The face of the Netherworld was ugly, gloomy to the extreme! Since the establishment of the Netherworld Thirteen Riders, their thirteen brothers have crisscrossed the battlefield and killed countless living beings! Where they once haunted, all beings retreated, not daring to go against their edge.

But what happened at this time caught them off guard, and they actually lost four brothers in a short period of time, and it was because of a kid who didn't even set foot on Sendai, which is so hateful!

If it is the Burial King of Heaven and the Burial of the King of the Earth, not to mention the fall of the four brothers, even if they all die in battle, they will not be so uncomfortable in their hearts, but it is a young man like an ant, and he has forced them to this step with two corpses, which is really embarrassing!

"Second and third!" "You two will take action and destroy the body of the Burial King of Heaven and the Burial King of the Earth for me, and that stinky boy should not be merciful!"

There is ruthlessness in the eyes of the dark capital, their Netherworld Thirteen Riders have never suffered such a big loss, it is the first time to lose their brothers, and there are four of them, it is too embarrassing, if you don't kill mortals, you can't be ashamed, and you won't have the face to walk around in the future!

The sound of two steps sounded at the same time, causing a huge uproar throughout the square.

The two men urged the war horse to come out, the two were unhurried, and the war horse stepped on the ground and made a crisp sound!

The two of them were wrapped in a black mist, and in the dim way, they could see their eyes leaking through the masks, eerie and terrifying, murderous. There was a faint layer of blood light in the air, as if there was a world in their pupils, a world of blood.

The two of them exuded a powerful coercion, and the black mist filled the air, turning into a divine ring, and the black divine ring was condensed by the evil qi emitted from their bodies, and the ferocity was revealed.

"Chen'er, be careful, the two of them are not simple. If it doesn't work, retreat immediately, don't be reckless!" The Burial Ghost King spoke, and even their eyes were solemn and they felt the pressure.

"Boy, you are very good, although this is not your strength, but to be able to exert it to this extent has already shown that it is not simple, maybe thousands of years later, you will be another Burial Heavenly King Burial King! However, for the sake of the great responsibility of the Celestial Clan, and for the prestige of the Thirteen Horsemen, you must die today!" the man holding a Fang Tian Painting Halberd spoke, and a vicious aura came to his face.

"Hey, boy, to get this kind of record, it's worthy of the two of us. Remember, my second brother broke the mountains and rivers, I Zhong Wudao, died in the hands of the two of us, you are not in vain to walk in this world!"

"Boom!" The whole world shook, like a thunderclap. Breaking the mountains and rivers made a move, the battle armor on his body trembled, and endless evil qi surged out, holding Fang Tian's halberd, like a supreme killing god.

Fang Tian's halberd shook, and there were terrifying rules in the air, covering this heaven and earth, there was no way to escape, and there was no way to avoid war, only a head-on confrontation!

The broken mountains and rivers smashed into the body of the Burial Heavenly King, suppressing this void, and forming a field of its own, and outsiders could not interfere!

Fan Chen's heart sank, this momentum put too much pressure on him, much stronger than the first four, the painting halberd waved, and the momentum came to his face, making him feel suffocated, and his chest was suffocated!

When Fan Chen mentioned the spirit of twelve, he didn't dare to be careless about such a strong person. The black tin sword has been put away by him, and it is no longer possible to deal with the broken mountains and rivers!

"Hum!" everyone only felt a chill all over their bodies, as if a sharp blade was chosen on their heads, and their backs were cold!

That's the feeling of a dagger to them, the shape is like a dragon, the sharp light is flashing, as if it can tear the heavens and the earth with a random stroke, it is the dragon blade, and Fan Chen took it out and used it to deal with the broken mountains and rivers!

"Snort!" The void has been pierced, and the extreme divine power on the dragon blade is permeating, wanting to suppress everything and penetrate everything!

But the broken mountains and rivers are too powerful, the real qi swallows the mountains and rivers, Fang Tian's painting halberd waved in his hands, a halberd swept, the starry sky has a tendency to be flattened, the real overlord's capital!

He is like this, as strong as a tiger, crushing the Quartet with a Fang Tian painting halberd. Even the Extreme Dao Emperor on the dragon blade urged by mortal dust was forcibly annihilated in the void by him!

Looking at such a majestic broken mountain and river, many people on the monk's side were secretly worried about mortal dust. I thought of the introduction on the family classics, and there are those dedicated to breaking mountains and rivers!

He once swept all directions in the great war, pushing the heroes sideways! A halberd and a horse, he lost the holy land of three great forces in his life, and the mountains and rivers of the war were shattered.

Thinking of his legend, one by one secretly worried, in the face of such a domineering and powerful character, can Fan Chen handle it, or can he survive safely?

There are few people who are confident that mortal dust can win, thinking that this is a fantasy!

On the other side, Zhong Wudao also made a move, holding a magic knife in his hand, swinging the knife on his horse, tearing the void apart, and truly becoming a soul envoy from hell!

The endless murderous aura of this magic knife was permeated, enveloping the body of the Burial King, and Fan Chen kept waving his spear to resist, piercing the void, the stars fell, and the earth collapsed!

"Shhh...... Roar!" a strange voice sounded, like a ghost roaring!

