"Boy, what do you want to do?"
With a sway of the palm of the man’s hand, he sacrificed a spear with shining light, and said in a very cold voice: "Stop it for me, are you trying to crash the whole tongue-out hell?"
"Go away."
Lin Muyu's voice was even colder: "If you don't want to die, don't influence me."
"I heard that you... are looking for Qin Yin?" Fujun sneered.
"So what?"
"That little girl Qin Yin has been sent to Youquan by our Majesty Donglin Ghost Emperor. Her life has reached the end and there is no need to reincarnate. Why, don't you want to challenge your Majesty Ghost Emperor?"
"What are you talking about?!" Lin Muyu suddenly stopped his offensive on the ground, and his heart became a mess, and asked: "Xiaoyin was sent to Youquan?"
"Yes, it happened an hour ago, and now her soul should have rotted into loess in the quiet spring!" Looking at Lin Muyu's grief and indignation, the man felt a kind of distorted pleasure in his heart, and laughed loudly. Said: "Why... Is she your woman? Haha, interesting and interesting, but today not only your woman is gone, even your life, Lao Tzu, too! A mere god, dare to do a masterpiece in the ghost realm Fu, I think you are bored with life, come on, let you see how powerful my Feng Xing Palace is!"
The spear tip of the spear shook slightly, and suddenly a milky white flower of the law of the wind was blooming, and the divine power was moving. This is also a mansion with a god cultivation base!
Lin Muyu stabilized her mind. Although the Feng Xing Mansion said that Qin Yin was sent to Youquan, it is not necessarily true. She must be calm, and talk about it after passing the test before him.
Behind Feng Xing Fujun, a group of ghost dragon leaders and ghost soldiers shouted: "Master Fujun is mighty, slaughter this stinky boy, and dared to break into the ghost realm without permission, it is simply seeking his own death!"
Lin Muyu couldn’t be clearer. The mansions in the ghost realm were so rampant, undoubtedly because the power of the strangers in the ghost realm would be restrained by death. Even the power of the gods in the ghost realm would be greatly reduced. It’s not bad that the god of the gods came to the ghost realm to display 50% of the power, and his supreme status was more than one rank higher, and he was able to sacrifice 80% of the power, almost, it was more than enough to kill this Fengxing Palace.
"Suffer to death!"
The Feng Xing Fujun stepped forward in a conflict, and a huge field of aura spread around his figure, which was like a rope, constantly restraining Lin Muyu's body, and at the same time, the spear in his hand was stunned, and he went straight to Lin Muyu's heart, so cruel. , Is this trying to kill with one blow
"Think beautiful!"
Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing, the domain aura whizzed out, directly blowing away the domain coercion created by the wind-shaped mansion, the star sword flashed across his chest like lightning, "when" a spark splashed, and the opponent His spear shook open, and at the same time his left palm was condensed into a knife, deceiving his body, containing flames, which was a violent blow that smashed the opponent's shoulder.
"Boom!"
The flames splashed all over, Feng Xing Fu suffered a big loss, and severe pain came from his shoulder. Lin Muyu's shot was hit by twenty waves, which made him very unbearable, but Feng Xing Fu has gone through a lot of battles and turned around. Stabbed with the cone of the spear tail and went straight to Lin Muyu's lower abdomen.
The dragon blood battle shield condensed in an instant, abruptly blocking the blow of Feng Xing Palace, but when the power dissipated, a quiet wind surged from the surroundings, wrapping around Lin Muyu's body like a long snake. It is the secret technique of Feng Xing Mansion.
"Taste the taste of snake kiss!" Feng Xing Mansion laughed loudly.
Lin Muyu stunned slightly. This wind snake is a very pure wind energy, and ordinary power can't be shaken at all. Thinking of this, Lin Muyu gave up the original defense, the sword swayed backwards, and the golden light all over his body rose sharply. A huge golden wheel appeared underneath, it was the divine wheel dominated by the supreme!
It’s just that this god wheel is much smaller than when it was used for the first time, but its power is not diminished. Lin Muyu became more and more familiar with this energy during continuous practice, and naturally he became more and more proficient in his control. As soon as the wind snake energy was destroyed and rotten to pieces, as Lin Muyu's palm moved, the god wheel flew out and directly blasted towards Feng Xing Palace!
"how is this possible?"
Feng Xing Mansion was shocked, how could the god of the mortal world use the god wheel, that is the ability exclusively for the power of the god emperor!
"Boom!"
The divine wheel swept across, and the monarch of the wind-shaped palace vomited blood, he was already seriously injured, and his figure suddenly retreated behind him. It was Lin Muyu's blade sweep, which directly smashed the armor on the back of the wind-shaped palace. A tragic sword mark appeared on his back, wounds and wounds, Feng Xing Palace had almost lost his combat power in a moment.
"Where is Xiaoyin?" Lin Muyu opened her left hand, holding the shoulder armor of Feng Xing Mansion in the air, and asked faintly.
"Hey… "
Monarch Feng Xing Fu coughed violently, coughing up a lot of blood, and said miserably: "This is the ghost realm, not your mortal realm. If you dare to come here and die, even though Qin Yin has the status of a master god, It's just a ghost. Entering the Youquan is death. If you don't enter the Youquan, then wait to be the impunity of our mansions. We will play with her body and let her feel the ultimate happiness of the ghost realm, cough... "
He is looking for death.
