In the forbidden land at the beginning of time, the battle situation entered the white heat. For the ninth son of Juemo Sect, Moruotian used his heritage to summon the ten ancestors of the Underworld.
After a brief silence, the void above the Hades burst apart, an indescribable force erupted, and the world shook.
In an instant, everyone's expressions changed, and they all looked towards the sky above the Hades.
"This is the fourth realm?"
Lin Xiaohan, the head of the Qilin Pavilion, was shocked by the waves rolling in his heart.
"not like"
Ji Yue's expression sank, and said, "But it's almost the same, there is still such a strong man in the Hades"
"What should I do, back out?"
Looking at the increasingly terrifying atmosphere in the sky, Qi Wenzhu, Wu Kui of the Butian Pavilion, said.
"I'm afraid it's too late"
Ji Yue's expression was slightly condensed, and he said, "Retreat now, and die faster, this seat blocks him, you can fight quickly"
After finishing speaking, Ji Yue stepped forward and swept towards the sky above the Hades.
"you can't go"
Moruotian's figure flashed past, trying to stop the way of the Ji Family Holy Master.
Qi Wenzhu stared, and the folding fan in his hand flew out, first blocking the person in front of him.
"Qi Wenzhu, don't think that if you have the name of Wu Kui, you are really the leader of the martial arts. In front of this seat, your word Wu Kui is not worth mentioning." Moruotian looked at the person in front of him and sneered.
"The prestige of the hall master is known to the world, but I also heard that a hundred years ago, the hall master was defeated by a swordsman. It can be seen that the hall master is not really invincible in the world," Qi Wenzhu said lightly.
"court death!"
After being poked into the sore spot, Moruotian's face turned cold, he raised his hand and rolled the black mist, turning into a long black dragon and swallowing him.
Qi Wenzhu's footsteps are turning, his figure is strange and unchangeable, and his whereabouts are unpredictable.
Not far away, Lin Xiaohan, the leader of the Qilin Pavilion, also faced a powerful enemy.
Outside the center of the battle, the Ji family and the two pavilions in the real realm fought against many strong guardians in the Underworld. The battle was so fierce that it was hard to look at it.
In the sky above the most eye-catching Hades Hall, in the cracked space, the heavy and heterogeneous pressure continued to rise, and the Tenth Ancestor of Hades recovered and walked out of the secret realm step by step.
The skinny old man, dressed in ancient clothes, looked extremely old, at least thousands of years old. However, the strong aura fluctuations around the old man's body surpassed everyone present.
The ancient existence that surpassed the peak of the real realm and was infinitely close to the fourth realm was born today and shocked everyone.
"Why wake me up?"
The Ten Ancestors of Hades swept across the battlefield, and immediately looked at the contemporary Master of Hades at the center of the battle, and said lightly.
"The existence of a son is very likely to threaten the Nether Hall in the future, and the Ten Patriarchs are also asked to remove him."
Moruotian shook the battle with a palm and said.
"Who?" The Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld said coldly.
"The world's sword is on the pole, the ninth son of Momen" Moruotian glanced over and guided.
"Prepare two real blood food," the Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld said indifferently.
"Yes"
Moruotian respectfully replied.
After explaining, the Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld turned his gaze back, looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, and said lightly, "Get out of the way, otherwise, die!"
Ji Yue's expression flashed dignified, and said, "Sorry, if you want to pass, defeat this seat first."
"The pinnacle of the real world, a good cultivation base, it's a pity to kill, let's use you to refine the corpse god"
When the words fell, the figure of the Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld passed by in an instant, and an extremely powerful force of law lingered around the body.
Ji Yue's eyes were fixed, and the whole body was full of brilliance, and the martial arts realm that had never been used before was stimulated.
"Scroll of God, God Dances to Heaven"
The gods rolled out, the heaven and the earth moved, Ji Yueyi's breath rose rapidly, and he resisted the palm force that fell from the sky.
The extreme collision, the sky above the Hades, the space collapsed, and the endless nothingness continued to spread, swallowing everything around.
In the aftermath, Ji Yueyue stepped back half a step, and the True Qi surged in his body, but he blocked the old monster's trick in front of him.
"The Scroll of God? You are from the Lingxu Ji family." The Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld looked at the gradually recovering space, and said with a cold expression.
"Ji Yue, the contemporary master of the Ji family, has seen the Ten Patriarchs of the Underworld," Ji Yue said calmly.
"Holy Master Ji Family, huh"
The Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld smiled coldly and said, "As the Holy Master, he would actually go out to attack my Underworld in person. It seems that my juniors have done something resentful, which is in line with the purpose of my Underworld."
"So, this seat is here today, just to seek justice," Ji Yue said lightly.
"justice?"
The Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld looked even colder and said, "It's ridiculous to talk about justice with my Underworld. Holy Master Ji, today's old man's goal is not you, let's go, otherwise don't blame the old man for being merciless."
"Can't let it go"
Ji Yue shook his head and said, "The person you want to kill is the little girl's friend, and since this person is invited by this seat, there must be no accident here. This seat does not want the little girl to hate me for a lifetime."
"Then go to hell first."
Murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Ten Ancestors of the Underworld. He stomped his foot and stepped on a hundred miles of void. The figure swept out, and the breath of death burst out.
When Ji Yueyun transported the scroll of the gods, the blood of the gods burned sharply, and the space around his body was twisted, and the unparalleled divine might rose up into the night, penetrating the sky and the ground.
