"Haha, this is what you came up with, hahahaha, Soul Anger, do you want to help me open the gates of hell?" the old man laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"That's right. Mo Tian actually nodded.

The old man was stunned for a moment, a little surprised, but his face did not change much, he just frowned and looked at Mo Tian, and said slowly: "Stinky boy, don't pretend to be a ghost." If he didn't come, I'm afraid that only the people of the Phoenix Clan could stop him...... You're not going to give up, so just come back and help me. ”

Mo Tian didn't answer the old man directly, but his eyes were still looking at the blood-colored bubbles in mid-air, which was the only thing that could communicate with the outside world in this blood-colored space with them, at this time, he suddenly smiled lightly: "Old man, is it midnight now?"

"Huh?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then he was stunned in his heart, and suddenly looked at Mo Tian's seemingly distracted eyes!

Only then did he realize that Mo Tian had been in a slight daze, and the place where his eyes fell was not a battlefield full of killing, but a waning moon in the sky.

Today's moon is a little dim, a little weak, but as stubborn as ever, slowly shining the world with its light in the sky.

There are no clocks here, and you can only tell from the bright moon in the sky how far the time has become. And the moonlight at this moment, just half of the day, this night, not half of the day!

"Midnight?"

The old man was stunned for a moment.

It is not yet midnight, and it is not yet the time of the legendary solstice, and the ghosts have not yet waited in front of the gates of hell.

Then at this time, the gates of hell are opened, what will emerge from within?

The old man's expression suddenly stiffened on his face, and he looked up at the sky, and above the air, a huge crystal gate slowly floated out, and the door frame of the gate was a hundred meters high. Each border of the gate happened to be against the twelve pillars of light, and the blood-red pillars of light happened to fall on the twelve different crystal slots in between!

With a bang, the two crystal dragons on the doorpost swam slowly, their bodies as if pulling the two huge door frames, in a burst of thunderous sounds. Gates of Hell...... It's opened!

Everyone in Haitang Mountain stopped their movements at this moment. Time seems to freeze in this instant. Everyone's eyes were also attracted by the open gate in the sky, or rather behind the gate. That mysterious world attracts.

It's like a dark ocean. Rife with danger and madness. The doorframe faded away, leaving behind a huge dark whirlpool, swirling vigorously in circles, swallowing, and a pale gray mist that no one had ever seen before slowly diffused from the black whirlpool.

This is the most common death qi in hell, and at this moment, under the action of Lin Shaowen's spiritual qi, Haitang Mountain is like a tropical rainforest that has been magnified countless times. From the sky to the ground, a line of green. The green leaves on that huge ancient tree were the first thing that Hell Death Qi encountered when it came to this world.

The color of the leaves begins to turn yellow at a rate visible to the naked eye, starting from the tips of the leaves. Curled, and finally the whole green leaf was completely destroyed, as if life had been forcibly pulled out of this green leaf!

Good...... Powerful erosion!

Everyone took a deep breath, and almost at the same time as they were about to exhale it, a figure flew out of the whirlpool, and everyone held their breath. Even if this turbid breath was about to reach the tip of his nose, he stopped at this moment.

It was a soft white light, like a pearl in the night, indescribably elegant and agile in every gesture. A pair of snow-white barefoot feet stepped lightly on the gray dead air.

Yes!

The immortals couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Rao is with their strong Dao heart. At this moment, I can't help but have a ridiculous thought in my heart, such a beautiful thing should not be destroyed.

What makes people breathe a sigh of relief is that this slender jade foot has not been robbed of the aura in the dead air, but it is like stepping on the sand, and the lingering dead air is the soft soil under her feet, meekly paving the way for her.

At this time, everyone suddenly remembered that the owners of this pair of jade feet came out of that dark abyss!

And behind this jade-footed girl, followed by the swarming, it turned out to be monsters that surged out of the darkness, countless ugly-looking monsters, these monsters, evil, terrifying, but everyone had a comfortable feeling when they saw this group of monsters.

This kind of comfort is as natural as entering the Qinglou to see a woman and entering the palace to see a eunuch, what else can it be if it is not a hellish creature that comes out of the gate of hell? !

And these terrifying hell creatures, each of them exuded an incomparably terrifying strength, and they were faintly even a few points stronger than Da Luo Jin Xian!

Three thousand hells, the demon head is like a cloud, if there is any place in this world where you can find the strength that matches the tens of thousands of Great Luo Jin Immortals, it is only hell!

Director Mo's strength in the world can be regarded as unique, but when he goes to hell, he doesn't even dare to say that his strength can be in the top ten.

This is a natural advantage! Thanks to the unique environment of hell, how can the strength of the bloody wolves on the grassland be comparable to that of the hunting dogs at home? The harsh environment of hell is even a hundred times more cruel than that of the desolate grassland, a place where the law of the jungle is vividly embodied.

