"Haha, that's right, I've mastered Devil May Cry, now I'm going to test the sword with you!"
Jialuo's body was weeping and complaining, and the ghost shadow suddenly launched a dark ghost-like long sword and slashed it down suddenly.
Emperor Wu takes action, how terrifying!?
If it really falls, most of the ghosts around Taozhi Mountain will be killed or injured!
"Hmph, if you want to beat me Shen Tu and accompany me, just go up there!"
"The army of Hades, destroy these ghost tribes for me!"
The Shen Tu snorted coldly, and his look of surprise disappeared. He used his boundless ghost energy to form a giant shield, blocked Jia Luo's sword, and then rushed into the sky.
"Hmph, Shen Tu, I, Jialuo, will kill you today!"
Jialuo's ghostly shadow covering the sky also rushed forward.
For a time, the battlefield was left to the armies of both sides.
The fierce ghosts around Taozhi Mountain roared and charged forward, like beasts from hell.
"Lü Bi, Mingyue, you fight with the ghost army, I will go up and watch!"
Ling Tian's feet trembled and he disappeared on the spot.
"Hmph, it turns out you guys kidnapped my father, and I, Lu Bi, must kill you all!"
Lu Bi had long been impatient with waiting. He swung the ancient imperial weapon halberd in his hand and killed him. He was even more ferocious than the ghosts.
Even though Emperor Wu did not participate in the battle, with the participation of Lu Bi and others, the ghost clan's combat power still had an advantage.
But what ultimately affects the outcome of the battle is the victory or defeat between Emperor Wu.
Ling Tian came to the sky.
With Jialuo and an army of millions of ghosts, plus his own hidden aura, it seems that Shentu really didn't notice the arrival of Ling Tian and others.
Moreover, Jialuo also said that although this Hades is powerful, its breath sensing cannot cross the eighteen levels of hell.
Therefore, they did not know that Ling Tian and others had arrived.
Jialuo also said that he didn't expect Ling Tian to come so quickly.
The battle between the two Martial Emperors was extremely terrifying.
Neither Shentu nor Jialuo retained their fighting power, and the space they killed collapsed, and ghosts cried and gods howled.
Although Jialuo looks fragile, he is wielding a long sword with a ghost-headed imperial weapon, and every slash he makes carries the power of infinite laws and is extremely violent.
However, Shen Tu is not weak either.
Even though Jialuo's combat power has greatly increased compared to six hundred years ago, Shentu has not stood still.
His burly body was as tall as a mountain, and he wielded a spear and a giant shield in his big hands, killing Najialuo and retreating from time to time.
It seems that Jialuo is no match.
This scene surprised Ling Tian.
Obviously, Jialuo had prepared a lot for this day, but the other party seemed to be even more so.
And the tyranny of the so-called Eastern Martial Ghost Emperor also made Ling Tian pay more attention to the Ming Si.
The first level of Tao Zhi Shan is like this, so you can imagine how strong the next three levels must be.
Bang!
puff!
The two Martial Emperors fought for three hundred rounds in the sky, but in the end, Jialuo's long sword was still defeated by Shen Tu's spear and shield, and was knocked down by the shield.
A mouthful of black blood spurted out.
This Martial Emperor Jialuo was injured like this!?
"Haha, Jia Luo, Jia Luo, I admit that your mastery of Devil Cry was beyond my expectation, but now it seems that this ancient skill of the ghost clan is nothing more than this."
"You are pitifully weak. With such fighting power, you still dare to come to my Tao Zhi Mountain and act recklessly. You deserve to die!"
"Death, from today on, I, the Underworld Master, will completely take over the Eighteen Hells!"
"Your good days are over!"
Shen Tu smiled ferociously, carrying the 50,000-foot emperor's soul on his back, and stabbed down with his spear.
He wanted to kill Emperor Wu with one shot!
"Damn it! Ling Tian, you have watched three hundred rounds, have you seen enough?"