The palms exchanged, and the shocking sound of the collision sounded. Between the two, a huge black hole appeared, and the laws and space were all labeled as nothingness, shocking the world.
Ji Yue's body took two steps back, a drop of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and he was injured for the first time.
Seeing the existence of the fourth realm, the laws are integrated into one, and it is no ordinary power to contend with. The holy master of the Ji family, who has the blood of the gods and has the scroll of the gods, is actually at a disadvantage.
"Say it again, get out of the way," the Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld said solemnly.
"Can't let it go"
Ji Yueze was still indifferent and refused to give in an inch.
"act recklessly"
The face of the Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld became colder and colder, his body moved, the wind whistled, and his true qi condensed into a terrifying coercion like a substance, rolling the wind and clouds, and the sky was sinking.
With the ultimate move in front of him, Ji Yueyue's whole body was burning wildly, urging a whole body of true essence, and the divine scroll opened again to block the close-up ultimate move.
At this moment, the world suddenly stagnates, and countless sword lights criss-cross, piercing the void, and in an instant, blocking Ji Yue's body.
The next moment, the rumbling sound of vibration sounded, and tens of thousands of sword lights blocked the ultimate move of the Ten Ancestors of the Underworld, and Yu Wei roared, shocking everyone here.
"Senior Holy Master, you have already blocked two moves for this junior, enough is enough, let me do the rest."
Ning Chen came over, looked at the old man in front of him, and said calmly.
"You are the ninth son of Momen? Yes, this old man finally understands why Moruotian can't wait to kill you." The Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld said coldly.
"Senior Lift"
Ning Chen responded politely, his eyes swept across Di Mingtian, who was chasing after him, and said, "Holy Master, I will ask you to deal with that person. If I am not mistaken, the power of Miss Ji's blood is very likely. hide in him"
When Ji Yue heard the words, his expression was stunned at first, and then he looked worried, and said, "Can you stop him?"
Ning Chen didn't say much nonsense, and replied lightly, "I can stop it!"
"Okay, hold on for a while and come back to help you when this seat solves that person."
Ji Yueyue replied, and the figure flashed past, blocking the rear Emperor Mingtian from continuing to approach.
"It's extraordinary to have such strength and courage at such an age. Unfortunately, what this old man likes most is to kill geniuses."
The Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld sneered, and stepped out in one step, the Yin Qi around his body continued to merge into his body, and the laws intertwined, forming a chain of black chains.
"I'm not a genius, I'm just a person who can't die. God can't accept me, neither can you"
Ning Chen waved his hand, Zhu Xian appeared, and the fierce aura on the sword roared, shocking to the extreme.
"Slayer Sword"
The Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld had a slightly condensed expression, but he was not too surprised. A dilapidated immortal sword did not pose much threat to him.
"Swordsmanship, Return to Truth"
The understatement of the voice, the unsurprising sword, the Zhu Xian in Ning Chen's hand, and a sword light burst out of the air, instantly reaching the former's heart.
"Crap"
The Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld turned his palm to block the sword, and with a loud bang, the sword light dissipated and disappeared.
"Swordsmanship, Extreme Heaven"
After one sword, another sword came out again, and the power was also unsurprising.
The Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld Temple frowned slightly, raised his hand to shatter the sword energy, looked at the person in front of him, no longer delayed, the figure flashed, and turned his palm to slap the front.
Ning Chen's expression was inconvenient, his steps were turning, and his figure was on the verge of disappearing, avoiding the former's majestic palm.
"Swordsmanship, Dragon and Bird Change"
A sword slashed, and with the help of phase, Qinglong and Suzaku roared out and swept the front and back.
The eyes of the Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld Temple sank, and he turned around to condense his Yuan, shattering two sword qi with one palm.
This guy is in trouble!
Before thinking about it, the red clothes came over in an instant, the red light on Feng Ming's sword was bright, and the sword fell, and the figure disappeared again.
The Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld turned his palms and shattered the sword energy again, his expression was icy and abnormal, and the world was extremely fast. No wonder Moruotian wanted to kill this person so much, but he was still alive.
Mastering the extreme way and extreme speed, this child is not weaker than the Ji family's holy master, and even more troublesome.
"Do you want to run away like this?"
The Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld looked at the young man whose figure was indistinguishable in front of him, and said sarcastically.
"Senior's cultivation base is unparalleled in the world, of course the junior dare not touch it hard"
Ning Chen took another sword and responded.
The Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld exploded with true energy, scattered the sword energy, and sneered, "How long do you think you can escape, ten moves, or one hundred moves?"
"It doesn't take that much!"
In Ning Chen's hand, Zhu Xian waved again, Ling Lie's sword qi burst into the air, and his power doubled.
The face of the Tenth Ancestor of the Underworld was slightly darkened, and his palms moved, blocking the sword energy suddenly.
"you!"
"Did Moruotian tell you that time is in my hands, senior, what do you think you lack most now?" Ning Chen stopped and said lightly.
"It's not good." When the Tenth Patriarch of the Underworld heard the words, his face suddenly changed. However, it was already too late, but when he saw the surrounding heaven and earth, where the sword light had just crossed, Huang Quan lifted the ban, and the years passed. Within a thousand feet, time was fast drain, engulf the former, which has long dried up
Shouyuan.
"Strong cultivation doesn't mean everything, senior, your weakness is too obvious, above Huangquan, go all the way!" As soon as the words fell, Ning Chen stepped into the air, and Feng Ming waved in his hand, a fatal blow. Sword, burst out of the sky.