Ten Halls of the Underworld, after the Borneo War, more than a month passed, the Ten Halls were quiet, and the masters of the halls were all recovering their bodies and preparing for the next war.
Just when the halls of Yama were cultivating, an urgent report cut through the void and flew towards the Hall of King Yama.
In front of the palace, Nv Chang raised her hand to receive the message, opened it and glanced at it, her calm expression changed immediately.
"Everyone, please come to the Palace of the King of Hell, there is an urgent matter."
The female Chang Yin shook her heart and opened her mouth.
In the halls, one by one Yama opened his eyes, looked at the Hall of King Yama, stood up, and disappeared after a short while.
In front of the Hall of King Yama, one after another figure appeared and walked to the hall.
"Wu Zun, why are you in such a hurry?" Mu Qianshang looked at the female Zun in the hall and asked in confusion.
"Something happened, the magic palace suddenly dispatched troops to the Hongluan star field and directly attacked the Butian Pavilion." Female Chang said solemnly.
"How could this be?"
Luo Xingchen looked shocked, and said, "The four guardians of the magic palace have now lost three of them, and Hua Zhongdie's memory has been lost, and they are not good at leading troops. How come the generals of the magic palace can't lead the army in person. "
"no"
Nu Chang shook her head and said in a condensed voice, "There is a Dikui in the magic palace, and his strength is unfathomable. Now she is leading the army of the magic palace."
"Di Kui?"
Hearing this, Mu Qianshang's expression sank, and he said, "It's really endless, I finally got rid of the two guardians, and another Dikui came. How many powerhouses are there in the magic palace who haven't shown up."
"Zhiming is not here now, it's really troublesome." Luo Xingchen said coldly.
"Calculate the time, he should be back, but, if we rush over now, is there still time?" Mu Qianshang said.
"The strength of the enemy is unknown, and, after the last lesson, the magic palace will definitely be prepared. If we take action rashly, I am afraid that we will fall into the plan of the saint." The female Chang said condensedly.
"The more critical it is, the more the guy who knows fate is not there, it's really worrying." Luo Xingchen said with a worried look on his face.
"rumble"
At this moment, over the Tenth Hall, Shen Jin shook, and a plain-clothed figure appeared, descending from the sky.
"came back"
In the hall, the expressions of all Yan Luo were shocked, and there was joy in their eyes.
After a few breaths, Ning Chen came with Yin'er in front of King Yama's palace, and when he saw the people assembled in the palace, he opened his mouth and said, "What happened?"
"The magic palace has dispatched troops. The leader of the troops is a woman named Di Kui. Now she is leading her troops all the way to the Butian Pavilion." Nu Chang briefly explained the matter.
Ning Chen heard it, frowned slightly, Di Kui, there is a new powerhouse appearing in the magic palace
"Knowing your fate, what should I do now?" Luo Xingchen said.
"I'll rush over to see it myself, so you don't have to follow, it's too late."
The words fell, and Ning Chen's figure flashed. The next moment, in the sky above the Tenth Hall, the divine ban was opened, and the phoenix spread its wings and flew towards the starry sky ahead.
In the south of the Hongluan Star Territory, Wan Mo crossed Borneo and attacked all the way to the north.
The head of all the demons, the lord of the magic palace in black armor, holding a halberd, with brave fighting strength, it is difficult to meet an opponent along the way.
In the magic palace army, Yueyao and Xinghui were guardians of the two sects, helping Di Kui to fight all the way, and quickly moved towards the north.
In just a month's time, the Hongluan Allied Forces had not even regained their senses before they were completely swept away by the torrent of the magic palace, and they were defeated again and again.
The gap between the powerhouses made this battle without suspense. Tens of thousands of demon troops went all the way to the north, and they were about to reach the territory of the Butian Pavilion.
In the Butian Pavilion, the strong men in the Butian Pavilion who retreated again and again looked very heavy, and the two guardians had very ugly expressions. Facing the terrifying offensive of the magic palace, there was nothing to do.
"Pavilion Master, is there still no movement in the underworld?"
A Supreme Master of the Butian Pavilion looked at the Pavilion Master in front of him and said.
"I have already sent the letter with the secret method they left behind, but I haven't received a response yet." The Master of the Butian Pavilion said solemnly.
"The pavilion master really shouldn't have believed them at the time. If we didn't provoke the magic palace, we wouldn't be so embarrassed now." Another Supreme Elder of the Butian Pavilion said with a gloomy expression.
Life and death are in front of each other, and every one of the emperors of Butian Pavilion does not care about the difference of identities, and Daojin is dissatisfied in his heart.
The Master of the Butian Pavilion listened to the complaints one after another, and his face became darker and darker. After a long time, he snorted coldly and said, "Enough, what's the hurry, now that the Butian Pavilion has not died, maybe there will be a turnaround soon. "
"Where is the turning point, do you really count on those people in the underworld?"
The elder Taishang who spoke before said solemnly, "Or, do you expect the ninth son of Momen?"
"presumptuous!"
The Master of the Butian Pavilion turned cold and said angrily.
"Why, can't I count on it?"
At this moment, in the sky, the phoenix roared into the sky, and in the phoenix fire that was burning all over the sky, a figure in plain clothes descended from the sky, looked at the crowd, and said calmly.
"It's you!"
Seeing the figure in front of him, there was no joy on the face of Pavilion Master Butian, and he said coldly.
"Is that how the pavilion master welcomes the reinforcements?" Ning Chen glanced at the elders of the Butian Pavilion and said with a smile, "Everyone, long time no see, stay safe."
"The ninth son of Momen, if you are here just to gloat in misfortune, please leave, otherwise, even if it's a little bit today, I will make you pay the most painful price." Butian Zuofa stepped forward with a cold expression.
"Don't worry, I'm not that free yet. I'm here because I'm entrusted by the kings of the underworld to help you." Ning Chen said sternly.
"you?"
Pavilion Master Butian narrowed his eyes and said, "Where are the Yamas from the Underworld, why didn't they come?"
"It's too late for your letter."
There was a smile on Ning Chen's face, and he said, "The underworld is separated by several star fields. They can't even make a move. They can only ask them to come first."
"Are you alone?" The Master of the Butian Pavilion said condensedly.
"boom"
Before the words fell, a black streamer of light broke down from the sky above the nine heavens and crashed into the ground.
A moment later, the entire territory of the Tianmen Pavilion shook violently, the sky collapsed, and countless cracks criss-crossed, sinking into the ground.
"coming"
In front of the powerhouses in the Butian Pavilion, Ning Chen looked back, looked at the figure that appeared in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that it was just the right time.
But seeing above the nine heavens, the wind was surging, and in the rolling dark clouds, a charming and charming shadow descended from the sky, dressed in exquisite black armor, tightly wrapping the fair skin, like a fairy walking out of the night, making people unable to move their eyes.
Ning Chen looked at the former, a flash of light flashed, is this the Di Kui from the Demon Palace? Judging from his breath, it seems that he is not as scary as that Yang Yuzong, but what is his true combat power
"Today, make up the sky and change the owner! You, the only way is to die!" Di Kui fell to the ground, the earth was difficult to bear its mighty power, collapsed and fell, the black streamer that had previously fallen to the ground flew out from the ground, the magic halberd, the myth of doomsday, reproduced the peerless edge.