Huo Juechen, who turned into a fire dragon, roared crazily, stretched out his right hand like a dragon's claw, and grabbed Ye Fan hard, trying to pull him back.
However, despite all his efforts, he only managed to catch a piece of clothing.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, Ye Fan took the God-Burying Sword and instantly disappeared into the dark flames, disappearing from the sight of the two masters.
"Oh shit!"
Huo Juechen collapsed on the ground, pounding the ground with his fists, furious.
"Why don't you catch him!"
Yan Jingfeng rushed over and asked loudly.
"Asshole! Do I still need to explain to you my actions?"
Huo Juechen said angrily, and immediately turned his head to look at the sixth level of Hell, with a look of horror in his eyes.
He never expected that there would be such a terrifying flame on the lower plane Fire Star.
Just the smell revealed makes one's scalp numb, hair standing on end, and one instinctively wants to retreat.
Yan Jingfeng next to him also had an unprecedented serious look on his face, staring straight into the dark flames as if facing a formidable enemy.
In order to seize the God-Burying Sword, the two of them dared to enter the depths of the star.
But now, they are stuck at the entrance to the sixth level of hell, unable to move forward.
The pressure brought to them by the pitch-black flames was simply more terrifying than the golden flames of the sun.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Huo Juechen took a step forward, mustered up his courage, slowly stretched out his right index finger, and headed towards the sixth level of Hell.
"Zizzizi!"
As soon as his fingertips touched the black flame, there was a harsh sound, and the flesh and blood melted instantly.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Red King Huo Juechen, a dignified ninth-level monk who transformed into gods, let out a hoarse scream at this moment, and then collapsed on the ground and kept rolling. He did not have the demeanor of a strong man at all.
Looking closely, not only the flesh and blood of his right index finger melted away, but a black energy as solid as substance continued to seep into his blood, meridians, and bone marrow...
Even on Tianshu Star, Huo Juechen had never seen such terrifying flames. It was like gangrene scurrying around his body. He was in so much pain that he wanted to faint immediately.
Seeing this scene, Yan Jingfeng's expression changed drastically. He never expected that the dark flames were so evil.
The next moment, Yan Jingfeng slowly pulled out his evil sword and carefully stretched it forward.
"Zizzizi!"
Another harsh sound of metal friction sounded.
Yan Jingfeng quickly withdrew the evil knife, only to find that the tip of the knife was missing, and it was also eroded by the pitch-black flames.
"What kind of flame is this? How can it be so terrifying?!"
At this time, Huo Juechen barely suppressed the black energy that invaded his body, struggled to get up from the ground, and murmured: "Isn't that kid already dead?"
Hearing this, Yan Jingfeng next to him felt his heart sink to the bottom. He knew that with his current strength, he would never be able to enter the sixth level of Hell.
I am afraid that only the True Immortal who has transcended the tribulation can enter it to find out.
It is obvious that the Divine Burial Sword is inside and within easy reach, but the distance of a few meters is separated by an insurmountable gap.
"Hey... brat, are you still alive?" Huo Juechen shouted at the top of his lungs.
The next moment, Ye Fan's voice came out from the sixth level of Hell:
"Grandpa, I'm living a good life. If you two grandsons are too timid to come in, then just wait outside for three lifetimes!"
…
If you don’t say anything shocking, you will die!
After hearing these words, Huo Juechen and Yan Jingfeng were so angry that they trembled with anger.
With their status, have they ever been so humiliated?
Red King Huo Juechen was originally the king of a country, commanding hundreds of millions of people and dominating the world. Anyone who saw him would be extremely respectful.
And Yan Jingfeng was an extremely vicious man, he even dared to steal the secret books of the Daxia royal family, and his reputation as a vicious man was enough to make people fear him.
But after being angry, they felt happy again.
Since Ye Fan is not dead yet, it is possible to send out the God-Burying Sword, and they will not have to risk their lives to enter this terrifying sixth level of hell.
Suddenly, Huo Juechen forced out a false smile, resorted to a gentle policy, and said loudly:
"Boy, as long as you are willing to hand over the God-Burying Sword, I will promise you a bright future and endless glory and wealth! You can choose the beauties on the Red Star. Whatever magical combat skills you want to learn, I will also
Pass it all on to you!”
