Silk clouds cover the cornices of the stargazing building, the crisp wind chimes are very pleasant, and the clouds gradually converge into a white ocean, and the waves are rolling, magnificent and vast.

Emperor Hades got up, looked around the void outside the sky, and when he saw that there were no visitors, he turned around and beckoned the gods, demons, and demons to sit down.

"Everyone, please sit down, this bitter battle must take a long time to come to an end, but no matter what the result is, no matter who wins or loses, we are witnessing history, an epic that can be sung by any world for thousands of years!"

"Emperor Xie Yan......"

The gods, demons, demons and demons saluted in unison, sat down in front and back, looked at the unscrupulous teenagers in the first prison, gestured with their eyes, and whispered to each other.

The evil ghost, eager for qi and blood, wailed forward, waving its shriveled claws from time to time, its black nails were very sharp, and there was a faint sound of breaking through the air.

The sound of fighting was particularly harsh in the quiet hell, and the empty plain was gradually crowded with evil ghosts, Luoyang stood in place with his sword in his hand, his expression calm, calmly dancing his sword, and slashing the sturdy evil demon in tattered white clothes under the sword.

Set the storm!

A thought blooms!

A sword is in front, a sword is in the back, the brilliant streamer is in front, the Qianlian hidden sword is behind, and the dazzling plain white light fills the whole picture.

Emperor Yan opened his eyes, stroked it casually, changed direction, and showed the battlefield again.

"What a great swordsmanship!"

"Awesome fart, these are just some evil ghosts who can't get on the stage, and when the ghost king comes out, he won't be able to move an inch!"

In the corner of the building, a ghost dressed in black and white brocade whispered quietly, but it couldn't escape the ears of the top crowd.

The Demon Emperor chuckled and glanced at Tuohu behind Emperor Yan, his blond hair flashing with brilliant golden light, maintaining a posture of sitting upright, but his mind had returned to the demon realm.

The fine leaves covered the dusk, and the fine glow fell in the hall, and the demon emperor glanced at the merry juniors sitting like a bell under His Royal Highness, and was secretly satisfied.

"Mu'er, this mission faces Kunlun's sword, the ghost of the underworld, and unknown dangers that no one can predict, it can be described as nine deaths, are you afraid?"

The young man opened his eyes, and there was firmness in his golden eyes.

"I'm not afraid, I can complete all this, for the rise of the demon clan, even if I die in the underworld, I will die as I deserve!"

The Demon Emperor was even more satisfied, and reached out with his empty fingers, and a golden streamer fell on the young man's wrist, turning into a bracer inlaid with an old talisman.

"It can open the door of the realm, it can save your life once, act cautiously, if you can solve the mystery of Jiuding, I will take you as a disciple and help you become a king!"

The young man nodded, stroked the bracers, and bowed heavily to the Demon Emperor, and the spiritual power flowed into the bracers, opening the boundary gate, summoning his subordinates who were ready to go, and hid into the boundary gate with uniform steps.

The Demon Emperor retracted his mind, the corners of his mouth curled more than before, and his gaze fell to hell, avoiding the layers of prohibitions, carefully searching for the sage who deserved to die.

In this empty Zhong Luoyang did not stop his footsteps, the sword walked alone, although the ghosts were endless, he could not stop Luoyang for half a point.

Several ghostly crimson mountains came into view, Luoyang stopped, the entangled hundred ghosts retreated, and the wailing hell returned to silence again.

Roar!

The hard-won silence didn't last long, and the battle cry sounded, and the Ghost King fled high underground, his eyes flashing with crimson light.

Listen to Thunder!

With a thunderclap, the sharp sword intent suppressed the ten directions, and the ordinary ghost king was smashed by the sword qi before he could get close.

Tuo Hu squinted his eyes and tapped his cane, and the elders of the Tuo family turned the formation at the same time, and dozens of ghost kings who had traveled for thousands of years fell beside Luoyang.

The noise on the stargazing tower gradually dissipated, and the gods, demons, demons and demons looked at the white-clothed young man at the same time, either expecting him to be torn to pieces by the ghost king, or expecting him to fight his way out of the encirclement.

Roar!

The ghost king's short and thick hind legs kicked the ground suddenly, the earth and stones scattered, and more than a dozen black shadows rose into the air, red light danced in his eyes, and his sharp fangs hung with foul-smelling saliva, and the forelimbs of ordinary people's thighs were raised high, like the hook claws of the waning moon carved dozens of cold lights out of thin air.

Luoyang looked around the sky, stepping on the instantaneous step to avoid the killing of the ghost king, ignoring the scattered flying stones and the constantly denting red earth, the heavenly sword stagnated out of thin air, carving a deep sword mark behind the last few ghost kings.

"Roar!"

The roar was even more harsh, and all the ghost kings turned around in unison, spreading out in an orderly manner, like a pack of wolves looking around at their prey in the world, constantly looking at Luoyang, as a hunter, there is patience.

The Heavenly Sword pointed obliquely at the ground, Luoyang squinted his eyes, and slowly stepped forward, the surrounding ghost kings moved at the same time, and the seriously injured ghost kings gradually recovered their vitality, roared lowly, and took the lead in attacking again.

For a long time, the battle in hell was at a fever pitch.

"Heh, it seems that I looked down on him, we all thought this was the beginning, and no one thought this was the end!"

Tuohu raised his head proudly and whispered, causing the ghosts to laugh loudly.

Emperor Yan was silent, the Demon Emperor proudly hooked the corners of his lips, looked at the young ancestor with an ugly face, and said: "The loser is a loser after all, Kunlun's luck, we will be disrespectful!"

