As the mist spread, the three tigers were instantly wrapped in it, Wanlong sneaked up on it, the three tigers were like muddy, their bodies seemed to be oppressed, and they didn't have time to withdraw, the scythe of the god of death slashed instantly, and a bright red blood bead scattered and floated in the mist, and the tiger King Kong couldn't believe that he felt his head fall from his body, his soul was devoured by the mist, and the little genius of the Ge family was killed in seconds!

This momentary change suddenly shocked the tiger's bloodthirsty and tiger's cracked teeth, this was far from what they imagined, they had known that Wanlong practiced the method of the Netherworld Death, but they didn't expect it to be so weird and powerful.

"Poof!"

Tiger King Kong's huge body fell to the ground in response, his rolled eyes stared unwillingly, the dark fog was put away, and the thirteen bandits Wanlong were extremely relaxed, licking the blood beads on the scythe of the god of death meaningfully, with a gloomy and cunning face!

"Wanlong, when you stole the Netherworld Death Division, defected to the state capital, and did not repent, the state lord forgave you for your hard work and high achievements in your life, and I couldn't bear to chase and kill you, and treat you well, but why did you ambush Wang Biao and the princess, the lifeblood of the lord of the state!"

"Hmph, little character, but I know a lot, this Netherworld Death scroll was originally brought out by me from the ruins, I just took back my own things! What about stealing! I was born and died and followed him for a hundred years, but he was partial to favoritism, ignoring my several begging, and asked to marry the princess to me. And he actually married the princess to Wang Biao's little white face!

"Wanlong, don't quibble, the state lord has issued a killing order for you, as long as you are killed, Wanjin will be crowned king, kill!"

The tiger's bloodthirsty Yin Wind Cone was domineering, leaving no gap, using his soul power with all his might, the Yin Wind Cone hung high in the air, and the Illusion Thousands of Shadow Cone fell like a rain curtain. With a horizontal stroke of the Ten Thousand Dragons' scythe, an infinite mist poured out from the skeleton on the scythe, turning into a dark shield. The explosion roared, the shadow cone was endless, and it was frantically cone on the Nether Shield, but it couldn't be broken!

The tiger's cracked teeth saw the opportunity to go out, and went around behind Wan Long, the tiger's head knife was fierce, and slashed at the back of Wan Long, who was fighting against the shadow cone wholeheartedly, Wan Long saw that the opportunity was not good, and hurriedly put away the sickle, the shield of the dark fog suddenly dispersed, the shadow cone shot out all over the sky, and the soul power of Wan Long ran rapidly, and instantly dodged aside, and the endless shadow cone instantly blasted the place where Wan Long was located out of a huge pit.

The tiger cracked his teeth into the air, unwilling to give up, and danced with two knives, chasing Wanlong, Tiger Bloodthirsty knew that he could not take it lightly at this time, and he must not give Wanlong a chance to breathe, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with. Before leaving, the state lord specially ordered, the law of the Netherworld Death, fear of close attacks!

Turning the Yin Wind Cone, closely following the Tiger Cracked Teeth, the Dao Dao Shadow Cone followed like a shadow, bombarding Wanlong uninterruptedly.

The tiger knife pressed forward, and the yin cone peeked into the eyes, when was Wanlong oppressed like this, but at this time, it was also self-inflicted, as early as when the Three Tigers reported their names, he had already guessed that these three people, from the Muyan Prefecture Tiger Legion, the Tiger Sergeant, all took the tiger as their surname, and the founder of the Tiger Legion was named Wanlong!

The Tiger Legion is a place where the elites of the military and state armies of various provinces in Muyan Prefecture gather, which cannot be hidden in peacetime, and is like a sharp knife in wartime, slaughtering the heart of the enemy.

Looking at the ferocity and abnormality of the two, the tiger's bloodthirsty yin cone and the tiger's cracked toothed double tiger head broadsword are not extraordinary, these two must be the legionnaire sergeant!

The Netherworld Death Scroll that Wan Long got was only divided into volumes, and at that time, the Shuai army was fighting against the bandits, and he had no intention of getting a dangerous place from the mouth of the bandit leader, so he selected several cultivators who accompanied the army, and passed through the layers of dangers, and died nine times, and only got out with serious injuries, and several people in his entourage were trapped in it! Afterwards, Wan Long presented the scroll to the state lord.

