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Bang, the extremely powerful magic power surges around, shattering the barrier between the 11th and 12th layers of hell.

The matchless son of heaven stood in the air, and his whole body was filled with a vast dark golden light, which was like a real killing intention, which made his whole body void constantly distorted.

In front of him, the trembling God of sorrow was burning a blazing flame, which split and transformed rapidly in front of him, releasing the dense sword meaning, like the soft and beautiful aurora in the far north.

Without any verbal confrontation, several human figures shot up into the sky and rushed towards the sword air barrier above the sky, and soon crossed between heaven and earth.

Bang, he quickly pierced the sword air barrier arranged by Hongling with the divine light. These evil figures still have the same body shape and are plunging towards him.

If we say that the strength of a single magic cultivation is not as strong as that of Hong Ling, but once these people join hands, the combined power will be enough to astonish the world.

Holding a sad sword swimming in front of him, the matchless son of the world took it with a sword flower, and the man fell down quickly.

Hiss, a magic cultivation shrouded in the black fog was instantly cut into two sections by him. The black blood of the devil was splashed in the void, eroding the void into black fog.

Hong Ling looked at the disappearing figure with a dignified face, and slowly let go of the long sword that had been corroded in her hand. The God light on her body was still raging.

The power of the devil is extremely strange. Even if his realm is still above these people, it is difficult for the other party to be wiped out directly, especially when there are masters behind them.

The eroded void is constantly collapsing, but the dark fog is rapidly condensing, which turns out to be a magic shadow with magnificent breath, which makes Hongling's pressure increase sharply.

"Well, you don't dare to show your true face. Do you just hide and hide?"

Suddenly, the pupil was locked, and Hongling's whole body's Shenxi quickly mobilized all the long swords and made them burst out into more brilliant swords.

At this time, he was in the sword rain, and his meridians and acupoints were breathing in the powerful divine light, which made all the evil Qi that was intended to erode him rapidly dissipate. Even several bodies that suddenly approached him melted like ice and snow, so it was impossible to contact him.

Seeing that he couldn't defeat Hongling's defense, several black magic shadows quickly interweave in the void, and suddenly burst out a breath that was enough to match it.

It was a dark moon, hovering in front of Hong Ling, drawing powerful forces.

The indescribable terror power suddenly aroused the power of the whole twelfth layer hell, and drove the consciousness of heaven in it, which made it add the breath of the black residual moon to the inestimable level.

Hongling saw that the strength of the Wanyue was getting stronger and stronger, and the whole person's face was awe inspiring. He quickly raised the God of sorrow in his hand to the sky. There was a huge God's light around him, which condensed into a dark golden cyclone. He rolled all the long swords and sealed the void.

Hiss, the Wanyue burst out rapidly, suddenly broke the air, and hit the Shenxi cyclone protected by Hongling, which made it collapse suddenly.

As soon as he had no time to think about it, the matchless son saw that many long swords collapsed together with the cyclone. He quickly put his sword in front of him and enhanced his power to the extreme with his own divine light.

The Wanyue, which suddenly appeared from the frenzied storm, was directly cut on the sad God of Hongling's chest, and was in a stalemate with it, making the sword send out a cry of unbearable sorrow.

"What a powerful force, just this magic power, is not weaker than that of Taiyi Shenjun. How can there be such a powerful cultivation in the twelve layers of hell? Don't they need to go to a deeper level?"

Seeing that there is a tiny crack on the sad God, Hong Ling hums coldly, and suddenly moves the divine light to the extreme and shakes the whole sword.

With a bang, the dark moon suddenly retreated, and Hongling's body was flying across the void, shooting at it violently, and then smashing it.

In the sky, the debris of the moon fluttered and fell, like black snow, almost covering the earth below. However, Hung Ling, who was shrouded in divine consciousness, frowned.

"Not dead? You demon cultivators are really like a hundred footed insects, dead but not stiff! "

After wiping on the God of sorrow, Hongling wiped away a crack on it, which made the dark golden flame on the sword stronger.

Goo Doo, all the black fragments melt rapidly, condensed into dark red plasma. They turn into countless magic shadows with huge breath on the earth, staring at the matchless son with cold eyes.

He bent his knees quickly to get ready, and all the magic shadows burst out again and rushed towards Hongling.

Although these powerful beings are all generated by fragmentation, they devour the God light left by the previous attacks of the matchless son. They are even more powerful than when they first appeared, which makes people hard to resist.

The sword in his hand quickly danced, and Hongling was constantly defusing the attack from the impact, so that there was a bright light flashing between heaven and earth.

However, these powerful beings never seem to be tired. They are still entangled with Hongling, making him unable to move."It's disgusting. You're too naive to hold me back!"

Turning back the sword quickly, Hong Ling suddenly stepped into the air and crossed with a demon shadow, and chopped it into two sections with a hissing sound.

The blazing flame and sword Qi directly incinerated the origin of the evil shadow and completely annihilated its breath.

The matchless son of the world is still independent, but his powerful power makes all the shadows afraid of being completely wiped out.

"Are you afraid? But I'm not serious yet

A little towards her, Hong Ling's fingertips point out a layer of dark golden ripples in the void, and instantly condenses the simple Yan Huang Emperor's mirror, which makes it constantly chirp and tremble.

