The palace disappeared out of thin air, and what appeared in front of Pan Shao was a gorgeous starry sky, he looked around in confusion, at this moment he was still sitting on the throne, floating under the starry sky, and the cold and quiet atmosphere made him feel very kind and familiar.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in front of Pan Shao's eyes, and there was a rumbling roar in his ears, angry shouts, and a touch of beauty flashed in the starry sky. He stared ahead with wide eyes, full of incredulity,

One by one, the strong people who were imposing and had cold eyes that could kill him in seconds appeared, these strong men were not one or two, looking at the starry sky in front of him, there were strong people standing proudly everywhere.

This is the battlefield!

Pan Shao suddenly understood, he stared at the front tightly, the battlefield in front of him was divided into two groups, one group of people with different costumes, and their images were also very different, there were men and women wearing Taoist robes that Pan Shao was familiar with, and there were tall and burly figures, and at a glance, he knew that he was a strong man of the demon clan, and there were strong men with different costumes but cold momentum.

The two groups of forces are clearly separated, in the middle is separated by a dense group of strong people in a starry sky, and on the other side is a group of strangely dressed and strange-looking bald people.

Pan Shao squinted, and his mind exploded, this is not the most mysterious Buddha race of the three super races in the universe in the extreme west, but how can they get involved with the Dao clan, the demon clan, and other scattered cultivators?

While he was thinking about it, the two groups of people fought together without warning for some reason, and the whole starry sky suddenly became chaotic, full of people, and rumbling and chaotic sounds everywhere.

These turmoil not only dazzled people to watch, but also made Pan Shao's mind almost lose his mind. Frightened, he hurriedly held on to his mind, and it took him a whole stick of incense to fully adjust, and when he opened his eyes again and looked ahead.

The whole starry sky has undergone earth-shaking changes again, the starry sky that was originally crowded with dense strong people, floating corpses, and a strong smell of blood came to the face, with Pan Shao's concentration, seeing this kind of scene is also numb and cold.

The throne under his ass suddenly took him to swim in the starry sky, looking at the cold floating corpses everywhere, the horror in Pan Shao's heart was unimaginable. He saw a lot of powerful people in this floating corpse. With his eyes, he knew that those people were at least powerhouses at the level of the Great Venerable, and there was even no shortage of Emperor Venerables, and even stronger Great Venerable Consummation.

Kindness? Is that? Suddenly, Pan Shao's heart moved. He jerked his head to look behind him. Under the starry sky behind, there was a fierce man, covered in purple, gold, and black flames. The fury of the momentum was like a demon god, and five golden powerhouses stood in the air at different angles around this strong man.

"Nether Flame?" Pan Shao opened his mouth wide and exclaimed in shock. The purple-gold-black flame had a feeling that he was familiar with, wasn't that the Netherworld Flame he had gotten in the small world?

He looked at the figure that was like a demon god, and with a wave of his hand, several strong figures were shaken away, and a thought came to his mind, could this be the Lord of the Netherworld?

As if hearing his voice, the Netherworld's eyes swept over, and the eyes condensed by the purple, gold, and black light gave people an incomparably huge pressure, and Pan Shao immediately felt a force choking his throat, suffocating him.

"What's going on? Can he see me? What the hell is this place? Why am I here? Pan Shao felt the breath of death, if the strong man here made a move on him, it would definitely be difficult for him to escape this death!

Fortunately, the Lord of the Netherworld just glanced at it lightly, and quickly focused on the five golden powerhouses, Pan Shao didn't dare to look at this master too much, he looked at the five golden figures, and fell into deep thought.

The methods of these five strong men are very strange, he can't see through how they fight with the Lord of the Netherworld, the five strong men are full of essence, Pan Shao squinted and stared, and still saw a hint of clues, these five people don't want to have the same posture, some people pinch the trick with both hands, their expressions are flat, some people raise their hands and wave their palms, their faces are hideous, and some people laugh with a happy face.

And the Lord of the Netherworld was surrounded by five people in the middle, waving his hands, the purple, gold and black flames soared, his void was trembling, rippling a strange fluctuation, Pan Shao only glanced at it, his mind was suddenly dizzy, so that he couldn't find the direction and was confused, so he thought about falling down.

