A few years later, the struggles in this area have not only not subsided, but have become increasingly terrifying. Two-on-one, three-on-two, ambushing and other means emerge one after another.

There are more powerful people in the Yuanhai Wanling side than the Yuan tribe, but they are uncohesive, each with their own plans and thoughts, and even have a great hatred of life and death between them. It is really unlikely to expect them to share the same hatred of the enemy.

Moreover, the most important thing is that there is also a stone axe held by a human being, a weapon that vaguely exceeds the limit.

In fact, reincarnation is in this area, but in the most core area, all battles revolve around reincarnation.

However, although reincarnation is there, every existence trying to get close will suffer the most terrifying siege, inexplicably creating a strange balance.

On this day, a roar in the void, and a dazzling golden light flew across the soul ruins at a speed that surpassed time.

There was a bloody phantom behind him chasing him, with wings on his back and his arms like a blood sword, laughing wildly: "It's ridiculous like a dog that is stray!"

The golden figure in front of him was just inaudible and fled quickly. However, the next moment, the void twisted, and a dazzling holy light penetrated through the golden phantom, causing it to fall into the void and sprinkle a large area of ​​blood.

"I still remember the seal you gave me." The blood-colored figure chased after me, and the white holy light turned into a thirty-two-winged creature with an extremely indifferent expression.

The dazzling golden shadow reveals his body. He is a middle-aged man with a big hole in his chest and flesh and blood are squirming, but he cannot truly heal.

The middle-aged man coughed up blood, his face was solemn, and there was a golden magic seal on his head that was rising and falling, and he said coldly: "Blood Demon, Thirty-Two-Winged Angel, I really value me."

"It's useless to say more... Today is your death." The thirty-two-winged angel was covered with holy light, and its wings were slightly shaken, and large areas of light were scattered.

"Ha... I'm not afraid... I've dispatched two real Taos, how many people are left by the Ren Zun? Once the stone axe fails, what capital do you have to fight?" The middle-aged man was not at a disadvantage.

"You ants races are calculating each other and attacking our Abyss races. How is that possible!" The blood demon shook his head, not being shaken by the other party's words at all.

At this time, the two Abyss clans jointly took action, and the dazzling beam of light swept towards him, hoping that he would completely kill him here.

However, the next moment, bursts of black light flowed out from the void, removing all the great power from the attack intovisible.

"Who!" The thirty-two-winged angel's face changed, and his eyes were extremely bright, illuminating the endless soul ruins.

Rumble!

The void is roaring, the ghost is roaring, and a huge object emerges. So imagine how huge it is, countless ghosts are wailing in it.

Endless evil spirits permeate, with eighteen layers in total, each layer as high as ten thousand feet, making it hard to imagine its vastness.

"Eighteenth level hell!" The faces of the creatures present changed, and they were very surprised.

"You two, why don't you leave?" A vague sound came from the eighteenth level hell, making the Blood Demon and the Thirty-Two-Winged Angel look ugly.

"Who are you? He actually intervened?" asked the Blood Demon.

"Just a passerby." The voice said.

"Pretending to be a god!" The 32-winged angel shouted coldly, stretched out his big hand and waved it suddenly. In an instant, a huge golden holy sword chopped off the void and slashed the eighteen layers of hell. In order to split it, the golden holy light drowned the bottom in an instant.

"when"

Mars were everywhere, and the golden holy light shattered like a meteor shower, causing the void to shake, but the evil aura around the eighteenth level hell was like a huge shield, blocking the golden holy sword and blocking it out.

"boom"

A big hand reached down and grabbed it into the eighteen levels of hell.

However, in the eighteen levels of hell, the murderous aura suddenly soared into the sky, and the power of the laws of order intertwined together and rushed into the sky.

The big hand shook violently and quickly retreated like a snake and scorpion.

During the brief confrontation, neither of the supreme beings of the Abyss tribe could do the work, and temporarily retreated with a solemn expression.

In the eighteen levels of hell, Xunzang's face was merciful and obviously was "a ghost" but his body was trembling.

Chen Rui, who was standing beside him, was so powerful that he saw that the eighteenth level of hell was so powerful under the control of Ksitigarbha King. He forced two real Taoists to retreat, and was shocked.

"Blood-colored sky eyes penetrate the avenue!" The blood demon was roaring, and the terrifying roar echoed in this area, and the rolling sound waves made the void tremble.

A blood shadow appeared in the sky, cracking a crack and shooting down a blazing blood light, like blood fire burning.

"Bang"

The blood-colored eyes shattered the void, broke through the evil spirit, and reached the eighteen levels of hell, and actually built a portal.

Blood tried to break through forcibly, and even wanted to forcibly break into the eighteenth level of hell and face the controller.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

A gust of cold wind blew out from the eighteen levels of hell, extremely powerful, shattering the blood-colored portal in an instant.

"The Eighteen-level hell is really a surprise." At this moment, such a cold voice came from afar.

A dry figure stood there, shaped like a dead tree, skinny and shiny with a metallic luster.

This is a strange Abyss existence, and the sudden appearance here made the middle-aged man and Shen Rui feel a little nervous.

Is this the number eight that has never appeared before? The most mysterious one?

He stepped on it lightly, and the void collapsed on the spot, and then the soul light burst into the sky and turned into ashes.

Like light and light, it approached the eighteen levels of hell that were rising and falling in an instant, shouting: "Stone Heart Iron Blood!"

At this moment, blood was sprinkled from his dry metal body, as dark as ink, pouring towards the eighteen layers of hell below.

The black demon blood flowed out just a few black lines. When it really fell down, it turned into a pitch-black river, surging endlessly and rushing down.

"Rumbling"

The Black River that was rushing down was pouring around the eighteen layers of hell, and suddenly made the area dark and cold, and the smell of foul smell and bloody smell soared into the sky.

The eighteenth level of hell was really fixed, and the black river was actually corroding the soul body and evil energy, and it was about to erase the eighteenth level of hell.

"Why are there all kinds of weird things... Can this kind of blood from the most yin and evil flow in the living beings? Shi Xin iron blood, can it be created!"

Ksitigarbha couldn't help but frown, then looked at Chen Rui, and smiled: "It's your turn."

Chen Rui couldn't help but have a toothache, but the Immortal King proposed that he save him, and there was no way, so he could only close his eyes.

The next moment, Xunzang's body collapsed on the ground, his breath weakened, and a light merged into Chen Rui's body.

The same is true for the eighteen levels of hell outside. All the endless ghosts disappeared and became extremely empty.
Chapter completed!