Chapter 1995

Hell old!

The original hell was broken and fragmented, and even led to the final destruction of the huge hell. However, after ye Fantian got the four layers of hell, a memory from the depths of hell made him secretly find that the original hell was fragmented.

But it is not completely disappeared, but left a part. Each of these people is very powerful. Although they are not the supreme power of the strong in hell, what they can leave is also of great power.

"Lord prison emperor, we have been looking for the first layer of hell, but we have got nothing. Unexpectedly, we felt the smell of hell not long ago. Only then can we be sure that someone has got the power and inheritance of hell and hurried here!"

A figure kneeling in the front shouted.

Tone with a trace of expectation, a great hope.

This is an ancient demon. There have been many folds on his muscles. Each fold has lost the brilliance of flesh and blood. In this way, he is like wearing a magic robe. It is strange and evil. In the center of his eyebrows, there is a sharp corner as dark as ink. On it, you can clearly see that the magic patterns are released wantonly, Most of the breath that makes people palpitate comes from this.

Although he looked evil, his eyes were very sincere.

"Are you... The black devil?"

Looking at this figure, ye Fantian's memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

Deep in this memory is the memory from hell.

There is information about these people in the eighteen layers of hell, because they are associated with the whole hell. If hell is not destroyed into eighteen paragraphs, but completely abolished, they will be dead.

"Yes, prison emperor!"

There was a strong excitement in the black devil's tone.

"Black devil..."

Ye Fantian's mouth whispered, but his heart was a burst of sadness and anger.

This sadness comes from himself, but this anger comes from the depths of hell. The black devil was just a great general. The great general of hell is stronger than ye Fantian.

The original hierarchy of the whole hell was also quite strict.

To become a general, the strength must at least reach the upper level of immortality.

Powerful demons can naturally stay young forever. At the beginning, the black demons were incomparable. But now, the old wrinkles on his face and the wrinkles on his body make ye Fantian's heart not sad.

"Brush..."

Ye Fantian stood in front of the black devil, slowly held the black devil's shoulder and shouted in a deep voice:

"Stand up... Stand up for me. Although the first generation of the great emperor of hell fell, we can't kneel. Even if we kneel, we can't kneel down in this space full of light. We should kneel proudly and kneel on the sky!"

The sound was clanging, like the divine sword dancing. The terrible and tenacious breath made the black devil's eyes very hot.

Excited, excited, crazy

All kinds of emotions were constantly released in his eyes. This time, he didn't wait for nothing. This is the great emperor of hell and the momentum that their real king should have!

"Prison emperor, I disobeyed you just now, but now I don't have the slightest idea. I apologize for what I just said!"

A figure appeared.

It was a wolf headed demon with dark hair all over. The other party was also one of the leaders among hundreds of people. Just now he despised Ye Fantian, and even despised Ye Fantian's low strength.

But now, he really surrendered, which is entirely because ye Fantian's words made him surrender.

"Brush..."

A huge long knife came out of its scabbard and cut it hard on his arm.

This knife has a terrible edge. The other party is definitely not making a show, but really wants to cut off his arm and apologize for what he just said.

"Brush!"

"Qiang!"

Ye Fantian's action suddenly moved and hit the long knife hard.

"Boom..."

The great strength made the long knife fly out.

Ye Fantian's face was suddenly cold, and he moved again.

"Pa!"

A slap slammed on the other side's cheek.

"I remember... Your name is wolf blood!"

There was an inexplicable fluctuation in Ye Fantian's voice, which seemed to be angry but cold.

"Prison... Prison emperor!"

Looking at Ye Fantian, I don't know why. Although the young man in front of me is weaker than his level, he has a powerful breath, which is a palpitating breath. It seems that standing in front of Ye Fantian, his whole person should be controlled, and even the opportunity to breathe should be well grasped.

This feeling only appeared in front of the first generation of prison emperor, and it is absolutely not so strong.

"Why did you survive? The strong, the soldiers of hell, are all dead now, but you survived... Why! Tell me why!"