Pan Shao bit the tip of his tongue, and there was a rumbling sound in his ears, and then he saw the Netherworld's Lord hands stirring above his head, and a purple, gold, and black three-colored flame rose to the sky, and then from this flame, five paths swept towards the five golden powerhouses, Pan Shao was very familiar with this method.

The Netherworld Flame mainly attacks the mind, but the Netherworld Lord blocks five with one, and these five people also seem to be extremely powerful, will he be more restrained if he divides his power like this?

Thinking of this, Pan Shao thought of the fall of the Lord of the Netherworld, how did this super powerhouse who was originally known as the Universe fall? Could it be here? He turned his head to look around, and as far as his eyes could see, there was a desolation, and the large number of floating corpses began to dissipate, but the strong smell of blood and the chilling aura did not dissipate.

And under this starry sky, Pan Shao never saw any living existence again, except for him, except for the Lord of the Netherworld and the five powerhouses.

This thought came to him, and he became more and more convinced that this was the place where the Lord of the Netherworld fell, and just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud shout, "Netherworld." ”

It was the voice of the Lord of the Netherworld, he looked up, the Lord of the Netherworld opened his five fingers, and his big hand pressed down from the sky, and the entire void began to distort, Pan Shao's eyes darkened, and then appeared in a gloomy world.

"Oh, the silk talisman of the boom" There was a chaotic and hazy sound in his ears, and no matter how Pan Shao stopped it, those voices passed through the eardrum without hindrance and went straight to his mind.

Immediately after Pan Shao's painful wail, holding his head and shaking on the throne, he felt that his head was about to open, as if a bomb was exploding in his mind, the huge force did not make him unconscious, but like hundreds of millions of long thorns, all pierced into his heart, he was numb and painful, feeling torn, about to be burst, and the pain was unbearable.

Not only that, Pan Shao, who was in severe pain, didn't seem to even have the ability to think, and he didn't have the consciousness to calm down at all, so he didn't have the ability to organize the magic sound killing machine. At this moment, the mutation was born again, and a dragon groan was startled, the voice was very loud, faintly fighting against the magic sound in Pan Shao's mind.

Immediately afterwards, a purple-red figure appeared, the figure flew around in Pan Shao's mind, and then swept towards the blue villain, and then its body changed, soaring only a few hundred meters thick, protecting Pan Shao tightly.

Rise~~

This purple-red figure is really a ghost, it raised its head and roared, and purple-red flames erupted from its mouth, and clusters of flames flew in all directions, and soon spread to the whole mind, from the beginning of the small flames soaring, the mind turned into a sea of fire, and the chaotic sound immediately weakened.

Pan Shao's consciousness gradually became clearer, and then he heard a soft sigh, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a purple, gold and black three-color flame rushing towards him, and before he could react, his forehead was cool, and the flames drilled into his mind.

The flame entered Pan Shao's mind, and with a snort, it was like a violent wind wrinkling, and the chaotic sound disappeared in an instant, and the purple-red ghost was dumbfounded, staring at the purple-gold and black flames flying towards it with wide eyes, Pan Shao could feel the struggle in its heart, that will was very strong and very weak, anyway, in the end, the netherworld motionlessly let the purple-gold and black flames drill into its forehead.

rise

Another dragon roar, the Nether Wyvern Dragon soared into the sky, its huge body flew majestically in the void, and then the purple, golden, black, and red lights bloomed all over its body, like a sun above its mind.

Pan Shao's consciousness merged into the blue mind, only to find that his mind was still blue and transparent at this time, and his heart was happy, this was the result of a strong mind, his belief moved slightly, and a vast force gushed out.

After a stick of incense, Pan Shao stabilized his somewhat fluctuating mind, and the netherworld above his mind slowly descended, but the netherworld had not yet awakened, and there must still be a period of time to absorb the purple, gold and black flames.

Pan Shao knew that this was a great thing, and after the Netherworld woke up again, his strength would inevitably go to a higher level.

Thinking of this, his mind moved, out of his mind, his eyes lit up, the bright light was dazzling, the figure in front of him was flying, and the five golden figures were mighty and domineering and one person was fighting. (To be continued......)