The light dissipated, and the two figures slammed into the ground, and as the two of them landed, the eyes of the disciples also moved.

The smoke and dust cleared, and everyone was greeted by a battle covered in blood and tattered robes.

At this time, Zhan couldn't laugh at all, the robe on his chest was all torn, and there was a huge wound on his chest that was slowly healing.

dragged his steps and slowly came to the white figure, the long dark red hair that was covered by blood was also scattered, and he looked up at the cold eyes and smiled bitterly.

"Hurry up, or none of you will be able to leave when he comes."

"You really have an ambush!"

Zhan smiled bitterly and didn't explain too much, just stood in front of Chen Haoran like this.

As soon as his mind moved, the five people sitting in the huge heavenly hall above the clouds suddenly opened their eyes, looked at the thirty temples in the main hall and nodded, and shouted loudly: "Prepare to land!"

"Now, it's time to give Hades a look!"

Looking at the thirty Great Sages and the thousand True Venerable Dragon Soldier disciples who were already ready to go in the hall, a trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of Regret Tian.

"With the glory of the White Emperor, defeat Hades!"

Looking at the disciples with high morale, the expressions of the five people became serious.

"You're prepared, but I'm not prepared?"

Chen Haoran raised his head and smiled at Zhan Senran, who was covered in bruises.

"Jiji, he's right, you can't leave!"

A thick black smoke suddenly rolled up, and then more than a dozen black-robed figures floated in the air around Chen Haoran.

When he looked at the figure that one of the black-robed men had captured, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"What happened to her?"

"It's nothing, it's just a courtesy. ”

The black-robed man said lightly, and his dry palm was slowly released, and Ximen Bixue immediately lost his restraint and fell to the ground.

"Damn!"

A dodge, the figure has come to the bottom of Ximen Bixue, and he opened his hands to catch the other party.

Zhan looked at Chen Haoran's back, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes.

After taking Ximen Bixue, Chen Haoran couldn't help but tremble when he looked at his pale face.

"Hey, wake up!"

patted Ximen Bixue's face, and looked at Ximen Bixue who closed his eyes tightly, Chen Haoran's face was also gloomy.

"Finally, what did you do to her?"

"Jie Ji, you still care about your own safety!"

Pointing at Chen Haoran, the dozen or so black-robed people laughed playfully.

"Hmm"

Ximen Bixue in his arms groaned, his closed eyes slowly opened, and his long eyelashes couldn't help but mist when he saw Chen Haoran.

"I've finally met you"

"What's wrong with you?"

Chen Haoran looked at the bloodless Ximen Bixue and asked anxiously.

"It's okay, it's just weak"

Looking at the two people embracing each other through the light mask, Lin Xueyao and Duanmu Rong felt very uncomfortable at this moment.

Why is there another woman coming out? It seems that Cang still cares about her?

Just when the two women were upset, the two people who were hugging each other outside also separated instantly, and when they took a serious look, they found that Chen Haoran had a short blade with black flames stuck in his chest!

"This, what's going on!"

Looking at the changes outside in surprise, all the disciples inside, including Lin Xueyao and others, also exclaimed in unison.

They really can't understand that one moment they seemed to be embracing each other lovingly, but the next moment they turned into drawing swords to each other.

"Why, Simon Bixue?"

Holding the short blade on his chest, Chen Haoran slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Xueyao, his eyes full of puzzlement.

She has been eroded by the Emperor's Nether Flame, and now she is just a bargaining chip used to plot against you!"

Bloodshot slowly filled the eyeballs, and one of Chen Haoran's eyes had turned into black and white, which looked quite terrifying.

"As long as you are dealt with here, the overall strength of the Holy Emperor will definitely drop significantly, and when the time comes, you will be ruined."

The harsh and annoying sound of strange laughter echoed throughout the Dream Demon Swamp, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

"Who the hell are these?"

Looking at the dozen or so black-robed people, Xuan Zhenzi and the others began to ooze a little bead of sweat on their foreheads.

Although these dozen or so black-robed people seemed to float calmly in the air, without the slightest fluctuation emanating, they could vaguely feel that these dozen or so people were all dangerous existences!

The people on his side were all the sect masters of the Great Sage level, but the dozen or so black-robed people had obviously surpassed themselves and reached another level.

This is the strength of Hades?

A sense of powerlessness quietly surged into everyone's hearts, they both looked at each other bitterly, listening to what they said, on their heads, there was also the terrifying existence of this 'emperor', this underworld, how terrifying is it?

Black and white flames erupted all over his body, intertwined and rushed towards the sluggish Ximen Bixue on the opposite side, looking at the other party's empty eyes, the corners of Chen Haoran's mouth were also overflowing with blood.

"It's useless, only our Nether Flame can unravel her erosion!"

Looking up at the black-robed man in mid-air, after a while, Chen Haoran actually laughed.

The laughter echoed in everyone's ears, and they couldn't hear any meaning, just laughter.

"Thanks for the reminder!"

A look of banter flashed in his eyes, and the black and white flames gushing out of his hands were all replaced by black flames, and in an instant, the raging black flames poured straight into Ximen Bixue's body.

With a sigh of surprise, those black-robed people were also stunned, and then looked at Chen Haoran in a deep voice and said, "You, you really control the Netherworld!"

"Yes, thanks to your prince!"

After devouring all the ghostly flames wandering in Ximen Bixue's body, Chen Haoran was also slightly relieved when he looked at the pretty face that had recovered a little ruddy.

"There shouldn't be a second duplicate experiment in this world, so you must die here today!"

