"Buzz"
The endless sea of ​​fire in the underworld seemed to be angry by Hong Yaoyang, setting off endless fire waves and crazily hit the Hall of the God of the Underworld.
"Long Chen, you despicable guy, have a go to fight."
Hong Yaoyang gritted his teeth. He knew that he had been fooled by Long Chen and fell into Long Chen's plan.
The underworld karma fire is a flame that transcends the divine path. As long as it is within the cycle of cause and effect, it will inevitably be bound by karma fire.
He was furious just now and attacked Long Chen. He had already locked it up and thought he could kill Long Chen with one blow. Unexpectedly, Long Chen was actually locked up by the Demon Moon Furnace and avoided his lock.
As a result, he fell into the sea of ​​karma fire as soon as he shot down. Now he planted the "cause" in the karma fire, and then he would bear the "fruit" of the karma fire attack.
The Netherworld Fire regarded him and Long Chen as enemies and attacked them crazily. Long Chen hid in the Demon Moon Furnace. The Netherworld Fire could not attack him at all, and he didn't even need to turn on defense.
At this time, seeing the Netherworld Fire being irritated, Long Chen laughed and stood in the Demon Moon Furnace and shouted: "Hong Yaoyang, you are weak and incompetent guy, come in and fight if you don't come. If you don't come, you will be your grandson."
"you……"
Watching Long Chen hiding in the Demon Moon Furnace, stirring back and forth in the endless sea of ​​Netherworld Fire, as if he had been swallowed up by the flames, but Netherworld Fire was still unable to do anything to him. His hair was so angry that he did not dare to rush into Netherworld Fire.
If he dares to attack the Netherworld Fire again, he will be infected with more cause and effect. If it is just these Netherworld Fire, he will not be afraid. If there are too many Cause and effect, he will be desolate when the Netherworld Fire is attracted by the Netherworld Fire in other realms.
"Long Chen, you idiot, do you think there is a turtle shell, so I can't do anything to you?
There is a time limit for the outbreak of this underworld fire. After two hours, they will be summoned by the law and return to hell. At that time, I will regret coming to this world." Hong Yaoyang said with a cold look on his face.
"Two hours, do you hear it? Mo Nian, you only have two hours, hold on to it."
Long Chen hurriedly sent a message to Mo Nian through the Fentian Seal.
"Okay, I'll try my best." Mo Nian responded.
It turned out that Mo Nian was also in trouble. The power of the magic sword was too powerful. When his five rays of hunting sun bows were absorbed, he needed his own help to suppress it before he could slowly absorb it.
Originally, Mo Nian planned to let the five hunting Yang bows absorb the power of the divine sword and he would absorb Hong Yaoyang's legacy and inherit it himself, but in this way, he could only come one by one.
When Long Chen heard Mo Nian's reply, he knew that Mo Nian's time might be a little tight, and he had to find a way to delay the time.
"Hey, that boy named Hong Yaoyang, why do you have no chance at all?
Come in quickly and fight with me. My big sword has been so hungry that I have been too hungry to bear." Long Chen shouted arrogantly in the Demon Moon Furnace.
Hong Yaoyang sneered: "Want to anger me to attack the Netherworld Fire? You are too childish. When the Netherworld Fire fades away, I think you can be arrogant until when?"
Hong Yaoyang refused to be fooled. If he continued to attack the Netherworld Fire, it would attract more Netherworld Fire attacks, which would last longer and increase its power.
"When I, Long Chen, were still wearing open-crotch pants."
Long Chen sneered, but after saying that, he felt that he was so awesome and bragging. He was a god of a world, and he had been around for many tens of thousands of years. He seemed to be unable to hold on to his bragging.
"Hahaha, you are a little..."
Sure enough, Hong Yaoyang burst into laughter and looked sarcastic, and immediately began to retort.
However, just as he roared to the sky, Long Chen suddenly shot out from the sea of ​​fire of underworld, rushed to him in an instant, and raised his hand and had a big mouth.
"Bang"
Long Chen was hiding in the flames waves. Hong Yaoyang was laughing wildly at the sky. In his eyes, Long Chen was just an ant and was not wary of him at all. As a result, Long Chen slapped his face firmly.
Not only that, Long Chen's palm was wrapped in the Netherworld Fire. After a slap in the face, half of Hong Yaoyang's face caught fire.
Caught off guard, Hong Yaoyang was actually numb from the slap in half of his face, and he roared and punched Long Chen.
With one punch, a large amount of divine light spread in the space, the strong wind stormed, and the rumbling sound suddenly burst out. The fist did not reach it, but the terrifying pressure made Long Chen feel the feeling of his body being torn apart.
"call"
Long Chen's figure disappeared suddenly and was retracted by the Demon Moon Furnace again. This was rehearsed by Long Chen and the Demon Moon Furnace in advance.
Long Chen's mind is connected to the Demon Moon Furnace. In this way, Long Chen's body seems to have a spring tied to it. The Demon Moon Furnace wants to collect him. After he cooperates, he can enter the Demon Moon Furnace in an instant.
This method is not feasible in the Tianwu Continent, but in the underworld, Long Chen is the body of the soul, but is not subject to this restriction. Even the locking of the gods can be avoided by this method.
"boom"
Long Chen disappeared, Hong Yaoyang was filled with divine power, and a powerful punch fell into the sea of ​​Netherworld Fire. With a loud bang, Netherworld Fire was actually penetrated, and a huge pit of tens of thousands of miles appeared.
