Purple Osmunda star field, starry sky, between two huge stars, the ten halls of hell stand, the towering scenery, shocking.
On this day, a silver gray cloak appeared over the ten halls of the earth. Behind her, the beautiful woman covered her face with light gauze to cover her beautiful face.
Before the invasion of the hundred ethnic groups, the owner of Xiaoyue who sold Xiaoyue restaurant "fled" to the underground to avoid the disaster of hongluan.
In the tenth Hall of the hell, a strong man of the human race felt the guests coming from afar. He opened his eyes and stood up to greet them.
In the sky above the tenth hall, the master of Xiaoyue comes down from the sky with hongluan. He looks at a strong man in front of the tenth hall with a smile on his face.
"I'm sorry to see you in the lower Xiaoyue tower." Xiaoyue, the landlord, said with a smile.
"You are welcome."
Before the tenth hall, a strong man of the human race opened his mouth and said, "the landlord is here. If you miss me, please forgive me. Why are you here?"
"I come here to see the magistrate." Xiaoyue said truthfully.
"The magistrate has been away from the prefecture for many days and has not yet returned. If the landlord is not in a hurry, he can wait here." In front of the tenth hall, the voices of all the people of Yama came and calmed down.
"So, it's disturbing."
Xiaoyue, the landlord is polite again.
Yanluo did not say more. His figure disappeared and he returned to the palace.
In front of the tenth hall, Ruoxi walked out and came to the two people. Yingying saluted and said in a soft voice, "please follow me."
"Please, girl." Xiaoyue said with a smile.
"It should be done."
If cherish light should a, turn to lead the way in front.
In the fifth Hall of the tenth hall, in the palace of the king of hell, Ruoxi came with them, arranged their seats, and offered them hot tea.
On the guest seat, the owner of Xiaoyue looks at the furnishings in the palace and smiles. The magistrate is really a simple man.
"You should be back soon. Please wait here." Do the friendship of the host, if cherish looking at two people, softly exhort way.
"Thank you very much."
Xiaoyue nodded his thanks.
If cherish return gift, no more stay, turn away.
Looking at the former leaving, the owner of Xiaoyue took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "hongluan, what do you think of here?"
"It's simple and reassuring." Hongluan whispered.
"Oh."
Xiaoyue laughs and says, "just like it."
In the hell, when the guests arrive, the purple Osmunda star field, a black and a white two figures gallop past, the task is over, return to the hell.
In the sky above the hell, ningchen and dusk snow came. After a few breath, they came down from the sky and returned to the king's palace.
"Well?"
All of a sudden, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the familiar breath in the palace of hell, and walked forward.
There's a guest coming, just in time.
In the rear, dusk Chengxue also felt the breath of the palace of hell in front of him. He stopped and didn't come forward.
It's up to him to deal with these things.
Dusk into snow turned, a word, toward his impermanence hall.
Hell hall, Ning Chen step forward, black clothes and black hair, cold breath.
Inside the hall, the owner of Xiaoyue gets up and looks at the visitor with a smile in his eyes.
This is the first time he met the fate of Hou, cold, merciless, but better to deal with.
A few times ago, in the face of Zhiming Hou's noumenon and Fengshen, the verbal confrontation really made people tired.
"Landlord."
Ning Chen walks into, looking at the man on the guest seat, look calm way, "welcome to hell."
"You're welcome, but I've come here to disturb all the temple masters in the underground." Xiaoyue said with a smile.
"The landlord is worried."
Ning Chen steps forward, sits on the main seat, and says directly, "I don't know what happened when the landlord comes to visit?"
"It's said that the magistrate will open the hell again, so I came here to see if there is anything I can do for you." Xiaoyue, the owner of the building.
"Ah"
Ning Chen hears the words and smiles indifferently, old fox.
He and mu Chengxue just came back from hongluan Xingyu. How about there? He couldn't be more clear. Only this black hearted businessman could make the escape so fresh and refined.
In the heart so think, rather Chen didn't say export, look at the former, push the boat way, "landlord good intention, in the next heart, I really have one thing to need landlord help here, just don't know landlord willing?"
"Oh?"
Xiaoyue Louzhu heard the speech and said, "it's OK to know your destiny, but it's OK to say so."
"Among the ten halls of Yama and the two halls of impermanence, the hall of Yama and the hall of black impermanence are short of a hall owner for the time being. I wonder if the building owner can take the place of one of them." Ning Chen suggested.
"Yama, impermanence."
After a long time, he raised his head and said, "Yama palace has already had a magistrate. I can't make a fuss over the guests and take over the master, so I'll take the position of temporary ceremony and impermanence."Ning Chen hears speech, stand up, polite a gift, way, "so, then thank the building lord."
"You're welcome."
Xiaoyue, the owner of the building, got up and gave a salute. He didn't mention the reward.
Depending on others, we must make some efforts to be fair and just.
At the end of the negotiation, Xiaoyue and hongluan get up and leave and walk towards the impermanence hall in front of them.
Yama palace, Ning Chen looking at the back of the two people left, in the eye different color flashed.
Xiaoyue Lou Zhu's arrival, the ten halls and the impermanence double halls of the hell are finally completed. Next, it's time for them to fight back.
At the same time, the hongluan star territory, the western border, the holy land army fought South and North, and continued to expand their territory.
On a big star of life, di Tian, the Lord of the fourth palace of holy land, led his army to fight. Everywhere he passed, there was scorched earth.
