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Hongling didn't know everything in yaochi, but constantly urged Shenxi in the 11th layer of hell to suppress Xianxian sword.

The level of the artifact, one of the four swords for killing immortals, is even stronger than that of the Taiyi God King. Even the matchless son of heaven can't feel the level of its power.

"I can't believe that there are four such artifact, and there is a matching array diagram. If Zhuxian sword array is fully operated, what level will it be strong?"

Carefully sensing the breath of the sword, the God of sadness controlled by Hong Ling is now on the verge of collapse. It seems that it is simply unable to withstand the erosion of the sword's meaning.

Despite the power of Yan Huang emperor mirror and Hong Ling, the God of sorrow can't be compared with this kind of artifact in the face of the almost endless power of the trapped immortal sword. The level of its noumenon is too low.

Boom, a terrible roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth. Immediately, Hong Ling sensed that there was some powerful force that directly blew into the Xianxian sword, which made the sword even send out a lament that could not bear the burden.

Inside the yaochi, the Taishang put away his sword finger. Obviously, he was not satisfied with the angle of this finger, but he was not handsome enough!

Ignoring the old man's show off, Lian Chengyue glared at him and the green bull, turned around and walked slowly towards the center of the yaochi lake. There was a blazing flame all over the body, making the water surface reflect the fire haze all over the sky.

"It's finally about to start. This little ancestor should have survived three disasters and nine difficulties many years ago. It's really irritating to have to wait for the bastard in the lower bound. Qingniu, do you think I'll find a chance to beat him up?"

The emperor wanted to lean on the body of the green cow, but the latter was disgusted. He moved his body and pulled him away with the hooves of the cow, and did not bird him.

"You want to die yourself, but don't drag me. If you are killed by this little ancestor, who knows when to live back, old man, should I draw a line with you?"

Qingniu turned pale and ate the peach leaves at the edge of the yaochi lake, but it was only half eaten. Suddenly, it sensed that there was a strong breath and locked himself. He ran to the Empress Dowager in a hurry and watched the figure in the sky with vigilance.

"No, her father is here. This guy is not going to make trouble again."

Looking at qingniu with disdain, the emperor looked at the man coming, but bowed slightly at him, and did not dare to have the slightest rebellious color. In the face of this one, no one in the world dare to be presumptuous, even the former monkey.

In the hell, Hong Ling's eyes gaped at the second breath of the broken sky. Seeing that it could not fight the trapped immortal sword, he cried out, and the whole person was a little stunned.

Who in the end sent out these two breath after another? They could not resist this powerful artifact through a very long time and space.

When he was ready to try to suppress the sword, a third finger appeared suddenly in the void. A huge golden wish power was released from this one. The sword fell from the air with a bang, and the cracks were all over it.

The three strong breath constantly interweave on this sword, which makes it cry incessantly, but dare not have any idea of resistance.

"It's amazing. Even the one in the west can't help it. These two little ancestors are really terrible. When they see them, they have to make a detour, or they will be bullied. The old man will never lend me the diamond chisel like he taught the monkey!"

Qingniu, who is chewing peach leaves, widens his eyes and subconsciously moves back to the outside of the Yao pool. However, when the emperor and the man who appeared glanced at it, the guy froze and reluctantly returned to the old man's back.

As for the strange Xianjian, Hong Ling can roughly guess. It should be someone from yaochi, but he can't determine who it is.

"It's easy to suppress the Xianxian trapped sword, one of the four swords for killing immortals. Who is going to attack it? Its power is so terrible!"

After a little meditation, Hongling didn't dare to approach the Xianxian sword, but subconsciously pulled the distance away from the sword, for fear of being hurt by the other side.

Some old monsters are totally determined by their mood. If he is beaten to vomit blood, it is not worth it. Moreover, he can't afford to provoke such an old devil.

Hum, between heaven and earth suddenly rang out the shrill sword chant, but it was the trapped immortal sword which was repeatedly hit. It seemed that he was afraid, and suddenly burst into the sea of God of Hongling with a snort.

"Well? This guy... "

Hong Ling just wanted to say something. Suddenly, the three strong breath attached to the Xianxian sword suddenly burst out in his God sea, making his body stiff. Immediately, there was a huge God's light raging around him.

Bang, the terrible Shenxi storm constantly tearing each other, together with the body of the matchless son of the road cracks, he entered the realm of Taiyi Shenjun, again suffered heavy damage, it is extremely unfortunate.

The thick plasma seeps from the bloodstain, which makes Hongling's breath decay. It seems that the three different gods intend to destroy him, and even join hands to destroy his God sea."Damn it, which three old monsters are going to embarrass my son!"

With her teeth clenched, Hong Ling urged the God's light from the source of God, and constantly resisted the three exotic breath from the trapped immortal sword, which made a huge cyclone quickly gather around her, enveloping the whole 11th layer of hell.

