Huang Nishang's defeat of Ouyang Nan is one of the dark horse battles in countless assessment battles, because Ouyang Nan is not a figure of the Lingshan faction, and Huang Nishang is only a new disciple, so there are not many people who pay attention to this battle.

But everyone who followed this battle was shocked!

Ouyang Nan is not a top player below the golden body, but his strength is definitely not weak, as a monk who has practiced for twenty or thirty years, he will actually lose to a disciple who has just started!

It's simply astounding!

Could it be that Zangxiu Pavilion also wants to produce a character like Li Chengfeng?

Li Chengfeng is so strong, and there is a little reason that can be explained: after all, he is from the first sect in the world.

But what is the origin of this Huang Nishang?

Huang Nishang didn't seem to feel these suspicions and fears, and after she took a deep look at Li Chengfeng, she walked straight out of the ring.

When Li Chengfeng saw her walk out of the ring not far away, the corner of the veil fluttered slightly, and he could see the scar that flashed under the veil.

Li Chengfeng hurriedly went up to help Ouyang Nan up, and asked in shock: "How did Senior Brother lose?"

Ouyang Nan's face was flushed, and he was ashamed and angry, and said, "She has a magic weapon, which is very powerful!"

Li Chengfeng hurriedly asked, "What kind of magic weapon is it?"

Ouyang Nan thought for a moment and said, "It's a mirror!" When she took it out, she took a picture of me, and I felt dizzy in a daze, and then I flew out. ”

Li Chengfeng was shocked and said, "Why is this?"

Su Yuehan's heart moved, and she hurriedly asked, "What does this mirror look like?"

Ouyang Nan looked dazed: "I don't know, I don't remember! I just remember that her mirror is very small, and when it only flickers at me in the palm of her hand, I am dizzy!"

Su Yuehan said with a solemn face: "It seems that ...... It could be the Soul Mirror!"

"Soul Mirror?" Su You, Zhao Xiaobao and the others asked in unison.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?" asked Li Chengfeng.

"It's ...... The personal magic weapon of the great demon Du Yue more than five hundred years ago......" Su Yuehan glanced at Ouyang Nan and said, "You should be glad that she is not strong enough to fully exert the power of this magic weapon, otherwise, you will already be dead!"

Ouyang Nan was furious and said, "How could she have such a terrifying magic weapon?"

Su Yuehan shook her head and said, "I don't know. But...... You all have to be careful, it is said that the Soul Mirror can be directly connected to the Nine Netherworld, and its human soul will be photographed by the Nine Netherworld, once the soul is ingested...... The golden immortal is hard to save!"

Speaking of this, Su Yuehan couldn't help but show a hint of fear in her eyes, and her body trembled slightly.

At this moment, she seemed to suddenly remember the terrifying past, and the memories in the depths of her mind were surging hot, like a monstrous wave of blood engulfing her.

In the midst of this tumbling wave of blood, a huge bloody hand soared into the sky, and the deafening roar of the Nine Nether Kings vibrated in the fishy and thick air, and it slapped towards Su Yuehan overwhelmingly, until its petite body was instantly slapped into powder by the bloody hand!

At this moment, a hand pressed on Su Yuehan's shoulder, Su Yuehan screamed, flashed nervously to the side, and stared at the person next to her on the shoulder with a fierce gaze.

At this time, Su Yuehan found that the monstrous blood waves and terrifying bloody hands around him had all disappeared, and it was still a lively and noisy martial arts arena, still the familiar and concerned face.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Chengfeng held Su Yuehan's arm with both hands and said in a low voice.

Su Yuehan trembled, her hands and feet were cold, her usual flattering eyes were full of horror, and Li Chengfeng could feel the fear that surged out of her heart with just one glance.

Su Yuehan had tears in her eyes, she stared at Li Chengfeng and immediately lowered her head, she said in a trembling voice: "No, it's nothing ......"

Li Chengfeng took Su Yuehan in his arms with great pity, and he said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with me, don't be afraid of ......"

