Chapter 1312

For ten thousand years, the protracted war in the twelve hell is still not over, and the two sides are still fighting.

There is a strong smell of blood in the air around the dead city, and there are ruins everywhere. On the other side of this area, in a rising palace, several figures are sitting here.

In the main hall, the atmosphere was dull. On the first seat, there was an old man with a big figure but a wrinkled face, sitting on the first seat in a black gorgeous robe. A momentum of not angry but powerful radiated from him.

This old man is the aging king of Mount Tai. Now he is too old to maintain his appearance. He will soon usher in his five decline of heaven and man, which is very sad for a martial artist.

"Dong Lei fell." At this time, the king of Mount Tai held a jade Cambodian in his hand, frowning tightly, and the expression on his face could not see whether it was anger or sadness.

"The lady of mandala is terrible. Although she is half respected, her strength has definitely reached quasi respected. As soon as she left the pass, she killed Dong by lightning." In the lower head position, there was a warrior with a national character face with a gloomy face.

This is the second quasi Zun of the Dong family, and Dong Lei in their mouth is a strong semi Zun of the Dong family, known as the semi Zun who is most promising to break through the quasi Zun.

"This battle has been going on for ten thousand years. When will it be a head?" Another person said coldly that he was the only prospective master of the ghost family.

"Over the past ten thousand years, the strength of the venerable of life and death has been very clear to me. It is indeed very powerful. At least there is the power of the way of heaven. If it is not for the seal of Mount Tai, I am not his opponent." The king of Mount Tai said indifferently. In his hand, there was a black stone seal that seemed to suppress the sky.

Mount Tai seal is a heavenly Dharma tool. There are ten halls of hell. Each hall has a inherited heavenly Dharma tool.

Looking at the two, the king of Mount Tai continued: "prepare, the final decisive battle will begin. I will kill the old man mingyunhong with the last life yuan of my life, and completely end the dispute between the king of Mount Tai."

A fierce look flashed in the eyes of the king of Mount Tai, and a wisp of cold was fleeting.

He can't delay any more. His Qi and blood are already going downhill and getting worse. He will consume a lot of blood and gas every time he fights with the venerable of life and death. If he delays for tens of thousands of years, he won't even have the chance to burn jade and stone.

"Wang, do you really want to do this?" The Dong family Zhunjun showed sadness and couldn't bear it.

"Everyone wants to fight for the throne. It's the treasure set by the master of hell. Whoever climbs Mount Tai king will have endless luck. Mingyunhong's old man will be able to reach the LORD with one foot. If he gets the throne of Mount Tai, he may break through to the LORD with the help of that magnificent luck."

The king of Mount Tai said in a deep voice, if they were just a throne, how could they work so hard? In fact, the yama of the ten halls hides a big secret and can break through the big secret of the Lord. Unfortunately, his talent is stupid and he can't reach the Lord for hundreds of millions of years.

"Don't be sad. Even without mingyunhong, I can't live long. If I can kill mingyunhong, my position as the king of Mount Tai in the Dong family can be stable. You will be the next king of Mount Tai. With the seal of Mount Tai, you are the first person under the Lord, and no one can shake."

The king of Mount Tai continued.

"I'm going to prepare for the final battle." The Dong family Zhunjun looked gloomy and nodded to follow the ghost Zhunjun to leave the hall.

"Ming Yunhong, the winner will be announced in a few days."

The king of Mount Tai clenched his fist and was vaguely excited. It's also a good thing to pull a strong man comparable to the Lord in the last years of his life.

A few days later, the final decisive battle was completely launched, and the crowd was vast. Endless people and horses from both sides gathered in a certain place on the 12th floor of hell. They collided with each other in a powerful manner, crushing the sky.

There are countless strong people, and there are about 40 respected people on both sides. It's terrible.

Blood cloud shrouded, the earth was dull, the wind of killing was fierce, and the knife circled in the sky.

Flags were flying, and the momentum of both sides was extremely dull, indicating the arrival of a storm.

"Father, with such a big battle, is this a decisive battle?" The heroic and charming Datura, wearing a purple robe, stands in front of Hongbo, whose eyes are slightly narrowed. Now the Datura has broken through to half.

Hongbo opened his eyes, the light of life and death pierced everything, and slowly said, "the old guy of Mount Tai king is not far from the decline of heaven and man. He doesn't want to drag on with his father. He wants to win the war."

If Hongbo has heavenly Dharma tools, he is not his opponent at all with the strength of Mount Tai king. You should know that there is a spirit in every heavenly Dharma tool, and the weakest spirit is in the quasi Zun territory.

"What should father do?" Datura worried.

"War! The throne of Mount Tai must be won. It's a great fortune. Besides, even if I don't fight the old guy, I won't let go. "

At this moment, Hongbo suddenly stood up, and the bright light surrounded his whole body. The original old face was changing. A middle-aged man's face appeared, and his eyes were bright. This is Hongbo's God of war.

He suddenly stepped out and said to King Taishan, "King Taishan, as long as you give me the throne, your Dong family still enjoy the same treatment. In this way, you can avoid a war."

The roaring roar spread out and rang through the endless earth.

"Fight, Ming Yunhong. Needless to say, this war is inevitable. My Dong family has inherited the throne of Mount Tai for more than a billion years. How can they give up the throne to others." A sigh came from the other side, and the king of Mount Tai came out with a painted black figure.

"In that case, today's war will determine the world." Hongbo has no feelings.

"I have a suggestion. In order to avoid the loss of life, the venerable martial arts will not participate in the war. What do you think?"

The most important thing in this battle is the strong at the level of banzun. It is impolite to say that the victory or defeat of those martial arts in the Taoist Empire has little to do. As long as the venerable side wins, it will naturally end the dispute for the throne.

"Yes, I promise you." Hongbo agreed.

"Fight."

Half of the Dong family and half of the Si ghost family flickered one after another. There were 23 people on the front line. Everyone's momentum could shake the sky and looked at Hongbo coldly.

"War!"

For a moment, Datura roared and led seventeen half masters of the palace of life and death to step over.

From the respect level, the palace of life and death is obviously at a disadvantage, but their combat power is better than that of the Dong family. More depends on the battle between Hongbo and the king of Mount Tai.

The terrible war has begun, and the strong men of the two sides collided violently and fought a shaking battle.

At the same time, Sun Yi hurried back to the 12th floor. He took the order of the Lord of hell to stop the war.

Now their biggest enemy is the supreme overlord, and the immediate difficulties are those extraterrestrial civilizations, which are very scarce for the strong, and the king of Mount Tai is a strong man who can shake the Lord, so it is unnecessary to waste his strength in the internal struggle.

He still needs to return with more strong men for nine days, so the war must be stopped.

When he rushed back to the dead city, the decisive battle between the two sides had been opened. Sun Yi's overlord light saw through the layers of the sky and shouted loudly.

"Armistice, stop fighting!"