Netherworld Hell, Ice Cave Mansion.

Meng Soul looked coldly at the plain sedan chair and Xiao Luo of the third prince of Purple Ghost City.

"Those who enter the Netherworld and Hell will die!" Meng Soul's words seemed to be still echoing. The wind chimes on the small sedan chair of the third prince of Purple Ghost City had swayed gently, but there was still no sound.

The inky wind chimes resembled a black ghost hanging from the plain sedan chair.

The third prince of Ziyoucheng already said that Zuihou asked Meng Soul once. Not to mention the ghost venerable secret spell, he is going to do it.

The murderous intent in Xiao Luo's eyes also flashed, he, like the third son, didn't want to wait any longer, and couldn't wait any longer. The magic bell above Xiao Luo's head began to change gradually, and the rolling demonic energy seemed to be boiling.

The magic of the magic bell is rolling, and the strange treasure from the secret realm of the desolate soul is extraordinary. Although it is not as good as the Demon Coffin, it is definitely the Devil's Treasure. Otherwise, how could Wen Muran and Xiao Luo risk death to get the treasure back then?

Meng Soul's eyes were raised, and he would not say the Ghost Saint Secret Mantra, because he knew that behind his mind might be his mother's resting place. In any case, Meng Soul would not let the third prince and Xiao Luo disturb the sleeping mother.

Mother is all the beliefs and sustenance of Meng Soul! The two mural doors behind it, Meng Soul did not feel the slightest coldness, but the slightest warmth, which was the warmth of the mother from the soul.

The black robe agitated, the long hair flew wildly, and in the face of Xiao Luo, Meng Soul could completely fight. However, the third prince of Purple Ghost City made a move, and Meng Soul had almost no chance of winning.

In the past two hundred years, although Meng Soul has broken through the Great Perfection of the Flying Tribulation Realm, he is only a True Immortal.

True Immortal vs. Xuan Immortal, even though Meng Soul has a secret method, but Meng Soul does not have nine coffins after all.

Meng Soul's long, bloody, white fingers were slightly curved. At this point, as soon as his fingers dropped. Then there will be a killing sound that shocks the Three Realms.

That guqin is a ghostly thing. Tianzhou Demon Qin, even if a string is broken, who dares to underestimate it? If a string is there, there will be a million soldiers, this is what Ghost Ruyan said to Meng Soul at the beginning.

The three sons of Purple Shadow City, Xiao Luo who sacrificed the magic bell, Meng Soul who couldn't retreat, and the murderous aura of the three people permeated the entire cave mansion. Let the air here. Suddenly tightened.

The three of them didn't make a move for a long time, and there was another reason, that is, they were afraid that this hell cave would not be able to withstand the power of the three of them.

If the cave collapses, then everything will probably be buried. It was a scene that no one wanted to see. But, at this moment. No one will budge. It's a battle.

"Kill!"

With a light drink, the first person to make a move was the third prince of Purple Ghost City, who had always been mysterious, planned and then moved, and definitely had an overwhelming advantage.

However, the small sedan chair did not move, just the ink-colored wind chimes on the top of the sedan chair. turned into a black streamer and went straight to Meng Soul. The small sedan chair of the third prince of Purple Youcheng did not move, obviously not doing his best, maybe in his opinion. Meng Soul is not worth his full strength.

Today's Meng Soul seems to be slightly inferior to the Blue Devil back then. However, as soon as the black jade wind chimes on the small sedan came out, it was enough to crush everything.

You must know that in the battle of the Immortal Ghost Sect back then, as soon as the white jade wind chimes came out, the fairy remnant ice flower sacrificed by the Blue Devil was scattered by one blow. The orange dharma body of the Blue Devil fell directly because he wanted to save his deity.

White jade and black jade are originally a pair of reincarnation bells of life and death. The white jade is born, and the black jade is dead. The white jade is crisp, and the black jade is silent. It's just that the third prince didn't expect that Amu would suddenly go berserk and sacrifice the demon coffin.

