It’s nothing more than the red fish thing. I can’t give him the power of the Netherworld. I don’t want to go through countless years of torture in the ice hell!
At this time, a boundless sea of blood suddenly surged under the old demon king's feet. This was the new strength he gained in the sea of blood after climbing the Mountain of Swords and the Sea of Fire and then going to the Sea of Blood Hell to be tortured.
He felt more powerful than before. He originally planned to keep this trick as a trump card to plot against Zhao Hao or the Dragon King at critical moments, but now he had to use it in advance.
He rose higher and higher, and the sea of blood beneath his feet formed a huge wave. There were many ferocious ghosts standing beside him, as if they were fighting with him.
At the same time, a gray sun rose behind him. Originally, his domain was a red sun, but now it has become like this due to the influence of the Netherworld.
In the new realm composed of gray sun and sea of blood, he felt that he was much stronger than in his previous life.
Zu An took a look and thought that Sister Yun's domain seemed to be also a sea of blood, but her skills were much more beautiful. I wonder if the sea of blood in this netherworld has any effect on Sister Yun's skills. If so,
If so, bring her to have a look later?
At this time, Zhao Hao also opened his hands, and countless thin ghost skins were flying in the sky. Each skin actually looked like a complete ghost. Of course, there was only skin without the flesh and blood inside. These ghost skins were like bats.
, letting out a weird laugh, with a particularly ferocious expression, as if waiting to devour and absorb the enemy's essence and blood, turning the opponent into the same ghost skin as himself.
This is a new ability that Zhao Hao learned in the Skinning Hell. He had the same idea as the old Demon Emperor. He originally wanted to give the opponent a big one at the critical moment, but now the most important thing is to deal with Zu An.
Seeing the skills performed by the two of them one by one, the Dragon King cursed secretly: "It's all the old Yin comparison!"
The temperature around him suddenly dropped, and patches of ice hell spread everywhere, as if even the air could be frozen, and the momentum was not inferior to the other two.
It's just that he feels quite unhappy now. You have to know that he showed his trump card from the beginning. Compared with those two guys, he seems to be a fool.
Seeing the three powerful men coming with the power of Blood Sea Hell, Skinning Hell, and Ice Hell, Zu An sighed softly.
The old Demon King laughed ferociously: "Are you afraid now? I won't kill you so quickly later. Instead, I will let you sink in the sea of blood and fully feel all the pain I have endured over the years."
The other party is indeed stronger than he expected, but what kind of existence are the three of them? They were the top three strong men in the world when they were alive. Now they have gained new powers one by one. If the three of them join forces, no matter how strong the other party is, they can only suffer from hatred.
Zhao Hao snorted coldly: "Don't be careless, be careful of his strange skills."
He didn't know why, but when he thought about the strange and unpredictable skills of the other party, he felt a little uneasy. He always felt that this guy was really a bit mysterious.
Is it possible that he still has some trump cards?
At this time, Zu An finally spoke: "When I fought you before, your strength was indeed stronger than mine, so I could only rely on those skills to save my life, but now I have to deal with you, so there is no need for those tricky methods."
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body suddenly flew into the sky, and circles of ripples floated in the void behind him, as if some power was coming out of it.
"No, don't let him take action!" The old demon emperor's expression changed. He suffered a big loss from this move back then.
Zhao Hao and Dragon King were both top experts in the world, and they had already taken action at the same time without any need for him to remind them.
The ghost skins flying all over the sky concealed the phantom shadow of the fist that destroyed the world, as well as the hundred-foot-long dragon condensed from ice, and the Golden Crow Dharma in the sea of blood arrived in front of Zu An almost at the same time.
The hundreds of millions of undead souls who had been watching this battle secretly cursed at the shamelessness. It was clearly a fight for the supremacy of the Netherworld, but these three guys actually joined forces to fight one person. Even if they won, how could they be worthy of the title of the Netherworld Supreme?
