The disciples of the Dao Gate, the Demon Dao, and the Buddha Gate broke through the entanglement of the prison soul one after another and came to the front of the Demon Corpse Forest.

In the center of the blood-colored prison soul group and the black demon corpse forest, there is a hundred-meter-long and wide white jade platform, whether it is a prison soul or a demon corpse, they dare not approach, and this place has become a bridgehead, in which you can adjust your state and continue to rush through the level.

Immediately, dozens of demon cultivators, under the leadership of Zhenshan, rushed towards the White Jade Terrace.

Xiao Qingluan glanced at these demon cultivators, raised his eyebrows, why wasn't the weird little girl in the demon clan and the human female cultivator among them.

"Hahaha, this is the periphery, did you demon cultivators lose two?" one of the disciples of the Demon Dao laughed and mocked.

"Shut up, a bunch of eggless pigs, keep your eyes open and take a good look at our little princess of the demon clan and me...... Uncle's performance. The third prince shouted angrily, and the dark green light of the vertical eye in the center of his forehead, which only opened a slit, flickered, making people feel chills in his heart for no reason.

At this moment, a female disciple of the Dao Sect suddenly exclaimed, looking at the group of prison souls like a sea of blood in disbelief.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it, and their faces became shocked.

I saw that in the dense group of prison souls, two figures were walking forward step by step.

An immature pretty face always had an innocent smile on her face, but when the bone spurs in her hands waved, the pieces of prison souls around her shook into ashes.

The other black-faced young man had a blood-freezing killing intent, his fists were like hell demon gods, and with each punch, the blood of dozens of prison souls around him would be shattered, and a thick black lightning bolt that swirled around him would instantly devour the prison souls that turned into black smoke.

"It's him......" Xiao Qingluan was shocked in his heart, and quickly figured out that the female cultivator should be disguised by this black-faced young man, and even the leaders of the four realms did not notice the abnormality, this disguise technique is too terrifying, it is very likely that he has a treasure with this function on his body.

"Hey, I'm xx, he's really become my uncle. Sanwang Zhenshan said a foul word, he looked nervous, but his IQ was definitely not low. The reason why he promised to call Ye Hao uncle before was because she was a woman, and calling her uncle still meant to ridicule her, but now that she has suddenly become a man, isn't this uncle really an uncle?

"This kid is so murderous, doesn't he want to enter the Dao by killing?" Yin Wuji's eyes narrowed, and a sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

"Ami, that Buddha, the two donors are very good, and they do not hesitate to risk their lives to surpass these souls into the world of bliss, and the little monk is very ashamed. The forgetful monk raised his palm and pronounced a Buddha name, which made the monks around him have strange expressions, and they followed the Buddha number one by one, but only they knew what they thought in their hearts.

Cao Er and Ye Hao rushed to kill in the prison souls, and with every step forward, a large number of prison souls were wiped out, but more prison souls also pounced.

The momentum of the two of them rose without falling, one smiled more and more brightly, and the killing intent on the other became more and more cold and piercing.

Ye Hao was already completely immersed in the killing, only one Dao Heart was unbreakable, and the black lightning was more than twice as thick as before, and some of the broken rules emanated from it and merged into his sea of consciousness.

These broken rules, piece by piece, carried endless anger, and every time they were fused, Ye Hao's killing intent became heavier, and the efficiency of killing prison souls could be higher.

At this time, every time Ye Hao made a move, it was like he was carrying out the art of killing, which made people feel like enjoying it.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Hao and Cao'er fought all the way through the sea of blood composed of prison souls and jumped onto the white jade platform.

Almost all of them involuntarily took a step back, and their souls were shaken by the murderous aura on Ye Hao's body.

Yin Wuji stared at Ye Hao, he was also murderous, but when this murderous aura met the murderous aura on Ye Hao's body, he actually avoided it.

However, Ye Hao is now pure killing, and there is nothing else but killing. And Yin Wuji is different, he cultivates the Blood Dao Sect's Blood Dao Dao, and his murderous aura is not as good as Ye Hao's, but his evil aura is far superior to him.

Killing and evil, it sounds similar, but in fact, they are two concepts, the surname is completely different, and in cultivation, the methods of cultivation are also very different.

The murderous aura on Ye Hao's body slowly gathered, and when he looked at it, he felt that his eyes that had fallen into hell also regained their calm.

"Cao'er, you've lost again. Ye Hao ignored everyone's different eyes and smiled at Cao'er.

"If you lose, you lose, uncle can make a request, I will never cheat. Cao'er said to Ye Hao, her expression a little disappointed.

"This ...... Let's wait for Uncle to think about it. Ye Hao smiled.

"Ami, that Buddha, donor, have we met somewhere?" the monk walked over and asked Ye Hao.

"Forgetful monk, what do you say. Ye Hao laughed.

A hint of surprise flashed in the monk's eyes, and he also laughed, and said, "Donor, you have a fate with my Buddha, it is better to escape into the empty door and be accompanied by the little monk green lantern." ”

"Get out, Uncle Withered Leaf Daoist, but you said that Uncle is related to the Buddha, isn't this?" Ye Hao scolded with a smile.

The wanton conversation between the two immediately made everyone feel that the relationship between the two was not just about acquaintance.

"Monk, do you still have that spirit wine?" Ye Hao asked.

The forgetful monk took out two jars from the storage bag, threw one to Ye Hao, and said: "Ami, that Buddha, the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha has left in his heart, and the dead leaves, how about we drink this wine, and then go through these soulless suffering demon corpses?"

One by one, the monks pronounced a Buddha name, pretending not to see it.

"The scum of Buddhism, the shame of Taoism, the two of you are really compatible. Yin Wuji snorted gloomily.

"Yin Wuji, you are much more hateful than your brother, how far to roll away from your uncle. Ye Hao said coldly, and the momentum that had been suppressed on his body was overwhelming.

Yin Wuji suddenly took a few steps back, his expression was shocked, this kind of momentum, like the power of heaven and earth, he was a strong man in the Jindan period, and he was pressed by this momentum, and there was a flaw in his heart in an instant.

"Monk, come. Ye Hao took the wine jar and touched it with the forgetful monk, and raised his head to drink.

A monk together, pride soaring to the sky.

"Okay...... Cao'er clapped her hands and smiled like a silver bell.

"Dead leaves, let's go, we've crossed them. "Forget the monk wine altar thrown, a layer of golden Buddha light shrouded in his body, behind him, there are six circles of Buddha wheels appeared, you know, the old monk Kong Ming on the Buddha wheel is only nine circles, but the color of his nine circles of Buddha wheel is much richer than that of the forgetful monk.

Ye Hao and the ungrateful monk rushed into the demon corpse forest side by side to carry out the "transcendence".

The Demon Corpse Forest is actually the corpse of some extraterritorial demons, and although they have lost their souls, they are even more terrifying when they attack.

As long as you pass through this demon corpse forest, you can reach the Helling Immortal Mansion.

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