He was angry and killed the ghosts and gods with one sword. Although Xie Yunshu was injured internally and externally, his sword was more brisk and he became more and more comfortable to receive and receive.

But at this moment, he felt that the true energy of the demon power was consumed and his meridians were damaged and ruptured, but he didn't have to think too much about other things, and could only focus on dealing with the King of Hell with one thought.

On the other hand, even though he was surprised by Xie Yunshu's excitement and crazy attitude. After experiencing some of his vitality, the King of Hell knew that as long as he could continue to drag on, victory would still be on his side.

With a plan in his mind, Lao Budhi simply held his mind and held his troops to defend instead of attacking. He only planned to slowly consume Xie Yunshu and drag him down until he was exhausted for a moment.

but--

"The sunset is bright!"

The Black Mountain demon power that exploded in the last battle could not be kept anyway. Xie Yunshu opened his mind and relied on his current rich Yuan skills to try the best move of Xianxia sword technique.

A sword rushed into the sky with a sound, and the Dragon Spirit Sword hung high, but did not hit the roof of the Nether Palace and exploded, but disappeared inexplicably. At the same time, an old man with a strange bone appearance and a clear face appeared behind Xie Yunshu. He only had a layer of rag blue shirt all over his body, and the marks of the Shushan were vaguely visible.

The sunset is brilliant, also known as the Sword God!

This old man's phantom is Jiang Qing.

The creator Jiang Qing, who was the most outstanding disciple of Shushan of his generation, was in his generation. In the end, he was trapped in the Demon Tower due to his love, and studied hard throughout his life and devoted himself to the Xianxia sword technique.

And this final move is also the essence of Shushan sword technique.

The dusk is in full swing and the sunset is bright.

This move comes without a trace, and goes without a trace. Only those who see the move will not let go with a sword intent, and a mouthful of true energy will not be discharged, and the power will penetrate the whole body. The sword and the will will be born together and will go to everything.

Immediately, countless rainbow sword shadows burst out from all directions of the void. The people who responded to the move turned around, endless, endless, everywhere, never back, and never stop until death!

A popular description can be regarded as a matter of returning to the ancestral world.

If it were Xie Yunshu's envoy, although he was not as good as the Taiqing ancestor of Shushan, and he did not have Jiang Qing's deep cultivation, he seemed extremely dazzling among the ghosts and monsters in this palace.

No matter what the result will be, at this moment, Xie Yunshu no longer needs to care about the movements of the ghost messenger beside the formation. It is because the colorful sword rainbow passes by, there is no ghost to stop it. It seems that the huge old man is like a demon star who kills demons and ghosts, with the sword pointing toward him, and his vitality is gone!

Suddenly, the immortal sword Xia was invincible, and the King of Hell was the first to bear the brunt of this move and had to bear the most positive pressure. The old man's phantom suddenly blew, and all the sword rainbows turned into a streaming wind to sweep across the scene, completely destroying the entire palace of the underworld. What monsters and ghosts, and what speculative traps are all useless wastes!

The next moment, Xie Yunshu flew into the sword whirlwind. He was already chasing light and lightning. He blinked his eyes and joined the Dragon Sword, and he decided to hit the Yellow Dragon.

Without escaping, the King of Hell had no choice but to give up his thought of sticking to it, and then condensed all the ghost elements together with his palms. He suddenly released a giant head of an evil ghost skeleton, spreading his fangs and squirting out the ghost energy, and he wanted to swallow thousands of sword rainbows to offset the red clouds that seemed to be stained with blood.

However, one step is timid and one step is timid, and one step is jealous and loses the initiative!

What the King of Hell had no idea was that Xie Yunshu was trying to get more injuries to himself, and with the protection of the flowing light and sword shadows in the sky, he used his body to pass through the thick ghost power.

With a sword close to him, he penetrated the front, chest and back of the King of Hell. Xie Yunshu then grabbed the King of Hell tightly. Under the might of the sword god, he forced the King of Hell to knock out of the palace together and fell to the Eighteen Hells!

"God, will blood be left?"

"you--"

The ghost who had never cared about the addition of the ignition of the hellfire next to the huge oil pan was shattered by the sword rainbow storm. He forced the King of Hell to roll into the boiling oil pan. Xie Yunshu felt that the demonic energy in his body was consumed sharply, which showed that the oil pan was not only boiling hot oil, but also thirsty to drink life.

However, compared to living people like Xie Yunshu, the torture of these eighteen levels of hell seemed even more difficult to bear for the King of Hell, and unexpectedly made him scream.

