There's someone behind me!

In the midst of the lightning, the monster's mind flew, and the most delicate head in the middle suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and almost at the same time, a hand pressed his shoulder.

He stiffened, turning his head cautiously.

A young swordsman dressed in plain white clothes seemed to have just jumped down from the vastness, and his figure was as big as the Sumeru Void, almost as high as half of the heavens and the earth.

It's obviously head-up.

It gave him the feeling that he was condescending, looking down on him from the clouds.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, there were countless sword groans that came from nowhere, exploding in his ears, clear to the sea of knowledge, noisy and sharp, as if they were real, piercing his soul.

The monster's eyes were wide in horror, because his three heads were centered on his eyebrows, and a thin dark red line was stretching, like living creatures, wriggling.

"Tear up!"

The next second.

Three heads were torn apart, and blood gushed out of them.

The two heads on the left and right who are not highly intelligent, and should only have been crazy and violent, for the first time in the plane outside the underworld, exuding an indescribable horror and horror.

The other party never really made a move, and with just one will, he hit him hard.

His hole cards, invincible, and the pride of the authentic body protection luck, are like paper paste at the moment, or they don't exist at all, and they are broken through without even resisting.

"How is this possible!"

"Who the hell is he?"

"In the current era, the aura of heaven and earth has not yet fully recovered, and the ancients above the Three Realms are all sleeping. Why did such a terrifying creature come into existence in the world? ”

The monster was completely stunned, and all three heads were blank.

But what made him even more dazed was still to come.

Ghosts are basically soul bodies, and his physical body is a temporary vehicle shaped by authentic luck, even if his heels are so extraordinary, he is almost facing collapse at the moment.

Layer after layer.

The dense scars, the criss-crossing sword marks, kept healing and tearing, and he even felt that every drop of blood in his body was screaming and wailing.

This person's sword intent can actually compete with the earth, although it is not the body of the earth, but it is still shocking and unprecedented, you know, his realm is only a baby!

How can the monster still have the slightest bit of arrogance when he mocked Yi Qinglan just now?

"Run, you must run!"

"If you don't run away, you'll die!"

"No, you can't escape, you can't escape!"

"We are locked by his sword intent, escape, will die, fight!"

As soon as the monster gritted its teeth, a low roar came out of its throat, and it was about to show its true body and fight with the young sword immortal who was no more than a fraction of his age, and have a good fight.

Even if it is certain death, there is no reason to be killed after all.

It's just that in all directions, the majestic sword array is no longer seen, and the sonorous sword chant is gone, but the three-headed monster still doesn't move, not that it doesn't dare to move, but it can't move.

Because the hand that was still pressed on the shoulder a second ago appeared on the top of the head.

Tap your index finger lightly.

"Boom!"

The immortals caressed my top, and my hair was immortalized.

I stroked the top of the immortals and kowtowed to cut off the red dust.

The speed of the sword qi fight was outrageous, and it was impossible to catch it with the naked eye, and even the divine sense, almost in three or two breaths, the monster was directly blown into a blood mist.

The gods are destroyed!

The sword qi did not dissipate, but traced back to the source, approaching the secret realm of the Immortal Heaven, after the projection of the ghost gate, the Netherworld, Huang Quan, smashed down the Baizhang sword formation.

In the twinkling of an eye.

A luxurious mansion was cut into a plain, and there was nothing left within a radius of a hundred miles, only a hard-cut, endless moat, and the sword intent was undisguised and cathartic.

With Chen Yi's current cultivation, he naturally can't shake the foundation of the underworld, and the reason why he does this is not because he wants to destroy the underworld, he has only one purpose.

The next war book.

It does not represent anyone, does not represent a certain force, does not target anyone, does not target a certain force, and I would like to make a letter of war to all of you here, all of you, with my personal will.

I.

Chen Yi.

to the underworld.

Declare war!