The white light did not appear for a long time, but it gave Wu Qiutian a good buffer time, and the soul fragments in the sea of consciousness were devoured by the ancestral spirit, and the muscles on his body began to squirm a little, slowly growing back out.

King Chu Jiang was furious, and personally struck, with an extra turquoise knife in his hand, and the big knife rotated to aim at Wu Qiutian's heart, looking at the posture, he wanted to twist Wu Qiutian into pieces.

The ghost generals gave way one after another, turning into black light and burrowing into the body of King Chu Jiang.

King Chu Jiang's body rotated completely, and he gradually couldn't even see the most basic body shape clearly.

"Drill the heart wave!" King Chu Jiang let out an angry shout.

Wu Qiutian shouted: "Laugh at the people, laugh at the people, bow down, destroy the sky, and the sky will break when you are angry!"

The two huge momentum collided together, forming a huge shockwave, and the bodies of the ghost generals who had not had time to enter the body of King Chu Jiang around them were torn apart, and finally disappeared completely, turning into an endless black mist over the Nine Netherworlds.

The white light was sheng, and the momentum on Wu Qiutian's body skyrocketed, and King Qin Guang was a little relieved: "Haha, this kid is about to break through."

The blue glow swept away the black mist that shrouded the Nine Netherworlds, turning into blue giant snakes, bombarding Wu Qiutian's body headlessly.

Gan Qi automatically flew up and became much larger, completely blocking Wu Qiutian.

The thunder and lightning smashed on the dry qi and made a unique sonorous sound of steel, and after carrying several tears the thickness of the water tank, Lao Hei let out a sigh: "Boy, I can't do it, it's up to you next." ”

Wu Qiutian said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I'm here." ”

The thunderbolt continued to attack, and Gan Qi fell to the ground, there was no dust on the ground, and after smashing down, Gan Qi's handle was facing upwards and standing on the ground of the Nine Netherworlds.

King Chu Jiang was repulsed, but he was not injured, even if he was injured, there were millions of ghosts, and he would be able to recover at any time.

He rushed towards Wu Qiutian, because he saw that Wu Qiutian was suffering from the thunder tribulation, and since it was a breakthrough, it meant that he didn't have the extra strength to deal with himself.

As far as he knew, ordinary monks should not be disturbed in the slightest way when they break through, and he thought to himself: As long as I interrupt this kid's breakthrough, I can't kill him.

A heart blinded by hatred does not think about the consequences of doing things.

This time, King Qin Guang did not let King Chujiang get his wish and blocked King Chujiang's way.

King Chu Jiang said angrily: "Qin Guang, you dare to stop me from going way." ”

King Qin Guang said disdainfully: "Chu Jiang, for the sake of your son being killed, you really can't be bullied by me!" You can't move this kid, if you really want to move, then wait for this kid to break through before moving." ”

King Chu Jiang suppressed his anger, on the one hand, King Qin Guang was not his number one enemy, on the other hand, even if he was angry, he was not sure if he was King Qin Guang's opponent.

While thinking of countermeasures, the afterglow of his eyes unintentionally fell on Xuanyuan Ziyi's body, and King Chu Jiang dodged to avoid King Qin Guang, and King Qin Guang thought that King Chu Jiang had given up the attack and relaxed a little.

Because the position where he dodged was behind him, not where Wu Qiutian was.

The purple-red ghost claws grabbed Xuanyuan's purple-clothed and white-skinned neck in a coma, and Wu Qiutian of the Chujiang Dynasty said sharply: "Wu Qiutian, stop breaking through and abolish your cultivation, otherwise I will kill her." ”

Wu Qiutian naturally saw his movements, and without thinking about it, he gave up his resistance to the Thunder Tribulation, gritted his teeth and said, "I have stopped resisting and let him go." ”

It is basically impossible for a monk to give up on resisting the attack of the Thunder Tribulation and want to continue to block the defense later. But King Chu Jiang did not let go of Xuanyuan Ziyi, and the ghost claw was forceful, and Xuanyuan Ziyi's neck was broken in one fell swoop.

Above the nine heavens, Lu Donghua was restless, and his natal flying sword flew everywhere, beating the splendid palace to pieces.

He stood up and let out an angry roar: "Purple clothes!"

The clenched fists were bulging, and small blood vessels of different sizes appeared on the forehead and neck.

"Emperor, I'll give you an explanation. A voice came from the lowest level of the eighteenth layer of hell under the spot, and only entered Lu Donghua's ears.

Xuanyuan Ziyi is dead?

Wu Qiutian was furious, he stretched out his hand, and the dry relatives on the ground flew into his hands. Lao Hei can't help it, no matter how tired he is, when the master wants to fight, Lao Hei can't slack off.

With thunder and lightning, with anger, with evil energy, Wu Qiutian rushed towards King Chu Jiang at an incredible speed.

King Qin Guang left quickly with all the ghost clans in the first hall, and this place would become a battlefield, if nothing else, all the ghost clans under the command of King Chujiang would become the souls of Wu Qiutian to vent their anger.

"King Chujiang, if you kill my lover, I want you to stay in the palace of King Chujiang. Wu Qiutian made a grand wish, and the giant axe in his hand was raised high, his body became much larger, and he chopped it down with an axe.

The Gang Qi carried by the axe cleverly avoided the place where Xuanyuan Ziyi was, and the moment Wu Qiutian rushed over, King Chu Jiang threw Xuanyuan Ziyi out.