Mo Tian once released a word, put a human Da Luo Jin Immortal in hell, that immortal will definitely not live for seven days! If a Da Luo Jin Immortal-level demon king in hell is caught in the world, in less than two years, he will definitely be a tyrant in this world!

This time, it's like frying a frying oil pot! Everyone in Haitang Mountain suddenly changed color!

Did they still fail? The gates of hell were opened, and the demons of hell were called to this world.

And at the moment, in the blood cells.

"This can't be?!"

For the first time, there was a look of panic in the old man's eyes.

"This can't be!!"

Looking at the demon king who appeared in this piece, the old man's face was not a little happy, on the contrary, there was a little despair!

"Nothing is impossible. Mo Tian shook his head gently: "Actually, I already knew that you were watching me all the time. But it was only at one moment that I didn't feel that kind of gaze, that is, when I was by Zhong Xue's side. ”

"Because, you also know Zhong Xue's talent," Mo Tian gently spit out two words in his mouth: "Tianshi"

The old man's body shook.

"All those who peep at her, will be seen by her. Her gaze. Able to peek into the hearts of others. You're afraid of being seen by her, seeing your plans. ”

Mo Tian sighed softly, this is a wonderful world. Everyone in this world has been endowed with different abilities by God.

Some people are born with divine power, some people are born with the ability to read minds, and some people are born with a pair of ** eyes that confuse people's hearts. Some people are born with an arrogant heart that wants to change the world.

"Unfortunately. I just looked for her yesterday. Mo Tian pointed to his head: "And I put her eyes here." ”

"Everything she saw, the demon kings of hell also saw it. ”

Hear this. The old man's face turned pale in an instant!

remembered the conversation between himself and Mo Tian just now!

The old man pursues the fairness of the whole world, and all the dead people will be redistributed and placed, whether they are high or low, and after death, there will be a special place in hell to accumulate the merits they have done in this life, and then arrange for them to be reincarnated according to these merits. His original intention was to open the gates of hell and give birth to new life in total destruction!

But he didn't expect that the conversation between himself and Mo Tian would be heard by the demon kings through Zhong Xue!

Demon kings. But it is the beneficiary of this order!

So, for the first time, it was the first time that the Demon Kings of the Three Thousand Hells had done one thing in unison: to help Mo Tian!

No one knows how big the Boundless Hell is, and no one knows how many demon kings there are inside. When all the demon kings poured out of the boundless hell, it definitely exceeded the number of tens of thousands, and it definitely exceeded the number of those crazy immortals.

The situation is overwhelmingly biased in favor of Mo Tian!

Suddenly, the old man let out a long breath.

Then narrowed his eyes, on his old face. Suddenly, he smiled with some relief.

"Stinky Boy...... Well, well done, you're really ...... It's becoming more and more like me, and even I have been calculated by you. ”

Mo Tian's body was stunned, and that sentence became more and more like me like a sledgehammer falling heavily on his chest! After a while, Mo Tian's expression regained his composure, looking at the old man covered in blood.

The black clothes on his body have been dyed red with blood, and the blood red and darkness are intertwined, which is indescribably weird. The old man has always liked to wear black, but Mo Tian prefers white.

Now his white clothes are already dyed bright red by blood, Mo Tian slowly put down the defensive hands in front of him, the old man's attack just now has broken three ribs in his body, and his left hand is seriously fractured, these injuries are nothing compared to Mo Tian's life-and-death injuries in the past.

But now it was more fatal than those fatal wounds, not the injuries, but the situation he was in.

And at this moment, Mo Tian, who had the upper hand, did not have the slightest joy on his face, and after a rapid cough, his complexion returned to calm, looking at the old man who seemed to be in the pool of blood and might fall down at any time, without saying a word.

It's just that his black jewel-like eyes quietly leaked the emotions in his heart, and his emotions were very ......

He looked at the old man in front of him in a daze, and always felt that there was something incredible about this scene now, more unattainable than the Himalayas, and the cold and powerful old man would have a desperate expression on his face?

Since when did his face become so old? Or is it just that Mo Tian hasn't noticed it all along.

"Old man, you've lost. Mo Tian lowered his head slightly, his eyes looking at him with complicated eyes.

The old man glanced at Mo Tian, didn't pay attention to the meaning of his words, coughed lightly twice, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

This is the first time I have vomited blood, and in recent times, there are not many people who can make myself vomit blood, including one of my own masters, and one is my own apprentice.

Rulai was persuaded by him, and now he seems to be about to be killed by his own apprentice.

"Actually, sometimes I wonder how nice it would be if I stayed at the Hell Museum. The old man lowered his head, suddenly sighed, and slowly raised his head to look at Mo Tian. Suddenly, there was a hint of softness in his eyes.

