Chapter 817

Taichu forbidden area, the war situation into the white hot, for juemon's ninth son life, magic Luotian use the inside information, summon the ten ancestors of hell hall.

After a short silence, the void burst open in the sky above the hell hall, and a force beyond words burst out, shaking the world.

For a moment, all the people's faces changed, and they all looked at the sky above the hell hall.

"This is the fourth realm?"

Lin Xiaohan, the head of the Kirin Pavilion, was shocked by the waves in his heart.

"It's not like"

Ji Yue's face sank at the beginning of the day and said, "but it's not much different. There are still such strong people in the hell hall"

"what should we do, retreat?"

Butian Pavilion Wu Kui Qi Wenzhu looked at the more terrible atmosphere in the sky and said.

"I'm afraid it's too late"

Ji yuechu's face slightly coagulated, and said, "now retreat, die faster, I'll stop him, you fight quickly"

with that, Ji yuechu stepped on her feet and swept over the netherworld hall.

"You can't go"

the figure of morlotian flashed by, trying to stop the way of the holy master of Ji family.

Qi Wenzhu's eyes were fixed and his folding fan flew out of his hand. He stopped the person in front of him first.

"Qi Wenzhu, don't think that you have the name of Wukui, but you are really the leader of Wuzhong. In front of me, you are not worth mentioning." Mo Luotian looked at the people in front of him and sneered.

"The reputation of the temple master is known all over the world, but I also heard that a hundred years ago, the temple master was defeated by a swordsman. It can be seen that the temple master is not really invincible," Qi Wenzhu said lightly.

"To die!"

When he was stabbed at the pain, he was cold, raised his hand, and the black fog rolled, turning into a long black dragon swallowing the former.

Qi Wenzhu's steps are strange and unchangeable, and his whereabouts are unpredictable.

Not far away, Lin Xiaohan, the head of the Qilin Pavilion, is also against the strong enemy. The strong one covered with green armor has the most powerful moves and can open up a mountain.

Outside the war situation center, a Ji family and two pavilions fight against many strong protectors in Shangming hall. The fierce war makes it hard to look at. Blood and black fog are constantly scattered, which is extremely tragic.

Over the most eye-catching Ming Palace, in the huge Ravine of the split space, the heavy heterogeneous pressure is rising, and the ten ancestors of Ming Palace are reviving, step by step out of the secret.

The thin old man, dressed in ancient clothes, looks very old, at least for thousands of years. However, the strong fluctuation of the old man's breath is beyond everyone present.

Beyond the peak of the true realm, infinitely close to the ancient existence of the fourth realm, today's birth, shocked people.

"Why awaken me?"

The ten ancestors of the hell hall scanned the battlefield and immediately looked at the master of the contemporary hell hall in the center of the war.

"The existence of a son is very likely to threaten the temple of the underworld in the future, so ask the ten ancestors to remove it"

with one hand of the devil, he started the war.

"Who?" The ten ancestors of the hell Hall said coldly.

"When the world sword on the extreme way, the ninth son of the Mohist family" magic Luo Tianmu light looked, guide way.

"Prepare two true blood food" ten ancestors of the Ming Palace indifferent way.

"Yes"

he replied respectfully.

After the explanation, the ten ancestors of the Ming Palace looked back and looked at the middle-aged man in front of them, and said, "get out of the way, or you will die!"

Ji yuechu's face flashed over the dignified color and said, "I'm sorry, if you want to pass by, beat me first"

"the peak of the true realm, good cultivation, kill a pity, take you to refine the corpse God"

with the sound of words, the shadow of the ten ancestors of the hell hall passed by, and a strong force of the law lingered around the body, and the heaven and the earth sank.

At the beginning of Ji Yue's eyes, her whole body was full of brilliance. She was inspired by her unused martial arts realm. Suddenly, the stars were shining all over the sky, and the light fell on the world.

"The roll of God, the dance of God in the sky"

the roll of God, the movement of heaven and earth, the rapid rise of Ji Yue's breath at the beginning of the day, hard block the palm force from the sky.

In the extreme collision, the space collapses over the hell hall, and the endless nothingness spreads and devours everything around.

In the aftershock, Ji Yue retreats half a step at the beginning, and the real Qi in her body is surging, but she blocks the old monster's move in front of her.

"The scroll of God? You are a member of lingxuji's family. "The tenth ancestor of the hell hall looked at the gradually restored space around him and said coldly.

"Ji yuechu, the contemporary master of the Ji family, has met the ten ancestors of the Ming Palace." Ji yuechu calms down.

"Holy master of Ji family, ah"

the ten ancestors of the hell hall gave a cold smile and said, "as the holy master, I would go out to attack the hell hall in person. It seems that my younger generation has done something outrageous, which is really in line with the purpose of the hell hall"

"so, I'm here today, just for justice." Ji yuechu said lightly.

"Fair?"

The ten ancestors of the netherworld hall looked colder and said, "it's ridiculous to talk about justice with my netherworld hall. The holy master of Ji's family, my goal today is not you. Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame my men for being merciless"

Ji yuechu shook her head and said, "the man you want to kill is my little girl's friend, and this man is my friend. Please come here, we can't have an accident here I don't want my little girl to hate me all her life ""Then you can go to hell first"

the ten ancestors of the temple of the underworld flashed in their eyes, stomped on their feet, collapsed the void, swept out their figures, and burst out the breath of death.

At the beginning of Ji Yue's reign, the blood of the gods burned rapidly, and the space around her body was distorted. The matchless power rushed to the sky and the earth.

