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Naturally, other people were unable to compare to him in terms of the cultivation of Spirit Ascension. Because he was not troubled by his state of mind, his breakthrough was clear everywhere.

After the hellfire had devoured the seal, the fire started to decrease at a visible rate. However, the heat wave that shot into the sky was increasing in intensity, and even Three Heroes was retreating a few dozen feet.

Could the people inside still live? The Nine Netherworld came out and the red dust fell to the ground; the green flames were gone and the white bones turned to ashes. If a Saint were to cast a spell, the power would be no less than heavenly tribulation.

The green flame had already attached itself to the surface of Ling Du's body, forming a human-shaped flame. Not dead yet! Everyone exclaimed, and San Cai frowned. They did not believe that a swordmaster could withstand the Nine Nether Flame's burn.

"Ice of the Dark World, explode!" Ling Jun gave a loud shout, and the green flame attached to his body shattered, scattering in all directions. Green flames covered the ground, melting the rocks. The frightful heat wave directly sent one of the Three Ingots' emperor body flying.

Boom! The blue flame broke. Di Kun waved his staff and released a white light. "Nine Serenities Lightning Strike."

"The Nine Hells Storm." Di Tian made his move at the same time. The fallen emperor was also unwilling to fall behind. "Icy Town of Tartarus."

The combination of the three mages was truly shocking. The wind and clouds dimmed, the sun and moon dimmed, the black mountain covered with ice, and thunder and lightning raged. The moment the three of them made their move, their legs were first frozen in ice. Then the thunderstorm swept towards him.

Rumbling could be heard as the mages flew into a rage, and the mountains and rivers trembled. The storm stirred up stones and stones that filled the air, lightning broke through the void and surrounded Ling Jun. The dark valley instantly became a rumbling hell on earth. The area within a radius of 200 feet around Ling Du became deathly pale.

The shadow moved in the white light, his body half crouching, his right hand striking the ground. He wanted to flee?

Of course not, "Aphrodisiac Door." As soon as Ling Jun finished his sentence, the three heroes of the Di Clan started to float.

In a split-second, the storm dissipated, the sound of thunder faded, the ice shattered, and the sky cleared. What happened? Everyone could not believe their eyes. The pitch-black monster was still standing in its original spot. The black dirt on his right hand had already disappeared, revealing his snow-white skin. There was a hint of sickness in the whiteness, as if it was caused by the absence of sunlight all year round.

Then, the Di family's three heroes were separated into a triangle and suspended in the air, constantly struggling. Are they trapped? "It seems I can't see the cage." The Gates of Hell. The Gates of Hell. " Someone from within the crowd exploded into a roar of fear.

To be exact, it was a technique that imitated hell. The Spirit was using the Aphrodisiac Gate of Hell, one of the Eight Gates of Hell. A nose without intersecting, its door could not be seen, and it countered the enemy in the blink of an eye, making them suffer as if they were being tormented from hell.

The Three Heroes weren't in a good mood. They were trapped in an invisible cage, suffering from the attacks of countless Formless Frost Hands and terrifying flames that seemed to come out of nowhere. Colourless, formless flames. The emperor with the lowest cultivation base was already wailing in grief. Di Tian and Di Kun were also struggling desperately.

"Muddy cultivation experience, Nine Hell's Tribulation." Both of Di Tian's hands exploded with a sinister white light as he tore open the door with his nose. At the same time, Di Kun's staff also broke the cage.

Ling Du sneered, "You have the power of Nine Nether, while I have the power of all the sects in hell. "Open!" Boom! Boom! Boom! The ground in front of him collapsed. Darkness, darkness, and terror. Everyone seemed to hear the shrill cries of countless ghosts. It was the endless sound of the wind and the flow of true energy.

As soon as the emperor broke through the door, he fell into the black rope path, panicking as he acted out the tragedy of hell's escape. His body turned black, his hands desperately trying to grab, trying to escape the devouring process of the Gates of Hell. However, the black Qi was like maggots attached to bones that continued to spread and eventually engulfed him. "Aaaah!" What a heart-shattering scream. His body was completely black, and he frantically rolled around on the ground. His body was already deformed. Both his hands gripped his neck, and he pulled with all his might. Chi chi. Blood gushed wildly. He had scratched his throat. "Save me, save me!" He let out a helpless whine.

