Tens of thousands of branded clones drilled out of the monks one by one, and rushed towards Zheng Xianshan like a tsunami, with two immortal weapons, striking back and forth, both the momentum and the power were quite terrifying and terrifying.

Zheng Xian had already seen the monuments flying out of the spatial cracks, Zheng Xian had a strange feeling at this time, he still thought for the first time, it turned out that he had become a group of Monument Casting Realm Cun Zài to deal with with all his strength, which he had never thought of before.

They were pinching Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian was not pinching them, the eighteenth layer of hell began to grow continuously, and the sound of clanging in the hell was loud, but the sound became more and more crisp, smaller and smaller, and the thousands of troops and horses that were obviously swallowed by the eighteenth layer of hell and the Wanhua Immortal Bead were constantly being decomposed and eaten.

Especially the banner of the king of thousands of troops, there are countless heroes in it, which just complements the eighteenth layer of hell, and after it is swallowed, the power of the eighteenth layer of hell will rise in a straight line.

And the Supreme Sword Pavilion, which was constantly grinding the steel whip in the belly of the spirit crow, could get the incomparably hard metal from the steel whip to make up for its own breakage, so to speak, as long as these two immortal weapons were eaten, the power of both the eighteenth layer of hell and the Supreme Great Sword Pavilion would grow a lot.

The eighteenth layer of hell suddenly contracted and then suddenly grew again, this time like a straight line, instantly encompassing the entire pitch-black void for a hundred miles, seeing that it was about to swallow up those brand clones, at this time, the cloud neon Hongding suddenly trembled, and the sound of bells and dings came from inside, and the turbulent clouds around him suddenly turned into roaring cloud waves, and crashed towards the eighteen layers of hell, and the two forces collided together, making countless metal clashing sounds, the fire was shining, and the light was chaotic, and for a time it was like two galaxies colliding together, and the sky shook and moved。

The two sides are like hemp ropes wrestling with each other, but the more they wrestle, the more tightly they are entangled, and now whether it is the eighteenth layer of hell or Yunni Hongding, both sides cannot get rid of each other.

Unless one side is killed, the Ten Halls of Hell in the eighteen layers of hell will ride the waves composed of ghosts and ghosts, impacting Yunni Hongding, and Yunni Hongding will continue to emit rolling clouds to fight, so that the two sides are wrapped deeper and deeper, and finally the two become a chaotic black hole around them, and all the qiē around them begin to move closer to the black hole, and they are constantly swallowed by the black hole.

So much so that many brand clones were devoured like slag.

The space here began to collapse towards the chaotic black hole.

Zheng Xian's body was slightly tilted towards the black hole, and at this time, even he couldn't feel the existence of the eighteen layers of hell, and the black hole had completely become another kind of storage, a kind of storage that Zheng Xian was extremely strange and couldn't control.

A voice came from the swamp magic mirror behind Zheng Xian's head: "The eighteenth layer of hell has been severed from me. He wasn't a part of me anymore. ”

The Swamp Pond Magic Mirror itself has two faces, one fierce and the other blank, but it only smiles at Zheng Xian.

At this time, in the eighteenth layer of hell, it is the fierce face, which represents the evil thoughts in the swamp pond magic mirror, and it is the hatred formed by the fact that the swamp pond magic mirror was killed by his biological father from birth, at this time, this hatred and the swamp pond magic mirror are completely peeled off, no matter how Zheng Xian calculates, I am afraid it is not a good thing.

But Zheng Xian didn't have time to think about it now, that primordial ice was now galloping towards him.

The primordial cold ice continued to emerge from the body, the cold condensed, the primordial ice continued to grow at the same time, began to change, condensed on his body one by one sharp long thorns, like the knight's spurs, facing Zheng Xian, making a terrible sound of piercing the void, at this time, the primordial ice has grown into a giant with a diameter of tens of kilometers, and the primordial ice at this time is simply an extraterrestrial meteorite, no, it is a comet with a long tail.

Instead of being frightened by the primordial cold ice, Zheng Xian laughed, "Hey, I met my own family!" You must know that Zheng Xian has been called a broom star for a long time, and at this time, Zheng Xian has no fear at all about broom stars against broom stars.

The two broom stars collide together, and it's up to you to see who is harder.

The spirit crow on Zheng Xian's side let out a strange cry, and its body grew so large that it was on par with the primordial ice, and immediately rushed towards the primordial ice.

The spirit crow itself is also an immortal weapon, but in the past, the spirit crow had a small world in the eighteen layers of hell that constantly supplied vitality, so the spirit crow basically did not worry about consumption, but now, the swamp pond magic mirror and the eighteen layers of hell are separated, and the supply of the spirit crow can only be extracted from Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian's strength alone is far from enough to control the spirit crow, at most he can only use the power of the spirit crow itself to perform an attack.

In other words, Zheng Xian only had one chance to collide with the primordial ice, and if the spirit crow was not victorious, Zheng Xian would definitely be defeated.

However, the attack power of the spirit crow seems to be far less than that of the long and sharp spear-like primordial ice, the primordial ice is like a huge nail, extremely sharp, if the two collide like this, the final result is definitely that the spirit crow is pierced through.

But the spirit crow was unstoppable, unflinching, and seemed to have full confidence that it could fight against the primordial ice.

This made the monks who controlled the primordial ice all surprised, if Zheng Xian was really so stupid, then today would be Zheng Xian's death.

Seeing that the spirit crow and the primordial ice collided together, it was not surprising that the sharp long thorn of the primordial ice instantly pierced into the mouth of the elven crow, and it was about to pass through the elf crow like a sugar gourd.

In the water, the spear of primordial ice penetrated deep into the crow's belly and continued to move forward, when suddenly there was a clanging sound, which sounded like a metal awl piercing the steel plate, and the feathers on the crow's body exploded.

With this loud bang, the rapid momentum of the primordial ice immediately paused, and then completely stopped, as if it was tied to an iron plate.

The thousands of monks behind the primordial ice vomited blood one after another.

The small primordial ice and sharp spear spikes suspended above the heads of the thousands of monks were completely bent and deformed at this time.

"How is it possible, how can that spirit crow's belly be so hard?" There are many disciples of the Yin Poison Sect who control this primordial cold ice, and some of them have some understanding of the Yin Poison Sect's Yin Poison Immortal Weapon, and they know that this Crow Castle Divine Power is not as hard as the belly at all.

At this time, a monk paused and said, "I know, it's not that the spirit crow has an iron heart, but that the spirit crow still has two immortal weapons in its belly!"