The space is about to be shattered.

"Yin Yang God King Curse!"

"The ultimate curse!"

Xiao He also became furious, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence, and quickly drew a profound and mysterious spell in the void with his fingers, which immediately tore through the sky and landed on Ji Wuhen's body.

"puff!"

Ji Wuhen instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face turned red, and he felt that the demon in his heart was suddenly rising, and the power in his body began to riot.

"Damn it! The Yin-Yang God King's curse in the underworld! The way of the curse is so weird!"

Ji Wuhen's strength was in chaos at this moment, and the power of the Eight Holy Fists was reduced many times in an instant.

"Hell's Sword!"

"One Sword Senluodian!"

Xiao He held the Sword of Hell in his hand, and the wheels of life and death formed by the six magical skills around him were spinning wildly. His whole body suddenly turned into a forest hell, and a realm enveloped Ji Wuhen, and endless murderous intent broke out in an instant.

"ah!!"

Ji Wuhen seemed to see a very horrifying scene in that hell realm. He roared miserably, burst out the dragon's true energy, and jumped out of that realm in an instant.

But at this time, he looked extremely embarrassed, his Spring and Autumn King's robe was in tatters, and his hair was messy. Now he didn't even care to say anything to Yan Ruyu, a saint from the Elf clan, and ran madly towards the outside of Tianya Hai Pavilion.

He obviously felt that his life was in danger.

At this time, Xiao He's breath was exhausted to the extreme. It was obvious that the move just now consumed countless of his strength.

But he suddenly walked out of the field and feebly conducted a secret soul exchange with Ye Feng: "Ye Feng, hurry up! Kill him quickly! This Ji Wuhen actually has the Ancient Emperor Talisman on his body. He just used it
Chapter completed!