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Chapter 1225 Battle!

The great catastrophe of heaven and earth had just disappeared. It was supposed to be the time when major forces regrouped. However, at this time, some people couldn't wait to choose to attack Da Wangshan.

Under the rich black air, everyone's eyes gathered in front of the city gate. The space there slowly tore a big hole open. Then, a huge cold breath rushed into the space like an evil beast, filled with some cold laughter, and it also resounded in this space like thunder.

"The king of Dawangshan has been killed by the King of Hell. I will hand over Dawangshan and spare you all the death."

As the thunder sounded throughout the space, a large group of figures were seen entering the crack of the space, and then turned into streams of light. In a few flashes, they appeared around Dawang Mountain.

Looking up at the group of uninvited guests, the spiritual power in the disciples of Dawangshan was circulating rapidly, and their eyes were filled with solemnity and vigilance.

Yun Bufan and Xiao Yihan looked at each other and looked at the crack in the space, which was still slowly getting bigger. Then, a pair of cow horns appeared, and then a huge monster with gray hair on all fours slowly emerged from it.

The monster's whole body exuded a strong dead aura, with an extremely pungent smell coming from its body, as if countless corpses were piled up together and rotten. A huge momentum soared into the sky, looking down at Dawang Mountain.

"It's the cow's head in the Hall of Yama!" All the onlookers took a breath.

Yun Bufan raised his eyelids and ignored the bullhead and swept his eyes to the large group of people behind him. This time, the Yama Palace was very popular. At least a hundred people present, and among these hundred people, they were all gray-robed ghost messengers, and more than half were the strength of the three turns of the Heavenly Dao. Such a lineup, coupled with the strength of Niuhou, was almost enough to be called terrifying.

However, immediately following him, an old man walked out of the crack again, and his eyes were shining with cold light, as if he had endless resentment.

"Judge, you are not dead yet!" Xiao Yihan's face darkened.

"Haha, life and death are controlled by us. You will die, but we will not!" The judge smiled coldly.

"I said that our Yan Luo Palace will return the account of Dawangshan! Your king has been killed by the King of Hell. Do you still want to resist stubbornly?" The judge's faint voice came from mid-air, but many Dawangshan disciples changed slightly, and their eyes showed sadness.

King Su is dead?

Even the onlookers were in a stuttering heart, and they couldn't help but think that the magical boy had indeed disappeared for too long.

The Palace of Yama said so confidently, and the King of Yama took action personally, it is probably a great disaster.

"Give up the Dawang Mountain and become a slave to the Hall of Yama, you can escape death!" The judge was very satisfied with everyone's reaction and said condescendingly.

"All nonsense!"

Yun Bufan said in a cold voice, "The king cannot die at all. It is even more delusional to want Dawang Mountain!"

He stared at the judge calmly, and the latter also had a sneer on his face, staring at the former without any retreat.

The surrounding forces did not dare to make any abnormal noise at this moment. Judging from the situation, Dawangshan and Yan Luo Palace were ready to die.

"The great catastrophe of heaven and earth has just subsided. Are you not afraid of becoming a public enemy of the world when you do this?" Yu Linglong gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice. When she thought of Gu Qinghong's sacrifice, her heart stinged.

"Haha, my Yan Luo Palace has long found a way to avoid the great catastrophe of heaven and earth. What's the matter with me if you calm down?" The judge laughed and said sarcastically: "We can survive every great catastrophe of heaven and earth, and the more people die, the stronger our power."

"Design the formation!"

Yun Bufan's face darkened and he spoke coldly.

"Bang bang!"

As Yun Bufan finished speaking, extremely powerful auras suddenly burst out around the mountain peaks, and a stream of spiritual light spurted up, converging at the sky, and finally bloomed, like a large formation, covering the sky above the Dawang Mountain.

At the same time, the statues that were originally standing on both sides of Dawang Mountain also raised their legs and stepped out!

The weapons in their hands emitted light, as if they came alive, and their huge bodies corresponded to the bull's head.

"I really don't cry until I see the coffin!" The judge smiled and waved his arm lightly.

The ghosts standing around all over their bodies trembled, and the dead energy overflowed rapidly, constantly converging in the air, layer after layer of black dead energy wrapped the Dawang Mountain.

This void directly turned into the world of the dead. The black air went towards the bull's head, and a layer of black armor condensed on its body!

roar!

It roared to the sky, then raised its hand and bombarded Dawang Mountain!

boom!

The sound of muffled thunder echoed within a radius of thousands of miles, and huge ripples spread from the shield of Dawang Mountain.

"Senior Brother Yihan, has something really happened to Brother Su?" Mu Xiaoxiao bit her lip and asked with great concern.

"The king has never escaped danger, so there will definitely be no trouble." Xiao Yihan replied with a smile, then looked at the judge, his face suddenly became ferocious, and he whispered: "If something really happens, I will let the Yan Luo Palace pay the blood debt of blood!"

The judge noticed Xiao Yihan's expression change, and the grim smile on his face became even more intense, saying, "It seems that Dawangshan is bound to be blood flowing like a river."

"Forget it, kill you all and then refine them into ghost messengers." He smiled strangely, and never took Dawang Mountain seriously in his words. Today, the mountains have no heads, like fish on the chopping board, and they can slaughter it.

"Don't waste spiritual power on the shield, just rely on the formation to kill them!" Yun Bufan said coldly.

Passive defense is never as effective as attacks.

The disciples of Dawangshan nodded with a serious expression. Then, in the void, green flames formed a sea of ​​fire, spreading towards the surroundings, as if they could devour everything.

"Haha, a trick!"

The murderous intent in the eyes of many ghost messengers was revealed, and a series of majestic death auras burst out, blocking the soul blue flames.

At the same time, on the other side of Dawang Mountain, many disciples also used their spiritual power and looked at the guys from the Yama Hall with a bad expression.

"kill!"
Chapter completed!
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