Looking at the shot that came down, Jialuo wept and screamed.
"Um!?"
However, this scene made Shen Tu stunned.
Ling Tian!?
Jialuo, why are you calling this name suddenly?
Could it be a coincidence!?
However, before Najia Luo's voice could fall, a figure suddenly stepped out of the void.
"Haha, His Highness Jialuo doesn't speak, how dare I interfere at will!?"
"I didn't expect that you would be invincible at this first level!"
The figure chuckled.
However, at the moment when the sound sounded, he suddenly took action, unsheathed the fairy sword in his hand, and thousands of stars condensed into an emperor's star sword and flew into the sky.
Clang!
There was an explosion.
Guns and swords clash.
Thousands of miles of void collapsed.
But what made Shen Tu's face change drastically was that not only was his shot blocked, but the terrifying power with the sword intent swept over him like a tsunami, knocking him back!
The existence that suddenly appeared was actually stronger than Jialuo in terms of combat power!
What's even more terrifying is that this is still a human race, a human race that seems to be just a quasi-emperor.
"Ling Tian, are you the Ling Tian of the human race!?"
"You actually came to this eighteenth level of hell!?"
The Shentu Ghost Emperor roared one after another, with a look of surprise and suspicion on his face.
"Haha, what, are you surprised?"
"Or, you have already thought about letting me come, right?"
Ling Tian stepped forward step by step with Yunxing Sword in hand.
Shen Tu is a good opponent, much stronger than the ordinary Martial Emperor, but under Haotian.
In terms of combat power, it should be only a little weaker than Haotian's clone.
But for Ling Tian, it still doesn't pose any threat.
"Jialo, it turns out it's you!"
"How dare you lead them into the Eighteen Hells? I think you are determined and want to go against Hades!"
That Shen Tu roared.
"Hmph, I have already brought millions of elites from the ghost clan here, do you think I am determined!?"
"Ling Tian, stop talking nonsense with him and join forces to destroy him as soon as possible!"
Jialuo also rushed over at this time, slashing down with the long ghost-headed sword in his hand.
"snort."
Ling Tian snorted softly and slashed with his two swords, falling continuously.
One left and one right with Jialuo.
Before, Shen Tu was just a little stronger than Jia Luo.
Now that Ling Tian has joined, the balance is unbalanced, and Shen Tu is facing the combat power of two Martial Emperors.
If you don't have enough time for half a cup of tea, you will be defeated.
"Damn it, Ling Tian, you are now in the Eighteen Hells just to die!"
"Wait until Hades kills you in this hell!"
Shen Tu cried blood, kept retreating, and even wanted to escape.
"Humph, don't worry, if you are really capable, I will always be with you!"
Ling Tian dropped another Baji Zhantian Fist, suppressing the Shen Tu.
"Cooperating with Jialuo is your worst decision, haha!"
"Make wedding clothes for others!"
That Shen Tu already knew that there was no hope of escape.
"Stop talking nonsense, the ghost emperors from all over the world will be killed, and you are just the first one, disappear!"
"Devil May Cry Blade, perish!"
At this time, Jialuo brewed up a shocking magical power. After ten breaths, he descended with a long knife. The magical power condensed by thousands of ghosts was terrifying to the extreme.
"No, no!"
The Shen Tu roared, unwilling to die.
But Jialuo's sword was so terrifying, it was as if this sword was the only thing left under the entire sky.
Bang!
The sword light fell on the ghost emperor Shen Tu, and the latter's body and soul were destroyed and disappeared into this world.
Smoke and dust billowed, and the sword light tore through the sky and appeared above the heads of the ghost tribe and the army of ghosts. For a moment, the army of ghosts and the ghost tribe were dumbfounded.
Such tyrannical magical means made the sky seem to collapse.
"The god Tu has died. The ghost war god will destroy all these rubbish in the underworld!"
Najialu dragged the ghost building to the top of Taozhi Mountain.
