"Why is this puppet in his hands!" Xinling Hou Jian frowned slightly, staring at the familiar figure, a little uneasy in his heart. ,!

This puppet had been handed over to Wei Wuyang, the Marquis of Wei Yang, a few months earlier.

"Wei Wuyang, that idiot, shouldn't he take this puppet to the trading company in order to kill Dan?"

"Go back and find that fool, tens of millions of killing pills can be exchanged for this puppet, fool!"

Marquis Xinling muttered in his heart, his eyes fixed on the white-clothed figure in the picture.

The sky seemed to be raining blood, and a white dress floated in the blood rain.

The surging Wei soldiers fell in this bloody rain without any struggle.

The light of vitality flashed in the blood rain, condensing in Ye Chen's palm.

Killing the soldiers of the Wei State was like a mustard, Ye Chen's face was indifferent and ruthless, and there was no change.

Different positions, Ye Chen has never had any mercy.

Raising his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the more blood-red sky, his gaze changed slightly, "Marquis Xinling, aren't you going to make a move?"

The breeze rolled out upside down, swept through the tenth layer of hell, like a real sword weapon, where the breeze passed, the soldiers of the Wei State fell one after another, and the blood and water all over the body flowed out, covered with sword marks. And the seemingly sturdy chain snapped and broke when the breeze blew by.

The further down he goes, the fewer the number of Martial God Clans imprisoned in the hell will be, and the stronger his cultivation will be.

It wasn't until there were no more survivors of the Wei soldiers in the hell that Ye Chen turned around and left a sentence: "Get out of hell, someone will pick you up to the west!"

The ban was becoming more and more terrifying, and Ye Chen still broke it with one sword.

The eleventh layer of hell, the bloody wind is slow, hundreds of thousands of Wei soldiers are ready to go, blood-red armor, terrifying and hideous bone horses.

This army is like an army from hell, and each of them has an incomparably strong aura flowing from it.

The first general carried a spear, staring at the sky above without moving, and the news of the untouchables breaking through the hell had already spread. The next few layers of hell have already been prepared.

"A lowly person dares to be so arrogant, I really think that I have no one in Dawei!"

The gun was pointed at the sky, and a majestic momentum was rising on the general's body, and his aura was obviously the martial arts realm.

And at this moment, a spatial ripple slowly rose in the sky. Three figures appeared in it. At the head was a figure dressed in white like snow.

Seeing these three figures, the spear in the general's hand immediately burst out, like a swimming dragon, setting off a terrifying wave of heaven and earth rules. Went straight to Ye Chen, and at the same time, accompanied by the roar of the general: "The whole army charges, ten thousand arrows and blood array, crush this person!"

The voice did not fall. One after another, blood-colored phantom holes pierced out, densely packed, like a tide, all of them were arrows filled with terrifying power.

At a glance, the whole world is full of holes.

Looking at the roaring shadow of the gun calmly, Ye Chen calmly walked forward, "Finally a martial arts realm martial artist has appeared!"

After taking a few steps one after another, the moment he was less than ten feet away from the shadow of the gun, Ye Chen's left hand was raised. Gently pressed down in the void, "Ice Absolute Perfection!"

The supernatural power is absolutely icy, and a chill surges out, permeating the heavens and the earth, in the blink of an eye. The whole world was white, whether it was the shadow of the spear or the dense arrows, they were all frozen. The power contained in it has collapsed.

Looking down at the Wei soldiers below, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth: "The eleventh layer of hell will be broken." Marquis Xinling, you are really patient!"

Before the words fell, Ye Chen's left hand fell, and the sound of clicking suddenly sounded, only to see the frozen spears and arrows turn around one after another and shoot down.

The Wei generals gasped, maintained the formation, and shouted: "Don't mess up the formation of the whole army, keep the firepower output!"

Poof! As soon as the Wei generals finished speaking, a dragon spear shadow appeared, directly piercing his skull, and blood splattered wildly.

The rain of arrows came all over the world, and the Wei soldiers below were even more unable to react, and they fell in a pool of blood one after another.

The screams were endless, and the Martial God Xuan clan, who was imprisoned on the locked martial arts, looked at this scene with a shocked expression, "Dead, all dead!"

At the same time, in the eighteenth layer of hell, Xiao Fatzi and Nameless's eyes became brighter and brighter, and even Chi You's beautiful eyes flashed a touch of brilliance.

Seeing the tragic death of these Wei soldiers, the Marquis of Xinling's face did not change, but instead smiled with a smile, "It is just with the hands of this son that these uncontrolled soldiers can be removed!"

Suowu Hell is a forbidden place for the empire, and it seems that the emperor has high hopes for it, but the Marquis of Xinling understands that this is the emperor who is jealous of himself and assigns himself here, even if he has guarded Hell for more than a hundred years, the army that guards Hell has never really been in his hands. In this army, there are a lot of chess pieces of the Wei Emperor, supervising the Marquis of Xinling, and the matter of high merit and shaking the lord is extremely common in all countries. “

Therefore, the Marquis of Xinling can also watch leisurely, his disciples are all concentrated in the seventeenth layer of hell, as long as these disciples are okay, he will not be heartbroken.

