The battle situation in Foshan was full of variables. The underworld Yama appeared, and the four halls arrived together, and the evil was overwhelming, shocking everyone present.

The three demon palace guardians looked dark and looked at each other. Yuezhinv stepped on her lotus steps, and her figure passed by instantly, and she tried to make a move.

The realm of mountains and waters opens, and the sword of moving mountains and dancing on the sea is unprecedented. After a hundred years, the realm of man and environment are united.

The magical artifact shakes the mountains and rivers, and the invisible thing is difficult to resist. The magic of the water and moon is no longer there. If you are trapped in the mountains and rivers, it is difficult to get out for a while.

"Um"

Yuezhin frowned slightly, and looked at the changing scenery of the mountains and rivers around her, a cold color flashed by.

"The ultimate path, rebellion"

The artifact was swung, the heaven and earth were reversed, and the sword light broke through the air, trying to break through the mountain and water sword realm with strength.

"Are you really just the third guardian of the Demon Palace?"

In the voice of emotion, a shadow wearing a black white cloak appeared from the mountains and rivers, manipulating the sword realm to scatter the sharp edge of the artifact, slashing the snow sword, and slashing the ink into a sharp edge.

The magic machine swung backwards, and with a thump, the ink and wash dissipated. In the mountains and rivers, the figure of the mo white cloak disappeared again, but the sword ink was like rain, rushing towards the former.

"A tough sword!"

Yuezhinu waved her sword and shook one sword ink after another, and released her spiritual sense, looking for the body of the sword.

When the battle started, not far away, Yan Luo, with white hair in black clothes and white hair, singlely blocked the second guardian of the Demon Palace, and the battle situation was about to break out.

A hundred years have passed, and the cultivation of the people who have been practicing for the past few years has become different from the past. The ancient battlefield has gained something.

"magic?"

Looking at the figure blocking the way in front of him, Bai Wangran narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "As both the demon body, I actually helped Buddhism. You have no regrets!"

"Yellow Spring Hell, Yama is waiting for you to set off!"

Xuanyi's white-haired figure said indifferently, and the sword in his hand turned, and the demonic energy came out.

The two demons fought, and the powerful waves of air continued to surge, shocking everyone.

The battle between the two sides began. Not far away, Lou Wangu looked at the evil woman standing quietly beside him and said, "What, should you stop me?"

Under the mask of Yan Luo, the woman smiled indifferently and said, "The Protector is worried, it is not my strength to fight head-on, your opponent is not me."

"Amitabha"

With a Buddha's name, the Buddha Lord, who was dyed red in the Buddha's robe, walked up and gave a Buddhist tribute to the woman in front of him, saying, "Thank you for your help."

"No need, if you are entrusted by someone to be loyal to you, is it feasible to have this person handed over to you?" the woman said calmly.

The Buddha Lord Tian nodded and said, "Although the old monk is injured, it is enough to deal with this person."

"It's shameless! It turns out that Buddhist bald donkeys like to speak loudly too!"

Lou Wangu sarcastically, and the true essence was secretly lifted, constantly pouring into the heavy halberd.

Under the mask of Yama, the woman ignored the guardian of the Demon Palace on the side, glanced at the battle situation on the other side, nodded, "Then I will not delay the Buddha's master's killing of the demons!"

After saying that, the woman flashed past and rushed towards the battle situation on the other side.

In the realm of mountains and waters, the battle is hot, and in the realm, the two swords confront each other, the sword light is floating, and the light is unstable.

When the woman arrived, she raised her hand to condense the body, and the invisible energy was shaken and opened.

"Runwheel, it is not me who should help you, but King Equality."

In the mountains and rivers, Mo Bai's cloak appeared, looked at the woman not far away and spoke.

"No, he's enough to deal with it alone!"

The woman responded softly.

"The Wheel King, the Equality King?"

The coldness flashed in Yuezhin's eyes, and she looked at the man in front of her and said coldly, "What about you? Which of the ten Yamas is it?"

"I? Hey, the guardian can guess it yourself!"

The man with a mo white cloak responded, and his figure flashed past, and the snow sword opened the underworld.