The palace leader who likes killing most in the twelve palaces of holy land never leaves a living person under him. His ferocity is astonishing.
At this time, in the distant war, a figure in white came step by step, and the strong breath was moving and shocking.
In front of the army of holy land, di Tian sees this and looks down. The strong one!
"Who, step back!"
On both sides of ditian, the two kings of Holy Land opened their mouths and cheered in a deep voice.
"The one who sent you on the road."
Words sound down, white flash, a white dragon spear appears, Jiaolong sea, killing broke out.
Di Tian's eyes shrink slightly, claw thorns appear on his hands, cross in front of him, and forcibly block the long gun of the white dragon.
When the magic soldiers fight, the harsh sound of friction rings out. Young master Xiaobai spins his gun, and the white dragon breaks through the air. He shakes back the leader of the fourth palace of holy land.
At this moment, di Tian's side, the two kings of holy land attack has arrived, one Yin and one Yang, killing to the bone.
"Get out of here."
Childe small white Mou in cold idea flash over, white dragon magic gun sweeps a thousand troops, directly two people shock fly out.
With a move to retreat, the young master Xiaobai's attack continued. He stepped forward.
The white dragon dance is in full swing, but ditian's figure has not yet stabilized, and the opportunity to kill is coming again.
At the peak of the Kingdom, the dragon is powerful, but on the white dragon gun, the Dragon shadow appears, and the Dragon Qi breaks through the air, directly plundering to the leader of the Holy Land palace in front.
Di Tian's face changed slightly. On his hands, his claw stabs cracked in the air, trying to stop the white dragon from killing.
However, the absolute power gap makes it meaningless for the Lord of the fourth house to stop him, but the white dragon breaks through the air and directly enters the body of the latter.
"Er"
with a dull hum, di Tian retreated step by step, blood splashed in his mouth and was injured all over his body.
"Kill
In the rear, the king of the holy land was killed, and the attack was like a wave. He wanted to rescue the commander.
"I don't know how to live or die!"
Young master Bai Leng hum, in his hand the white dragon magic gun to get away, two palms to condense the power of the wind and cloud, shake the earth, meet two people.
The power of startling the sky, smashing the air, thundered on the two kings of the holy land.
The next moment, a terrible explosion sounded, the two kings of the holy land, together explosion body, blood and bone splash, scattered all over the sky.
In the army of holy land, di Tian's face changed dramatically. He was afraid to fight any more and fled.
"Can we go?"
Childe Xiaobai looks colder. He steps by, and the white dragon dances. He kills a bloody road in front of the holy land army.
Tianjiao in the divine realm, for the first time, shows amazing ability, the strength of the peak of the Kingdom, and only has the ability to fight the Lord of the fourth palace of the holy land.
In the army of thousands of holy land, young master Xiaobai came out all the way, bathed in blood, like Shura, which was frightening.
In front of him, di Tian ran away crazily and did not dare to stay for half a minute.
"I said, you can't go!"
Young master Xiao Bai drinks coldly, and the white light all over the sky. The white dragon turns into a dragon and moves forward quickly.
When the opportunity to kill comes, di Tian returns to his body in a hurry. His whole body's accomplishments break out, and he is filled with gloomy and dead air to protect his whole body.
"Boom"
when the white dragon arrives again, the Tianlong destroys the city, and the violent vibration rings out. In front of ditian, the dead air dissipates rapidly, which is hard to stop the power of the Holy Spirit.
After a moment of stalemate, in the rear, the figure of young master Xiaobai comes, his right hand is empty, and the white dragon coagulates.
The magic gun reappeared the world-famous cutting edge and ran through the dead air barrier.
A distance of ten feet, the divine power is hard to stop, young master Xiaobai steps again, bullying the body.
"Er"
but seeing the magic gun coming into the body, a waterfall of blood gushing out, the leader of the fourth palace of the Holy Land retreated, and his eyes were full of fear.
Who is this man? Why is there such a terrible strong man in the world!
"Spare my life!"
Before the crisis of life and death, di Tian no longer cares about the master of the martial arts and asks for mercy.
"Spare my life?"
Young master Xiaobai's eyes flashed by and said, "when you slaughtered the human people, did you ever think of sparing their lives? Your sin can only be returned with blood."
The words sound falls, childe small white sinks to drink a, white dragon god gun, Dragon Spirit erupts, suddenly shock to break the former body Wu bone.Wu bone is broken, meridians are broken, di Tian's figure is powerless to fall down, and his eyes are gradually dim.
Why, a bad man like him, how can he have such a short life!
Unwilling or unwilling, di Tian's final consciousness gradually dissipated and his soul returned to heaven and earth.
Young master Xiaobai drew out his magic gun and let his body fall from the sky.
This man, who has committed a heinous crime, has been stained with the blood of too many innocent people of the human race. It is cheap for him to die like this.
The invasion of the human race by the hundred ethnic groups has aroused the ugliness in the hearts of too many people. One of them is the Lord of the fourth palace of the holy land.
At the end of the battle, Xiaobai looked back at the rear army of holy land, turned and walked forward.
If they are not of our own race, their hearts will be different. The holy land army that slaughtered the human race can't let them go back.
The spear is sharp, and the figure of young master Xiaobai comes out. For a moment, the killing starts again, and the blood is red in jiuchongtian.
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