When the two palms were handed over, the sound of a powerful collision sounded. Between them, a huge black hole appeared, and the law and space were all smashed into nothingness.

At the beginning of Ji Yue's life, she retreated two steps, and a drop of blood fell from the corner of her mouth. She was injured for the first time.

Seeing the existence of the fourth realm, the law is integrated into the whole body, which is already an extraordinary force to contend with. The holy master of Ji's family, who has the blood of the gods and has the volume of the gods, has fallen into the disadvantage.

"Again, get out of the way," the ten ancestors of the Ming Palace said in a deep voice.

Ji yuechu is still indifferent and refuses to give way.

"I don't know how to live or die"

the ten ancestors of the temple of the underworld were colder and colder. They moved, the wind was blowing, and the real Qi was condensed into the real terrible pressure, rolling the wind and the clouds, and the sky was deep and the earth was silent.

In front of her, Ji yuechu's whole body's blood is burning wildly, which urges her whole body to be real yuan. Then she opens again to block the close body's killing move.

At this time, heaven and earth suddenly stagnated, countless sword light crisscross, cut through the void and come, in a twinkling of an eye, blocking in front of Ji yuechu.

The next moment, the rumbling sound of vibration, tens of thousands of sword light block the ten ancestors' killing move in the Ming Palace, the afterglow roars, shocked everyone here.

"Master, you've helped me block two moves. That's enough. Let me do the rest myself"

Ning Chen came and looked at the old man in front of him and said calmly.

"You are the ninth son of Mohist? Yes, I finally understand why Mo Luotian can't wait to kill you, "the ten ancestors of the hell Hall said coldly.

"Master's exaltation"

Ning Chen politely answered, and his eyes swept over the emperor Mingtian who came after him. He said, "holy Lord, please deal with that man. If I'm not wrong, Ji's blood might be hidden in him"

at the beginning of Ji Yue's speech, she was stunned and worried, and said, "can you stop him ？”

Ning Chen doesn't have much nonsense, light should way, "block to live!"

"OK, you hold on for a while, and when we have solved the problem, we will come back to help you"

Ji yuechu replied, and her figure flashed by to stop the emperor Mingtian from approaching.

"It's really extraordinary to have such strength and courage at such an age. Unfortunately, what I like most is to kill genius"

the ten ancestors of the Ming Palace sneered and stepped out step by step. The whole body's Yin Qi constantly integrated into the body, and the rules crisscrossed, forming black chains.

"I'm not a genius, I'm just a person who can't die yet. If Heaven can't accept me, you can't either"

Ning Chen waves his hand, Zhuxian appears, and the fierce breath roars on the sword, which is extremely shocking.

"Zhuxian sword"

the ten ancestors of the hell hall look slightly calm, but they are not too surprised. A dilapidated immortal sword does not pose too much threat to him.

"Sword technique, return to the truth"

with an understated voice and a sword that is not surprising, Ning Chen killed the immortal in his hand, and the light of a sword broke through the air and came to the heart of the former.

"Useless move"

the ten ancestors of the hell hall turned their hands to block the sword, and with a bang, the light of the sword dissipated and became invisible.

"Sword technique, heaven"

after one sword, one sword comes out again, and the power is no surprise. The sword is full of evil spirit, and then comes to the former's chest.

The ten ancestors of the Ming Palace frowned lightly, raised their hands to shatter the sword Qi, and looked at the person in front of them. Without further delay, they flashed by and clapped the person in front of them.

Ning Chen looks inconvenient, step to turn, the figure is bright, avoid the former powerful palm force.

"Sword technique, the dragon and the finch change"

with one sword, the green dragon and the rosefinch roar out and sweep the heart behind the front.

The eyes of the ten ancestors of the Ming Palace sank down, turned back to coagulate yuan, and smashed two swords with one palm.

This man is in some trouble!

Before thinking down, the red clothes arrive in an instant, and the red light on Fengming sword is flourishing. With one sword, the figure disappears again.

The ten ancestors of the netherworld hall turned their palms and smashed the sword Qi again. They looked very cold and the world was extremely fast. No wonder mor Luotian wanted to kill this man, but he was still alive.

Master the extreme way and speed, this son is not inferior to that Ji's holy master, even more troublesome.

"Is that how you want to escape?"

The ten ancestors of the hell hall looked at the young man who was hard to distinguish in front of them and said sarcastically.

"The master's accomplishments are unparalleled in the world, and the younger generation certainly dare not touch them"

Ning Chen takes another sword and responds.

The ten ancestors of the Ming Temple burst out with genuine Qi and scattered the sword Qi. They sneered, "how long do you think you can escape, ten moves or hundred moves?"

"Not so much!"

Ning Chen in the hand Zhu Xian once again waved, the sharp sword Qi breaks the air but arrives, the prestige Shun doubles.

The ten ancestors of the Ming palace had a slightly heavy face, and their palms were moving to block the sword."You

"Have you ever told me that time is in my hands, master? What do you think you lack most now?" Ning Chen stops body shape, light way.

"Not good"

the ten ancestors of the hell hall suddenly changed their face when they heard the words. However, it was too late. But in the surrounding world, where the sword light had just crossed, the prohibition was lifted in the yellow spring, and the years passed by. Within the range of thousands of feet, time quickly lost, engulfing Shouyuan, who had already dried up.

"Strong cultivation doesn't mean everything. Elder, your weakness is too obvious. On the yellow spring, go well all the way!"

Words sound just fall, Ning Chen step on, jump into the air, in the hands of Fengming wave, deadly sword, break out of the air.

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