"Good guy, if you are hit by this punch, you will lose a hundred lives." Long Chen couldn't help but smack his tongue when he saw this scene. It seems that the distance between his strength and the gods is necessary to calculate it in dimensions.
Thanks to running fast just now, if you run slowly, your life will be explained here.
"Brother Long Chen, stop playing. If I had slower reaction just now, you would be dead." Long Chen was not afraid, but Ling'er was scared. The attack just now was too lingering.
"It's okay, it's exciting to play." Long Chen smiled.
"Brother Long Chen, do you... do you really trust me so much?" Ling'er's voice trembled.
"Of course, you are my partner. When you were refining the alchemy, you once handed over your life to me, and I could handed over your life to you without hesitation." Long Chen looked at Hong Yaoyang, who was angry and answered casually through the underworld fire.
"Brother Long Chen..."
Ling'er's voice was even more swallowed. No one had trusted her so much since she was born with Lingzhi.
Every one of her masters is using her to try hard to tap her potential for her own use. No one has ever cared about her feelings. In their eyes, she is just a tool.
Even if some people regard her as important as life, it is because of the huge benefits she can bring to people. She has never felt the taste of trust.
Now that Long Chen cooperated with her, she actually entrusts her life to her hands. This wholehearted trust has made her feel unprecedentedly moved.
"Boom..."
Hong Yaoyang's punch hit the Netherworld Fire Sea, and his face changed suddenly. This punch was even more powerful than the last attack, causing the Netherworld Fire Sea to surge rapidly and become even bigger than before.
"asshole"
Hong Yaoyang roared, and he hurriedly formed seals with his hands and shined with his hands. He did not dare to attack the Netherworld Fire anymore, and slapped the Hall of the God of the Underworld with both hands. He wanted to improve the defense of the Hall of the God of the Underworld, because if this continues, the hall will be damaged.
But just in his hand, just slapped the hall, a wave of flames came to his face, and Hong Yaoyang turned a blind eye to it. He could only bear it, but could not attack it.
Just as the flames approached, a big hand suddenly popped out of the flames and slapped Hong Yaoyang in the face:
"You shameless person, dare to fight me."
Hong Yaoyang didn't expect that Long Chen would dare to take action, but when he was distracted, he was slapped in the face on the other side of the face.
Hong Yaoyang was furious and stumbled with one hand, grabbing Long Chen like a lightning bolt.
"Crack"
The clothes on Long Chen's shoulders were torn apart, and several holes were cut on his shoulders, and blood was flowing. Hong Yaoyang's reaction was too fast, and Long Chen couldn't even retreat.
"Go to you, how dare you scratch people?"
Long Chen was injured in his shoulder and kicked away from his waist. With the impact of the Netherworld Fire Sea, he kicked Hong Yaoyang's nose with one kick.
"bump"
With a muffled sound, Hong Yaoyang suddenly felt a soreness in his nose, and tears suddenly surged out of his eyes.
Although he is a god of a world, in order not to get involved in more cause and effect, Hong Yaoyang is in the torrent of underworld karma fire and dare not turn on his defense too strong, because powerful defense will form a countershock force, which will also increase his cause and effect.
As a result, Long Chen caught his weakness, slapped twice in the face, and kicked him in the nose. Hong Yaoyang suddenly went crazy.
"die"
In the madness, he didn't care about any consequences. Suddenly, a long sword appeared in his hand. As soon as the sword came out, the entire underworld trembled.
"boom"
Hong Yaoyang slashed out with a sword, and saw a sword energy cut the endless sea of ​​fire of underworld into two pieces. Under the earth, it turned into nothingness. This sword can destroy a world.
Unfortunately, he was still one step slower. After Long Chen kicked that kick, he didn't even look at his reaction and immediately returned to the Demon Moon Furnace.
Long Chen's reaction was faster than Hong Yaoyang, because Long Chen knew that in terms of speed, he would definitely not be as good as this god of the world.
As a result, Hong Yaoyang slashed down with one sword, which seemed to slash Long Chen's sword into nothingness. In fact, it was just a shadow of Long Chen, and Long Chen's original deity had returned to the Demon Moon Furnace.
"Brother Long Chen, stop playing anymore, this is so scary." Ling'er was frightened. If Long Chen had slowed down a little, there would be no such person in the world.
"Hehe, I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, it's enough." Long Chen smiled.
"Boom..."
At this moment, endless fire of underworld karma swept across the heavens. You can see endless flames gathering here from all directions, crazily rushing into the Hall of the God of the Underworld.
"Long Chen, you bastard, you must die a bad death."
Hong Yaoyang was so angry that he actually let out a beast-like roar. He was pitted by Long Chen again. This attack completely angered the Netherworld Fire. The endless Netherworld Fire surrounded this place. The protection outside the Netherworld God Hall was actually burned. The Netherworld Fire began to burn the body of the Netherworld God Hall.
"Hey, how can you curse people? You're so useless." Long Chen actually poked his head out of the distance and stood on the Demon Moon Furnace, looking relaxed and at ease.
"Should you wait for me"
Hong Yaoyang roared angrily, he didn't care about dealing with Long Chen. He sat cross-legged on the Hall of the God of the Underworld. Behind him, a throne pattern appeared. He finally activated the throne of the God of the Underworld. If he didn't start, the hall would be burned out.
Hong Yaoyang controlled the Throne of the God of the Underworld, and divine lights fell, protecting himself and the temple, and never dared to take action again.
However, as soon as he settled down the hall, his face suddenly changed drastically. When he looked at Long Chen again, his eyes were full of murderous intent:
Chapter completed!