it back!" The sword in Yang Zenan's hand kept stabbing towards the ground, and the sword body shot out sword light, leaving one sword mark after another on the ground, and black blood gushed out from the sword mark.

"Give her back to me!" The killing intent on Yang Zenan's body was almost condensed into an entity, "Give her back to me immediately, otherwise I will destroy hell and kill you!" ”

Shuo Sheng, who was originally watching the excitement from a distance, and was about to sneak attack him from behind, was stunned for a moment and stopped.

At that moment, he sensed danger.

Danger that has never been used.

This man is terrible, very scary.

The strength he showed before is probably just the tip of the iceberg.

It's just that you've lost three cities, so is it worth taking such a big risk to sneak attack?

He didn't move again.

The ghost beast underground seemed to be frightened by his tricks, and suddenly a tentacle broke through the ground and threw Ning Ruoyu to Yang Zenan.

The meaning is obvious: hurry up and take your woman away, I don't want it!

Yang Zenan immediately stretched out his hand to hug Ning Ruoyu, seeing that her breath was a little weak, his heart ached, and his eyes became condensed.

He suddenly raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it out.

A terrifying giant sword condensed in the sky, and the sword light broke through the sky and stabbed fiercely into the ground.

This sword went straight to the ground, and everyone heard the sound of flesh and blood blurring from the ground, and Shuo Sheng only felt a chill down his spine.

"Uhhhhhh

An eight-grade ghost beast was killed with a sword like this.

The eight-rank ghost beast is not the same as those eight-grade beasts on the earth, and its strength is comparable to that of the ghost emperor.

However, their physical bodies are extremely strong, so their defense is comparable to that of the Ghost Saint.

Such a strong ghost beast, Yang Zenan slashed it with one sword, which was terrifying.

Shuo Sheng quietly took two steps back, trying to escape.

"Stop!" Yang Zenan's voice came coldly, Shuo Sheng's steps were stunned, and his heart was furious, but he maintained his majesty on the surface, and said sharply: "Human powerhouse, you actually tore up the agreement and openly attacked!" ”

He actually hit a rake.

Yang Zenan just stared at him coldly and said, "You tear up the agreement first and send the Cloud Emperor to attack our commander, your heart can be punished!" I killed you today, and the ghost fairy behind you didn't dare to say a word. ”

Shuo Sheng was furious: "Arrogance! Human powerhouse, don't think I dare not fight you! It's a big deal, let's all go to the eighteen layers of hell! ”

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly a sword light slashed down towards him.

Shuo Sheng was shocked and roared angrily: "Human powerhouse, you dare to ......"

He tried his best to meet the attack, the strength of both sides was incomparable, and the energy wave generated spread out, and the ground began to crack inch by inch, and the cracks like spider webs extended in all directions, and the cracked pieces flew up, floating in mid-air, like the end of the world for a while.

At this moment, a huge black vortex suddenly appeared on the ground under the feet of the two, and a terrible roar came from the black vortex.

The screams were terrifying, as if countless people were enduring horrific punishments.

Eighteen layers of hell!

The real eighteen layers of hell!

Seeing the eighteen manifestations of hell, even Shuo Sheng showed a look of horror.

Not good, their battle touched the origin of hell and almost destroyed a small part of hell, so eighteen hells were opened to pull them in.

He didn't say anything, turned around and ran.

Run, must run!

He would never go to hell to be tortured, and that would be for tens of thousands of years.

Yang Zenan hugged Ning Ruoyu in his arms, looking at the entrance of the eighteenth layer of hell that was getting bigger and bigger, and a powerful force was pulling him in, wanting to drag him in.

He looked at the sky, where dark clouds rolled and thunder rumbled.

He is too strong, so strong that it exceeds the limit of what this world can bear, and he has been suppressing cultivation before, so this world will accept him, and now he has exposed part of his strength, and the world is rejecting him, trying to squeeze him out, or kill him.

If he is dragged into hell, he will also be tortured in hell, and the sentence will be much longer than that of Shuosheng.

Shuo Sheng tried his best to run, but the powerful force in the eighteenth layer of hell pulled him, and he couldn't run far at all, but got closer and closer to the eighteenth layer of hell.

"Nope! Lord Yuanxian, save me! Save me! He shouted desperately, and Yuan Xian seemed to be the name of a ghost immortal.

But the Yuan Immortal in his mouth did not appear, not to mention that he might not be able to hear it, and even if he did, he would not make a move.

The eighteenth layer of hell is the power of rules, and unless he soars to become a true immortal, he can't resist it at all.

"Lord Yuanxian ......" Shuo Sheng, as a ghost saint, has countless life-saving methods, but at this time, none of these means can be used.

He let out a final roar and was forced into the eighteen layers of hell.

The moment he entered, he wished that his soul was gone.

However, the thought that the human powerhouse and his woman would also endure millions of years of torture gave him at least a hint of comfort.

He raised his head and saw that Yang Zenan was also pulled in, and couldn't help but let out a crazy laugh: "Human powerhouse, let's go to the eighteenth layer of hell together, hahahaha......"

Yang Zenan's face was full of condensation, and he didn't have the slightest fear, but looked at Ning Ruoyu who was unconscious in his arms.

Just as he was falling into the eighteenth layer of hell, a force suddenly overflowed from Ning Ruoyu's body.

Buzz –

As if a bell had been ringed, the eighteenth layer of hell gates began to tremble, and then as if throwing something, Yang Zenan and Ning Ruoyu were thrown out.

"What?" Shuo Sheng was so shocked that his eyes were about to fall.

How could it be......

This is obviously the power of rules, huh?

Doesn't it mean that only true immortals can break the rules? Why do they ......

Without time to think about it, he fell into the depths of hell and fell directly into the water.

Water?

It's not water, it's oil, piping hot oil!

He found himself in a huge oil pot, surrounded by a number of ghosts, a huge ghost, holding a stick in his hand, stirring around the oil pot.

"Ahh He let out a heart-rending scream, and his body was blown open by the hot oil, and huge blisters erupted.

The terrible punishment has just begun.

Such torture will be repeated for hundreds or thousands of years.

At this time, the entrance to the eighteenth layer of hell had been closed, and Yang Zenan held Ning Ruoyu in his arms and landed on the ground, his eyes were extremely complicated.