The state lord was overjoyed and forgot about it, cracked it overnight, and finally came to the conclusion that this was a dark art.

In the Middle Ages, the Great Emperor ruled Zhongzhou and all the wilderness, but there was a tribe in the wilderness, called the underworld, known as the son of death! Disobedience, disrespect etiquette, not observance of the courtiers, and even raised troops to openly confront the emperor, the emperor immediately sent troops to conscript, but did not know that the clan was mysterious, old and young soldiers, and hidden secret arts, the emperor was defeated, the emperor was furious, personally shot, I thought that a one-sided massacre, the underworld will be destroyed, but who knows, several patriarchs of the underworld actually joined forces to fight with the emperor, the war lasted for several years, during which the imperial soldiers even increased by million! After all, the underworld is sparsely populated, the material is scarce, the continuous war makes the underworld attrition drastically, and finally can not withstand the strength of the emperor's soldiers, the whole clan was destroyed, but the emperor did not fall behind, because a battle was injured, the strange breath entered the body, impacting the soul, soon after the end of the war, the emperor could not resist the strange qi to the soul cannibalization, and finally disappeared mad!

It can be seen that the art of the Netherworld Death is powerful! But the state lord tried every possible means but could not understand the true meaning of the epiphany, and finally had no choice but to hide it in the deep palace! And all this, as a close attendant, Wan Long, is easy to see!

It may be that God intended to help Wanlong, and when he fled in a hurry, he strayed into a forbidden place, and his life should not be extinguished, but he came out of his whole body, and he also got the scythe of the god of death, and the god soldier had a spirit, and he actually helped him to have an epiphany of most of the chapters of the Netherworld Death, so his strength skyrocketed, and since then he has been anonymous and incognito, occupying the mountain as the king, and starting the thirteen bandits.

Although the magic is ruthless, it is only divided into volumes and has not been completely cracked, and when encountering such a strong enemy entangled by the two tigers, it is helpless for a while!

Tiger Cracked Tooth and Tiger Bloodthirsty saw that Wanlong was struggling to resist, and they attacked more unscrupulously.

In a panic, Wan Long was injured by a shadow cone on his right arm, and the entrance to the secret burial was in front of him, but he was entangled by these two people, and his time was limited, and he had been delayed for most of the time. Under the anger, he sacrificed the barren ruler given by Wang Jing, the sickle of the god of death in his left hand, and the simple and barren ruler in his right hand, striking each other left and right, and the two tigers had nothing to do with him for a while!

Elsewhere in the secret realm, the scattered people searched around, and Jiang Zichen's generals also stopped chasing and killing, not that the generals were scattered and attracted by the ruins, but Jiang Zichen's means, no one knew at this time, on the way from Siliang City to Qianye Mountain, three thousand army and one hundred government generals were rapidly marching, and Jiang Yu, the leader, looked urgent, and his father had already made a plan to strangle the snobbery of Siliang City and dominate the secret realm.

With a domineering incomprehensible intuition, Shan Qiantong wandered around, and in such a place, there was actually a frost grass growing in such a place, which was a good thing for refining the Soul Condensing Pill, and the Soul Condensing Pill nourished the soul and nourished the spirit, and it had a strong effect on assisting in condensing soul power.

In one corner, Lonely Qiantong also found a short sword, but the blade was blunt and covered with dust! Fortunately, he had taken a storage ring from Rowan before, otherwise, it would be really inconvenient to put these things on his body!

Wan Long fought hard against the two tigers, the same covered in bruises, wheezing constantly, the two tigers knew that Wan Long was a little unable to support it, and did not dare to relax in the slightest, Wan Long's Netherworld Death was too weird, and if he was not careful, he would capsize in the gutter! Poor Tiger King Kong died in this secret realm when he was just starting out.

You come and go, fight for your life, not far from the two sides, Qiu Dahu hangs his son as if he is playing in the mountains and rivers, and he doesn't mind the hidden dangers in the secret realm.

As soon as he heard the sound of fierce fighting, Qiu Dahu was not afraid of the ground, quietly stepped forward, and slowly approached from the collapsed building!