At this time, words to stimulate Lin Muyu in the frenzy, what is it if he is not looking for death? As Feng Xing Fu was talking while coughing, a sharp sword had already pierced into his heart. As a god, his self-protection ability was very strong. Feng Xing Fu felt a series of 17 waves of self-protection in his chest. The impact came to counter Lin Muyu, but no matter how he could resist it, Lin Muyu was a supreme character, but Feng Xing Fujun was just a mortal character.
"Any last words?" Lin Muyu asked lightly.
"I'm going to you..."
When the monarch of the Wind-Shaped Mansion spurted blood and was about to scold again, Lin Muyu's power burst out instantly. Under the bombardment of the supreme divine power, the whole body of the Wind-Shaped Mansion suddenly turned into a cloud of blood, a golden wind law. The character of a mortal appeared in the air briefly, and was caught by Lin Muyu's hand and threw it into the universe bag.
"Master Fujun!!"
A group of ghost dragon chiefs and ghost soldiers were stunned, but none of them dared to step forward, a god who could easily kill a god-level palace monarch, none of them dared to provoke them.
Lin Muyu glanced at the ghosts faintly, lifted the long sword and rushed to the pit on the ground again, lifted the divine power and slammed down a sword violently, and suddenly the wall of the plane trembles continuously. After counting the swords, he said, "In the light, the Wall of the Plane has been blasted a big hole abruptly by Lin Muyu, and he rushed in without looking back, without hesitation.
The leader of a group of ghost dragons was stunned.
"What to do...Where is this kid sacred, he can actually kill Fengxing Mansion, Fengxing Mansion is one of the strongest mansions under Donglin Ghost Emperor!"
"What else can I do? Go and report to your Majesty the Ghost Emperor immediately, saying that the kid broke into the eighteenth hell and has brutally killed Feng Xing Fujun!"
"Okay, it can only be so..."
…
The second layer of eighteen layers of purgatory, the hell of scissors.
Countless sinners whose fingers had been cut off were constantly wailing. At the same time, there seemed to be more and more hunters in the air of Scissor Hell. Countless ghost dragon leaders and some evil spirits with wings on their backs kept flying by. pass.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a violent thunder in the sky. Accompanied by lightning and flames, the sky seemed to be torn open. A beautiful girl stepped into the sky with a long whip and looked at the dense crowd on the earth in surprise. This Scissor Hell seemed to be much smaller than the first floor, and it was almost to the end at a glance.
"Someone is trespassing in hell! Hurry up, catch her, it's a woman!"
"kill!"
There was a noisy sound in the air, and countless ghost dragon leaders slammed over.
Tang Xiaoxi couldn't help crying secretly. There is nothing terrifying about the ghost dragon chiefs. The scary thing is their number, thousands. It is easy to kill one ghost dragon chief, but after killing ten or a hundred, there is still power to deal with the next. Is it dangerous
"Use a lancet to project!" the ghost dragon chiefs roared.
Everyone pulled out their long spears from the bag on the side of the dragon's back. This is a special-made spear, with a feather on the tail. The tip is very sharp, glowing with cold light, and projected in a whistling whistle.
Tang Xiaoxi hurriedly flew to dodge, his beautiful figure resembling a butterfly dance among flowers, avoiding all his guns, but densely populated ghosts appeared on the ground, and they were ghosts that looked like frogs. Tang Xiaoxi was careless. One of the ghost soldiers "hulled" out a 100-meter-long tongue and wrapped it around Tang Xiaoxi's snowy legs, a piece of it getting wet.
"Well, disgusting..."
Tang Xiaoxi hated this disgusting thing. With a gentle flip of his palm, the law of flame surged, and a rain of fire began to fall in the sky, igniting the barren grass on the surface, and suddenly those jumping ghosts were in the flames. Howling miserably, Tang Xiaoxi's guidelines are actually very simple, then clean up the disgusting things, not to mention where there is a good person in this hell of scissors, except for himself.
While setting fire while looking into the distance, Tang Xiaoxi soon found a cave in the shape of a beast's mouth, which was filled with a breath of space domain, which was the entrance!
However, Tang Xiaoxi didn't fly directly, but took a group of ghost dragon leaders and set a circle of fire around the entire second-tier hell, waiting for the entire Scissor Hell to become a sea of flames before leaving with satisfaction.
"Whee… "
A ray of golden light flickered through Tang Xiaoxi's beautiful eyes. She was a nine-tailed demon fox, a demon in her own right. After doing a little bad thing, she felt so happy, and the demon power in her body also became joyful.
On the ground, countless ghost soldiers looked at Tang Xiaoxi and cursed.
"You evildoer!"
"Bad things, it's too bad!"
"Devil, you have to come down and take off your skirt to fight with me for five hundred rounds!"
But Tang Xiaoxi ignored them, and flew into the entrance of hell, heading to the third floor.
…
"Boom!"
There was another thunder in the sky, and I saw the light and shadow of a Haotian long sword passing through the air, as if the sky was split by a sword. The next moment, Lin Muyu was covered in flames and stepped into this field. , But saw that there was also a sea of fire below, she couldn't help frowning: "What's the situation, it's so lively..."