Wen Jie's body was stable, staring at the underworld, his body was instantly full of emotional energy, it was the desire to fight, hope, Wen Jie felt that his blood was boiling, it had not been so cool for a long time, it was over. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Lord of the Underworld was also secretly frightened, he didn't expect the seemingly weak vixen to be so brave, could it be that he was clumsy?

Just now, it was just a tentative attack, and the Hades Lord naturally didn't do his best, but after the battle just now, he wouldn't keep his hands any longer. With the realm of transforming into gods, he fights a small cultivator who is not even in the realm of a big demon, and dragging it out will only embarrass himself. Therefore, the Lord of the Underworld intends to kill with one blow.

Wen Jie sneered, he had already seen the killing intent in the eyes of the Lord of the Underworld, and sure enough, it was the Lord of the Underworld, and the whole thing was a god of death.

There was a mocking sneer on the corner of his lips, and his eyes burned with war. The golden fan in his hand burned with pale golden flames, and his wrist flipped over, and the fans snapped together.

At the same time as the fans were brought together, a flaming fox instantly spawned, and rushed towards the Underworld with teeth and claws.

At the same time, Wen Jie also followed, and the golden fan was like a sharp sword, shining with a dazzling golden light, straight to the throat of the underworld.

The Lord of the Underworld is still cold, without sorrow or joy. The black qi of the scimitar in his hand surged, and countless skeletons composed of black qi howled and rushed towards Wenjie.

At the same time, the Underworld's body flickered, and he turned into a huge black shadow, wearing a black robe, holding a scimitar, and had turned into a god of death.

Knock, step forward, the earth trembled. Xuannu frowned, gave Leng Yue'er a look, Leng Yue'er nodded, and immediately communicated with Li Zixin.

Xuannu took a few steps back, the long sword had already been revealed, ready to strike at any time.

When the flame fox met countless skeleton ghosts, it was a fight. The flaming fox is as fast as a cheetah, and the skeleton is as fierce as a sheep, which is not enough for the fox to eat.

And here, the Lord of the Underworld is incarnated as the God of Death, which is several feet high, and the life aura around him is permeated, which looks particularly powerful.

In comparison, Wen Jie is going to look thin and pitiful, as if it is not enough for others to slap it!

But such a huge gap makes Wen Jie look more flexible and brave.

The golden fan shone with golden light, and the golden rays as sharp as sword light continued to hit the huge god of death. Every golden light hit the god of death, and the death qi on his body was agitated and weakened a lot.

The Grim Reaper wielded a scimitar and tried to cut Wen Jie in two.

Wen Jie dodged left and right flexibly, and attacked when he saw the sky. The grim reaper roared angrily, and the scimitar sword was full of light, but there was still nothing to do with him.

In contrast, although the Grim Reaper looks huge and mighty, it has been injured again and again, even if it does not hurt the muscles and bones, it is shameful enough.

And Wen Jie is like a nimble monkey, jumping up and down, hitting the god of death at once, even if he can't be killed temporarily, but the accumulation is enough for the god of death to drink a pot.

The demon lord and the demon lord glanced at each other, drew their swords one after another, and walked towards Wen Jie. They really couldn't tolerate Wen Jie's teasing of the Underworld Lord like this.

Leng Yue'er was furious, and immediately drew her whip and prepared to go up. Even the small repairs who watched the excitement before couldn't look at it, and drew their weapons one by one to go up to help.

Xuannu stopped Leng Yue'er and a group of Xiao Xiu: "Look first, it's not so easy to defeat my husband!" Xuannu can see that Wen Jie is now awe-inspiring and not afraid at all.

Sure enough, even if the demon lord and the demon lord also came, Wen Jie still looked calm, his eyes flashed with excitement, and even a little excited.

The golden fan took off his hand, and instantly turned into a myriad, overwhelming, and it was impossible to distinguish which one was true and which one was false.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, he was stopped by these countless fans, and the demon lord and the demon lord were not only shocked, but also even more angry, the sword light was cold, and every time it would shatter a golden fan light and shadow.

Wen Jie sneered, pinched the fingers of the sword in his hand, the golden light shining on his fingertips, controlling the golden fan in the sky, and attacking the three people at the same time, during which he did not forget to wave his hand like a Xuannu, laughing, looking calm and proud.

At this time, Leng Yue'er put her mind at ease, she didn't know why she was so worried about this wretch before.

Xuannu stared at the battle situation, and once there was an accident, she would make up for it immediately.

At this time, Li Zixin also came, followed by Feng Yu and Wuxian, they knew Wen Jie's true identity, so they came over specially, one was the eldest brother, the other was the father, they didn't dare to be careless.

Finally, the three old guys were angry and collectively amplified their moves. Boom, there was a loud explosion of energy, and countless golden fan lights and shadows exploded instantly, turned into bits of golden light, disappeared, and the real golden fan returned to Wen Jie's hands.

Wen Jie's figure regressed, standing on the roof, the golden fan swaying gently, as if he was angry and did not pay for his life.

The Immortal Lord turned back into his true body, his robe was damaged in many places, he looked quite embarrassed, and his already pale face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Gu Jing's eyes were burning with rage at this time.

Knowing that the big war was coming, Wen Jie put away his smile, his face was solemn, his eyes flashed, and his fighting spirit was boiling.

It's not Wen Jie's hard support, only such a big battle can stimulate his own potential and let him really grow, so for Wen Jie, it is not a danger, but an experience, an experience that he can't ask for.

The three of them, including the Lord of the Underworld, stood apart, surrounded by three sides, and surrounded Wen Jie in the middle. The weapon had been wrapped in a thick sword qi, and it was obvious that it had moved the real fire and used all its strength.

Glancing at each other, they all attacked Wen Jie.

With a fierce swing of the Immortal Lord's scimitar, countless armor-clad fierce ghost soldiers roared towards Wen Jie like fierce tigers on the mountain.

The Demon Lord's sword has transformed into a weapon spirit, and it is a fierce demonic beast similar to a giant bear. The huge body was like a small mountain, roaring and pounced on Wen Jie.

The Demon Lord Excalibur took off his hand, turned into countless sword shadows, and all of them rushed towards Wen Jie, shooting, and going over.

The three sides fired together, and countless attacks rained down, overwhelming the sky without a single gap.

Wen Jie sneered, the battle intent in his eyes was even more surging, and the golden fan continued to grow larger, with a diameter of two meters. With a shock of his wrist, the golden fan rose into the air, directly covering the top of Wen Jie's head, spinning rapidly.

At the same time, a golden light curtain was sprinkled down, completely enveloping Wen Jie, and countless small golden fans were scattered around the Great Golden Mountain, like oblique wind and rain, swaying in all directions, directly hitting the Dao Sword Shadow, all the ghost soldiers, the giant bear demon beast was beaten and stopped directly, waving the bear claws indiscriminately, or being beaten by the small golden fan screaming again and again.

The Hades Lord and the others were furious, and immediately increased the output of divine power, and the attack power was doubled in an instant. Countless golden fans were directly shattered, and there was not even slag left.

Wen Jie snorted coldly, the golden light in the palms of his palms surged, and the huge fan above his head immediately stopped, and the fan was facing downward, obliquely blocking in front of him.

The golden light in the palm of the palm was injected into the giant fan, and the golden fan trembled, and the golden light was overwhelming. Wen Jie's body burst up, pushing the giant fan, and rushed directly towards the Underworld. At this moment, Wen Jie finally started to attack! )