Su Yuehan's body was like a lamb trembling in the cold wind, only she knew best, she was just at that moment because she recalled the past of the Nine Shadows, at that moment her breath and soul were captured by the Nine Shadows King, she sensed the scene in the Nine Shadows Blood Pool at this moment, and sensed an unprecedented horror!

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Nine Shades, Blood Pool!

On the dim rock wall of the Nine Hells, black mist spread all the way along the cold rocks, like countless black poisonous snakes, constantly crawling downward.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which became stronger and more intense the further down it went, and the more it scorched.

The black mist flowing down from all directions continued to converge towards the center of the blood pool, gradually condensing into a blood-red body in the blood pool.

The body writhed, countless black mist mixed with blood, and while making a terrible howl, it rolled and boiled, and one after another terrifying and hideous resentful faces rose and fell on this body, like the undulating pustules on a person's body, breaking and healing, and then breaking open again.

I don't know how long it took for this body to gradually condense and form, and the appearance revealed was clearly the appearance of Xi Mengcai.

With his slender mantis-like hands and feet, his long pointed face showing excitement and fanaticism, he looked down at his hands, and then clenched them into fists and let out an earth-shattering roar.

This roar shook the Nine Hells of the Nine Hells, and countless monsters and demons on the periphery of the blood pool crawled on the ground in fear, and those monsters and demons who were rampant in the world did not dare to move in this roar.

After a long roar, a low cold snort sounded, the sound was far from the majesty of Xi Mengcai's roar, but it was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder in Xi Mengcai's ears, which shocked him with fear, and immediately knelt down, and said in fear: "Master......! It's back!"

There was no response in the pool of blood, only the popping sound of blood rolling, and the sound of Xi Mengcai's own fierce fear heartbeat.

He was resurrected in the pool of blood again, and his strength was far stronger than before, but he didn't know what fate awaited him, and how his master, the Nine Nether Kings, would send him down!

I don't know how long it took, but in the eyes of Xi Mengcai, it seemed as far away as thousands of years, until a deep voice rumbled: "Waste!!"

Xi Mengcai trembled, prostrate on the ground, and trembled: "Master, give me another chance! I will not let you down!"

"You have disappointed me too many times!" the voice of the Nine Nether King was cold and heavy, "You must know that there will always be only one Demon King! Only the last surviving Demon King is worthy of leading my Nine Nether Army!"

After that, the demons and demons in the entire Nine Shades got up one after another, and they stretched all the way from the blood pool around, in all directions, boundless, like a gray-black carpet, densely covered in this Nine Shades Cursed Land, their roars shook the earth under their feet, like an indestructible, unstoppable torrent!

Xi Mengcai trembled, and he didn't know if it was because of excitement or fear, he raised his head and said, "Master, I will definitely not let you down again this time!"

The Nine Nether King smiled lowly, and the blood in the blood pool boiled and tumbled, gradually condensing into the shape of a woman: "Remember! Demon King, there is only one!"

Xi Meng was stunned for a moment, he looked blankly at the condensed woman in front of him, covered with fiery red scale armor, a deep knife mark on her cheek, her appearance was quite beautiful, her eyes were closed, like a statue surrounded by a cold and murderous aura.

This is Zhou Ling who was resurrected in the blood pool!

Xi Mengcai understood the meaning of the Nine Netherworld King at this moment, his eyes froze, staring at Zhou Ling in front of him, he let out a sharp roar, and the black aura around his body was swirling, and he pounced towards Zhou Ling: "Only I am the Demon King!!"

Zhou Ling's eyes opened at this time, and the black flames in his eyes boiled in an instant, like a god of revenge crawling out of the abyss of the blood pool!

She stared at Xi Mengcai, smiled coldly, and walked out step by step, two flaming long knives quickly grew out of her hands, and the whole person was surrounded by black and red flames, and rushed towards Xi Mengcai.

The two demon kings, the old and the new, launched an unprecedentedly tragic battle in the blood pool of the Nine Hells.