Ye Fantian's voice suddenly rose. The voice exploded like a god thunder in the whole space, making everyone's eyes sharp.

"For hope, for hope to reappear in hell!"

The roar and roar burst out fiercely, which made the treasure house of God crazy.

"Yes, in order to hope that we can re-establish this hell, re create the glory of hell, make the injustice in the sky fair, let the god Buddha and the martial arts saints in the sky hate it! Your life is not only yours, but also mine and this hell! Understand!"

The voice became louder and louder, but everyone's eyes became more and more bright. The momentum of these strong people began to rise wildly, and even set off a storm like fluctuation.

"Are you willing to follow me to create this hell again and create the glory of hell again? Answer me!"

On Ye Fantian's body, an imperial power was released, which was the terrible momentum brought by being a prison emperor.

"Yes, we are willing to follow the prison emperor!"

All the people roared with high emotion. Their eyes were rolling with tears, especially the black devil. They had been waiting for many years. The first layer of hell appeared on the young man, and then the creation of hell. The four layers of hell gave them hope.

Now, they have the belief that they will win!

Hell will rise!

The gods and Buddhas in the sky, the saints in the heavens, will regret what they have done!

Ye Fantian nodded gently:

"Well, I'm the prison emperor. From then on, the name of hell will rise again!"

Ye Fantian's voice has an irrecoverable domineering spirit.

For the eternal unwilling roar, for the souls of the demons in the hell, for the grievances of the first generation of prison Emperor... He took over all this!

Looking at the void, God's thunder burst out. It seemed that he felt Ye Fantian's rebellious spirit and roared madly.

"The supreme powers above the sky, I, ye Fantian, will flatten you. The nine sky land is not played by your saints, and my Terran is not something you can easily trample on!"

The roar in my heart, although silent, is better than sound!

"Black devil, you are a demon general. I just got hell, but this hell is not complete, and there are not many memories. Tell me, how many generals still exist in our hell!"

After making the black devil and others get up, ye Fantian asked in a deep voice.

"Tell the prison emperor that at the beginning, our hell was suppressed by martial arts saints. The first generation of prison emperors fought with their lives, and our creatures in hell fought frantically, but they were not the opponent of the martial arts sage. In the end, the martial arts saints appeared not only zhunti and Nayin, but also other saints, which made the first generation of prison emperor few The enemy chose self explosion, and then formed a space-time storm, and then our people lost contact completely. Therefore, we don't know how many hell generals there are. Over the years, I've tried hard to find them, but I just found hundreds of hell soldiers. The rest don't know where they exist, and hell doesn't exist With the protection of the prison emperor, we can't enter hell, and there is no guarantee of safety, so the progress is very slow... "

Speaking of this, the black devil zhuqiang's face showed a look of humiliation.

Such a life like a lost dog makes them not angry and feel humiliated.

"But according to my understanding, our people may exist in various dimensional star domains, but they are not far away. Even I can feel that some powerful hell creatures may be in the supreme domain!"

Supreme domain!

Ye Fantian's eyes lit up with a trace of divine awn.

For this place, I have to go, because there is Nangong dream!

"No, there is another place with our people, but we can't enter without the protection of the prison emperor!"

Wolf blood suddenly cried.

Ye Fantian's eyes narrowed fiercely, looked at wolf blood, and slowly shouted:

"You say!"

Wolf blood, with a trace of killing thoughts, looked at the light around, with an evil radiance like a sword in his eyes:

"The core of light, the city of God!"

City of God!

These three words shocked Ye Fantian's heart. This statement coincided with his original guess. The dark creature appeared in the city of God and lived a humble and humiliating life.

And their appearance is the time when the city of God appears.

Even earlier than them.

In the original battle between hell and gods, the gods fell completely, and then there was the city of God, but at the same time, the creatures of hell did not fall completely.

In other words, the city of God may have its own people of hell!

"City of God...!"

The tone was cold. Ye Vatican slowly opened his mouth and shouted. His voice shook the treasure house of God with a crazy tremor, as if he felt great fea