Chapter 1020

Ye Zichuan has killed two of the 18 masters of hell.

If you lose one, there are only 15 left!

After fighting with the Sun Alliance for so long, hell has never lost a master, but in the hands of Ye Zichuan, such a top power has fallen one after another, which is a great hate.

Now, ye Zichuan threatens to kill the third master. How can he not let the master of hell get angry?

Even the people around them feel like a dream. Many living beings can't even touch the Lord in their whole life. But in Ye Zichuan's eyes, even the Lord can be killed at will.

Hell master a roar, head appeared a big black clock, down suppression.

When!

The sound of the bell is vast, shattering the void of thousands of miles. A series of ripples, like the vast sea, set off the waves and roar in the sky and earth.

"Ah

"Ah

A scream rang out, in the bell wave, one after another of the creatures died, directly burst into the sky of blood fog, suffered a disaster.

This is a kind of attack that can attack the body and soul. It is a real death knell.

When the death knell rings, it means that some living beings are going to die.

Deep in Ye Zichuan's mind, his soul trembled slightly.

Of course, that's all. His soul is so powerful that no one in the universe can surpass him.

He appeared a green Tung axe in his hand, raised his hand and split it forward.

A snow-white light, I don't know how long, seems to split the whole universe in two, so cut down.

The hell master's face changed greatly, and he urged the clock to become bigger than the stars in an instant. He stood above the mythical battlefield, and there was a monstrous power in the air.

The black air is rolling, and the dark energy is raging, as if a vast ocean is surging.

When!

There was a deafening sound, and the bronze axe chopped on the bell. The next moment, with a click, the bell broke.

Then bang, it exploded directly, and countless pieces splashed in all directions.

With only one blow, the supreme weapon that dominates refining was destroyed.

This scene made many people in a daze.

Although they have heard about ye Zichuan's achievements more than once, they are still surprised to see it with their own eyes, which is beyond their imagination.

It's the master's army. It's evolved with the master. It's been with him for tens of thousands of years. It's unparalleled in the world.

But it was such a powerful weapon that it couldn't stop Ye Zichuan.

Hell master's face completely changed, his eyebrow split, there is black blood oozing out.

The magic soldier was destroyed, and he was also severely damaged.

Ye Zichuan pushed forward step by step with his axe in his hand.

"Do you have any last words to account for?"

The eyes of hell master tear open the void, like two black holes spinning.

He looked at Ye Zichuan grimly, then said nothing, turned and disappeared here.

He escaped!

It's really rare in the universe to force a master to this point.

"Want to go?" Ye Zichuan's mouth, the law of space rippling out from the whole body, "or come back!"

What you say is what you do, and space is tampered with.

Hell master has been hundreds of thousands of miles away, but in a flash, he appeared in front of Ye Zichuan.

This kind of magical power, makes people dazed, reverses the law of heaven and earth, and defines it as what they want.

The power to master the source is so powerful that it has gone beyond the level of domination.

Ye Zichuan swung his axe and chopped the hell master again.

When!

A long rainbow of blood color suddenly flew in, and in a twinkling, it penetrated through the void and stood in front of the master of hell.

The clear and crisp voice resounded through the world and blocked Ye Zichuan's attack.

It was a bloody shield, covered with Sabre marks and experienced countless wars.

At the moment, there was an eye-catching mark on it. The whole shield was almost cut open, and there were many spider web like cracks.

The void is torn open and another master of hell comes!

Master of dust Yue!

The strong man in charge of the eighth level hell went deep into the black hole not long ago and got the strongest artifact in hell. Now, he's back.

With a shield in one hand and a spear in the other hand, he was as powerful as a demon God. In his terrible eyes, there was a cycle of time and a change of time.

"I thought it was the emperor of the human race. I didn't expect it was you!" The master of dust Yue looks at Ye Zichuan, and there is a black ocean rolling in his eyes.

When he saw Ye Zichuan in the black hole, he was trying to figure out the identity of the other party. He thought it was the returning emperor, which made him a little unpredictable.

I didn't expect that it was not the emperor, but the master of space.

Those returning emperors are always a great threat to hell, which means that there are five more masters in the Terran!

This force is far beyond any level 10 civilization, and only the alliance can resist it.

This is also a bottom card of the Terran, so hell has not invaded the Terran on a large scale for so many years, because the gain is not worth the loss and the loss will be huge.

"Just the two of you, that's not enough." Ye Zichuan sighed.

This made the two masters of hell look gloomy.

Each of them is older than ye Zichuan. I don't know how much. They have spanned several times and have never been underestimated. It's a shame.

"Since you want to fight, I'll satisfy you!" Chenyue said coldly, his words were sonorous and his fighting spirit was surging.

Soon after his voice fell, a breath came from the star field and came here from hundreds of millions of miles away.

Each of them has the power of monstrous magic, the dark energy of terror, as if to submerge the whole universe and completely reduce it to a demon kingdom.

No more, no less, six masters of hell!

This makes countless people in the mythical battlefield in a daze. What is this to do?

It's time to start a battle between masters, and it's a lineup that never appeared.

It's incredible.

Before the first World War, ye Zichuan killed the five masters, which is a big event that can shake the universe.

But this time, hell sent out more masters than last time!

Six masters, two ten level civilizations add up to so many strong ones, each of which is precipitated after endless years of washing.

I'm afraid the mythical battlefield can't stand the war between them.

The breath of the Lord is really terrible. Each one seems to be able to crush the heavens, and all the kingdoms are under their feet.

Ye Zichuan alone dominates the six, just like a rock in the black ocean, which will be swallowed at any time.

His hair danced wildly, his clothes fluttered, and his eyes were as bright as ever, just like two shrinking suns.

"You've been waiting for this day for a long time, right? I've been waiting for a long time, too."

"The first world war will be the end of the world!"

Ye Zichuan's eyes radiated a startling light, tearing the darkness.