Shulotel didn't speak, thinking frantically in his mind.
When you close the door, you can get the full help of the four-level underworld, although this promise is hundreds of years later. But... it's a good choice, isn't it
However, if an artifact is added...
Click, click... The sound of the second hand rang in the ears of every yin. Xu Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, but his spirit was highly concentrated. Yang Jiye's army was staring at the giant gate.
The final attitude of Shulotel represents everything.
No one expected that Xu Fu was so strong that he broke his wrist, and the judge's pen said he would let it go. Even if he is not a loyal minister, he has to praise him. The other party knows the three flavors of the word willing.
In the palace, Shulotel tapped the back of the chair lightly with his fingers, and after dozens of seconds, the huge figure seemed to smile.
Still a good choice.
Pluto does not ask about world affairs, and desperately finds a way to continue his life. Any underworld who dares to set foot on the American continent will be regarded as a provocation. But... Depends on what it is.
They weren't crazy enough to when Yama stole the artifact and entered America, and dared to resist the thunder and wrath of the underworld of China.
That's not a life extension, that's a death sentence.
This kind of thing goes overseas and will definitely trigger a regional war. As for the powder keg of America, once it is lit, it will never stop... The hands of the major underworlds in the world will reach out. And they, the gods of death under the command of the Hades, are obviously not ready.
"That's why... Kukulkan didn't tell me this... Because he calculated that I would definitely choose this. As expected of my brother..." He licked his lips, and his grand voice spread across the barrier like thunder: "fall The lock of the eagle and the viper, blockade... the tenth floor."
"I'm sorry..."
"You… must die here."
"This is my answer."
His voice seemed to be talking to himself, but in reality, it spread throughout the entire Shulotel barrier like thunder. The sound waves were like giant palms, playing with the waves, causing a tsunami of more than ten meters.
In an instant, those eagle warriors who had buried their heads suddenly raised their heads, and the seemingly random bows and crossbows were slightly skewed, changing from controlling the audience to... aiming at the key points of Xu Fu's whole body!
Immediately afterwards, they all let out an angry shout, and countless blood-colored brilliance spread from their whole bodies, converging into a sun tattoo on their faces.
boom! ! The majestic yin swept across the Eight Wastes and Liuhe, and even the nearest Xu Fu, his robes flew straight back, and narrowed his eyes. A cold breath came out of his slightly opened mouth.
"This is... Tezcatlipoca (the first sun god of the Aztec gods) the golden army of the sun..." He gritted his teeth, even if it was him, facing thousands of eagle warriors The golden army formation of the sun can't help but tremble. However, his eyes did not fall on it, but on the door.
That pale stone door seemed to come alive at this moment! In an instant, it was decomposed into dozens of fragments, and they were suspended in the doorway in a messy but very regular manner. The rear is not a void, but... a tragic ghost fire.
brush! In the next second, countless miserable green ghost fires frantically spurted out of the gap and spread wildly along the barriers on both sides. In a matter of seconds, the entire barrier has been ignited into an endless beacon tower. Countless ghosts cried, and the shrill cries resounded through them, as if Feng were coming again.
In the gate, the broken stone gate fragments twisted and rotated, and countless blood-red vines lingered around from all directions. Form them into a spooky symbol.
Ka... With a soft sound, a golden vertical pupil appeared in the symbol.
"Heh..." Xu Fu closed his eyes and shook his head with a wry smile.
This is the lock of the eagle and the viper, the highest defense of the Shulotel barrier, even if the five Yamas join forces to attack for a month, it will not collapse. Known as the first barrier in the Pacific Ocean. From one to ten layers... According to legend, only one person passed the ten layers of defense.
The second Hades.
Except for him, no matter Thanatos, Anubis, Yama, who came here, all waited for the barrier to open. This is the heyday of the American continent, the glory created by all the gods of death in the five solar eras. Highest vigilance. Attacking the Shulotel barrier will be regarded as a provocation to the underworld of America.
Now, stopped in front of himself.
Xu Fu looked at the exquisite pocket watch.
The last ten seconds.
The Wuyang explosion should have started the prelude to destruction. By yourself... You have at most half an hour to get out of here.
"Since there is no way to retreat, then there is no need to retreat." At this moment, the wind around him seemed to stop, and his voice seemed to freeze. The aura belonging to Yama high-level, instantly swept the audience like a violent storm! A tsunami of tens of meters exploded!
Sha... His hand grabbed the void, and a blue long sword was drawn out from the void, every inch, the void screamed desperately. He looked at the Yang family generals and more than a dozen treasure ships with the same eyes as dead people, and said with a smile: "This is the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other..."
The one who responded to him was the Yang family army under the command of Yang Jiye, the king of Luzon, the underworld of Huaguo, who shouted angrily. All the shadows are shrouded in white brilliance.
For each yin, the yin qi on the body increased wildly, and under the feet, black and white qi spread, connecting all the yin qi into one. The momentum is not big, but it has a mysterious and mysterious feeling.
In the palace above the giant gate, Xiuluotel's ghost fire jumped slightly and took a deep breath: "The top military formation in the underworld of China... Wu Mu. Wasn't it long lost?"
Yes, it was originally lost.
However, it was rediscovered by the third King of Hell in Zhu Ming's relics.
"Wu Mu..." Xu Fu licked his lips, the terrifying infuriating energy lingered all over his body, his robes danced like black hair and black crows, and he took a step into the air: "Try the sword of the poor road?"