Luoyang dodged the ghost king's attack again, turned his hand and caused the heavenly sword, his fingers copied, the mighty Xuan's arcane scriptures were repaired in the air, and every word was beady, and every stroke contained the heavenly sword intent of the only one, and each word hid a sharp and unparalleled heavenly sword!

"The world is unpredictable and true, and the world is endless!"

The sound of the edict was far away, but it seemed to be a thunderclap that suddenly sounded in Tuohu's ears, and the sword light in the sky fell violently, like a rain of light in the sky, drowning the ghost kings in the middle.

"It's a good Luoyang, I've learned what I've seen, it's interesting!"

The Jade Emperor laughed and glanced at the Demon Emperor, and began to think about how to use this gambling contract to do something, not all forces will be willing to pay luck, after all, compared to any other luck, it is not less valuable.

The territory of the Six Realms floated in his heart, and the Jade Emperor gradually hooked the corners of his lips, thinking about the city, how to take it, and all the big and small matters after taking it.

"Hmph, even if he hides deeply, but there are eighteen layers of hell, and it is impossible for an outstanding genius to hide eighteen different methods, right?"

The Demon Emperor pouted, the reason why he wanted to put the eighteen layers of hell in the first eighteen layers was to thoroughly explore Luoyang's hole cards, know himself and the enemy, and the single defenders in the back were not simple characters, they were all sharp enough knives.

The golden streamers spread out in the hell, the rolling hills fell to one place, and the crimson plains sprouted a pit large enough to bury a great palace.

Crossing the boundary gate, the fiery red lava world came into view, the invisible pool water rippled, and nearly a thousand fire monkeys rushed out of their faces, and the terrible roar echoed endlessly.

Luo Yang glanced at the dark black mist on the claws of Huo Hou's fingers, and guessed that Tuohu was planning to use the fire monkey poison to test him, and he didn't intend to fight hard with him, and the instantaneous step and the wrong shadow technique were launched at the same time, and his body was like a ghost.

The hysterical fire was deceived from the east to the west, and then from the west back to the east, and after chasing for a while, he could not find Luoyang's back.

"It's fast, but how do you run next?"

Tuohu flicked the jade ring on his little finger, squinted his eyes, and hid all the ill intentions and murderous intentions.

Luoyang moved forward rapidly along the winding mountain road, and avoided left and right from time to time under the reminder of the autumn cicada, and the dark red meat vines fell into the air, knotted together out of thin air, competing with each other, and once broken, there was a long-lasting wail.

At the foot of the sea of clouds, a dilapidated stone bridge spanned the bottomless abyss, and after crossing the stone bridge, the tortuous and illusory boundary gate was close at hand.

"Come, fight me!"

Blindfolded with blood-stained strips of cloth, a young swordsman with one hand and a bony scarlet hand jumped out of the sea of clouds, reaching out and holding two long swords, one red and one white, completely blocking the stone bridge that allowed one person to walk.

"Please!"

Luoyang glanced at the swordsman's long sword, slowly raised the heavenly sword, the sharp sword pointed at the swordsman's eyebrows, and before he could make a move, the sword light of one red and one white staggered together rose into the air, erasing the mountain through the remnants left by Luoyang.

"Wanjing people are gone!"

The swordsman put away his sword, skimmed the afterimage that flashed in the air, and saw no movement, hundreds of sword lights fell into the dim sky, forcing Luoyang, who was heading straight for the boundary gate, to retreat.

"Kill me or be killed by me, you have only two options!"

"Please. ”

Luo Yang, who was standing in front of the boundary gate, turned around and stared at the swordsman's strip of cloth, the heavenly sword moved lightly, swiftly and without a trace, and the light and dark sword light fell from the front and back of the swordsman.

"Wanjing people are gone!"

The swordsman was still the same move, a white and a red sword light collided with the same bright and dark sword light, causing the sea of clouds to boil.

The Demon Emperor glanced at Emperor Yan, who closed his eyes and was hanging high, and then looked at Tuo Hu with a cold smile, affirmed the guess in his heart, and said, "This is the Sect Master of the Heavenly Remnant Sword Sect who gambled with the Jade Emperor before the Qi Tian Sword Immortal, made a big fuss in Dragon City, and seriously injured the flying general, right?"

Emperor Yan was still silent, as if he had never heard of it, the Jade Emperor and the young patriarch remembered that past at the same time, before the Monkey King Sword Immortal, Zhao Yu was the only young sword cultivator who could kill through the four imperial army formations, and the only sword cultivator who could seriously injure the Dragon City flying general.

Legend has it that he once fought in Qi Tianxiang, and after the war, he disappeared and looked for traces, why did he come to the underworld?

"Death and life are also great, he pursues his own sword and doesn't want to die, so he threw himself into the underworld, changed his bloodline, changed his life, and now he is stronger than he used to be!"

Emperor Yan knocked on the armrest, Tuohu got up, saluted respectfully to the supreme emperors, and said proudly, this is the most loyal eagle dog of the Tuo family, and it is also the sharpest sword in the hands of the Tuo family!

Originally, he could live for a long, long time, but now, as long as he can kill Luoyang, he will be able to use everything.

The clear sword light tore through the sea of clouds, the red and white dome was shattered by a sword, Luoyang carried the sword, walked on the rugged mountain road, and ran against the boundary gate.

Zhao Yu smiled and raised his long sword, staring at Luoyang, his steps became faster and faster, his body was like a flash of light, and he appeared in front of Luoyang.

"Wanjing people are gone!"

The red and white sword light swept across the void, colliding with the pure sword light that was like a line of water and sky, and the sea of clouds swirled and scattered, and the glow of light in the sky gradually fell.

Zhao Yu and Luoyang retreated to the sides, holding their swords, staring at the Qiu Chief in front of them, and a chuckle gradually appeared on their solemn faces.