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The huge force of robbery suddenly exploded in the weak water, making Hongling's eyes slightly frozen. He didn't expect that when he entered the gate of hell, someone would dare to attack himself. Moreover, judging from the strength of the robbery force, the other party is still a strong person in the road environment.

"It's really annoying." The matchless son pondered for a while, and slightly locked the pupil.

In an instant, in the cold weak water, suddenly there is a dark gold sword meaning, and the storm blows towards four weeks. At this time, all the water waves are pushed forward by the strong and sharp air, which turns into an amazing undercurrent. And in this current, there are countless swords whistling and trembling, just like a school of deep-sea fish, aiming at the impact of the destructive force.

Boom!

The huge water spray suddenly exploded on the water surface, and immediately there was a terrible and tyrannical force interwoven, pushing the calm sea surface out of a huge vacuum vortex. There are two swirling clouds of light and shadow. They are separated from each other, and their bodies exude a formidable and imperious pressure.

"The seventh apostle!" Hong Ling raised her eyebrows slightly. Looking at the old monk in front of her, she said in a deep voice, "I heard that your name is gongsunye? Why, the gate of hell has not yet entered, can't wait to settle the old accounts between the seventh and the tenth

Countless trembling dark gold swords are chanting behind Hong Ling, releasing the meaning of a powerful sword. And the weak water between heaven and earth to seal the law of the force. But can't let its breath weaken at all. It was as if the sea of 3000 weak waters, which had a strong oppressive force on other apostles and friars, was of no use to him.

Not only weak water, even the ghost fire above it, can not produce any threat to Hongling. At this time, he was permeated with a faint force of water system rules, which resonated with the weak sea. If you carefully understand it, you will find that it is the law of weak water that he has long understood.

Driven by the calamity of heaven, these laws even directly resolve the terrible suppression brought by ghost fire and weak water. Even the big array hidden in the two can not let Hongling's power be completely imprisoned. And the consequence of this is that he can always maintain his peak combat power.

Even if you can only use a trace of heaven, the matchless son of the world can break out the most powerful power. Now he was accompanied by the tears of his wife. Even if the other apostles joined hands, he would not be defeated. As for Gongsun ye, who was the seventh apostle, the intensity and density of the path of heaven in his body were only equivalent to those of Zhao Yuesheng, the ninth apostle. Such a level, Hong Ling really does not pay attention to.

"Hongling, the tenth apostle! It seems that your strength is much stronger than we imagined! " Gongsun ye, with a cold look on his face, was staring at the matchless son whose robe had changed from white to dark gold. He also reached for a move and grabbed out a bloody long knife out of thin air. He poured his whole body's strength into it, as if he intended to start directly.

"Your Excellency has not answered my question!" Instead of paying attention to the ten Yanjun who are staring at this place over the sea of fire, Hong Ling reaches out and grabs a sad sword and points it at Gongsun Yeyao. "I'll ask you again, are you going to settle the relationship between the seventh hall and the tenth hall?"

Hiss! The bloody Dao Qi suddenly breaks through the sky and cuts to the sky, with the majestic and incomparable sense of strong horizontal Dao. It even broke the law of weak water between the two people, and cut down heavily towards Hongling. It was like the bloody waning moon. It was obviously Gongsun Ye's effort to inflict a heavy blow to the tenth apostle on the spot.

"When you take this knife, you will be qualified to have a dialogue with us! Just a tenth apostle, even if he has some strength, it's better to keep a low profile against the apostles who are higher than themselves! " Gongsun ye did not hide the arrogance on his face. Although he was old, he would not restrain himself because he was the seventh apostle.

Seeing the air of the sword falling, Hong Ling shook her head and suddenly raised her hand to gently point out the sword. The blade with dark golden halo was in the middle of the bloody Dao Qi, which was smashed with a bang. Instead of looking back, he locked his pupils. In a flash, several long swords burst out sharp metal whistling sound, cutting six yunjiaosheng from behind into pieces.

"Now, Lord Gongsun ye, can you give me a good answer?" Hung Ling raised her head and looked at the ugly old man. His tone was still calm and indifferent, but the cold evil spirit from his whole body made the seventh apostle tremble.

"Hum! After you and I enter the hell, there will be time to settle the accounts of the seventh and tenth hell halls. I hope that when the time comes, Lord Hong Ling, who is the tenth apostle, will have the confidence to ask me! " Gongsun Ye didn't look at Hong Ling, but he jumped into the air, bent his knees, and shot down into the weak sea with his knife.

Hong Ling eyebrows a pick, some unhappy looking at the bottom of the vortex is about to disappear at the bottom of the seventh apostle. He suddenly locked his pupils, and suddenly a dark golden streamer lit up under the dark whirlpool. Before Gongsun ye could enter the water, countless Dao long swords with powerful swords were shooting at him.

Boom!

The explosion exploded rapidly again at the bottom of the vortex, causing the entire vacuum to collapse directly. Gongsun Ye's body shape was blown out of the water by the powerful sword spirit after he tried his best to block several long swords. He did not even have time to adjust his posture, the corner of his eye has caught a ray of dark gold thunder.Hiss!

