Ye Fan was very surprised. He looked around and saw that the two levels of hell had been opened, but the demon was gone. He immediately noticed the changes in Lei Kun and his senior sister.
I was suddenly surprised.
"Lei Kun, he ate away at the devil's power? This aura... is so strong!"
Old Monster Haoran is still helping Lei Kun stabilize his mind and fight for control of his body.
Looking at the senior sister again, the original long black hair was gone, replaced by long auburn hair, and her whole body exuded a majestic, monster-like aura.
"The devil inside you..."
Lin Wenrou showed a proud smile and said: "The remnant soul suppressing Qiongqi in this hell has been absorbed by me, but I can't fully absorb it yet, so I have banned most of it."
"Hey, I'm in the other side realm now, and I'm stronger than you. How's the battle going up there?"
Ye Fan looked up and said: "It's very tragic. The demon was born, looking for the descendants of the twelve main gods, helping them improve their cultivation, and killing the warriors of the Holy See. The demon also took action. The demon did not kill anyone except the twelve main gods.
, the rest were all random killings, and our Chinese warriors also suffered, with countless casualties."
"I was defeated by a demon. The demon was too strong and full of ancient meanings. The techniques they used were all very classical. They were so powerful that the weak could not even run back in front of them."
Just finished speaking.
"roar!"
A roar came from below.
The demon on the twelfth floor is roaring and wants to come out.
Several people looked down.
The sword light of the ninth sword shines, and the sword's power is frightening, and it rushes towards the sky.
"Let's get the sword!"
Ye Fan wanted to go down.
Li Daoyi said: "Do you know that the further you go down, the stronger the demons become. You can't even defeat the demons above. You will die if you go down."
Ye Fan said: "That's okay. Although I can't kill the devil, the devil won't kill me that easily."
Just then!
Whoosh!
A dozen figures appeared not far away.
It seems that they have been noticed.
"Chinese warriors... it is indeed you..."
"Damn Chinese warrior, kill me!"
The warriors of the Holy See came to kill him.
Lin Wenrou looked excited, let out a roar, the sound was boiling, deafening, shaking in all directions, waved a giant fist, and roared away.
Bang!
"ah……"
Screams came.
But this is just the beginning.
Lin Wenwen chased after him, wanting to kill him, and punched him wildly, punch after punch.
Killings came one after another.
With one person's strength, she suppressed more than a dozen members of the Holy See's Infernal Realm from taking a step forward, and pressed down forcefully.
Ye Fan said nothing, raised his sword and killed him.
"Sister, let me help you!"
The sword shines brightly in the sky, and the sword light is sharp.
Whoosh!
More than thirty powerful men came down, not only the warriors of the Holy See, but also the descendants of the twelve main gods, and the battlefield gradually extended.
More and more people came and were killed.
The melee begins.
Old monster Haoran stopped and said calmly:
"Boy, break the barrier of hell and release the twelfth level of demons."
Lei Kun's eyes were red and he was full of ancient thoughts. He was holding a big dragon sword and a huge oriental black dragon was roaring as he rushed towards the eleventh level of hell.
Make a slash.
The power of the sword shook the heavens and the earth, and the regional barriers were directly cracked.
"roar!"
A roar.
The crack was smashed by a powerful demon below, and it rushed out with an excited look on its face.
Want to devour Lei Kun.
"Delusion!"
Lei Kun's big dragon sword cut across and slashed furiously. The demonic power was poured into the big dragon sword. The black dragon roared and crushed it.
He actually forced the devil back to the twelve levels of hell.
"Ancestor Ares!"
"Damn Chinese people, please don't hurt the remnant souls of my ancestors..."
The descendants of Ares, one of the twelve main gods, came to kill.
He was coming fiercely, and he wanted to kill Lei Kun, but he was cut across by a sword, cutting his body into two pieces. It was the old monster Haoran who took action.
"Boy, let it come out!"