Seeing this scene, Xie Yunshu was a little stunned and finally saw where he was going to live. Even if he was about to die, he would have to let the King of Hell die faster and earlier!

"You, you actually caused me to be tortured!"

"Your ability should be inferior to the Ten Palaces of Hell. It seems that you have made great contributions once... Unfortunately, things have changed!"

Although the King of Hell has profound cultivation, he will be so painful to be punished by hell. It is conceivable that he was also granted the title of the King of the Underworld after his death, and was also deeply hurt by the soul of the torture instrument of hell.

Since that is the case, the underworld will not only be his geographical location, but also become Xie Yunshu's geographical location!

"How can I give you another chance!"

Xie Yunshu turned the oil pan all the way, and fell deeper into hell with the people. The King of Hell rose up to resist and actually punched Xie Yunshu in the center of the mouth, which made Xie Yunshu almost lose his strength and almost couldn't maintain the sunset.

However, even if he barely endured this punch, Xie Yunshu, who had been shaking within the five internal body, suddenly felt a strong yin energy and ghost breath entering his body, and his sword moves began to decline. The sword clouds around him were slightly scattered and could no longer forcefully follow the path he expected and crash into the hell of subsequent punishment.

"Hahaha, your sword is no longer sharp."

"Then, it's better to win with one move."

The Panlong Sword was originally used to use his grandma's demonic energy, and it was no longer as good as before. It was about to consume it. Even though Xie Yunshu had the power of Black Mountain, it was difficult to stretch the front with the King of Hell.

The indifferent tone symbolized that Xie Yunshu had thrown away life and death. The sword rainbow glow that had not yet ended was blurted out as he blurted out his last dazzling light, and he rushed into the sword mountain sword prison with the King of Hell.

Countless sharp blades seemed to sense the coming people, and they broke away from the hard stone walls of the Knife Mountain, like sharks sniffing bloody smells, rushing towards Xie Yunshu and the King of Hell.

No matter how the sword rainbow around the body is guarding Mianmi, Xie Yunshu is almost at the end of his strength, and he will eventually escape the net. What's more, he intends to let the King of Hell taste the soul refining in hell, and even take the initiative to reveal a lot of gaps.

In an instant, Xie Yunshu's robe was dyed red, as if he was tragically attacked by Lingchi. However, he gritted his teeth and kept silent. He only treated the King of Hell as a shield, and he could withstand the most offensive.

One person, one ghost, one god, seemed to have fallen into a meat grinder. Even with the power of the true qi ghost to protect the body, the pain they suffered continued to worsen. However, the pain came too quickly and densely, which made the two so numb and difficult to detect. After taking off the Knife Mountain Purgatory and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow, the pain spreads from both bodies, and even touching a finger was difficult.

"Bang..."

"If you lose your weapon, haha, I won. In the end, you are still at your wits end... OK!"

From top to bottom, the terrain was like a funnel, gradually shrinking spirally, but the temperature continued to increase, becoming more and more hot and unstoppable, revealing the bottomless Purgatory Sea of ​​Fire. The two continued to fall and suddenly hit a protruding stone wall. Xie Yunshu's hand was not focused and almost lost the Dragon Sword, so he had to use storage shells to retract it.

At this time, when he was hit by external forces, Xie Yunshu and the King of Hell finally dispersed, and each fell on the half-soft blocks of soil beside the sea of ​​fire, looking at each other. The King of Hell was suffering from greater punishment. He was calm from the beginning to the current embarrassment. It is conceivable how to be angry and embarrassed.

If it weren't for the pain that could not move, the King of Hell would have wished to have Xie Yunshu removed now.

However, when the King of Hell saw Xie Yunshu throwing his sword, even the last Black Mountain demonic power on his body was dissipating, he already felt refreshed and calmed down the overall situation. He laughed loudly and said, "When my generals arrive, you will have no reason to be lucky."

"What stupid things do you say...I don't like to owe debts. If you say the last move, you will definitely have the last move."

So what if the ghost power is deep?

So what if you have spare energy?

The King of Hell endured pain more than him and could not mobilize the power of ghosts. Not only did he have the pain of punishment from the soul, but he was also a habit of being pampered. He had never acted several times at all.

Who dares to contradict the King of Hell?

This is the only place where Xie Yunshu lives!

Half leaning against the rocks and mounds, Xie Yunshu could even feel the scorching heat behind him. But although he could hardly move his fingers, he still turned the remaining Black Mountain Old Demonic power into the true essence of the cloud-breaking stone, thinking about it with his heart, and unintentional!

The final style of the Cloud Palm—

The clouds come out of no intention!
Chapter completed!