Xuan Yifan is like a god, with the lightning descending on the ruins of the Netherworld, the dazzling white light is dazzling, the white light is shocked, the killing is stopped, the eight masters below contain hope in their eyes, how can they not make people ecstatic when they are in a desperate situation, Ji Chengyun suddenly turned up, seeing this scene, his eyes flashed with joy, Yu Zhengxiang was just the opposite of him, his face was gloomy like the air in the Netherworld Hell. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who are you, dare to come here to stop me," the voice in the air sounded again, the white light faded, Xuan Yifan's eyes were blazing, his arms stretched out and he shouted, after the ruins of the Netherworld shook for a while, countless gravel and soil chips fell, and after a burst of dust and smoke, the ruins took on a new look, eight towering stone pillars that were boundless, emitting a cold green brilliance, and a dilapidated stone chair also attracted everyone's attention.

Xuan Yifan chuckled and said, "After being sealed for so many years, don't you even know me?" As he spoke, Xuan Yifan's Zhantian Sword flashed in his hand, "Evil Venerable, you are really ghostly," The voice came out, and a pitch-black essence arrow rushed into the air at an extremely fast speed.

Xuan Yifan waved Zhan Tian lightly in his hand, the arrow was easily shattered like air, Xuan Yifan raised Zhan Tian and waved it gently, the sword light fell on the stone chair, and the light of the broken stone chair skyrocketed, blocking the sword light, Xuan Yifan frowned lightly, shook his head and said incredulously: "You still have such cultivation," "You can live until now, what's so strange that I have such a cultivation," a black mist appeared on the stone chair.

Xuan Yifan's figure fell forward, and said: "You are left with this little Netherworld Ghost Yuan has been wrapped in ghost qi and forcibly supported until now, I really don't understand why you are doing this," The black mist floated up, and the sound of wild laughter continued to reach everyone's ears: "I don't want to give up halfway, the battle to destroy the world is not over, how can I just disappear like this?" Xuan Yifan's eyes flashed with cold light, and he held Zhan Tian's hand and said vigorously:" Ghost master, you helped to abuse, broke your promise, I didn't expect that ten thousand years have passed, and I still don't want to repent, and the God Emperor really knows that you are a sinister villain and arranged for me to stay until today. ”

"Hmph, God Emperor, this idiot, the battle of the destruction of the world will not involve him, re-establish order, we are still the masters, what's wrong with this, how can it end well if you go against the sky," the black mist kept surging, shooting out black lines, and the Eight Masters of the Netherworld were entangled and dragged towards the eight stone pillars by the black lines, and the dark green light will wrap people, Xuan Yifan swept over the stone pillars and said in a cold voice: "The Netherworld Ghost Envoy, what is the relationship between these eight people and the Ghost Envoy." ”

The black mist dispersed to cover the sky and the sun, and countless bones in the corpse blood river accompanied the blood water poplar to the sky, blending with the black mist, a middle-aged man wearing a blood-colored robe appeared above the sky, Xuan Yifan rose to the sky, looked at the middle-aged man carefully and said: "I just said that this river is not ordinary, it is actually a melting pot," the middle-aged man glanced at him disdainfully and said: "How can you know my good intentions," Xuan Yifan was also very disdainful of him: "You take the entire Netherworld and Hell as a sacrifice, and the word good intentions does not seem appropriate." ”

The middle-aged man didn't dwell too much on this issue, and said with a threatening tone: "Evil Venerable, the power of God is not something you can offend, since you can survive so far, you should know how to cherish it," Xuan Yifan raised the Zhantian Sword in his hand and said, "It's enough to deal with you," the words fell, and the two figures disappeared at the same time, on Tianling Mountain, the two of them looked at the image in mid-air while playing against each other, and the Lord said: "You really took great pains to leave so many back hands." ”

Xuan Jingping said calmly: "This is nothing, but I didn't expect that you would be willing to be sent by the Nine Heavens," the human lord said indifferently: "Send, I don't have this qualification, what I do is within my bounds," In the video, Xuan Yifan and the middle-aged man in the robe are fighting, the surroundings are dark and hollow, the blood and white light are particularly conspicuous, Xuan Jingping fell and said: "Guess which of the two of them can win." ”

The human lord yawned and said: "Even if the ghost lord loses, what's the matter, the evil lord is just holding his last breath," Xuan Jingping smiled faintly and didn't say anything more, when the ghost lord and the two were fighting fiercely, the eight stone pillars in the ruins of the Netherworld gradually lost their vitality, and the rest of the masters were working together to impact the transparent wall in front of them, wanting to leave this Jedi.

Yu Zhengxiang looked at everyone and frowned, took two steps forward and said: "Don't waste your efforts, since you have entered here, you must sacrifice to the Netherworld, this is your glory," "What are you," "Why don't you come in, you will only say cool things on the other side," "Lao Tzu will kill you first when he goes out," On the other side of the wall, everyone was furious and shouted at Yu Zhengxiang, Yu Zhengxiang disdained, his eyes turned to the stone pillar, and watched the eight Netherworld Statues pass away, Yu Zhengxiang's eyes became more and more excited.

Ji Chengyun whispered to Qu Ling on the side: "What is the matter with the sect master coming here," Qu Ling did not speak coldly this time, looked at Yu Zhengxiang behind his back and said: "The sect master's thoughts, you don't know, how can I know," Ji Chengyun sighed lightly and looked at the people in the wall who were persistently attacking the wall, Qu Ling mocked: "Three years ago, I asked you to hand over the Netherworld to me, but you refused to live or die, and now the Netherworld has ended up like this, and you can't escape the blame." ”

Ji Chengyun slowly turned his head to look at Qu Ling and was speechless for a while, after a while, Ji Chengyun glared angrily and said: "Qu Ling, who do you think you are, you dare not listen to the orders of the sect master? And listening to what you said just now, I doubt that you are making trouble, you have been plotting against the Netherworld for a long time, if it weren't for your sect master, how could you let so many masters of the Netherworld be sent to death for no reason," Qu Ling suddenly became anxious, pointed at Ji Chengyun and said: "Don't spew blood, the ruins of the Netherworld are here, what do you have to do with me." ”

"Hmph" Ji Chengyun snorted lightly, looking at the people in the wall, at this time everyone was no longer in vain, sitting on the ground and watching the three of them scolding, the eight statues of the Netherworld had turned into white bones on the stone pillar, Xuan Yifan and the middle-aged battle was white-hot, the two of them couldn't hold each other back and forth, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. The black clouds rolled in the high sky in the Hundred Bones City, and several blood-clothed warriors in the middle of the air looked at the black clouds in the air, and the blood-colored true yuan kept pouring into the black clouds, and between the lightning and thunder, a burly man was locked in chains, like a thunder god in the lightning, and the beard on his face was even more rugged and domineering.

The moment the figure appeared, several blood-clothed warriors roared, and the blood-colored true yuan rushed towards the black cloud even more violently, surrounded by the big man, the big man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and he looked at several blood-clothed warriors condescendingly, the big man twisted his neck, and a low roar came out of his throat, and the chain tightened with a little force, and the lightning in the black cloud became thicker and stronger.