"Third brother." Di Kun roared as he rushed towards the emperor, grabbing both of his hands. The black lines that were originally wrapping around the emperor crazily rushed towards Di Kun. His legs were already black, and he was trapped on all fours. The two people who were pulling each other were trembling. However, with Di Kun's help, the emperor's black line had already retreated to their chests.

Di Tian, on the other hand, had a slight trace of conflict between him and Qin Wentian. He had to buy time for the other two participants. Only by attacking at the same time would the three of them have a chance of winning.

The activation of the two Gates of Hell had consumed quite a bit of spiritual energy as well. Although there was only a single person in front of him, he had been battling three of them the entire time.

"The Nine Netherworld Tribulation." Di Tian's hands lit up as he used his hands as swords to fight the spirit beasts at close range. He was a mage, but his swordsmanship was definitely not bad.

The rays of light were too dazzling to take in. Ling Jun had a sword in his hand, and each move was fatal. The two figures flashed about wildly, and everyone could only feel a berserk aura getting closer and closer to them.

"Divine Tribulation Slash." Di Tian brought his hands together, as if he was holding a sword, and slashed towards Ling Jun who was in front of him.

"Heaven Shaking Palm." Ling Jun changed his cultivation technique, his left palm struck towards Di Tian while his right palm shone with a dazzling light.

Boom! The two of them were struck by the attack at the same time. They retreated swiftly and fell to the ground at the same time. Crazy, they were all evenly matched. Everyone couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Just now, your sudden sneak attack was a success. If one Di Tian couldn't win, what about the other two?

"Roar!" The emperor bellowed and broke free of the black rope as Ling Du fell to the ground. His neck was still bleeding, but he had already pounced forward. "Nine Nether Ice Barrier." Peng, chi chi, the lower half of Ling Jun's body had already been frozen. The ice spread at an extremely fast speed. One zhang, three zhang, ten zhang.

The three English characters were also triangular formations, with their hands held horizontally in front of them. Chi chi. It formed a triangular ring of light. "The three of them rushed towards Ling Jun. Three directions, one target." The Nine Hell Lightning Cut. "

After the three of them met, the enemy was divided into at least four sections. Thump thump thump. The sound of stepping on ice could move a person's soul. The sound of thunder shook the entire valley. To think that it would be so cruel, cutting through the opponent. How bad would it be to offend the Three Ying? Many of them did not want to get into this muddy water anymore. If they were infuriated by this Giant Thunderclap Formation, who would be able to survive?

This technique could not be more familiar. Back then, Di Jiang, who was the leader of the Three Heroes, used the Lightning Cut Formation and exterminated 20,000 soldiers of the ancient country in one go. It could be said to be the most terrifying garrotte formation.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The ice broke into pieces. Countless ice shards were like blades, shooting towards the Three Heroes. The Three Heroes jumped, rolled, shattered the ice, and broke through the seal. Their speed was so fast that it could make people speechless. When they had erupted with their attacks, Rachel had actually formed a wall of lightning and shattered all the ice blades.

Terrifying Three Ying, the unstoppable absolute kill. Although Spirit broke through the ice and made blades, they had already fallen to the ground. The Wall of Lightning disappeared, restoring the triangle-shaped pillar of lightning that surrounded them. At this moment, the three spiritual beasts were less than two zhang away. Moreover, their speed had already been raised to the limit. Even if the sword faction was trapped within, it would still be difficult for them to escape the fate of being dismembered.

Everyone tensed to the extreme. It was as if they could see the terrifying scene of blood splattering everywhere and limbs flying everywhere. Treasures can harm people, treasures can harm people. This was a bloody fact that no one could change. The weak could only live on humbly, or die cleanly.

The battle had already been decided, both the spirit and spirit would die without a doubt.