Lei Kun quickly evacuated.
Ares, the remnant soul of the demon, rushed out quickly, pounced on the fighting crowd, grabbed a few Qiankun realms with one hand, pulled out the souls, and swallowed them directly.
"roar!"
It let out a roar that shook all directions.
“It’s a long-lost taste, so delicious.”
The demon's remnant soul sighed, and then his whole body burned. Purple-blue flames began to burn, and a flaming spear was held in his hand.
One pick.
It seems random, but it contains the meaning of a rolling avenue, running thousands of miles. From here, it flies directly to the ground and reaches the distant sea.
Wherever it passed, countless corpses flew everywhere.
It grabbed it gently, and a handful of souls were swallowed up.
Devouring the soul, its originally weak remnant soul became stronger and stronger.
After such a long period of time, the power of demons has been extracted by the people of the Holy See. Their combat power has become weaker and weaker, and their condition has become worse and worse.
Devouring the soul, it can recover quickly.
People are constantly being killed from above, and people are constantly being eaten by the devil.
"roar!"
A roar.
That was the impact of the demons from the thirteenth level of hell.
Demon Ares glanced down and raised the flaming spear in his hand.
"No, run away!"
Old Monster Haoran's expression suddenly changed, he shouted and quickly evacuated.
"Ye Fan, let's go!"
Lin Wenrou rushed out immediately, followed closely by Lei Kun and Li Daoyi, and finally Ye Fan followed.
Unexpectedly, a figure intercepted in front of Ye Fan and pushed gently:
"You don't have to leave. Your mission has not been completed yet. Retrieve the Ninth Sword."
"I……"
Ye Fan wanted to curse.
This old monster Haoran has pushed him into the battlefield more than once.
The devil below is coming out, don't let me escape.
Rumble!
There was a loud noise, mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the ground beneath our feet continued to crack.
The demon below was roaring with excitement.
A huge black hand came out from below, and with a sudden slap, several warriors were slapped to death. With a quick grab, three or five souls were pulled down, destined to be eaten.
The ground beneath our feet is still shaking.
"See the sun again, destroy the Holy See, sweep across the world, open the gate of heaven, where are the descendants of Apollo's lineage?"
A demon breaks out of the dark hell and reaches the ground.
The goal is very clear, to take revenge and destroy the Holy See, to grow stronger and sweep the world, and to open the Heavenly Gate into a new world.
Of course, he can't do everything himself. Descendants of his own lineage can help him massacre the world's warriors.
Ye Fan avoided the demon's massacre and used the second part of the "Eight Rules of Rebellion" to focus on escaping.
But he was still targeted by a demon, and on the other side of his escape, he was targeted by many strong men from the Holy See.
The devil attacks with unparalleled strength, destroying the world and destroying the world. No one can stop it.
There was really nothing he could do.
The Xuanyuan Sword was hanging in front of him, with his right hand clenched into a fist, and a destructive aura erupted from his fist. Everything around him was completely lifeless.
He seemed to have transformed into an ancient son of hell and traveled through ancient times.
Even the demons were a little surprised.
"Hell punch!"
Now he is at the peak of the Hedao realm, and this punch is much more terrifying than before. The punch is frightening, the space is shattered, and he is facing the devil's palm.
Rumble!
Giant fists and giant palms collide.
After a powerful punch, he was finally broken into pieces.
But it's not over yet.
There is a fierce sword light hidden behind the giant fist. This sword is full of ancient meanings, full of the power of the world, and kills with force.
Clang, clang, clang...
It can actually compete with the giant palm.
"Six Paths of Reincarnation...Sakyamuni...you actually...have you seen that coffin? Is this the swordsmanship of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan of China?"
"Although your sword skills are strong, your cultivation is too weak. You will die!"
The giant palm pressed hard and the sword collapsed.
"ah……"
Ye Fan was forcibly pushed down and thrown towards the lower hell, where his life and death were uncertain.