The sky above.
"call!"
Above the head, a hurricane roared, and the air flow rolled back. The air flow blew loudly on the body, and it was so hot that it almost burned the clothes.
"not good!--"
Yang Ji was shocked and lost his voice. He didn't have time to think about it. His body swayed and moved sideways for a few feet, appearing next to a black-skinned Rakshasa a few feet away.
This black-skinned Rakshasa looked upward, its dark eyes rolling around, completely attracted by the fire cloud above.
"Behead ten thousand people in a row!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Jiren combined his swords and stepped hard on the waist of the black-skinned Rakshasa. With a bang, it immediately turned into a streak of white-hot sword energy and shot out.
——Only this time, Yang Ji did not shoot in the direction of the exit. Instead, he suddenly turned and shot hard towards the charred wall next to him.
Bang bang bang!
Yang Ji's body was changing, constantly stepping on the floating underworld creatures to control the direction and increase their strength. There was a boom, the earth shook, and Yang Ji left an afterimage in the air, and he pounced in like a cannonball.
Among the charred rock walls on the right.
Almost at the same time, the temperature in the passage soared, reaching an incredible level in a short period of time, and even the air seemed to be on fire.
The void roared crazily, and from the corner of his eye, Yang Ji clearly saw a red fireball that was more dazzling than the sun. It grew from small to large, quickly appeared above the exit, and crashed towards him.
This fireball was only the size of a sesame seed at first, but in the blink of an eye, it had become extremely huge, covering the entire entrance of the cave. In this huge fireball, Yang Ji felt a vast, terrifying and terrifying energy.
"Damn it!"
Yang Ji was so shocked that his face changed. If he was hit by something like this, he would be burned to the point where not even dregs would be left. As for resisting, he didn't even dare to think about it. Could ants be able to push a 10,000-ton rock?
"Buzz!"
Without thinking too much, Yang Ji crazily stirred up the blood in his body. Nine yellow dragon swords were arranged in a circle around him. Together with the two flying swords in his hands, they were spinning crazily towards the rock wall like a wild dragon.
Drill hard inside.
At this moment, Yang Ji's scalp was numb, and the crazy feeling of death drove him almost crazy.
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Chapter completed!