C740 (1/2)

Silent collision, in the void suddenly brought up a bright light, immediately there is a huge shock wave surging around.

The belated roar suddenly rings out between the heaven and the earth, making the whole earth violently strong and tearing out the deep cracks.

When the local magma erupted suddenly, the river Styx above the sky, as well as the bright sword like storm, completely collapsed at this moment, leaving only two horrible virtual shadows in stalemate.

The huge dark gold sword warbled, and the flickering trident of the dark light constantly made a terrible air wave, which made the Hongling and meditation mouth of them keep bleeding, and their state was very miserable.

At this time, they fight with each other's fate, but neither of them is willing to give up. It seems that they have to wait for the other party's exhaustion to obliterate it here.

The hot magma just spurted into the sky, and was immediately suppressed by the two forces of pressure, which made the cracks in the earth become more and more huge.

With a roar, the whole ninth layer of hell collapsed directly, revealing the empty tenth layer below, which made the blue birds in the distance show a look of horror.

”Qingniao, ah Jiu, you take us to the tenth hell to wait for me. When I kill meditation, I will come to join you!”

At this time, Hong Ling was struggling to communicate with his divine sense, and asked Qingniao and others to leave the place first. However, he swallowed the bloody salty blood in his throat and continued to hold on to meditation. No one dared to withdraw his strength at will.

”Let's go!”

Qingniao did not even ask people's opinions, but rushed into the tenth layer of hell with them and did not dare to stay in the ninth layer.

For a moment, many creatures in the ninth hell were roaring and shooting towards the tenth hell. No one dared to stay and die. After all, the two rounds of hanging sun were really terrible.

”Who in the end is fighting, how can there be such a terrible force, even if it is among the Fengdu Yan Jun, will never have such a powerful force!”

In the tenth layer of hell, a monk in the netherworld was hiding in the coffin of a solitary tomb, and could not help but shiver.

Many ghosts surrounded the tomb at the moment, but they did not dare to enter it. They killed the monk who had broken a hand and a foot, and was blind. After all, the terrible smell from the hell above had made these ghosts dare not move.

Click, click, a sound of crisp sound, suddenly from the hands of the giant sword, make the huge body of Hong Ling face a Lin, turn to look at the shock out of a crack of the sad God sword.

”The power of the Naga royal family is so terrible. This meditation is just equivalent to me. Now, after thoroughly awakening the blood, it can suppress my power and destroy the God of sorrow!”

Hongling didn't expect that in the case of integrating the Yan Huang Emperor's mirror, the God of sorrow still failed to resist the attack of meditation, but was shocked by a series of ferocious cracks.

”The tenth apostle Hong Ling, you are dead. Today, I will kill you to wash away the humiliation you have just inflicted on me with a sword!”

With a ferocious grin on his face, he became more and more terrifying. He had a tendency to suppress Hongling completely, so that he could not maintain his blood awakening.

With a slight frown, Hongling ignored the vicious words of meditation, and instead constantly urged the power of blood to maintain the God of sorrow from breaking.

The confrontation between the two masters, for a while, fell into a stalemate again. However, Hong Ling knew that she could not hold on for a long time, because the meditation on the other side was too strong, too strong!

Bang, for a moment, the God of sadness suddenly broke, making the Trident that lost its elbow no longer have a trace of block. It roared like a dragon, and snorted into the chest of the matchless son Hongling. The sharp sharp stab, with thick blood, ran through its back.

”Ha ha ha, die for me, you will become the first demon who awakens the blood of the emperor of heaven after I meditate on crossing the heaven pass!”

Thinking with a grim smile on his face, he growled and roared. When he saw that Hong Ling was seriously injured, he looked at the dragon blood gushing out. He was almost completely crazy, and his tone of voice was extremely terrible.

Hung Ling snorted, obviously did not expect that he would be injured. When meditation constantly pushed Trident, which made his injury more and more heavy, his highness finally became cruel.

”Dead? No, dead man, but you think, you must die in my hands

Roar, crazy roar, Hong Ling looked at the rapid and close to his meditation, turned upside down the incomplete sword in his hand, hissed it into the man's left rib, and whirled violently.

Hiss, the scarlet blood suddenly gushed from the six armed Naga rib, making the meditation face stiff, and immediately roared with pain.