When Guo Fan opened his eyes, the blood pool hell had already been beyond recognition.

Others here have already woken up and left.

He is the only one left.

The cold wind whistled from afar, swirling and flying around with heavy snow like goose feathers.

Above, the huge holes penetrated several layers of hell, and sunlight shone down.

Under the feet.

Rocks collapse and gullies stand.

Nothing in the eyes is intact.

Looking up at the distance.

The mountain had already opened, and a huge hideous crack appeared on the Black Mountain.

With the sight of your eyes, you can see the snow-capped mountains outside.

"Crackling..."

Guo Fan shook his body, his bones were like firecrackers, and the violating surroundings ripples appeared.

He stood up from the spot, moving forward while moving his muscles and bones.

The relics of Lankeshan are really extraordinary.

Not only can it improve your cultivation and strengthen your strength, but it can even have a certain ability to regenerate flesh and blood!

at this time.

The trauma on his body was already healed at this time.

Originally, there were only pale bone claws on the right hand, but now it has a little flesh and blood, but it is more cunning than before.

in vivo.

The strong innate energy is as thick as ink and as agile as water. The heart moves at will, and everything will come.

The flesh and blood are even more terrifying.

It seems that by clenching a fist, you can break through the void and the world in front of you.

The mind is even more nourished. When the thought moves, everything that happens within a radius of dozens of feet is clearly and distinguishable.

The spirit and spirit are in harmony, and the breath is unobstructed.

Xuanwu domineering body.

Success!

“Wow…”

Stepping out of the Black Mountain, standing in front of the crack, the cold wind blows the snow all over the sky, covering your eyes.

The snowflakes fall on the body, and the coldness is cold.

The cold wind blew on the body, and the shattered sound of flying flew, which also shocked the spirit.

Guo Fan stretched out his arms, his chest and abdomen were undulating, and he looked up at the sky and sighed in his mouth.

"Peng!"

Gangjin burst out.

The snow swept through the sky in an instant, revealing the scene afterwards.

peaceful.

It was completely broken at this moment.

A scene of chaotic fighting instantly caught my eye.

The huge Black Mountain has been opened by countless holes at this time, and countless people from the world roar out of it.

Many ghosts held chains, shackles, and rushed wildly.

There was also the cow head and horse face, black and white impermanence, and even the judge, Meng Po, who appeared in the sky.

For a moment, heroes came out of the cave, and ghosts and gods were everywhere.

Roaring and shouting to kill, sounds filled the ears; flesh and blood flew everywhere, and broken limbs and corpses were everywhere.

The energy is stirring, and the energy is swept across.

Various terrifying martial arts were played one after another, and the roar had already suppressed the howling wind.

here!

It has long become a killing scene.

The heroes of the world and the masters of the underworld fight together.

The pungent smell of blood came to my face.

Looking around, the scene in front of you is like the real Shura Purgatory.

"Comfortable!"

Guo Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face showed a pleasant smile. His body, standing in the wind and snow, began to boil.

This kind of scene is a long absence for him!

"Boom..."

Above, the mountain is shocking.

Countless rocks of different sizes rolled down, sweeping all the way, and crushing countless people.

"Peng!"

Guo Fan stepped on the ground, jumped high, and the qi around him burst out, shaking the rocks.

A few ups and downs fall on the battlefield.

His clothes were torn and ragged, almost covered in his body, and were covered in bruises and were obviously suffering.

It doesn't need to say more about which side it belongs to.

"kill!"

A ghost messenger roared and killed him.

At this moment, too many people escaped from the eighteenth level of hell, and the number of ghost messengers was limited, so they no longer wanted to capture them all alive.

Killing it on the spot is an order.

"Brother, be careful!"

Some people from the world nearby saw this and hurriedly reminded him loudly.

"It's the Gangqi Ghost!"

The incoming ghost messenger had a strong aura, and his qi was voluntarily waving his hand, and there was almost no enemy in a single gang.

Many people in the world who had just escaped from the troubles have died.

Guo Fan licked the corner of his mouth lightly, slowly raised his hand to the attacking ghost messenger, and the void around him darkened.

Nine Nether Ghost Claws!

The claws came out, the wind was howling, and ghosts cried and howled.

The black smoke was even more like a ghost, roaring forward like a substance.

"Um?"

Before coming, the ghost officer noticed that the other party's aura was different, and that was Guo Fan's move, and his face turned even more solemn.

"Cunming Finger!"

With one bounce of ten fingers, the force of the finger immediately pierced into the cold wind and exploded quietly.

The incoming index force can be changed by the virtual and the real, and the virtual cannot be touched, but it will burst like fire.

Once it breaks out, the cold wind will immediately collapse from the inside and defeat the claw force.

"The wind of electricity goes on foot!"

"Look at the common people in a slant!"

The ghost messenger's body was like lightning, and he followed the burst finger force gap and slashed it with his hand as a knife.

The blade is tilted, but it makes people unable to hide.

"good."

Guo Fan raised his eyebrows, but his feet did not move, his body did not shake, and he suddenly grabbed the person with one hand again.

“Woo…”

The ghost roar suddenly became anxious.
To be continued...