More than a dozen black-robed people shouted in unison, and then the earth trembled, and I saw that above the sky in the distance, a black oppression was quickly covered.

"Phantom Old!"

When Chen Haoran saw such a scene, he also waved his sleeve robe and shouted loudly.

Suddenly, the space next to Xuan Zhenzi and the others suddenly distorted, and the phantom elder also appeared in front of them.

"Take her with you and hurry up and protect them from leaving!"

Nodding, he included the Ximen Bixue sent by Chen Haoran into the light shield, and looked at the sect masters, and said lightly: "Hurry up and use the transfer formation, otherwise, no one will want to get out of here again." ”

Already feeling the strong sense of oppression, the sect masters also hurriedly launched their spells, and in the blink of an eye, a wave of spatial fluctuations also began to surge above the light mask.

"Disciples, don't panic, we will protect you to return to the Middle Domain safely!"

Xuan Zhenzi's deep voice entered the light mask, causing the panicked disciples to also be a little quieter.

Seriously, now the sect masters of Xuan Zhenzi are also suspicious in their hearts, although there is a powerful phantom elder on their side, but they are also a little reluctant in the face of those dozen or so strange black-robed people

At this time, there is a huge gap between the number of people and the strength.

The black cloud also came in an instant, and all the disciples raised their heads and looked fixedly, and suddenly sat on the ground in some horror.

What kind of black cloud is this, it is clearly thousands of black-robed people who are flying over!

And behind these black-robed people, there is also a pair of black dragon wings!

"Dragons?"

Xuan Zhenzi looked at the black-robed crowd in horror, and couldn't help but despair.

Now I'm afraid that the people on my side will not be able to fly

"They are not the dragon clan of your cultivation realm, they are the ancient dragon clan that is even older than the dragon clan. ”

Phantom Lao glanced at Xuan Zhenzi, and then explained lightly.

"An ancient dragon clan that is older than the dragons?"

Looking at the group of black-robed ** Jun Xuan Zhenzi also began to tremble.

Because the strength of each of those black suppressed armies is above the True Venerable!

What the hell is going on!

Is this to be used to hunt and kill the firmament?

Millions of True Venerable troops, if they go down like this, let alone a small Southern Region, I'm afraid that the entire Xiuzhen Continent will be destroyed by it!

Cang, where are you sacred?

Looking at the black army above the sky, Ximen Bixue also trembled slightly, because if it weren't for her being captured, the Xiuzhen Continent would not have ushered in this catastrophe.

"What the hell are you?"

Just when Ximen Bixue was stunned, Duanmu Rong also shook off the disciples around him to dissuade her, walked forward quickly and grabbed Ximen Bixue's shoulder and shouted.

"He, he's my benefactor"

Ximen Bixue looked at the angry Duanmu Rong and said weakly.

"Hmph, benefactor, since it's your benefactor, why do you hurt him with your blade!"

"Me"

"Forget it, Senior Sister Duan, she was only controlled at that time, and she didn't want to. ”

Lin Xueyao walked out of the crowd, looked at Ximen Bixue and said.

"Thank you"

"No, if you want to thank you, look for Cang. ”

Lin Xueyao helped Ximen Bixue up, and the three girls stood together, each with their own characteristics, and it was seen that those disciples also forgot that the catastrophe was coming, and they all looked at the three girls in a daze.

Looking at the three girls in the distance, the veiled woman's eyes blinked slightly, looking at the majestic white figure outside the thin cover, and the red lips under the veil were also biting gently.

"What I hate the most is the Saint Emperor's gang, since you are his son, then suffer some for him!"

"And that old fellow, don't even think about escaping! I want you to watch the things you protect collapse little by little!"

More than a dozen black-robed people opened their arms and looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, the laughter shook the earth, and a sense of oppression that destroyed everything also suddenly spread out from their bodies, and suddenly the stone platform that had been destroyed into gravel by Chen Haoran and the war also collapsed violently at this time, and the gravel was also instantly squeezed into pieces.

"This, that's their strength!"

Looking at the scene in front of them in horror, Xuan Zhenzi and the others' hearts had almost stopped beating, and the movements in their hands began to slow down.

Are we all going to die here?

"I told you that no matter what I am, you are the most important people to me!"

Pulling out the short blade inserted in his chest, now that Ximen Bixue has been rescued, he has nothing to worry about, and it slowly floats up at the moment, and the short white hair on his head is also fluttering in the wind.

"Come out, my heavenly temple! it's time to appear!"

Hearing Chen Haoran's words, Xuan Zhenzi and the others and everyone in the mask also looked around, expecting a change that would change the situation.

As soon as the words fell, the originally blue sky suddenly became dark, and the thin clouds were also lifted one after another, and a huge sky hall slowly descended under the dull gaze of everyone.

"Protect the hall master and destroy the underworld!"

A loud shout like thunder sounded in vain in the Heavenly Temple, and immediately five white-robed figures smashed to the ground in an instant, and Peng Da's momentum directly rolled up a huge amount of qi.

"Kill Hades!"

With the landing of the five people, thousands of white troops jumped from above the Heavenly Temple in an instant.

Unlike the black-robed army over there, the army that landed above the Heavenly Temple was all dressed in white robes, led by a full thirty figures in white robes and white hats.

Looking at such a grand battle, Xuan Zhenzi and the others were no longer able to speak, and this scene was unforgettable.

The aura emitted by the thirty leading white-robed people was also the same as that of the dozen or so black-robed people over there, and those white-robed armies were also vibrating with white dragon wings, and all of their breath was also above the True Venerable!

This is simply a battlefield for dragons!