Killing all directions, Ye Chen was like a bamboo all the way, shattering the prohibition between hell with the momentum of devastating and decaying, and crushing the Wei soldiers who were blocking the front one by one.

Whether it was the sword formation formed by the army or the encirclement of many strong men, they could not stop Ye Chen's pace.

When Ye Chen appeared on the sixteenth layer of hell, Xiao Fatzi's gaze moved away from the picture above, staring at the Marquis of Xinling with deep meaning, and said in a low voice: "You can really hold your breath!"

"Hehe, when you are in the position of a hunter, you can also calm down!" Staring at the white-clothed figure, the eyes of the Marquis of Xinling were calm: "Although the prey is strong, the initiative is always in the hands of the hunter!" Saying this, the Marquis of Xinling's eyes lowered slightly, and the feather fan slightly turned to the three of Xiao Fatzi, and chuckled: "The value of this prey is far more than yours, and it can even be compared to the best prey like Chiyou, which is really exciting!"

"Are you so confident that you can catch him?" The slender white jade neck was slightly straightened, and Chi You Wan'er smiled, looking directly at the Marquis of Xinling with a smile.

"It's still the same sentence as before, killing this person is like slaughtering a dog, it's easy!" Xinling Hou took a step forward, and his figure suddenly appeared next to Chi You, bowing his head slightly, clinging to Chi You, and smiling next to Chi You's ear: "You have been secretly observing me for decades, don't you see my strength? Moreover, sometimes, your own cultivation is not the key to determining victory or defeat, tsk, Ben Hou's hole cards are not what you can imagine!"

"Then let the emperor wait and see, there are many boats that have capsized in the gutter throughout the ages!"

Exhaling like an orchid, Chi You smiled and groaned, but his smile was cold to the bone, especially the killing intent in his eyes, which was not concealed at all.

"This kind of thing will never happen to Ben Hou, Ben Hou is not comparable to those fools!"

Turning around, the Marquis of Xinling walked towards the sky above the Sword Tower, and the thunder swimming around him immediately roared, followed by "Hou Ying, Zhu Hai, the seventeenth layer of hell will be handed over to you!"

Its sound was like the roar of ten thousand thunders, breaking through the sky and resounding in the seventeenth layer of hell.

Hou Ying, Zhu Hai, these two are the strongest doormen among the Xinling Hou's guests, and they are also the most valued by the Xinling Hou.

In the seventeenth layer of hell, the sky is like blood, and the high platforms made of corpses are extremely eye-catching.

On the high platform, there were thousands of figures, all of which were filled with the aura of a strong man.

Among these thousands of people, led by two figures, these two are Hou Ying and Zhu Hai in the mouth of the Marquis of Xinling.

Among them, one is an elegant strategist, with a graceful demeanor, wearing a jade crown, and his eyes sometimes flash with a light of wisdom, for Hou Ying, while the other is an abominable and vicious person for Zhu Hai.

Thousands of visitors, led by these two.

Around the high platform, there are many lock martial arts frames, and on the dense lock martial arts frames, only ten martial god election clans are imprisoned, and their bodies are flashing with martial arts coercion.

The voice of the Marquis of Xinling hovered in the air, bringing a roar of roars.

Looking at the stagnant sky, Hou Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pondered: "Since Hou Ye handed over this matter to us, we are bound to capture this person, with Zhu Hai as the leader, and set up the Heavenly Crazy Demon Array!"

"The Heavenly Crazy Demon Array!" Zhu Hai raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with some disapproval: "Just because of a lowly people, he made a big move to arrange the Heavenly Demon Array, it is inevitable that there is some fuss!"

"Make a big fuss!Zhu Hai, this person can't be underestimated, breaking through sixteen layers of hell in a row, this strength alone is enough to move me!"

Seeing Zhu Hai's disapproving expression, Hou Ying reminded.

Hearing this, Zhu Hai still nodded and said, "Anyway, what you said is generally right, just listen to you!"

After speaking, Zhu Hai beckoned the doorman behind him, and in an instant, a series of brilliant sword pillars appeared in the sky above the high platform, the sword pillars crisscrossed together, and huge phantoms emerged in the sword pillars, and these phantoms were all transformed by the will of the martial arts.

The doormen, led by Zhu Hai, got up one after another and walked towards the sky, their figures overlapping with these phantoms, and a majestic momentum surging out.

Let the ten martial gods below choose the clan, each of them was shocked.

A moment later, the blood-red sky began to crumble, the void was turbulent, and a white-clothed figure walked out of it.

Seeing this figure, Hou Ying shouted: "Zhu Hai, start the battle!"

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