"Left and right, up!"

The ghosts were swaying and the treacherous slandered. But when he saw the ghost messenger rushing up, Xie Yunshu felt completely unconscious, and he made a move of "white red clouds" to return the color with a move.

Compared to the earlier immortality, the Xianxia sword technique at this time should not add a demonic killing intention. Not only is it unwilling to be killed by the way, but it is also unfair to be in a state of chaos in this world.

Above the dragon, the demonic wind entrenched, and the righteousness became more and more powerful. One sword turned into thousands of colorful and magnificent, as if thousands of arrows were fired at the same time. Wubiao swept towards the ghost officials who were rushing out of a pure place.

At the same time, the black-clad underworld official who had been with Xie Yunshu, suddenly slapped the mechanism on the bronze pillar of the hall beside him, instantly causing Xie Yunshu to be empty, revealing the scene of the burning of the fire of the hell. From above, there were even shackles falling from the sky, and the left and right iron chains flew across and strangled, saying that Xie Yunshu had no way to go to heaven and no door to the ground!

"The native chicken and tile dog, put on your mother's head!"

These underworld torture instruments are first-class magic weapons and should have caused great harm to people's souls.

But the King of Hell thought about it, but there was no way to calculate it. Xie Yunshu actually retained the demonic aura of the old demon in Black Mountain. What's more, Xie Yunshu had to completely separate life and death from him regardless of the consequences of forcibly accepting the demonic aura into his body.

However, if you can't get out of the underworld, why should Xie Yunshu think too much?

The true spirit, which was overflowing from the body, was almost swollen and painful, was only explaining one fact, just to vent and have fun!

Just as the torture instrument was about to be added, Xie Yunshu was in the air to keep his body away from the void. He pinched his skills with one hand and suddenly caused a heavy rain to roar in the Hall of Hell, which was haunted by a group of ghosts. The cold and cold intention was to cut the flesh. It was the best water-based immortal art - Rain hatred and cloud sorrow.

Ice and fire intertwined, and the conflict between the two hellfires and the cold light made it impossible for people in desperate situations to fight for a gap. And this dense underground palace suddenly saw a storm that had never happened before, which also indicates that today is not peaceful.

Turning back the sword body and sequel several times, he dominated the ghost and his subordinates with his true energy. Xie Yunshu cut off the soul chain. As the rabbit rose and fell, he saw Xie Yunshu swaying, turning around, the dragon's cold light swept light, and hitting the black-clad under the eyebrows of the underworld, and he was about to scatter the evil spirit!

"I will not keep you from harming the underworld officials and arrest you for your stubbornness."

Even if he unveiled the disguise, he still had a hypocritical voice. The King of Hell, who was well versed in the hearts of the people, saw Xie Yunshu's calligraphy and sword movements, and knew that Xie Yunshu's continuous movements were not long enough, and he was about to suppress Xie Yunshu's sword intent, and he cut into the air and made the ghost cry and roar, and invaded the enemy's body in the blink of an eye.

After all, it will be a heavy burden to Xie Yunshu if he wants to use up the demonic energy of the old demon in the Black Mountain at one time. Once his will is cut off, life and death will be won and the outcome will be clear at a glance!

Just as the King of Hell expected, even if Xie Yunshu blocked the Panlong Sword in time, the objective gap in cultivation was still revealed by Xie Yunshu's sudden retreat and was seriously injured under this sharp blow.

"Hey, you're still a fake god, so you don't give me some fun?"

Despite the blood stains on his lips, Xie Yunshu's chest was painful, and the internal injuries he had suffered from fighting with the Black Mountain Old Demon had exploded. However, he blurted out with the heroic and defamatory words, and he was slightly bent by the ghost power of the King of Hell, and returned to the straight Dragon Sword, taking off his palm and moving forward at lightning, showing his outstanding martial arts.

The bitter wind and rain in the hall seemed to be the moment when this green rainbow fell, dripping water dripping clouds steeped around the mist, reflecting the colorful rays of light.

All the spiritual energy that was wandering in the circle was wrapped in the dragon, and the aura of immortals and demons was entangled. They were so arrogant that they kept magnifying on this sword that spread across the sky, making the sky shine brightly.

Who would have thought that Xie Yunshu would not look back, and the surging sword light that came out of his catharsis was already like a flash of light, and he turned around the bird's beak and neck three times, sending him to "Goodbye the King of Hell"!
Chapter completed!