Ye Yuxi's mental power swept through the gate of the King of Hell's Palace. There were only eighth- and ninth-level spiritual beings inside. There were no Huang Ling strongmen, so...
"burst!"
Ye Yuxi raised the corner of her mouth and drank in a low voice, cutting off the connection with Huolian in her heart.
Ye Yuxi left a fire lotus in the puppet hall before coming out.
It just didn't detonate immediately, it just had to wait for all the Huang Ling powerhouses to come out.
The muffled thunder-like sound was like a heavy hammer on the heart of the upper echelon of the Palace of Hell!
"Kill them!"
The master of the left hall of the King of Hell's Palace roared angrily, and his iron palm made a whistling sound and struck Ye Yuxi directly.
Ye Yuxi's magic wings shook, and her body brought up a string of afterimages, and the two of them were fighting together.
On the other side, Shi Qing and the Huang Ling puppet each faced a Huang Ling strongman.
For a time, the battle situation was inextricable.
Ye Yuxi and Shi Qing had the advantage in physical skills, and with the assistance of blood thunder, many attacks could be predicted in advance, while the Huang Ling puppet launched a suicidal attack under Ye Yuxi's order.
Even if he exchanges injuries for injuries, he can escape the elder.
Spirits are still rushing out of the gate of the Palace of Hell to join the battlefield.
Most of these people are disciples of the Palace of Hell, and some are captured spirit beings!
Most of those spirit beings were not at level nine. Some of them rushed out just to escape, while others joined the battlefield to fight with the people from the Palace of Hell.
Half an hour later…
The fluctuations in spiritual power outside the Palace of Hell have weakened a lot.
Dead bodies were everywhere, and most of the dead were eighth-level spiritual beings, including imprisoned slaves and disciples of the Palace of Hell.
Those who are still fighting are all ninth-level experts.
Ye Yuxi at this moment...
"Hoo, ho." Ye Yuxi dodged several purple shadows to avoid the opponent's attacks.
His chest was rising and falling violently, and his cloak had long been destroyed in the fierce fight. At this moment, Ye Yuxi was breathing heavily, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Looking at the Zuo Hall Master not far away with a pair of cold eyes, Ye Yuxi thought to herself: No, the old man Huang Ling's late-stage strength is too different between his and mine. I can't beat him if I continue to use this up.
Glancing down below, no one rushed out from the door of the King of Hell's Palace.
At this moment, the master of the left hall was also filled with shock. This woman is so powerful. She has the early Huang Ling cultivation level at such a young age. She must be killed! Otherwise, if the sect owner blames him, it will be over!
The master of the left hall held an iron rod, poured in spiritual power again, and blasted it towards Ye Yuxi.
Ye Yuxi looked at the situation in front of her coldly and made up her mind. In the last ditch effort, she could only use Qianyin Hands!
With a thought, the three-color spiritual power slowly condensed in front of Ye Yuxi.
Boom!
The iron rod was smashed down with the power to split Huashan Mountain. Before it could reach Ye Yuxi, it was resisted by the poisonous body clone.
Ye Yuxi's magic wings shook and flew straight into the sky. Strange fire spurted out from under her feet and slowly condensed at Ye Yuxi's feet. At the same time, the magic wings covered with magic patterns were retracted into her body.
The fire lotus circulates, and Ye Yuxi is like Guanyin descending to earth.
The master of the left hall felt the terrifying temperature above his head, with a look of astonishment in his eyes!
Alien fire? !
She actually has such a trump card.
At this time, the Master of the Left Hall would not simply think that the opponent would attack with fire. It would definitely be a killer move if he could save it until the end!
"drink!"
The master of the left hall yelled angrily, and the iron rod in his hand flew up and down, trying to break through the obstruction of the poisonous body clone.
But at every critical moment, the poison clone would rather attack directly than stand in front of him.
High in the sky, Ye Yuxi's mental power was fully dispersed, and her eyes were full of solemnity.
Suddenly, Ye Yuxi raised her eyes and glanced at the sun. The corners of her mouth curved slightly, and her red lips opened slightly: "Qianyin Hand."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The petals of the fire lotus fell off one by one and kept floating towards Ye Yuxi's palm.