At this time, the death formation was full of swordsmanship, and the power of the Mingjun once again refreshed Jian Douluo's perception of him.

When Abi and Yuantu fell one after another, the sacred light sword shot at the Nether King was split in half at once.

Death is not enough to be afraid of, but what is afraid of is that your wish is not fulfilled.

The sword Douluo completely turned into a turbulent flow and disappeared. He came from hell and returned his soul to hell.

The old river of Styx put down Abi and Yuantu, standing on the empty earth, he seemed extremely desolate. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, looking particularly red. Injury was inevitable, and backlash was inevitable. The roads of the mountain were incompatible. He used the compatibility of the super-power stone to transform the holy body, but he still could not control it as he wanted. It was also expected that the backlash of the mountain and roads of the mountain were also affected.

From a certain perspective, the ancestor of the Styx still envies Jian Douluo. Even if he dies, he can continue to practice in hell. Being able to be free from the troubled three realms is also a great blessing. In the eyes of many people, the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld are dark and a place for punishment for suffering. However, only by staying in the most painful place to practice is the best training. Thinking about Jian Douluo's hell practice, you will know what it means to endure hardships and become the best person.

"The life I long for the most is hell. What is going on? Am I accusing of being a slut?" Mingjun thought, and was shocked to find a fact that even he was terrible, that is, he was frightened by Jian Douluo's sword path. If he hadn't had the lingering road, he would not have been able to defeat this opponent who was both an enemy and a cheap junior brother.

"Although the three realms are good, they are the targets for everyone to compete for. It would be great if they could stay in the underworld like the Ten Palaces of Yama." The Underworld murmured to himself.

"It turns out that the three realms may not be good. Seeing all the flowers are empty and lonely, killing people and bullying their hearts is a big deal. Looking back on the past, it is very clear." A voice came slowly, breaking the contemplation of the King of the Underworld. The days when they met again made each other sigh.

The person who came was the martial arts sequel, but the person who spoke was Xiang Jian, because King Ming only saw the martial arts sequel and ignored Xiang Jian behind him.

"I didn't expect that the ancestor of the Styx would be interested in hell. Meeting him again has changed a lot." Wu Cidi said.

"It's you again. You've been entangled in the Time Tower until now. It's really awesome. Why, do you want to take the opportunity to sneak attack me?" The Ancestor of the Styx has recovered himself, and even the purple-gold divine armor he was wearing has recovered under the surging of purple air.

"There are many people who want to deal with you, and more people who want to deal with you. Do you think I need to attack an old man who can use dragon energy?" Xiang Jian asked.

"Alie's power is very strong, but he is still not as good as you. Your Hunyuan body has been greatly improved. But if you don't awaken the Hunyuan Holy Armor, you will still be unable to defeat the current emperor." said the Nether.

"I know, your Ling Palace is now full of people, and your status and status are different. Now we are becoming more and more arrogant when we attack you. In the words of your Ling Palace, should it be called "no distinction between superiors and inferiors, or "the following is the offense? But you have to know that we are not people in the Ling Palace, and we will not eat your set." Xiang Jiandao.

"Since you know, why are you still coming to die? You won't show mercy, right?"

"We are here to make an appointment with Huangquan." Wu Cidi said.

"Come in Huangquan? Will this man die, or will you die?" asked the King of Ming.

"I don't know, but we think that only by fighting you with the awareness of death can you have a chance of winning. After all, you are not the same as before." Xiang Jian took out Mo Xingdao from the space ring.

"The awakening of death? Are you a brotherly relationship in hell? A rare friendship. Is this the second time I want to give up?" asked Mingjun.

"I thought you had become a strong man, but I didn't expect you to be a weak man. Having strong strength is not necessarily a strong man. As long as you are small enough, you will never become a real strong man. Despising others, despising others, and not seeing your true self is called self-knowledge!" Xiang Jiandao.

"Hmph, the weak are now able to say the strong ones. You are the ones who can't figure out the situation, right?" said the ancestor of the Styx.

"You are just showing off your power now. In fact, when you see the purple gold god war condensed, I know how to awaken the Hunyuan Holy Armor." Xiang Jian said, and his divine thought moved, and he had all his strength to control the mysterious energy in his body, and then quickly wrapped, wrapped, wrapped, condensed and condensed outside his body.

The purple aura continued to increase, and Xiang Jian's body was surrounded by purple aura, forming circles of purple aura protection clothes. The protective clothes continued to materialize and condense, and soon turned into a violet and powerful armor.

"This... this is the purple gold divine armor. How could you be just a divine realm? How could you condense the purple gold divine armor?" The ancestor of Styx said in a lost voice. In order to condense the divine armor on his body, he had worked hard and suffered a lot. Now, this sword has achieved the result of his life in the blink of an eye. How could he bear it?

"As long as a person is willing to work hard, he will be one step closer to his goal. If an immortal is willing to work hard, he will suddenly set a limit for himself. It seems that our efforts are not meaningless. Is the Purple Gold Divine Armor? It's still a barely forceful." Xiang Jian looked at the armor on his body and said. He thought he would condense into the so-called Hunyuan Holy Armor, but he only condensed into the Purple Gold Divine Armor. It seems that his practice is not enough.

