The above document said that Xin Hao Lei Li bravely entered the Demonic Torture Hall. Jiulong used the bodies of the special team members to trigger the various agencies to come to the gate of the underground palace. He was about to use his own evil spirit to destroy the gate, but someone spoke at this time.

Jiulong hesitated for a moment, and after this time, a cool breeze swept towards Jiulong's back neck. Jiulong didn't dare to hold it taller, and his body became shorter. The cool breeze swept across Jiulong's scalp and brought down a few strands of hair.

Jiulong twitched his eyes, and a ball of black gas condensed in his hand without seeing if anyone behind him threw it at him. The black gas fell to the ground, and a large pit with a diameter of more than one meter was smashed on the ground, with a trace of black gas emitting from the pit.

Turning around, Jiulong looked at the young man in front of him coldly. The black air just now was thrown into a place not far in front of him. However, the young man didn't move a step, but just looked at Jiulong coldly without saying a word.

Jiulong spoke first: "Young man, you are very good. No one in the world dares to kill me until now. You are the first and of course the last one. I still have some friendship with the people below. I will ask them to try your case first and then let you become a good child." As he said that, a black gas condensed from Kowloon's hands, which was more than twice as big as before.

The young man smiled ghostly: "Ying Zheng, you are so polite. You didn't even see you when you were down."

Listening to the young man, Jiulong frowned. There were not many people in the world who knew his real name, and only Baiyi and the few people below him knew. Could it be...

"Are you the Fengdu judge below?" Jiulong asked tentatively. Looking at the young man's face, he should be a new job during this period.

The young man shook his head: "I thought you could guess right, but I didn't expect you to be a fool. I am one of the six-hole demon kings."

"Goddemon King, are you brains sick at the gate of the Tianshi Mansion?" Jiulong pointed to his head, with a sarcastic tone in his words.

"And, you won't even have a priest god." Jiulong looked around and did not feel the breath of others, let alone any priest god. He didn't even come to the priest god.

The young man sneered: "Just, I was originally a dividing spirit into the bronze statue. Where did the altar guardian god come from? Our mission is to prevent people from destroying the door. If there is one, just fight."

After saying that, the young man took out a nine-ring sword from behind and slashed it at Jiulong's head. Jiulong's mouth twitched: "Don't you admit it if you have a brain disease."

Jiulong sideways and avoids the Demon King's sword. The Demon King smiled, and the sword stopped in the air and changed to sweep. The sword slashed at Jiulong's legs with a sharp sword aura. The palm that Jiulong was about to slap out was forced back by the Demon King. He pointed his toes and rose in the air. He looked down at the demon king who did not look at the target, and felt a little aggrieved.

A ball of black gas condensed in his hand and wanted to give the demon king below a moment. Who knew that another person appeared quietly behind Jiulong, and did not speak. He raised the silver spear in his hand and stabbed Jiulong's heart behind him. Seeing that the gun was about to stab Jiulong, suddenly Jiulong's hand grabbed the head of the spear. No matter how hard the man used, the gun could not get in any point.

"I said why do you always like sneak attacks?" Jiulong turned around and was stunned when he saw the face of the person in front of him. He was obviously different from the young man just now. This person was full of muscles and even his face was covered with horizontal flesh, which was a typical over-fitting exercise.

At this time, the muscular man was already sweating profusely. What he didn't expect was that Kowloon stopped his gun in such a short time without even turning his head. He used all his strength to slap Kowloon, but he couldn't stab him. "You don't even have muscles, how could you have such great strength?"

"Just, I have lived for thousands of years. I am one level higher than your cultivation level. I don't need any strength to deal with you." Jiulong looked at the muscular man in front of him with contempt. The black gas wrapped in his hands instantly climbed up to the gun. Seeing that the situation was not good, the muscular man let go of the gun. In less than a moment, a bright silver spear turned into a pile of scrap iron slag and spilled from the air.

When he saw that his gun was destroyed by Jiulong, the muscular man was furious and swung his fist as big as a sandbag and was about to hit Jiulong. Jiulong frowned and flashed his body. The muscular man's fist hit the empty place. He raised his head and looked for Jiulong with red eyes and thought of giving him another punch, but he knew that there was no one in front of him, Jiulong had already gone down.

"There are others, let's come out. The Six-Cave Demon King is naturally six. Don't hide the other four. Come and say hello to me." Jiulong's luck spoke from his dantian, and the space trembled a few times. Some small stones fell from the mountain wall, and cracks even appeared in the fragile places.

"I slept well and tried to disturb others' rest, and I was so arrogant that I was called out to me. Now it is a republic, not a monarchy." As soon as I finished speaking, a middle-aged man holding a pair of short halberds suddenly appeared next to Jiulong. Since he appeared, he had never looked at Jiulong directly, but was tying his ears, as if he could never finish the earwax in his ears.

"He is Qin Shihuang, the First Emperor. He is qualified to call me wherever he goes." A female voice came, and Jiulong looked back curiously, and saw a beautiful woman coming over with a pair of mandarin duck axes on her waist.

"It's a great honor to meet the First Emperor. Although it's just a spirit, I can enjoy the pleasure of seeing you. Do you want to take him down and accompany us and let him tell us about the world. I haven't been to the world for a long time and it's very boring." The voice was very tender, and it sounded like a child. Jiulong followed the sound and saw a muscular man falling from the sky. A child was sitting on his shoulder, wearing two braids, wearing a red bellyband, and holding a pair of golden gourd hammers in his hand.

"The devil king's law has not been used in the world for hundreds of years. Let alone us, there are not many orthodox Taoist sects left now. Some people still know that the existence of our six-hole demon king is not easy." An octogenarian walked out from behind the gate. Unlike the other five, the old man did not hold anything in his hand.

"Boss." After seeing the old man, several demon kings bowed their heads one after another. It could be seen that the old man was the leader of the six-hole demon king, but there was a little difference from what Jiulong imagined.

The old man nodded and walked slowly to Jiulong: "Ying Zheng, I have heard of the name of Emperor Shin-chan for a long time. I have seen him today. He has the style of a monarch. I took the initiative to ask, how did you escape death and not enter the cycle of reincarnation?" After the old man said, he looked at Jiulong with a smile, which made Jiulong feel terrified for the first time in his life.

"Ah..." Jiulong was about to speak, but the old man turned around: "It's just that Emperor First Emperor doesn't want to say it. Going back to today's events, the six brothers and descendants of the Heavenly Master ordered all of us to protect the gate of the Heavenly Master for thousands of years. If we want to take advantage of opportunities or forcefully enter, we will all show up and destroy it. However, if we can make the six of us appear at the same time, it's probably only Emperor First Emperor."

"Oh? That's really my honor." Jiulong smiled, and his right hand condensed a sword with evil energy behind his back. His sleeping phoenix eyes glanced at the six demon kings in the field, thinking about which one should start.

"It is also our honor to be able to kill you." After the old man said that, he bent down and pulled out a dark moon sword from the ground.
Chapter completed!