"What a magic sword! It really deserves to be the Great Ancestor of the Troll Clan! Since that's the case, then you can also try my magical powers!" Wang Xuan's face calmed down again, and his hands began to form seals.

Wang Xuan, although he is only a newcomer to the Great Perfection of the Initiating Dao, he can be regarded as the top group of people in the wilderness. Such monks who have comprehended the path of perfection are already standing at the pinnacle of the Barbarian Continent, although some people have strong combat power, and some people have slightly weaker combat power, but they have all cultivated to the extreme, and there is no room for improvement.

Thinking about how many living beings there are in this wild continent, trillions, ten trillions, trillions, trillions, trillions, I'm afraid that these trillions of creatures are only one race, and there are too many creatures in the entire barbarous continent............

And among so many living beings, there is already only one in ten thousand who can cultivate to the second step, and there are even fewer who can cultivate to the peak of the second step, and the heat in the late stage of the Beginning Dao is even rarer.

Like Wang Xuan, when he had already broken through the late stage of the Beginning Dao and entered the most pinnacle of the wilderness, there were already less than a hundred people!

How can such a cultivator be an ordinary person? Whether it is experience, mentality, or mental nature, they are all superhuman, and few people can compare with them.

Lin You's Dingtian Demon Sword was certainly powerful, but Wang Xuan was definitely not afraid of this magic sword. Lin You has Lin You's ability to press the bottom of the box, and he Wang Xuan also has it!

Seeing that the Dingtian Demon Sword was getting closer and closer to him, especially the figure of the Jiuyang Troll, his hands were combined into a giant fist, and his fist was like a dragon, and the galloping momentum shook the heavens and the earth!

The punch of the Nine Yang Trolls had completely knocked down the blow of the Origin Perfection Cultivator. And this blow is not a casual blow, it is a full blow from the Monk of the Great Perfection of the First Path!

I saw Wang Xuan's hands folded, and his eyes suddenly closed. It doesn't seem to care about this Dingtian Demon Sword at all, nor does it care about the Jiuyang Troll figure composed of this Demon Sword, Demon Knife, and Demon Qi.

Just like this, his eyes were closed, his hands were folded, and it seemed that none of them had anything to do with him Wang Xuan, and it seemed that none of them were aimed at him Wang Xuan.

The Dingtian Demon Sword was getting closer and closer to Wang Xuan, and a smile appeared on Lin You's face. This kind of supernatural power, unless he exerts an extremely powerful defensive skill, he can't resist it at all, even if he is the Great Perfection of the Origin Path!

And the Dingtian Demon Sword is getting closer and closer, even if he uses his defensive magic power at this time, it must not be as effective as it is in advance, it can be said that this blow is enough to suppress him.

The situation began to reverse, and Lin You's mood was naturally very good. The momentum on his body is getting stronger and stronger, and the killing intent is becoming more and more obvious. Lin You wants to solve Wang Xuan as much as possible, first, to take revenge, and second, Lin You wants to find Yan Leshi. Leaving her alone at the entrance of the border domain of the Barbarian Domain, Lin You was not at ease!

When the Dingtian Demon Sword was less than ten zhang away from Wang Xuan, Lin You's heart was also getting more and more excited. He didn't believe that Wang Xuan could still deal with it!

Moreover, this Dingtian Demon Sword was not Lin You's last killing move, and he still had a lot of skills that he hadn't developed. This blow doesn't need to hit it hard at all, just play the disadvantage, and it's enough!

When the Dingtian Demon Sword was less than ten zhang away from Wang Xuan, Wang Xuan also suddenly began to seal, his eyes opened suddenly, and his mouth also shouted loudly: "Ten Kings Palace, Wheel King! Outside the Wojiao Stone in the Netherworld, due east, the five turbid worlds!"

As soon as the words fell, a black phantom immediately appeared in the sky. The phantom couldn't see his face clearly, but he just looked at the dead qi on his body, and with one blow to that powerful cultivator, he was clearly an extremely powerful monk!

It was also when this phantom appeared, Lin You's Dingtian Demon Sword suddenly slowed down a lot. Originally, it should have hit Wang Xuan's body in an instant, but now due to the slowdown, he only advanced three zhang!

Wang Xuan's face remained unchanged, and he continued to seal, and continued to say in his mouth: "The Ten Kings Palace, the King of Equality, is in charge of the Great Undersea, the Great Hell under the Wojiao Stone in the southwest. ”

"The Palace of the Ten Kings, the King of the City, is in charge of the bottom of the sea, the great heat and annoyance of the Great Hell under the Wojiao Stone in the west. ”

"The Hall of the Ten Kings, King Taishan, is in charge of the great seabed, the hot hell under the Wojiao Stone in the north of Ding. ”

"The Ten Kings Palace, the King of Bian Cheng - is in charge of the bottom of the sea, and the great hell is under the wojiao stone in the north. ”

"The Hall of the Ten Kings, the King of Yama - is in charge of the bottom of the sea, and the great hell under the wojiao stone in the northeast. ”

"The Hall of the Ten Kings, the King of the Five Senses - the one who rules the hell at the bottom of the sea, the Hell under the Wojiao Stone in the east. ”

"The Hall of the Ten Kings, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty - the master of the bottom of the sea, the black rope hell under the Wojiao stone in the southeast. ”

"The Hall of the Ten Kings, the King of Chujiang - the master is at the bottom of the sea, and the living hell under the Wojiao Stone in the south. ”

As Wang Xuan's voice came out, eight phantoms appeared. These eight phantoms are not weaker than the previous Wheel King phantom, each phantom has the momentum of the Great Perfection of the Beginning Dao, after the nine phantoms appeared, Lin You's Jiuyang troll figure composed of the Dingtian Sword, the Hidden Demon Knife, and the Heavenly Evil Qi also stopped suddenly.

Stop, it wasn't what he wanted, it was really that the Nine Void Shadows in front of him were too powerful, so powerful that even the Nine Yang Trolls couldn't move forward!

The scene instantly became deadlocked, and the only smile on Lin You's face disappeared in an instant, and it was still solemn.

I heard Wang Xuan say just now, this is the palace of the ten kings, which means the ten kings! Now there are only nine kings, and there is still one king missing. Intuition tells sù Lin You, this last king is definitely the most powerful.

At this moment, the speed of the seal in Wang Xuan's hand increased sharply, his face became more and more solemn, and his voice was even heavier to the point of being a little strange.

"The Palace of the Ten Kings, the head of the Ten Kings, King Qin Guang! is in charge of the books of longevity and premature death, birth and death in the world, and unified management of the punishment in the underworld and the auspicious and evil in the afterlife. Hall of Ghost Judgment. In the middle of the sea, outside the Wojiao Stone, on the black road of Huangquan in the west. The gathering of the ten kings is for my way, the way of the underworld!" Wang Xuan said in a deep voice, and the disappointment of the earth gradually appeared.

And at the moment when King Qin Guang appeared, Lin You's Jiuyang troll figure suddenly began to tremble. This is a tremor that can't bear the pressure, and it is even more trembling at the gathering of these ten kings and the way of the underworld!