"Give me death!" Wu Qiutian kept slashing with his dry relatives.

The hall master was attacked, and the demon generals and demon commanders under the command of King Chu Jiang ran over to resist King Chu Jiang, but their resistance was really nothing compared to Wu Qiutian's fierce attack.

As soon as the giant axe touched his body, his soul flew away.

One by one, the ghosts will go forward and die generously, just because King Chujiang is their hall master and the god in their hearts.

Millions of ghost generals can't resist the blow of the witch revenge who is angry and red-faced, and 100,000 ghost commanders can't slow down the witch revenge who avenges his beloved.

Kill!

There was only killing intent in his heart, and no one noticed that the evil qi on Wu Qiutian's body had already filled the location of the Nine Netherworld Evil Barrier Platforms for thousands of miles.

One by one, the souls guarded by the ghost guards began to riot, and one by one the unbearable souls began to fight back.

It's messy, the entire Nine Netherworld is in chaos.

At the bottom of the eighteenth layer of hell, a middle-aged man dressed in Confucian costumes was white-faced and beardless, and four vigorous characters were written on the folding fan in his hand.

On his left hand side a handsome woman frowned, and on his right hand a handsome boy bowed his head and said nothing.

"Is it just for them to make such a fuss?" the boy looked down at the middle-aged man, as if muttering to himself.

The middle-aged man shook the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "You don't need to worry about anything, the Nine Netherworld has been calm for so many years, and it's time to make a mess." ”

It seems to be explaining to the boy, but it is said to the girl.

The millions of ghosts above will all fly away, and the 100,000 ghosts are still struggling to support.

King Chu Jiang suddenly felt palpitations at this moment, this decisive young man had brought him too many surprises, and the giant axe he was holding in his hand reminded King Chu Jiang of a human race that had been widely sung by the Shura clan - Xingtian.

He was scared.

This kind of fear comes from the heart, and has nothing to do with cultivation or realm.

While the two were fighting, King Qin Guang snatched Xuanyuan Ziyi's corpse.

The human race entered the hell with his body, and Xuanyuan Ziyi remained motionless.

Also, under the hands of a strong man like King Chu Jiang, Xuanyuan Ziyi, who has cultivated to no more than the third layer of the Thunder Tribulation, wants to survive, which is tantamount to ascending to the sky.

An invisible big hand grabbed Xuanyuan Ziyi's delicate body, just like Xuanyuan Ziyi was floating in the air at this time. King Qin Guang was just about to make a move, but there was an extra voice in his mind: "You don't need to care." ”

King Qin Guang hurriedly evacuated the scope of the second hall with people, and the fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, he didn't want Wu Qiutian to find another channel to vent. After all, Xuanyuan Ziyi's death still has something to do with him.

If Xuanyuan Ziyi stayed by Wu Qiutian's side, then Xuanyuan Ziyi might be injured, but she would definitely not die. If it weren't for King Qin Guang's instructions from a mysterious person, Xuanyuan Ziyi would not have died.

The battle between the two sides is in full swing, Wu Qiutian has a lot of scars on his body, and the ancestral spirit in his body is exhausted and keeps repairing the injuries on his body.

There were more and more dead ghosts, and the black qi floating above the Barrier Platform had solidified, like ink that had not melted.

King Chu Jiang shouted: "Resist me, resist!"

But even he himself was comfortable, how could his men resist Wu Qiutian's attack like a raging storm.

One by one, the ghost handsome were killed, and the next thing was the ghost king.

Wu Qiutian had several triangular forks stuck in his chest, but he was still advancing, and the ground beneath his feet was already red with his blood. The blood from the wound was still flowing down, but Wu Qiutian had no intention of stopping.

The ghost handsome was slaughtered, the ghost king was lost by more than half, and the king of Chu Jiang did not dare to stay in the evil barrier platform for a while, so he took the lead in leaving.

The hall master left, and the judges under his command were not those ghost generals who had no mental awareness, and they also fled.

King Chujiang is dead, and there are Emperor Song and King Yama, but his soul is scattered, and there is really no way to enter the heavens and the earth.

The evil aura was all over the place, and this aura slowly dispersed, and soon, it spread thousands of miles away.

Thirty million miles north of the first hall, in the territory of the Shura tribe, the patriarch of the Shura tribe with a ruddy face and fangs stood up: "Send a bloody order, gather everyone and others to go to the evil barrier platform, if there is any obstruction along the way, there will be no forgiveness!"

A beautiful woman beside the patriarch stood up gracefully: "King, what's going on?"

"He's coming, we can go out. The patriarch could not contain the excitement in his heart, and grabbed the beautiful woman's shoulders and shook them incessantly. The fingers sank into the soft flesh without realizing it, and the woman frowned.

"Who is he?" The beautiful woman, as the favorite concubine of the Shura patriarch, is usually used to asking questions.

At this moment, she didn't notice the bloody aura emanating from King Shura's body.

King Shura raised his eyebrows: "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, come here, first pull this slut down to the seclusion, and don't let it out under the king's edict." ”

The beautiful woman's face changed greatly: "King, why is this so, what did the concubine do?"

King Shura's eyes narrowed slightly: "He is the king of our Shura clan, he is the hope of our Shura clan, you are not qualified to know his identity." ”

After the beautiful woman was pulled down, King Shura straightened his face: "Quickly pass on my bloody order! Welcome my king back!"