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Chapter 3274 Battle of Hell II

At this moment, without waiting for him to think about it, he quickly devoted all his energy to condense the divine spear of light to block it.

At this moment, he no longer wanted to win, just be able to stop it.

Bang!

Destroy and irresistible.

Xu Hetu's mouth was blew blood, and he was knocked away thousands of kilometers like a defeated grass. His body seemed to be dispersed, and even the magical artifact almost lost its hand.

Finally, he still couldn't take on this destructive move.

It is worthy of being a magical power that can obtain the blessings of heaven.

"I lost, the priest lost."

"How is it possible? Lord Priest has the strength of the head of the Six Paths!"

"Can Ye Xiong still have the strength to fight against the head of the Six Paths?"

The God Guards of the Temple of Light that were watching around could hardly believe their eyes and even less believe this fact.

If even the priest loses, who will be his opponent?

"Those who block me will die!"

Ye Xiong roared, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his frenzy aura made the people around him dare not approach.

He glanced at Xu Hetu and did not take advantage of the situation to escape. If he pursued him now, he would have no time to save Youming.

Even though Xu Hetu was injured, it was still not easy to kill him completely. Once a strong man who was not much inferior to him was afraid of his own strength, he would even be afraid of him.

Ye Xiong transformed into a stream of light, and instantly landed at the gate of the Heavenly Prison, rushing into it.

There were countless people locked up in the Heavenly Prison. When they saw someone breaking in, they shouted.

The divine sword in Ye Xiong's hand slashed out with sharp sword lights, splitting all the restricted doors and releasing the prisoners inside.

Although these people are not very useful to them, they can distract the Temple of Light.

He didn't know how many people he released after slashing all the way.

After rushing all the way, Ye Xiong quickly reached the fifth floor.

Suddenly, a metal door appeared in front of him.

The entire door has the inscriptions on the body, and the four-similar totem is engraved on it.

The blue dragon entrenches, the white tiger leaps into the sky, the black tiger holds its head, and the vermilion bird and Brahma.

Obviously, this is what Mengqi mentioned on the fifth floor ban gate, only Xu Hetu has the key.

The Four Symbol Formation?

Ye Xiong drew out the Five Elements Divine Sword, injected the Buddha Yuan, and slashed out fiercely.

After slashing more than a dozen swords in a row, the gate did not change much except for the inscription on the body surface.

If this continues, it may not be able to break it in half an hour.

He immediately put away the Five Elements Divine Sword, took a few dozen steps back, and used the "Demon Buddha's Palm" again.

Buddha and demons have sunnyness.

A shocking palm!

The entire door blew, and the inscriptions around it flowed rapidly, mostly dimming.

The surroundings could not bear the huge waves, and countless places collapsed.

The entire mountain is shaking.

Buddha and demons have sunnyness.

Ye Xiong gave another palm!

Finally, the entire door collapsed.

...

Outside the Heavenly Prison, Xu Hetu was taking medicine when suddenly the token in his hand rang.

He took it out and looked at it, and his face suddenly changed.

"Damn it, this guy is too strong, he can break the fifth floor ban door so easily."

He quickly took out the water mirror and started communicating. As soon as he finished communicating, he said anxiously: "Sir, it's not good. The fifth floor ban door has been broken. Ye Xiong has entered. How long will it take for you to arrive?"

"Didn't you say that the ban door will take twenty minutes to break open?" the holy envoy said angrily.

"You are asking me, how did I know he is so powerful?" Xu Hetu was speechless.

"I will have ten minutes to arrive. No matter what method you use, you must keep him. If you can't keep him, you will keep your life."

After the Holy Envoy finished speaking, he did not give him a chance to refute at all, and just hung up the water mirror.

Xu Hetu gritted his teeth and flew towards the prison.

The Holy Messenger gave the order of death, and the man was with others, and he died.

...

boom.

Dust and smoke roll.

Ye Xiong took big steps in.

There is a secret room of hundreds of square meters inside, with ten prison rooms.

Seven were empty, and three were locked up.

Ye strode over and saw three people clearly at a glance.

Two of them are Lu Tianzhao and Youming, and the other is a guy with white hair, like an ape man. His hair was so long that it blocked his face. At first glance, he thought he was an ape man. He looked like that, I don’t know how many years he had been imprisoned.

Ye Xiong walked over and broke the door that was closing in the underworld in a few seconds.

Netherworld was originally facing the wall, but suddenly turned around.

Suddenly, Ye Xiong had known for a long time that his face had been ruined when he was experiencing the heavenly tribulation, but he was still shocked when he saw his true appearance.

"Did you scare?" Youming's voice was strange, and he didn't know whether to mock him, be inferior or resentful.

In just a few words, there are thousands of emotions.

Ye Xiong took two steps forward, hugged her tightly, and said excitedly: "No matter what you become, you are my wife."

This hug completely melted her heart.

In Youming's eyes, a trace of tears instantly surged out, and his throat choked.

She wanted to speak, but she couldn't say a word.

"Brother, can you get together slowly when you go out? When is it now?" Lu Tianzhao said anxiously.

Ye Xiong then reacted, quickly let go of Youming, and said anxiously: "There is not much time, let's go out quickly."

Next, Ye Xiong also released Lu Tianzhao.

"Ah Xiong, rescue senior." Youming said, pointing to the white-haired old man.

Ye Xiong swept over a sword energy, broke the prison door in front of the old man, and said lightly: "Go out later, you can do it yourself, I won't care about you."

At this time, he was not even sure to save Youming, let alone this old man.

"Slash his chains and his hands and feet are locked."

Ye Xiong walked over and saw that he was speechless.

I saw the old man's shoulders, pipa bones, thigh bones, and thigh bones on his chest... were all penetrated by countless iron chains, and a total of more than a dozen iron chains penetrated his body. This old immortal body was penetrated by more than a dozen holes. I really dare not look like this guy, but he can survive.

Ye Xiong used the magic sword to slash. He originally thought that one sword could cut off the iron chains, but he knew that these iron chains were covered with inscriptions, and the material was not simple, even if he had a magical weapon, he could not cut them off.

"Youming, it's too late to save him." Ye Xiong said anxiously.

"Axiong, think of a solution." Youming said anxiously.

Ye Xiong slashed a few more times, but he couldn't even cut off an iron chain. If this continues, he might not be able to cut it off in a day.

"Boy, you can't save me, go!"

The old man with white hair seemed to have known this result for a long time and said lightly.

Ye Xiong's eyes fell on the wall behind him, his eyes buzzed, and his eyes shone golden.

"Senior, if you endure it, it may hurt a little." Ye Xiong reminded.

"I have never suffered any pain in my life..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Xiongfo's clutch was blown out and fell directly to the wall behind him.

After several consecutive blows, the wall collapses with a loud bang. The power of the iron chain pulls the old man screams.

"Don't you feel pain?" Ye Xiong gave him a blank look.

Although the iron chain has not been broken, the wall collapses and the iron chain can be taken away.

The white-haired old man got up, carried a heavy chain on his body, followed Ye Xiong and rushed out.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them rushed to the entrance of the Heavenly Prison. Xu Hetu had already gathered thousands of subordinates waiting.

Seeing Ye Xiong illuminating Youming and Lu Tian, ​​Xu Hetu's face changed slightly. When his eyes fell on the white-haired old man, he could no longer calm down.

"Ye Xiong, you dare to go to heavenly prison and don't want to live..."

"You are paralyzed." Ye Xiong slashed out with a sword.
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