His body, like a ghost, crossed the seventh apostle on the surface of the water. In an instant, his body broke into countless pieces. Hongling, who maintained the state of Longhua, turned slightly, but didn't go to see the ugly seventh Yanjun. He killed the seventh apostle with one sword. Although he used the power of the dragon, it was really amazing.

The majestic vitality continuously diffuses in the broken flesh and blood, and is accompanied by the terrible pressure of rage. All the scattered corpses quickly turned into thick plasma, and congealed into gongsunye's appearance over the sea of weak water. The seventh apostle was pale and his eyes were full of shame and indignation.

"How could that happen? He was able to use the force of his blood to directly strengthen the density and intensity of his own Tiandao notch. What is the origin of this tenth apostle! It's enough not to be suppressed by ghost fire and weak water. It seems that even the great array has little influence on him! "

Above the sky, Yan Huan, the ninth of the ten Yanjun, was watching Hongling, who rushed into the weak water with great interest. The essence of his eyes became more and more prosperous. He even licked the corner of his mouth, as if enjoying the delicious food. This move, let Su Yanjun eyebrow a pick.

"This dead demon, do you like Hong Ling Su Mo suddenly thought that if the matchless son was entangled by Yan Huan, it would be very interesting. He was forced to do by Ye Ying before. Isn't it the credit of this bastard? Do you want to open one eye and close one eye to make the ninth Yanjun feel sick?

Hong Ling, who was in the weak water with four divine realms, suddenly shivered. He didn't know who cursed himself behind his back, but he certainly had impure intentions. If such an asshole is really successful, he will have a headache.

"People, as expected, can not be too excellent, easy to attract bees and butterflies!" The matchless son boasted in his heart, and then slowly withdrew from the Longhua state.

Now his strength has been able to stabilize the ninth apostle Zhao Yuesheng and the seventh apostle Gongsun Ye. So the next thing he has to think about is the other seven. Among them, the first and second apostles are the most powerful. Once on, even if he has the tears of his concubine, he is not sure to win.

"Su Yu, wait for me. This time, no matter what, I will make you wake up! " At this time, Hong Ling is sensing the coffin of God's silence in the ring of space with divine sense, and her face is full of determination. If Su Yu could not be revived this time, he would never go out of hell. If anyone dares to break a big deal, he will not show mercy.

Hum!

The clear sword chant constantly rings in the water. In an instant, countless long swords burst out, chopping the six yunjiaosheng into countless pieces. Under the suppression of the ten Yanjun formation, the strength of these monsters has been suppressed by half. It is almost impossible to threaten him.

The four deities looked at the young apostles in front of them, and their eyes were full of awe inspiring color. This is the peerless monster chosen by Yan Jun, which is enough to suppress the seventh and ninth apostles. And he seems to be younger than the other nine apostles. Hongling, the matchless son of the world, how did he cultivate such a strength?

Seeing more and more close to the sea bottom of the weak water, Hong Ling can feel more and more strong the force of confinement oppressed on her body. These terrorist forces gathered from the array even began to penetrate his heavenly circuit, making his breath more and more weak.

In contrast, the strength of the four masters in the divine realm is still strong and not suppressed by the array. However, Hong Ling was keenly aware that once the four men were truly separated from their own defense, they would be destroyed by the powerful weak water force. Under the erosion of this terrible power, even if they are the Taiyi Shenjing, they will be completely disillusioned.

"It's no wonder that this place is said to be invincible under the Emperor Yan. Even if it is a strong man in the realm of Taoism, without the seal of Yan Jun, who is responsible for suppressing the formation, I'm afraid we can't get here. Once the strength of the formation broke out, they could only be killed here. Without enough strength to condense their own curse seal, it is almost impossible for them to revive themselves! "

Hongling murmured to herself, the dignified color in her eyes became more and more thick. Although the mark of heaven is immortal, human consciousness will be weakened constantly. Once experienced thousands of times of destruction, the remaining consciousness will become chaos. At that time, all the Tiandao scoring circuits will lose the medium of maintenance, and will collapse accordingly.

"Eternal killing is the erasure of those who are strong in the realm of Taoism on another level. Those who master the power of the laws of time and space can accelerate the passage of time with their own blessing. In this way, the powerful people they killed had little chance to be reborn. Once the personal mark on the mark of heaven cannot be restored, then it is really dead! "

Constantly sensing the power of the big array below, Hong Ling more and more affirmed their own ideas. How can there be such a simple immortality in this world, which is also based on a strong strength. Otherwise, once killed and sealed by the town, it will also be their own fate in the hands of others. In this way, it is also a disguised death.

"My Lord, below is the real entrance to hell!" The four divine realms pointed to the huge light clusters that appeared on the sea bottom, and said in a deep voice: "the vacuum vortex formed by this thing has a powerful array to imprison any Taoist rhyme. Therefore, once you enter it, your own Tiandao notch and the Dao artifact on your body will not work. At that time, only the four of us will be able to guard it! ""Do you mean that this entrance is a silent place completely separated from Daoyun and Jieli?" Hong Ling frowned, obviously did not expect to have such a region.

"Yes, the place of silence is actually the most dangerous. Here, it takes a long time for many monks to wake up once they are killed by the town. And the one who has no understanding of Tao rhyme is the most terrible one

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