"I'd rather it hadn't happened. ”

"Something is going to happen someday, and I'm dead, this world. Someone will also give it a ...... Fair" The pale-faced old man looked at Mo Tian. The gaze is empty, as if looking at a distant place, without focus. "I remember that day was snowing, seven hundred years...... I had so many intrigues and calculations in my head that I had forgotten a lot, but I always remember that snowy day. ”

When a powerful character starts to become so nagging, does it mean that he is really old?

Mo Tian looked at the old man muttering in front of him, and suddenly there was a convulsion from his chest, sour. All his life, he has always wanted to defeat the old man, when all this happened to him. It's so unreal again.

Or, from the depths of his heart, there was another thought. Obey what the old man thinks and says, is there a different world today?

The old man's eyes sank into the depths, and the light gradually faded. looked at Mo Tian and said softly: "You still have the last hole card, it's Fang Zhenghua." ”

Mo Tian was a little surprised. Still nodded.

"The first demon king to create the Twelve Peerless Formations, I had already guessed that it was him. Unfortunately, alas, I lobbied him many times, but he never helped me. In the end, I had to rely on my own hands. ”

He suddenly looked at Mo Tian mockingly. There was no decadent emotion in his eyes, but he seemed to suddenly change back to the director of the Hell Art Museum who counted everything in his heart, and sneered: "The organs are exhausted, aren't you exhausted, and you have cultivated such a disciple in this life to stay in this world." You must not be used to this unfair world. No matter what you do in the future, you will still try to change the world!"

"I wanted to change the world, but I lost because I never wanted to change myself. The old man looked at Mo Tian, the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker, and it was more and more full of mockery: "But you, very good." And the world ...... Very bad. ”

The old man looked at the kings of hell in the sky, and suddenly straightened his back, his eyes did not look at Mo Tian, not even at anyone, no one in this world could no longer be looked at by him. The arrogant body is like a king standing on the top of the mountain in winter.

"You've been to Hell, and you think you already know who I am. ”

Mo Tian sighed softly, and looked at the look and light that once again burst out in the eyes of the old man in front of him: "I know your thousands of identities. ”

"The most honorable one. ”

"Lord of the Hell Art Museum, Lord of Hell...... Satan!" The demon's black wings stretched out from the old man's back.

Every time he heard about the Hell Art Museum, a heartfelt sense of pride and even pride rose from Mo Tian's heart! However, this time, when he heard the old man spit out these five words, a trace of pain flashed in his heart. A cold voice shouted at the old man: "No!

"Hell, it was originally in my hands" With the old man's shouting, the bat-like wings behind him were completely extended! In the sky, the huge black vortex spun wildly, and the tornado-like furious energy swallowed up the Hell Demon King closest to the vortex! More and more Hell Demon Kings were pulled by this force!

"No! you're not!" Mo Tian took a steady step forward, hissed, and the white clothes on his body were all shattered, and then, along his black hair, a black robe grew and spread like a spider web from his back, enveloping his body, and behind his back, was a huge sword with cold light.

"I've been told I'm the master of hell!"

The boundless hell at this time, in the ...... Shiver.

No one knows how long Hell has existed, nor where it came from, but someone once found a bone turtle that had lived for 30,000 years in the depths of Hell, and the body of the giant tortoise was even several times wider than the largest mountain in the world!

Perhaps, at the beginning of the birth of the earth, there was hell, just as where there is sunshine, there are destined to be shadows, and where there are the living, there is destined to be hell.

"Mother, he, it's him back. Peach's face turned red, and even though the hellish ground was trembling beneath their feet, she was still excited.

The woman who was called Niangniang gently lifted her veil, and Mo Tian had never really seen this woman's face until now. Or maybe he'd only seen it once in a dream. In that ancient strange dream, the woman standing behind the sword-wielding man. That's his woman?

Mo Tian guessed, but in the end there was no result. He had already vaguely guessed that this woman called Niangniang had something to do with his life experience.

When he sneaked into Hell a few days ago, it was she who told her the old man's true identity.

"Satan?!He's Satan, the King of Hell?!" Mo Tian's mouth almost opened into a 0-shape!

The woman nodded slightly. Just look her in the eye. can believe that everything she says is true.

Mo Tian scratched his head gently, as if he was a little helpless, he wanted to borrow the power of hell to fight against the old man. But the final message was...... He is the king of hell.

The woman looked at Mo Tian with a curious expression, he didn't seem to feel strange at all about this news, and even, she suspected that even the initial surprised expression, she felt that Mo Tian was pretending.

"You have thought of another way?" the woman tilted her head to look at him.

Mo Tian waved his hand: "No." ”

"Then why aren't you worried at all?"

Mo Tian smiled very scoundrelly: "Because, I know that you must have helped me think of a way when you appeared here." ”

......