The flickering flame is constantly winding the outline of the bronze mirror, making it like a big sun in the sky, shining on the four sides.

The matchless son of the world holding a long sword saw many evil shadows blocking the void, but he did not dare to attack himself. With a contemptuous smile, he stepped into the mirror of emperor Yanhuang.

Hum, copper mirror constantly warble, immediately there is a line of fire gushing from it, in the void quickly condensed into many figures.

these shadows as like as two peas under the dim golden flame are all the same as Hung Ling. They are mirrors of the bronze mirror condensing by their own power, and the breath has not diminished.

Brush, innumerable mirror images quickly burst forward, instantly and a lot of magic shadow hit together, making them constantly explode.

When all the magic shadows disappeared in the sight, Hongling, who walked out of the mirror of Yanhuang emperor, looked down at the earth below, and the light of God was slowly converging.

The bronze mirror shrinks rapidly and turns into a dark gold diamond crystal inlaid in the center of Hongling's eyebrows, which makes his breath nearly double at this moment.

He stretched out his hand and took the sword flower. He quickly turned it and threw it toward the earth below. His pupil was also suddenly locked.

Hiss, the God of sorrow quickly tore open the air and blasted down towards the earth below. His huge sword was intended to wreak havoc on everything it met.

At the same time, all the mirror images were pulled by Hongling's will, and fell down in the air, pounding down the earth below like countless meteorites.

The roar and roar, the raging flame and the air wave set off countless earth and stone, and melted them into hot magma before they fell.

Suddenly burst open the earth's sad sword, at this time seems to hit some hard monster, suddenly issued a sonorous sword chant.

The lava channel opened by the sword idea has not yet shrunk, and the burning mirror image has already burst into it with the sword, making the earth of the twelve layers of hell constantly undulating and splitting countless terrible gullies burning dark gold magma.

Oh, an angry roar suddenly rang out from the earth below, and immediately there was a black magic. The tide opened the land within ten thousand feet, making Hongling finally see the shape of the object.

It was a huge humanoid monster, to be exact, a humanoid wolf covered with black scales and bone spines, with a long double-edged spiral gun in his hand.

All the burning images were completely shattered, and they couldn't hold a breath in front of the magic tsunami that the monster erupted.

At this time, the God of sorrow was covered with cracks, and was being blocked by the barrier of the double-edged spiral spear. It was constantly sending out bursts of grief, as if it were about to burst.

"The devil of heaven! I said, how can people have such a strong killing intention? It turns out that this guy is from outside the heaven pass, or a monster in the realm of Taiyi God King! "

Hong Ling really couldn't understand why this guy was dormant here. Because of his accomplishments in the realm of Taiyi Shenjun, it was very difficult to meet an expert who could suppress him in the depths of hell. Why was he here?

Reaching out one after another in the void, Hongling quickly coagulates ten sword of law with her own divine light, and suddenly flicks his sleeve and throws it towards the monster below.

The ten swords of the law, which burst down suddenly, soared to the size of 100 Zhang, forming a powerful cage of sword array around the monster, and surrounded it.

At the moment of the formation of the sword array, the God of sadness, which was originally resisted by the double-edged spiral spear, was smashed by the magic breath from the monster.

"What happened in the depths of hell? Even these supernatural creatures that reach the realm of God and monarch have to stay on the twelfth floor! "

Although it was impossible to understand the reason, Hong Ling had a keen intuition, which could vaguely infer that something had happened. This made the monsters in the land of Taiyi Shenjun dare not enter into the deeper level easily, or they had already entered it, but they were forced to return here.

"Well, who's here again? Are there monks alive in the twelfth hell?"

She raised her head slightly and looked at the figure shot from the distance. Hong Ling's frown suddenly stretched out. The monk who came to me was a green bird!

"Be careful, son-in-law. The demon is anubis, who was wounded by the immortal array spirit and returned to the twelfth hell for healing. The gun of longjinus in his hand is very strong!"

When the green bird's voice fell, Hong Ling saw that his sword array that trapped the demon suddenly started to sound and tremble.At this time, the huge demon god suddenly raised the longjinus grab in his hand and stabbed the earth under him.

It was only with a sound of hissing that a pitch black flame spread around, as if to invade the sword array formed by ten gods of sorrow.

"Well?"

The matchless son raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not pay attention to the attack of the demons below, but quietly stared at the sword array. He wanted to know how strong the monster was when he cooperated with Longinus.

The black flame rapidly forms the cobra with hissing, and winds toward the ten sword of law. At the moment when they touch the giant sword, the powerful law burst out by the God of sorrow will defeat it directly, but this is only temporary, because the power of the double-edged spiral grab seems to have no end.

The burning demonic flame and poisonous snake poured into many long swords one after another. In the storm of the law, they put out the meaning of the sword bit by bit, and then quickly wrapped up a huge sword.

At the moment when they twined the sword, Hong Ling suddenly turned white. He spat out black blood, which was ugly.

Click, the whole sword array is making a crisp crack, and immediately there are countless ferocious cracks spreading from the long sword, which makes the whole sword array's breath decay rapidly.

"Son in law, quickly take back the sword array, otherwise, you will be severely damaged by this demon God!"

The green bird just appeared beside Hongling, and had already sacrificed the diamond carving, and wanted to fight off the roaring demon God below.

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