Therefore, the white jade fairy bell was directly crushed by the demon coffin, and now there is only one left, and its power is slightly reduced. But even so, as soon as the Moyu Immortal Bell came out, although it was silent, the endless power of imprisonment had already dispersed.

Everyone in the field felt a tightness in their chests, and the dozen or so pieces of Xuan Ice scattered in the cave seemed to be shocked. At the same time, above the Xuan Ice, a silver glow suddenly shone.

"Yin and Yang are forever separated, people and ghosts have different paths!" The eight-character forbidden diagram floating on the ice rotated rapidly, forming a whirlpool, and unloading the imprisoned power emitted by the black jade fairy bell.

Now the battle in hell is no longer a competition, or even a life-and-death battle between two people. It's a battle for pure interests.

If the third prince and Xiao Luo want to go to the Shura realm through hell, they must have something to ask for, and Meng Soul wants to stay here, not only to not disturb his mother, but also because this was once the mission left by his mother to him.

The moment the third prince made a move, Xiao Luo also made a move.

"When—"

The magic bell rang, turning into tangible sound waves rippling, and it was also an endless black light, and the entire cave echoed continuously.

However, this cave house is extremely magical, because Xiao Luo understands that the sound wave at this time is already less than thirty percent of the power of the magic clock, and it seems that this cave house must have an extremely powerful prohibition and absorb the magic sound of the magic clock.

"Hmm!" Rao said, and everyone felt a shock in their hearts.

Wu'er behind Xiao Luo couldn't help frowning, now her cultivation is not yet a soul. However, Wu'er seemed to have some secret treasure on his body, and a strange purple glow was instantly emitted. Xiao Luo also leaned closer to Wu'er, with black and white magic eyes, floating above his head, protecting the two of them.

The magic bell flew straight towards Meng Soul.

The space of this cave is not large, and the radius is only a few tens of zhang. The two treasures, the Moyu Wind Chime and the Magic Clock, flew out at the same time, distorting almost everything in this space.

The Zhanggao Xuanbing scattered in that scene, if it weren't for the seal of the eight-character forbidden map, would have been completely dispersed. Rao is like this, and those Xuan Bing are also unstable. Only in the corner, the piece of Xuan Ice that was thousands of miles away from the Northern Han Sect was completely unmoving.

Back then, Amu wanted to use his own strength to forcibly break those seals with the Canghai Town Dragon Whip, but to no avail. However, the Liliang of the Moyu Immortal Bell and the Magic Bell now is by no means comparable to the Canghai Town Dragon Whip in the hands of Amu back then.

At this time, the murderous intent in the eyes of Zaijian Meng Soul skyrocketed.

Perhaps, Meng Soul can ignore Xiao Luo, but the inky wind chimes of the third prince definitely shocked Meng Soul's heart. Xuan Immortal was imprisoned, if it weren't for the magic of the region they were in, Meng Soul might have been killed in an instant.

"Zheng-" Meng Soul plucked the strings.

The four tones turned into shapes, respectively to meet the magic bell and the black jade wind chime.

Boom-boom-boom

collided vigorously, with two loud bangs, and the entire cave shook for a while.

Bang - Bang -

The eight-character seals on the two pieces of Xuan Ice on the Liliang node shattered, and the Xuan Ice flew away, and the two former powerful monks sealed in it. Direct gas dissipation.

I don't know how many years it has been sealed, these once powerful characters have long been lifeless, and now that the ice is scattered, they will naturally disappear and become invisible.

However, Meng Soul's shape-shifting qin sound could not stop the momentum of the magic bell and the black jade wind chimes at all.

Meng Soul frowned, and couldn't help but tighten his cheeks. The strength of the opponent is too strong, and the power of the magic weapon is huge, and it is no longer something that the sound of the magic qin can resist.

There is no choice. Meng Soul shook with one hand.

"Zheng-"

Meng Soul's fingers suddenly lifted, blood splattered on his fingers, and at the same time, his hands quickly formed a magic seal.

"Thousand knots of magic strings!"