With a thump, the two swords intersected again, and the ink-colored sword energy disappeared in response. The mountains and rivers shook between heaven and earth, and the ink splashed into a sword, crisscrossing and falling down at an extremely fast speed.

"No matter who you are, today, you will be buried here!

Yuezhinu responded coldly and pointed to the sword. In an instant, the moonlight rose into the sky, and the sword light spread, and a divine moon appeared in the sword realm.

"Runwheel, since you are here, can Shishi help?" The man's voice came out from the mountains and rivers.

"That's what it means"

The woman responded lightly, raised her slender hands, and the second bright moon appeared in the sky, and the moonlight shone on the world, and the sky and the earth were as frozen as ice, struggling.

"Thank you!"

The man responded lightly, his figure flashed by and walked in the ink.

"Um?"

Yuezhinv Concentrates Yuan and returns to the sword, but feels that his body is stagnant and his actions are blocked.

With a loud bang, the sword ink fell down, rumbled and vibrated throughout the sword realm, and the sand was romantic.

On the other side, Bai Wangran's light swept across the distance, his expression changed slightly, and he took a step forward and wanted to help.

"If you want to go over, defeat me first!"

The king with white hair in black clothes flew past, shook the former with a sword, and said coldly.

The evil ghost is covered with his face, the king is ruthless, the king of equality, one of the ten great hells of the underworld, he is kind by nature, but he has no choice but to kill him, save people from the Avici Hell, and suffers all the sufferings of slaughter.

"You are looking for death!"

Bai Wangran's expression became gloomy. With a wave of his hand, nine wind beads coiled into the sky. In an instant, wind and thunder broke out, and the wild mist roared angrily.

The next moment, a black storm descends on earth, destroying mountains and rocks, and destroying everything a hundred miles away.

"Help"

Below, the little novice monks showed fear and panic.

In the void, Buddha Lord Tian, ​​who was fighting with the Fourth Guardian of the Demon Palace, saw this and shouted the Buddha's name and turned his palms to condense the essence, and the Dharma protects sentient beings.

The golden light came to the world, crisscrossing and spreading, turning into a sky net to block Foshan, resisting the black storm falling from the sky.

In the battle situation not far away, the Xuanyi King showed murderous intent in his eyes, the sword edge in his hand surged, the sword edge changed accordingly, the doomsday madness reappeared, and the six-foot long sword was shocking.

The demon sword fell, the void cracked, and the black sword light cut through the heaven and earth, and landed on the storm with a loud bang. In the terrifying vibration, the storm collapsed and the demonic energy disappeared.

In the howling wind and waves, the two of them stood at each other, flew in their clothes, and their murderous intent was even more serious.

Just as the battle situation between the three parties began, on the distant peak, Yan Luo, who was dressed in red and blood, was alone in search of the Holy Secret of the Demon Palace, and his blood-colored sword in his hand was swallowing and spitting out the starlight, which was shocking.

"Saint, please withdraw your troops!"

He spoke again, as calm as before, and the figure in Hongyi walked ten feet in front of the former and stopped.

"I want to say no?" Jie Tiance said lightly.

"Then I will offend you!"

As soon as the words fell, the stars shone in the sky, reflected the sword, the red clothes moved instantly, the sword opened up life and death, and the King of Hell judged his life.

Jie Tiance blocked the sword with his fingers, and then he popped out with a clang, shaking the sword's edge.

"Soul-Devouring Palm"

The battle situation was separated, Jie Tiance turned the palm of the master, and the faint light spread, and he returned the tough moves to test the depth of the person coming.

The figure in red stomp stepped on his feet, his body was like a illusion, and he was in the wind, avoiding one dim light after another. In a blink of an eye, the sword edge passed through the gap and the cold light took his life.

"Thorny"

The sound of tearing clothes and silk sounded, and the brocade fur cracked on Jie Tiance's arm, and the sword light passed by, a slight difference.

Jie Tiance looked back, looked at the figure behind him, and did not take any action. He said calmly, "I am very curious. The underworld has been destroyed for many years. Who are you?"

The figure in red waved his hand to put away his sword and said lightly, "The underworld has never been destroyed, but it's just coming out again today!"

"I see"
Chapter completed!