The loud noise resounded through the heavens and the earth, and all things in the heavens and the earth surged out of fear from their hearts, as if something was threatened in the sky, and the panic was incomparable.

The powerhouse of the Three Realms was even more shocked, and threw his divine sense into the underworld, completely ununderstanding, what Qi Tian was going to do, why he broke into the underworld alone,

But there are many strong people who are not too worried, there are eighteen Yama kings of the Daluo Golden Immortal Period in the underworld, and there is a quasi-saint of Buddhism in the depths, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth, who is guarded, with the cultivation of the Monkey King Taiyi Golden Immortal Period, I am afraid that I can't make any big waves.

The gate that flickered with a thick ghost aura shattered, the dungeon seemed to be trembling, and the ghosts were wailing,

The eighteenth hall of the underworld was directly stunned, looking out of the door with dull eyes, and slowly walked in.

The figure was emaciated, but it was as tall as a pine, and the long stick on his shoulders pointed to the sky, and his body was covered with blood, and his armor was torn and hung on his body

The most striking thing is the eyes of the comer, the eyes are as black as ink, like the vast universe, but they are full of loneliness and ruthlessness.

What shocked the Eighteen Hall Yama even more was that the broken gate, although the gate was not a supreme spiritual treasure, let alone a defensive treasure, it was more noble than the supreme spiritual treasure and the defensive treasure.

Just because he represents the face of the underworld, the face of the Wu clan, and the dignity of the saint's peace of mind, even a saint does not dare to damage it, because it is a slap in the face of a saint, which can be described as endless.

"Bold!

On the high platform in the hall, a ghost general jumped off the high platform and accused Qi Tian angrily, but before the words were finished, a rough big hand directly dragged his shoulder and flew out.

The ghost general just wanted to scold angrily, but he saw it. After the owner of the rough palm, he hurriedly swallowed the words that came to his mouth as if he were in his mouth.

Eighteen men behind him, wearing crowns and robes of ten thousand ghosts, stood side by side, although their faces were different, but eighteen men, their faces were all angry, and their eyes were full of eerie killing intent.

At this time, he had already ordered the peace of mind. Cast into the country of Wow Wow, his eyes were full of murderous intent and looked at Qi Tian, and the gloomy killing intent surged towards Qi Tian.

The broken gate flashed in my mind from time to time, as a witch clan, I was full of fanaticism for ancestral witches. Faith is like an army of eternity aligned with the sky,

And the gate of the palace where the body of the ancestral witch was transformed was destroyed. How could the witch clan not be angry, their eyes directly burned with a raging murderous aura,

"Bendi wants a judge's pen. The Book of Life and Death!"

Qi Tian raised his head slightly and looked at the eighteen Great Luo Golden Immortal Witch Clans in the hall. The mouth said, no doubt. The voice was cold, and the wailing ghost stopped wailing directly in the face of the powerful killing intent, trembling with fear,

"Kill"

The Eighteenth Hall Yama King did not answer Qi Tian, and his figure moved instantly, killing towards Qi Tian, and all kinds of weapons appeared in his hands, or knives, or halberds, or strange weapons,

"Bendi doesn't want to kill, but what!"

Qi Tian muttered in his mouth, his eyes were dark, full of silence, and he quietly looked at the eighteen rushing figures,

Scarlet tongue, licking thirsty lips, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, terrifying, hideous,

Breaking through the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal, he could already sweep the mid-stage strength of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, even if it was eighteen Great Luo Golden Immortal powerhouses, Qi Tian only felt a little pressure,

The figure did not retreat but advanced, with a shocking stick in his hand, towards the eighteen halls of the king of Hades, his eyes were full of ruthlessness,

With a shocking stick in his hand, he emitted a monstrous momentum, and the bright light directly illuminated the gray underworld.

The powerful attack instantly poured out from the shocking stick, shaking the space, and was directly torn apart, and the king of Yama, who rushed to the front, was directly shocked and flew out, and the attack did not stop, and he attacked behind him again,

Above his head, the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Banner descended countless Xuanguang, which was extremely powerful, enveloping Qi Tian, and against the backdrop of golden light, Qi Tian's figure was like a peerless god of war,

No longer pay attention to defense, the corners of his mouth show a thick sinister smile, the action is wide open and closed, full of violent attack power,

Eighteen Yama kings, under Qi Tian's powerful attack, almost survived, and even more of them were disheveled, their robes were shattered, and blood gushed out from their bodies.

"I'm the only one!"

Qi Tian's body was surging with qi and blood, and the law of strength was surging wildly, towards the heaven-shattering stick, and the surging demon ape stick method was instantly used, and a soft drink came out of his mouth,

The stick shadow is heavy, like an angry dragon, attacking a few people, and on the huge dragon shadow, every scale is lifelike, like a steel composition, full of vast power,

"Boom"

The loud bang sounded again, and every blow would be earth-shattering, the heavens and the earth shook, all things cried, the eighteen halls of Hades were hard to answer, and Qi Tian struck with all his strength,

The weapon in his hand directly collapsed, his arm was broken to reveal a trace of white bones, the flesh and blood on his chest were scattered, the blood was blurred, and even the blood-stained heart could be seen.

The body was carried by an incomparable force, and it was thrown backwards, blood sprayed in the air, and the robe of ten thousand ghosts was already broken.

The powerful force directly destroyed everything, and the ghost clan below the Taiyi Golden Immortal in the main hall was directly torn apart by the powerful force, and the entire hall became full of holes, as if it would collapse at any time.

The powerhouses of the Three Realms who watched the battle looked at it with a dry mouth, and their eyes were full of disbelief, "The little Taiyi Golden Immortal is so against the sky, monopolizing all the strong people of Daluo, winning, and the combat power is shocking."

The strong strength directly allows the powerhouses of the Three Realms to put Qi Tian's strength at the same level as them.

Guanyin's eyes showed horror, he didn't expect Qi Tian to be so shocking at all, his palm was holding the jade bottle, and his fingers were already white, but he still didn't know that there was a chill in his heart, fear and other emotions,

"Tread, step, step"

The empty and silent underworld, the Yama Palace, only Qi Tian's footsteps sounded, which looked gloomy and terrifying,

The powerful ghost cultivator, who was originally extremely unruly in his eyes, was all panicked at this time, and under the powerful murderous aura, he could only tremble, and he couldn't afford to resist at all, just like fish and meat on the board, let others slaughter,

The Eighteen Halls of Yama, the King of Yama, who dominates thousands of ghosts, can only tremble at Qi Tian's feet, his whole body crawling, struggling, but he can't stand up, he can only wave and move with both hands, and the flesh torn from his chest and blood gushes out,

They have been in a high position for thousands of years, and they have long been lost, and they belong to the pride of the Wu clan, unyielding,

Their hearts are full of despair, and they can only hope that the King of Jizo Bodhisattva will come to the rescue, but their ideas are destined to fail.

King Jizo was sweating all over his forehead at this time, and his eyes looked at the blood-clothed figure in front of him with fear, Styx Ancestor,

Even if he has broken through to the quasi-saint now, he still feels powerless in the face of the Styx Ancestor, the Styx Ancestor is a peerless powerhouse in a period with the saint, and he is a heroic man who almost became a saint, known as the sea of blood is not dry, and the Styx is not dead,

Even a saint doesn't want to be offended! It's definitely not something that a Buddhist cultivator who has just broken through the quasi-saint realm can resist.

"Little monk, stay honestly, otherwise don't blame the ancestor for being ruthless!" (To be continued......)

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