Among them, a headless ghost from the City of Fusi was scolded the most harshly, and it looked like he couldn't help but go to help.
The other dead souls nearby laughed and cursed: "Come on, your cultivation level is not as high as the combat effectiveness of a piece of skin."
"This is to select the strongest person in the Netherworld. How can their behavior be so noble? Are you willing to accept such a guy as your boss?"
"What can I do if I don't admit it? In this world, it's not just cultivation that counts as strength. Wisdom is also a kind of strength. The fact that the young man couldn't win over his companions in time and was besieged only shows that he is still lacking in this aspect."
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Similar discussions can be found in almost every corner of the Netherworld. Under the Naihe Bridge, a woman held hands nervously. She even dared not watch the live broadcast in mid-air. She could only mutter to herself: "Azu, you
We must win!”
At this moment, a burst of exclamations suddenly erupted from the surroundings. She hurriedly looked up and saw a shocking change in the arena.
Zu An's face turned cold: "You all use the power of your own hell, have you forgotten which area I am the king of?"
As soon as he finished speaking, sword auras appeared in the void behind him, a combination of divine pattern weapons and Qingluan Sword Formation.
But this time the sword energy is very special. Each sword is no longer a shadow, but exudes a blood-yellow light, and each sword is as powerful as a divine weapon.
The three people on the opposite side felt stable a second ago, but now their pupils contracted and they all screamed: "Wangchuan, that's Wangchuan water!"
The various spells performed by the three people collided with the sword energy formed by the Wangchuan water. The sword energy seemed to be broken at the touch, but they were not happy at all.
Because the energy of each sword turns into raindrops all over the sky, and every raindrop is a sword!
Every drop of Forgotten River water has the power to cleanse all things. Those ghost skins that were originally flying and ferocious screamed in real horror. When they were contaminated by Forgotten River water, each of them seemed to have lost their energy and spirit and fell directly to the ground. At the same time, the ghost skins
There was a shadowy figure in the skin struggling to be sucked into the nearby Lethe River water.
The ghosts in the sea of blood that originally wanted to tear the enemy to pieces were crying for their fathers and mothers and ran back. Although it was painful to sink into the sea of blood and be tortured, they could still maintain their self-awareness until the long years passed.
, the sins on the body are washed away, and at least there is the possibility of reincarnation.
But once you sink into the River of Forgetfulness and become an idiot water ghost forever, then everything is really over.
What a pity - rain is everywhere!
When the water from the Forgotten River fell into the sea of blood, the originally arrogant sea of blood became completely turbid, and it was obviously transforming from the sea of blood into the Forgotten River.
If you can't beat it, join!
There was more sea of blood and more water in the River of Forgetfulness, which completely wiped out the various spells of the three people, and finally began to besiege the three people's bodies.
The Dragon King cursed: "Demon King, you are so stupid, are your skills like undercover?"
The old Demon King's face turned livid: "Fuck, you still have the nerve to tell me, if it weren't for your Poseidon's Crown, he could control Wangchuan?"
The Dragon King's eyes were a little confused: "It's impossible. The Poseidon's Crown can't do this, and Wangchuan can't be controlled at will."
He has owned the Poseidon's Crown for the longest time, and of course he knows that the power of the Poseidon's Crown will never be able to control Wangchuan.
But now the three of them have no time to think about this issue. Facing the raindrop sword energy transformed by the Forgotten River water all over the sky, they can only desperately use their unique skills to resist.
Having been in the netherworld for so long, they certainly know that even if they are contaminated by a drop of water from the River of Forgetfulness, their souls and minds will be polluted, and they will completely become a water ghost in the River of Forgotten.
It's a pity that the water of Forgotten River can corrode and assimilate everything, and their defenses are melting away layer by layer.
The Dragon King was the first to be unable to hold on: "Brother Zu, I was wrong. I don't care about the matter between you and Red Fish. I was too loud before, but now I am completely convinced. You should be the master of this underworld."