Under such an offensive, without the King of Nine Nethers, the blood-colored barrier was directly broken after only supporting several breaths.

"Bang!"

A huge explosion sounded, and hundreds of powerful men from all races watched as the blood-colored barrier shattered.

Everyone's eyes were full of horror...

"What? What a strong offensive!!"

"Why... the sword master's offensive suddenly surged?!!!"

"It's over... the blood-colored barrier is blasted, we..."

"King Jiuyou, you..."

"Escape quickly..."

"ah!!!"

"Puff!"

"Boom!!"

Before everyone could scream, two sword lights that were thousands of feet wide were wrapped in a force of destroying the sky and destroying the earth, breaking through the air...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, dust was rolled up in the sky.

Countless broken limbs and blood mist have become embellishments in the dust...

Without the protection of the blood-colored barrier, these hundreds of strong men are just hundreds of ants in front of the sword master!

At this moment, all the powerful people of all races left here by the King of Nine Nethers...

All died on the spot when they were killed in battle!

They never thought that they had fought on the battlefield of all races for a hundred years, but in the end they did not fall on the journey to attack humanity...

Instead, it was abandoned here by the King of Nine Netherworlds, resulting in the end being buried in this 100,000 mountains.

It is very likely that in the end, even a person who collects their bodies will not appear...

Perhaps this is the fate they need to bear as strong people of all races!

Of course, no one can hear these feelings...

After watching the many powerful people of the thousands of races have been destroyed, the dark flames in the dark sockets of the two sword masters snorted coldly:

"An ants who don't know how to live or die... dare to invade the forbidden area..."

"There is only...a dead end!"

After saying that, the two sword masters turned into two streams of light and returned to the forbidden area of ​​the core of the sword formation.

They are about to follow the will of the gods to kill the thief who dares to plunder the divine fragments repeatedly!

......

In the core of the forbidden area, the King of Nine Netherworld just shook off the jagged centipede behind him with the forbidden technique and some other means, and sighed slowly.

"Huh~ I finally got rid of it..."

"It actually consumed my cultivation for thirty years. This loss... is really a bit too heavy!"

"If I cannot steal the divine fragments in the core of the forbidden area, I am afraid I will never be able to threaten the human race again..."

"So I can only succeed, never fail!"

"Now there is no jagged sawing centipede blocking the way..."

"Huh...is this?"

When the King of Nine Netherworld was still feeling heartbroken for his losses, he suddenly saw a bloody light shot towards him from the sky.

When I looked at it, it was his blood-stained brocade!!

It turned out that after the two great sword masters broke through the blood-colored barrier and all the powerful men of all races in the barrier were killed, the blood-stained brocade cloth could only automatically return to the master's side.

This is why the current scene comes about.

The moment when the King of Nine Nethers saw the blood-stained brocade, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle point.

"What?!"

"My divine cloth...is actually back by himself?!!"

"The second elder of our clan and the other strong men... Could it be that?!!"

"But... I clearly left them enough energy and power of laws. They rely on the Blood Gu Tianhua to support more than three days..."

"It's only one day... why was it broken?!"

"This...this is impossible!"

"Absolutely...Impossible!!"

Although, the King of Nine Netherworld kept saying that it was impossible.

But he didn't know what the situation was like now?

The blood-stained Jinbu returned, and all the strong men left by him outside the sword formation must have fallen!

Thinking of this, the expression of the King of Nine Netherworlds became extremely complicated.

But at the beginning, he was a little regretful, and gradually became firm...

Now that there are no followers, he needs to obtain divine fragments in the forbidden area and make himself stronger!

Those followers and subordinates are just tools, and where can they have their own strength important!

Thinking of this, the King of Nine Netherworld did not stop, and did not even look back. The direction of the tragic deaths of his subordinates who had followed him for a hundred years...

After the King of Nine Netherworlds put away the blood-stained brocade cloth, he continued to move towards the core of the forbidden area with a cold expression.

I don’t know that all people from all races are so cold-blooded.

It is because the King of Nine Netherworlds is a snake that he is so cold-blooded.

For the King of Nine Netherworlds, since everything has happened and those followers have died, there is no value in regretting or mourning.

but.

A question also arose in the heart of the Nine Nether Kings at this time.

Since all his subordinates have fallen, even after his divine cloth has returned, the two sword masters outside the sword formation must have been out of trouble at this time, right?

Where did they go?

Thinking of this, the King of Nine Netherworld couldn't help but frown.

But soon, his brows relaxed... After all, the core range of the forbidden area is so large, it is difficult for the sword master to find his trace in a short time after he escaped from the trap.

In other words, he still has time now!

But just as the King of Nine Netherworld thought so, he felt that he was locked in by two murderous intents.

This murderous intent was even so strong that it made him suffocate!

The King of Nine Nethers felt a sudden slap in his heart.

"Damn, I'm not so unlucky! That's such a coincidence?"

Turning back in surprise...

It is indeed the two great sword masters!

Seeing these two figures, the King of Nine Netherworld's hair instantly exploded.

This...how is this possible?!

They... absolutely cannot know their whereabouts!

The only explanation is that I happened to be on the road to the return of the sword master, so I was touched by them!

What luck is this?!!

Thinking of this, the King of Nine Nethers was full of bitterness...

Only then did he remember that when Su Bai chose three directions for the human race, he always felt a bad premonition in his heart.

At that time... he hadn't paid much attention to this bad premonition.

This time I finally understood...

He has been in trouble since he chose the other two positions!

It was as if there was an invisible big hand behind him controlling his destiny, and he could not get rid of it no matter how hard he struggled.

Looking at the sword master who was racing from afar, the King of Nine Netherworld had no time to think about it anymore, so he could only sacrifice the blood-stained brocade cloth and be prepared to fight to the death against the two sword masters!
To be continued...