With Meng Soul's loud shout, the two strings on the magic qin suddenly emitted a strange white glow. Pop up.

Two strings, instantly exchanged into thousands. Intertwined as a dense web. The endless light was dazzling, and then it went directly to the magic bell and the white jade wind chime cover.

"Huh?" Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows, secretly saying that it was a powerful technique. Breaking the strings and destroying the magic weapon is already a self-harming technique. It seems that Meng Soul is already about to die.

Xiao Luo thought in his heart. In the cave, the three magic weapons had already collided with all their might.

Boom-boom-boom

Layers of airflow, endless rewinding. Throughout the cave, an endless whirlwind blew. If it weren't for Hell, with a strange seal ban, it instantly absorbed and dissipated most of Liliang. Then, this cave will definitely collapse, and the entire Netherworld Mountain may collapse with a bang, and this time the third prince did not use his Xuan Immortal power.

But Rao is like this, this time, the murals around the cave wall have actually fallen slightly.

However, more than that, at this moment, no one paid attention to the fact that after those endless energies were absorbed by the mural, the colors on the cave walls seemed to be thicker and brighter.

The black jade wind chimes faded for a moment, and then flew upside down quickly, without any harm. Such a magic weapon, unless the existence of the demon coffin erupts, it must not be helped.

The Xiao Luo Magic Bell was also completely sealed by Meng Soul's string net and blocked back. The magic bell is naturally still unharmed.

Peng - Peng -

Zaijian, in the cave mansion, all the Xuan Ice Blocks, except for the one in the corner where Han Qianli had nothing to do, all the others turned into endless white gas.

It's a pity that those powers of the Three Realms that have been sealed for thousands of years have been shattered, and they are all destroyed in an instant.

At this time, the seal method in the hands of the Demon Qin Meng Soul changed again. In an instant, the strings that had just collided and were not completely dispersed suddenly condensed.

Synthesize two strings, like two sword lights, and go straight to Xiao Luo and the third son's sedan chair respectively.

With one enemy and two enemies, the soul of Moqin Meng actually turned defense into offense. That's an incredible thing in itself.

Xiao Luo sneered, and the magic bell that had just flown back upside down turned violently in the air, and the bell mouth was facing the string light.

"Collect!" clanged, like a sword entering the magic bell, and the strings of the magic piano were directly collected by the magic bell.

And another string that flew towards the third son's small sedan chair had just arrived in front of the sedan chair. A strong force came out, and the strings suddenly stopped.

"Go!" In the small sedan chair, the third son broke off softly. The strings of the magic qin actually flew out upside down suddenly, and the speed was ten times faster than Fang Cai.

The power of the Xuan Immortals!

Meng Soul's heart tightened, and there was already a trace of Xuan Immortal power attached to that string.

However, that string was not much of a threat to Meng Soul. The magic qin in his hand was erected, and a spell changed in Meng Soul's hand.

"Collect!" The string was directly collected by the magic harp, which was originally its thing.

"Hmm!" However, suddenly Meng Soul frowned, and a strong force came directly from the strings.

Smack-

The string snapped.

"Wow-" Meng Soul took a mouthful of blood and sprayed it directly on the magic qin.

"It's amazing!" Meng Soul said secretly in his heart. Fang Cai, nothing more than a trace of Xuan Immortal power, attached to the strings, and the strings have been collected by the magic qin, and the remaining strength can actually seriously injure himself.

"I'll kill you, it's no effort, you still have four strings!" came the voice of the third prince in the white sedan chair.

"Four strings, that's enough!" Meng Soul's face changed suddenly, his hands flew, and the remaining four strings on the magic qin suddenly shone brightly.

Meng Soul finally wanted to sacrifice the Great Technique of Life and Death, and in the entire cave mansion, the immortal qi skyrocketed, like a storm, and there seemed to be endless humanoid phantoms, which were about to appear.

One string, a million heavenly soldiers.

At this time, the two gates behind Meng Soul were actually booming. (To be continued......)