"Tch! I believe it if you say it!"
Ye Fan's voice came out from the sixth level of Hell again.
"I am willing to swear to the Taoist heart and never break my promise, otherwise the sky will strike with five thunders and my soul will fall into Hell forever!" Huo Juechen swore.
"You alone agreed, wouldn't there be an old guy next to you? When he wants to kill me, if you stand by and watch, wouldn't my death be in vain?" Ye Fan said coldly.
Huo Juechen looked a little embarrassed when he heard this, and thought to himself: This little guy is really a ghost!
The next moment, he winked at Yan Jingfeng again.
Yan Jingfeng immediately understood and said loudly: "Little brother, even if you are carrying the golden flame of the sun, I'm afraid you won't be able to last long in here! You throw out the God Burying Sword first and get the treasured sword, then we will leave naturally
, I will never hurt you even a hair!"
Although he said so, Yan Jingfeng had a wishful thinking in his heart.
"Hehe... Boy, I won't hurt you even a hair, but when you come out, I will chop off your head directly to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
After a few seconds, Ye Fan, who was in the sixth level of Hell, spoke again: "It's not impossible for me to throw out the God-Burying Sword! But you must show enough sincerity first!"
"What sincerity?" Yan Jingfeng asked.
"That guy with the knife, you lie down on the ground and imitate a few dog barks!" Ye Fan suddenly said.
…
As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunder from the sky, exploding in the venue.
"What?!"
Yan Jingfeng exclaimed, he couldn't believe his ears and thought he was hearing hallucinations.
After a brief period of shock, he came to his senses and became furious. His chest was heaving with anger, as if there were monstrous flames raging in it.
"Boy, you are looking for death! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"
Yan Jingfeng's aura surged, like a furious demon god, capable of sweeping across the ten directions and suppressing the three realms.
However, the fluctuations in his momentum seemed to offend the dark flames in the sixth level of Hell.
"Boom boom boom!"
The black flame suddenly surged, as if it had turned into an evil dragon in the Nine Nether Hell, sweeping towards all directions.
The Holy Flame of the Sea Spirit that was originally in the fifth level of Hell was instantly swallowed up by the black flames.
Seeing this scene, the two masters were so frightened that they retreated hundreds of meters, barely escaping the black flames.
Yan Jingfeng felt as if someone had poured cold water on him, his anger disappeared, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, as if he had walked through the gate of hell.
"Brother Yan, I can only wrong you now." Huo Juechen used his inner strength and secretly used his magical power to transmit sounds into secrets.
"What do you mean? Do you want me to..."
Yan Jingfeng gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
With his status, he has never learned how to bark like a dog. If this spread to Tianshu Star, it would probably become a lifelong stain.
"The overall situation is more important! In order to obtain the God Burial Sword, this little grievance, what does it matter?"
Huo Juechen pretended to be serious in his words, but he was actually smiling in his heart.
In order to snatch the God-Burying Sword, the two of them fought fiercely and fiercely. Now it is really refreshing to see their opponent barking like a dog.
Yan Jingfeng stood there with a gloomy expression on his face, as if he was engaged in a battle between heaven and man.
"Brother Yan, other than that, we have no other choice! In the worst case, I promise you that the boy will throw out the God-Burying Sword later and give you time to breathe!" Huo Juechen said.
"Okay..." Yan Jingfeng nodded helplessly.
In order to bury the divine sword, he would not hesitate to abandon his dignity.
The next moment, his knees weakened and he lay on the ground, lowering his proud head, like a lost dog.
"Woof! Woof! Woof..."
After shouting a few times, he shouted in the direction of the sixth level of Hell: "Boy, is that enough?"
"Okay! I see your sincerity! Now, it's the turn of the Red King!" Ye Fan said.
"ah?"
Now it was Huo Juechen's turn to be dumbfounded. He never expected that this would happen, and his face suddenly looked uglier than if he had eaten shit.
Without waiting for his reaction, Ye Fan continued: "Hey... Red King, slap yourself a hundred times to show your sincerity! Although I can't see it, you must not think about fishing in troubled waters. The person with the knife will be responsible for supervising you!"