Thinking of the conversation with Mo Tian not long ago, the woman couldn't help but burst out laughing, yes. He's such a scoundrel. Probably only he could say something like that when cornered.

The land of the underworld is shaking, and the ghosts of the whole hell are going crazy! They have never encountered such a situation, the three thousand hells, like a boulder being thrown into a pond with force, rippling!

And the whole hell. There is only that long river that never sees the end, and now there is no movement.

Niangniang's body was like a green leaf, slowly falling from the sky, and the snow-white barefoot dotted on the River Styx, and a slight halo of water slowly swayed.

The woman suddenly laughed. Like the melting snow in early spring, the world is warm at first, and then gradually lose his smile, look at the long stream in front of him indifferently, and speak: "This is the river he cut out, this hell, all moaning under his sword!

Then, the Lethe River, which runs through hell, seems to be boiling at this moment.

The blood-colored moon in the sky, reflecting a water dragon, the humming dragon moan sounded from nowhere in the hell, the woman stood on the Lechuan River, and countless dragon moans in the river under her feet erupted, and then, a solemn and solemn water curtain sprinkled from the sky to the whole world.

Then, the dragon's groans were extinguished, and the whole hell fell silent! A figure fell heavily from mid-air, and the woman's body was covered in blood.

"Niangniang, Niangniang......" In the barren hell, Xiao Tao cried helplessly.

A hand covered with blood gently wiped away the tears on Xiao Tao's face, "Don't cry, that man doesn't like the way women shed tears, you are going to marry him soon, you should laugh." ”

......

At this time in the pool of blood.

Mo Tian was dressed in a black robe, and the sword behind his back was unsheathed in a clear dragon roar, bringing up a blood water parallel to the ground in this blood-soaked sky, leaving countless afterimages in the sky.

The old man who stood arrogantly like an emperor was suddenly wrapped in countless sword lights and dragon groans, and his sword was as cold as it was ten thousand years ago, cutting through the darkness, and in an instant, he launched the most powerful attack on the old man!

Except for these two peerless powerhouses, no one could see the battle between them clearly, but the sword light was extinguished, and the dragon chant was gone.

The old man finally fell, and in this instant, he didn't know how many more sword marks there were on his body, and finally suddenly sat in front of Mo Tian.

Boom......

The sword in Mo Tian's hand fell lightly, engulfed in the deep blood. The black clothes on his body, with a hiss, shattered and scattered into countless flying black butterflies, revealing the sturdy skin and the terrifying wounds.

I couldn't tell if it was the blood in the blood pool, or the blood left by Mo Tian's own wounds, which flowed out of at least hundreds of wounds on his body, large and small!

It hurts, it really hurts. Not only the body, when the sword in Mo Tian's hand slashed into the old man's body, he would also feel an indescribable pain in his chest!

Looking at the old man who fell to the ground, Mo Tian's heart suddenly swelled with thick tiredness. I don't know if I'm tired of the centuries of intrigue with the old man, or tired of the dark things that happen again and again in this unfair world, or tired of life itself.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the full moon in the sky, "Midnight." It's here,"

"Midnight?" The old man, who had been keeping his head down, shuddered and raised his head a little dazedly.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, countless blazing lights suddenly lit up in the sky.

This light is so hot, so dazzling, as bright as a round of tomorrow!

It's obviously this dark night, but the world is illuminated by this white light as if it's day!!

Where does the light come from?

The earth is roaring, the sky is roaring!

Like a terrifying beast roaring!

At this time, if someone looks down on the earth from outside the universe, they will see that from the corners of different places in the world, there are blazing white rays bursting out, and in the center of each moment of white light is a golden relic. Then converge at the fastest speed towards the place of Haitang Mountain, and the light leaves a white trail in the skid sky, as if intertwined into a canopy, the pattern of light intertwining, and finally on the whole earth, it is like a strange rune, this rune, is Mo Tian saw in the death Bible.

That's what I saw in front of that golden statue...... Runes of Death!

At this moment, the death rune that even the most powerful young sacrifice in ancient times could not fathom was outlined in this world by Mo Tian!

It's just that this rune is different from the one in that book, and the direction of the rune is turned over!

At this time, a black line began to spread outward from Mo Tian's chest, his life was rapidly shrinking and withering, and his black hair turned snow-white in an instant.

The dry face looked even older than the old man, and he suddenly smiled: "I am indeed going to die." But those who die, they will come. ”

"Six realms of reincarnation? Without me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do it. ”

"Old man, there is nothing wrong with fairness in itself, but how can you pursue fairness by means that it is not fair?"

"I'm sorry, old man......"

"And"

"Thank you, old man, for bringing me up. ”

The next moment, Mo Tian's figure gently dissipated into the air.

The white light in the sky seems to have reached the brightest spot of the blazing heat!

Light up the whole world completely!