"Stop this kind of rhetoric. This is not a question of whether to work hard or not. Without strong cultivation and realm, no one can overcome that obstacle. With your Taoism, how can you be worthy of wearing the purple gold divine armor?" The King of Nether roared unwillingly.

Wu Cidi used his mind to move the Moyang ancient sword from the space ring. When he held it tightly in his right hand and activated the mysterious energy in his body with all his strength, the mysterious energy that was covered with solid solid began to wrap its body tightly, and the purple energy that appeared even spurted out wildly, covering the mysterious energy one by one.

Under the unwilling gaze of the King of Nether, the purple gold divine armor began to condense, become stronger and more refined...

"It seems that you three brothers have the ability to master the purple gold divine armor. The loss of my ruthlessness just now does not mean that I fear you, but that you have entered the saint's path too early and have terrifying qualifications. But now I still cannot shake a saint with a cultivation level like me. In other words, this purple gold divine armor cannot help you defeat your current opponents, so you decided to die?"

"Stop being harsh and weak on the inside, Styx. Although the saint is strong, your situation is very special, isn't it?" Xiang Jiandao.

"Even if I am injured or backfired, this is not an objective factor for you to save your life. Don't think that defeating the Nine Desolations is a powerful existence. After all, luck will not come to you for a long time."

"We used our spiritual sense to learn from a distance that you used the Zongheng Road to defeat Jian Douluo, but the backlash was obvious. This shows that you cannot use the Zongheng Road as you wish, but we are different. The heavenly powers are everywhere!" Wu Cidi's hand, Mo Yang slashed in the air, and the slash was ready to go. The extremely powerful killing was in line with the purple gold divine armor, thus becoming more powerful and solid...

"Is this the power of the purple gold divine armor? It's powerful to rush the sword!" Wu Cidi swung the sword without hesitation. This sword was too strong and too easy to handle, so that when he cut the sword, he felt extremely mysterious.

Mingjun was shocked and slashed out quickly in time with the Yuantu sword in his right hand, which formed a even-matched confrontation with the Jin Chong sword's slash.

"So strong, this kid is so angry that he will change someone else as soon as he put on the purple gold divine armor. The slash of the sword is not weaker than that of the Sword Douluo. What is the situation?" The thing that King Ming was most worried about still happened. Once the three swordsmen joined forces to attack, he would be as if he was facing three sword Douluo. With the current situation, the more he fought, the more he would be, the more he would be, the more he would be, the more he would be, the more he would be.

"Hmph, I won't get entangled with you, let's break the deadlock first." The ancestor of the Styx said, his body flashed, and a strange seal in his hand quickly formed. The Yuantu sword slashed, and the entire death formation was like the earth shaking. The sword slashing was too strong. Not only did it almost destroy the formation, but it also cut a gap to the underworld in the formation.

The King of Nether no longer hesitated and immediately jumped into the gap and disappeared.

"No, this is the gap to hell!" Xiang Jian said loudly.

"It seems that the ancestor of the Styx wanted to rob the eighteenth level of hell. There are so many vicious souls. Once it comes out, it will be amazing, especially with things like Super Power Fruit. At that time, the Daluo Golden Immortals will be as many as you want." Wu Jidi was uneasy, and looked at the healing cracks in hell, and was in an extremely bad mood.

Xiang Jian waved Mo Xing in his hand, and took a few moves to the sky, then jumped and entered the gap. Wu Shidi did not dare to be negligent, and the immortal body turned into a beam of light and shot into the crack that was about to close.

The gap had just closed as before, and Xue Jian, who had arrived from a distance, was still late. He sighed and looked at the row of fluctuations condensed in the air, and became a little worried.

Arrange in hell!

These seven words do not mean anything, but this is a huge weight for Xue Jian.

"Appointment in hell!" Xue Jian read slowly, and couldn't help but think of his previous life. He was holding the Mo soldier who had not yet returned to the sheath of the purple seven envoys. He waved his angrily, raised his sword and fell, directly shattering the seven-character character.

If the appearance of the Qi Envoy had delayed him for a while, he would not have been separated from his brother Yin and Yang now!

When he remembered it, he couldn't help but feel anger. Xue Jian's purple aura was wrapped around him, and suddenly he condensed into an extremely strong purple gold divine armor. His body flashed like lightning, and he swung his sword and slashed it quickly, and then appeared a hundred miles away.

The right supervisor is very strong, but Xue Jian cuts into two halves with one sword!

The Yin Hou was ecstatic about knocking away his opponent, but as soon as the Mo soldier came out, Jue Yu's head cut off his head!

Ming Shun was fighting with the Fox Emperor, but Xue Jian flashed and appeared, and the purple aura that was swung out with the long sword collapsed Ming Shun's body into two pieces!

Plato and the Rat Emperor were intertwined in the air, fighting hard to separate. Xue Jian suddenly broke in, and the sword light flashed, and Plato was killed to death...
Chapter completed!