Chapter 1873

As long as the warrior reaches the eighth level of hell, there will be light. This is to encourage the warrior going to the eighth level of hell to have the strongest competition.

"It seems that you have lost a lot of time because of Bai Youlian. There is still a last quota. The situation is not optimistic!" Said mamlo.

"We must seize the last quota!" There was a heavy south wind.

At the next moment, Nanfeng didn't dare to keep anything. All the magic fire in Tianyu came out and turned into magic fire armor. Nanfeng's speed increased several times in vain and went to the eighth hell.

Boom! Half an hour later, a bright light from the eighth level of hell, it is the south wind to the eighth level of hell.

But at the same time, there was a bright light. It was obvious that two people occupied the tenth quota at the same time, and it was impossible for Yu Ke to accept 11 closed disciples.

And if this happens, it's the last two warriors who will fight, and the strong will be respected!

"Bad luck!" The south wind murmured.

"But it doesn't matter. Your goal is to be number one. Sooner or later, you will have to fight. Otherwise, the closed disciples and ordinary disciples are the same to you!" Said mamlo.

Boom! At the next moment, Nanfeng felt a strong force dragging him into the void of the eighth level hell. When his eyes blinked, he appeared on the iron chain of heaven prison.

In front of him was a middle-aged man in a black red robe!

The eyes of the middle-aged man are like a sea of blood, and there is a deep meaning. When Nanfeng looks at the past, he seems to see into the endless abyss. Invisible, his body devours the world, and resonates!

"The power of swallowing, is this man swallowing the ancestral demons?" Nanfeng said in his heart.

"It should be, or even the momentum did not break out, how can you let your power of swallowing the world resonate." "The Devil Man Luo says," also as expected, can arrive in this eighth layer of hell, all is not good stubble

Devouring ancestral demons is another great ancestral demon creature in the demon kingdom. Cultivating the power of devouring can be regarded as the ancestor of devouring the demons. It is said that the ancestors who devoured the ancestral demons had no understanding of the power of phagocytosis.

"You should be Bai Feng, the two geniuses of the blood demon clan Looking at the south wind, the middle-aged man said softly.

"It's just me. Please give me some advice!" Said Nanfeng.

"It's not teaching, it's a battle of life and death!" The middle-aged man replied faintly.

Hearing this, the look of the south wind became gloomy.

"It's really a demon clan. Although the tone is calm, it shows the essence of killing under the calm!" Said mamlo.

"In that case, I have to take it." The south wind said coldly, "I don't know why I don't kill the demon saint who comes to the door automatically!"

"Do you know why I want to kill you?" The middle-aged man said again.

"What do you have to do with the third young master of corpse or the third young master of corpse?" Said Nanfeng.

"How can I have something to do with two disgusting corpses? The reason to kill you is very simple. A lowly guy with white hair and demon blood is not worthy to be tied with me." Said the middle-aged man.

Hearing this reason, Nanfeng grinned directly and was speechless!

"Ha ha, if I'm not wrong, you're devouring the ancestral demons. You're a waste. Otherwise, how can you compete with me for the last place?" Immediately, the south wind strikes back.

"And then, if you die, you'll be more self defeating!"

Hearing Nanfeng's words, the middle-aged man's calm look was finally a little overcast, because what Nanfeng said was right. He was devouring zumo, and he was not a genius.

The reason why he was able to compete for the tenth place was that he had been in the holy land for a long time.

"By the way, your name, after all, my men don't kill nameless trash!" Then there was another south wind.

"Remember, it's Yan who killed you!" The middle-aged man gave a cold voice.

Boom!

When the words fall, the phagocytic power in his body erupts directly and turns into a dark mouth, biting down toward the south wind.

In this phagocytic power, Nanfeng also felt a trace of suppression. This is not the suppression of power, but a trace of suppression of the essence of phagocytic power.

"It's worthy of swallowing ancestors!" He said, feeling the essence of repression in his heart.

When the dark mouth came down, Nanfeng stepped on it and rushed in instantly. Several evil fires surged out, which directly penetrated the weakness of the dark mouth.

Although Nanfeng can't break out the power of phagocytosis, he can definitely see the weakness and weakness of the power of phagocytosis of creatures in the same realm. Moreover, to tell you the truth, the comprehension of phagocytosis in the power of phagocytosis is not very deep compared with the realm of the true saint of the three great creations.

So, when the power of the south wind rushed in, the dark mouth of Yan Yan suddenly broke up.

"The phagocytic power of devouring ancestral demons is nothing but that!" Hands carry, south wind light mouth.

"By chance?" He could see that Nanfeng had found the weakness of his phagocytic power. "It seems that this white wind has a lot of research on phagocytic power!"At this moment, swallow inflammation seriously up.

Although Huiyan disdains other blood besides the ancestral demon's blood, he will never underestimate the enemy's strength.

Boom! In a moment, the phagocytic power of Yan's body reached his limit at the moment.

At this time, Nanfeng's look is dignified, because if he really fights, he can't defeat Yiyan because he sees his weakness. If he wants to win, he still needs hard power.

Yan's strength is much stronger than Shi Tao's.

The lines of the array are diffuse, and the infernal Inferno and the evil corpses and ghosts appear directly.

"The victory or defeat of the battle in holy land will not be decided by some weaknesses, so it is only the strong strength that decides it!" With a cold sound, a phagocytic channel evolved directly from Yanyan's chest to Nanfeng's body. At that moment, Yanyan also appeared in front of Nanfeng's body.

Behind him, a goblin appeared.

"The bite of ten thousand demons!"

In the invisible roar, a huge mouth emerged. Nanfeng only felt that he was in the source of swallowing, and his everything would be swallowed.

The intense tearing pain came from his flesh and blood.

The voice of the devil is pounding his sea of knowledge!

It's a trick to attack both inside and outside.

Nanfeng doesn't dare to be slack. After the appearance of the two arrays, the forces directly fuse together to form a magic fire giant hand, and evolve a devil, tearing all the attacks of Yanyan!

Boom!

For a moment, the magic fire and phagocytosis flooded here, and the next moment, the south wind was severely shaken out, and you can see that all the magic fire on his offensive was swallowed by the phagocytosis.

And it's all swallowed up!

"Now, you should know why I am called phage inflammation!" At this moment, the sound of killing is heard.