This seems to have fallen into a dead circle. The divine light of the matchless son and the three exotic breath seem to be in a deadlock. New forces are urgently needed to break the balance.

"Do you really think my son is a bully? God dragon blood, wake up for me

He quickly overlapped his hands with his teeth, and Hung Ling suddenly locked his pupils. In an instant, a dense dark golden streamer spread out to his four limbs.

Ang!

The roar of the Dragon suddenly resounded through the void, and the magnificent heavenly power turned into a storm and swept around. Even the whole earth was crushed down half a foot, creating a spider web like crack.

The dense dark gold dragon scales wrapped all the skin, on which there were countless subtle thunder arcs cruising, which broke out a powerful power, making Hong Ling's whole body distorted, making him look like a ferocious monster.

The new powerful God Xi, with indescribable terror and destructive power, makes everything in Hongling's body quickly crumble, whether it is his blood or breath, which is directly defeated by the power brought by the blood of the dragon.

He was surprised that the three forces, which had been rampant at random, broke up at the same time and could no longer pose any threat.

In the eyes of the matchless son, even after he wakes up the blood of the dragon, he will never be able to produce such a powerful force. But why did these three breath collapse directly?

Inside the Yao pool, a powerful evil spirit gushed out directly from the fireball on the water and locked to the figure standing with the negative hand of the supreme emperor, which made them look stiff and quickly withdrew their own strength.

As for the western sky, it is also covered by the powerful peacock shadow, making all the Buddhist light dim.

"Tut Tut, those two little ancestors are angry. It seems that I acted wisely as a spectator."

Qingniu chewed a ginseng fruit that he got from somewhere. He looked at the emperor and another giant in heaven happily. This guy seemed very proud of his action of protecting himself, which made the emperor and the middle-aged emperor robed man a little angry.

"My Lord, how many years have you and I not eaten beef hotpot?"

The middle-aged man looked at the benevolent emperor with a smile. It seemed that he was communicating the profound topic between gentlemen, which made qingniu shiver.

"It must have been many years. Why, your majesty, has you found the best beef?"

If you take a look at qingniu, the emperor slightly licks the corner of his mouth, and his eyes show the green light of Laotie.

Gudu, swallowing the ginseng fruit that has not been chewed, with the peach leaves and its hard branches. The green cow eyes stare at the two guys, and turns and runs.

"It seems that the little guy has a strong blood. Do you think it is possible for him to take away the little girl who has turned herself into a spirit of killing immortals from the masters of various forces?"

The middle-aged man sighed helplessly and turned to look at the huge fireball above the yaochi lake. Among them, lianchengyue is suffering from three disasters and nine difficulties, breaking out a powerful force bit by bit.

"Doesn't your majesty believe in my childlike eyes, or do you not believe in your own daughter?"

For the most noble man in the heaven, the emperor smiles. He reaches out and points to the shadow of the huge peacock in the Yao pool, which is constantly blooming with golden wish power. His voice is full of admiration.

"What's more, that little guy is a man who even the peacock Daming king of this generation is so fond of and willing to protect himself with his own life. Who dares to underestimate him?"

"That's right, ah Yue's talent, but he was promoted by himself. Even those little girls who are like monsters are inseparable from him. How did he come to this day, a little lower Kingdom son of Chu?"

With a slight sigh, the man in imperial robe seems to be more and more curious about Hongling. However, he is just like the Supreme Master and never helps. At most, when lianchengyue makes a move, he opens one eye and closes one eye.

The people of their generation have now reached the absolute height, and the path of the younger generation can only be taken by themselves. As for whether it is life or death, whether it is good or bad, it is impossible to interfere at will.

Bang, the powerful Dragon God Xi directly smashed the three forces in his body, and took it as food, making his own level slightly improved.

Hongling felt the silent Xianxian sword in his body. The whole person finally showed a smile. Through the power of the sword, he knew that he had temporarily suppressed the sword and obtained its approval.

"I really want to thank those three unknown guys. Without their help, I'm afraid it would be very difficult for my Shenxi to suppress the Xianxian sword, let alone borrow its power!"

After a careful induction, Hong Ling suddenly found that she had lost the breath of Xiao Qingyao. She seemed to be far away from herself, but now she is experiencing a perfect transformation.

"Thank you, elder martial sister. If I can bring Su Yu back from hell alive, I will find you!"After a little meditation, Hongling removed the Longhua state and leaned down to press his hand on the earth. The dark golden light was bubbling out of the palm.

All of a sudden, on the ground of the 11th floor of hell, there are countless bright silk threads spreading around, and immeasurable cracks constantly appear, which directly connect the barriers of the 12th and 11th floors.

Brush brush, the crack just appeared, below the twelfth layer of hell suddenly several streamers toward Hong Ling, its power, let him can't help but frown.

"Hum, I haven't found you scumbags yet. You've come to the door on your own initiative, you bastards who bewitch Su Yu!"

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