At this moment, the world instantly lost its voice.
A Yama high-ranking full-strength shot has surpassed the speed of sound, as fast as a white horse passing through the gap. In the whole world, only a dazzling sword mark can be seen.
The world is like a bright moon, and the sword marks are like nicks.
The notch that chopped the bright moon into pieces.
If you don't move, you will die, if you move, you will kill!
The fire of Xiuluotel suddenly flashed, and the youth of this sword could not be described. It was a short-lived flower in full bloom on the moonlit night. After a sword, the entire sea... unexpectedly appeared an unfathomable sword mark!
A sword divides the sea!
On the opposite side of him, thousands of bodies bathed in black and white brilliance, with a deafening "Kill!!", just like a hidden dragon coming out of the abyss, without hesitation, rushing towards this sword!
The snow-white True Qi and the pitch-black Yin Qi instantly dyed this sea area into a Senrao Hell.
… … … … … … …
Screaming, running, crashing.
Pengqiu, has come to the eve of the era of destruction. Countless ghost people rushed out screaming from the bustling Poncho like crazy. It has been expanded to the gate of the seventy-two roads, and the yin spirit is like a tide, crying, exclamation, and screaming are endless.
"Let it go! Let it go!!" "Run! Run! Look at Pengqiu Port!" "Who can't see it! Run! I don't want to die again!" "This What the hell happened? How could this be?"
On the tower, all the Yin soldiers gritted their teeth and watched the people below run first. They have already escorted Gou Yongjun to leave first, and the other party is now three kilometers away from Pengqiu, calling for government officials to gather the fleeing ghosts desperately.
In the air, Qin Changxin gritted his teeth and watched all this, his heart was like a drop of blood.
Pengqiu... This city, he also has feelings, this is the base for the development of the underworld, how prosperous it is
However, after this nuclear explosion, how much is left
"It's almost there. Father." Qin Xinzhong didn't know when he had arrived at his side, and he cupped his hands and said, "Please... take away the Lijing Palace."
Qin Changxin did not speak, but looked down. It was there that the ghost people escaped by a tenth. In the center of the city, there is a huge gully, and only three or four out of ten ghost people rush through the gully.
He looked to the other side of the gully.
That is the location of the port of Poncho. There, countless ghost people screamed and rushed out crying. And at a distance of one kilometer from there... a huge ball of light, like the rising sun, roared the entire Pengqiu Port!
Countless Yin Qi and True Qi lingered around it, and the space was distorted. This ball of light is two or three kilometers in size. The terrifying suppression and the ultimate strength made him feel short of breath even after being so far away.
"Father, we can't wait any longer!"
Qin Changxin shook his head, his hands clenched quickly, and he murmured words. And with his voice, the entire Pengqiu City trembled suddenly, and then, like an ink painting, it desperately flew towards Lijing Palace.
Salalah... It's like a low tide, what Lijing Palace copied is just the Shanhaiguan that Fengdu used to be. However, over the past six years, too much has been rebuilt on this land. When the tide of this ink wash passed, countless buildings left the earth abruptly, like the apocalypse wasteland.
"This is our hard work..." He sighed, his hands suddenly joined together, between heaven and earth, a splendid brilliance illuminated the earth, and the scarlet shock wave spread suddenly, and then, it turned into a little rain of light and fell down. . And the main city of Pengqiu, which was more than 100 square kilometers, disappeared without a trace.
Only a simple bronze mirror in his hand remained.
"Let's go!" Without saying a word, he pulled Qin Xinzhong up and left immediately. I can't bear to see the fear of the ghost people below who haven't escaped the line. Because... There is only one minute left before the nuclear explosion of Poncho!
On the ground, countless ghost people were still running wildly, the cries were endless, the screams were deafening, and the ghost people who fled to the distance, gasping for breath, looked at Pengqiu with frightened eyes.
They saw... the scene of the ghosts fleeing, and they also saw... at the other end of the gully, outside Pengqiu Port, that lonely figure.
He just stood there.
There is no one Yin soldier around, only him is left, and in front of him is the return light ball that has swelled to the extreme.
It's like a day-to-day praise.
Obviously from a distance, it was just a black spot, but this black spot gave all the ghost people confidence. He is so small, yet so tall. The wind lifted his bloody cloak, and his posture never changed.
Because, everyone knows that this is the strongest combat power in the underworld, and the six-party ghost king is here!
He did not retreat.
Therefore, Gou Yong's army did not retreat, and that's why... the ghost people gathered by Gou Yong's army all stared at the figure.
They are asking, they are praying.
You stand there, you must... can stop it
We don't want to die again.
This is our home, the home we have worked so hard to build. We entrust everything to you!
On Zhao Yun's shoulder, he squatted and listened.
"The last thirty seconds." Tingting suddenly said.
The radiant sun has been twisted to an outrageous extent, and the power of expansion is enough to make any yin poor feel the chills.
This is the ban level.
"Aren't you going?" Zhao Yun said quietly: "You are too reluctant. Your strength... at most is no more than three or four of the ten in the heyday."
"Let's go?" Di Ting laughed loudly: "Zhao Guiwang, I am a protector of the country! When will it be your turn to order me to leave?"
Zhao Yun smiled. At this moment, the majestic sun in front finally burst into a golden light of destruction!
In an instant, swallow everything!
At the same time, Zhao Yun and Di Ting burst out with yin energy all over their bodies! Without a trace of reservation, under the bright sun, the shadow of the underworld was pulled out abruptly!