The sound came from Zhong Wudao's knife, and if he looked closely, as he swung it, it was filled with evil energy, and there were illusory human faces in the evil qi, which was distorted and painful!

"Hum!" The whole heaven and earth trembled under the divine power of this knife, and Fan Chen was in the brunt of it, and was affected the most, his body trembled, and even the people and horses kept retreating, and his face turned pale!

Looking at the other party's knife in disbelief, that layer of evil qi is not simple, not only has a shocking effect, but also has a spiritual power in the air, targeting other people's primordial spirits!

He just suffered such a loss, he just swung out a knife, and he blocked it with a gun, and the physical attack was blocked by him, but he didn't guard against such a powerful spiritual attack, and his brain still hurts!

"Watch out for his knife!" the God-King reminded with a narrowing of his eyes.

Zhong Wudao had a weird sneer on his face, and kept shooting, slashing at the mortal dust!

His knife has a great origin, it was refined by him with special materials! The material is the flesh of the strong people on the continent, he picked up many fallen strong people, forged this knife with special means, and used it to slaughter countless continent creatures, sealing their souls in the knife, with such a might!

"Hum!" a terrifying and mysterious aura emerged, and a light rose and illuminated the world.

It was a bronze lamp, a bronze lamp! The lamp had six sides, and each face was engraved with a completely different grimace, competing for the meaning of the six reincarnations, and there was a flame on it.

The flame is not big, but it is very weird, and it can scorch the heavens and the earth and suppress the Nine Shadows! These are the six ghost-faced lamps, which are urged by mortal dust to burn, emitting a mysterious light, lighting up this void.

"Snort!" The light emitted out, and the evil qi on Zhong Wudao's magic knife was actually dispelled, as if it had encountered a nemesis, and its power was greatly reduced! Even the spiritual attack of the person carrying it was blocked.

"En?" Zhong Wudao frowned, feeling a threat to the six ghost face lights: "Stinky boy, I didn't expect you to have a lot of good things!"

He swung the magic knife even more violently, and one after another sword lights were wanton, tearing through the void and twisting it, trying to suppress the six ghost-faced lamps.

He didn't know the six ghost lights, and he underestimated the power of the six ghost lights, no matter how terrifying his sword light was, how much it shattered the void, it didn't affect the surroundings of the ghost lights at all, it seemed to be isolated, and the two were in two different spaces!

"Boom!" Finally, the place collapsed, the void in the middle of the battlefield shattered, and four figures rose to the sky, abandoning their horses and fighting above the void!

"Hum!" the divine light flew and turned into a rain of light, dancing in the air, like a dream!

The final scene is too terrifying, the extreme divine power is permeating, whether it is the dragon blade or the ghost lamp, whether it is the Fang Tian painting halberd or the magic knife, they are all bursting out of divine power, and at that moment of the battle, it is not only the master who is dominating them!

The gods have spirits, and the spirits inside are erupting, reviving, suppressing that void, and fighting opponents with their masters!

When the coercion of the battle came, everyone watching the battle was affected, and their blood boiled at first, then they were shocked, and finally they were shaken!

On the side of the mainland cultivators, some people with low cultivation had turned pale, and their bodies kept retreating! The coercion of the Void War was rolling like a wave, and they were too close to each other, and they were affected, and it was difficult to resist!

"Boom!" A hill a few miles away was directly affected by the aftermath of the battle, and the divine light flashed, and the hill had disappeared without a trace!

"Snort!" It was a sword, like a divine wind, tearing the whole world apart, and a great crack in the void appeared, spreading to the ground, and everywhere it passed, everything was twisting and tearing!

"Hum!" The candle flame on the top of the six ghost face lamps became the Ten Thousand Flames Supreme, and when it burned, the Ten Thousand Flames surrendered! Because the flames within a radius of dozens of miles were gone, and the places in the distance were also surrendering!

Po Shanhe and Zhong Wudao were too terrifying, Fan Chen suffered the most difficult battle, he fought to the top, but he couldn't help the other party. And the other party seems to be at ease, while the divine weapon in his hand is waving, the other hand is not idle!

A palm stretched out, attracting the stars of the nine heavens, and the endless divine power condensed, it could really be said to be a palm to move the starry sky! Such a powerful palm slapped towards the body of the Burial Heavenly King.

Fan Chen's heart was beating rapidly, the power was too great, and the other party's palm had a great Dao rhyme, which caused him a lot of pressure, and he couldn't resist! He could control the Heavenly King's body and exert the power of the Heavenly King, but he couldn't run the Dao Rhyme of the Heavenly King's Palace, so he could only deal with it with his own enlightened Dao!

His realm is too low, and the Dao of his comprehension is also a small skill of carving insects, which is not worth mentioning at all, and was instantly disintegrated by the other party!

"Boom!" The earth is falling, and the body of the Burial Heavenly King was directly slapped into the ground, unable to resist the other party's attack with the Dao, this is the suppression of the realm!

The Burial King's physical body was also attacked to this extent! Zhong Wudao induced the Dao Patterns of the Void in all directions to suppress him, knocking him backwards and coughing up blood!

His heart was sinking, and he had encountered the hardest battle since he was born!

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