Shulothel didn't speak, thinking wildly in his mind.

By closing the door, you can get the full help from the four-level underworld. Although this promise will be hundreds of years later... it is a good choice, isn't it?

However, if a magical artifact is added...

Crack, Crack... The sound of the second hand sounded in the ears of every Yindian. Xu Fu's eyes were slightly constrained, but his spirit was highly concentrated. Yang Jiye's army stared at the Jumen.

Shulothel's ultimate attitude represents everything.

No one expected that Xu Fu was so brave and cut off his arm. The judge would let go if he said he would let go if he said he would let him go. Even if he was not a loyal minister, he had to praise him. The other party was well aware of the three flavors of the word "will be willing to give up".

In the palace, Shulothel's fingers gently tapped the back of the chair. After dozens of seconds, the huge figure seemed to smile.

Still a good choice.

The Queen of the Underworld does not care about the world and tries hard to find a way to extend her life. Any underworld that dares to set foot in the American continent will be regarded as a provocation. But... it depends on what it is.

They were not crazy enough that Yamao stole the artifact and entered America, and dared to resist the thunder in the underworld of China and was furious.

That is not a life-suspending, that is a death.

This kind of thing is wandering overseas and will definitely trigger a regional war. Once the powder keg of America is ignited, it will never stop... The hands of the major underworlds in the world will reach out. And the god of death under the command of the Queen of the Underworld are obviously not ready.

"So... Kukulkan didn't tell me this... because he calculated that I would definitely choose this way. I am worthy of being my brother..." He licked his lips, and his magnificent voice spread across the barrier like thunder: "The Lost Eagle and the Viper Snake Lock, Block... Ten layers."

"Sorry..."

"You... have to die here."

"This is my answer."

His voice seemed to be talking to himself, but in fact, it spread throughout the Shulotel barrier like thunder. The sound waves were like giant palms, playing with the waves freely, setting off a tsunami of more than ten meters.

In an instant, the eagle warriors who had originally buried their heads suddenly raised their heads, and the seemingly random crossbows turned slightly, from controlling the entire field to... aiming at Xu Fu's vital body!

Immediately afterwards, they all let out an angry shout, and countless bloody lights spread from their bodies, gathering on their faces into a tattoo of the sun.

Boom-!! The magnificent yin energy swept across the eight wilderness and Liuhe. Even Xu Fu, who was closest, flew straight backwards, narrowing his eyes. He exhaled a stream of air conditioning from his slightly opened mouth.

"This is...Teskateripoca (the first Sun Agenda God of Aztec God) Sun Golden Army Formation..." He gritted his teeth. Even if it was him, his heart couldn't help but tremble when facing the Sun Golden Army Formation blooming with thousands of eagle warriors. However, his eyes did not fall on it, but saw the gate.

The pale stone door seemed to have come alive at this moment! It was broken into dozens of pieces in an instant, and it was scattered but very regularly suspended in the door hole. The rear was not void, but... a miserable ghost fire.

Brush—! In the next second, countless green ghost fires spewed out from the gap and spread wildly along the barriers on both sides. In a moment, the entire barrier had been lit into an endless beacon tower. Countless ghost crying, shrill crying resounded throughout, as if Fengdu was coming again.

In the gate, the broken stone door fragments were twisted and rotated, and countless blood-red vines lingered from all directions, forming them into a strange symbol.

Card... With a light sound, a golden vertical pupil appeared in the symbol.

"Ha..." Xu Fu closed his eyes, shook his head with a wry smile.

This is the highest defense of the Eagle and the Viper Snake, the Shulothel Barrier. Even if the five Yan Luo join forces to attack, they will not collapse for a month. It is known as the first barrier in the Pacific. From one to ten levels... Legend has it that there is only one person who passes the ten levels of defense in the front.

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The second King of Hell.

Except for him, no matter Tanatus, Anubis, or Yama, when he came here, he would wait for the barrier to open. This was the glory created by all the gods of death in the five sun eras during the heyday of the American continent. The highest warning. Attacking the Shulothel barrier will be regarded as provoking the underworld of the Americas.

Now, he is blocking himself.

Xu Fu looked at the exquisite pocket watch.

The last ten seconds.

The Wuyang explosion should have started the prelude to destruction. I... I have to leave here for at most half an hour.

"Since you have no choice but to retreat, there is no need to retreat again." At this moment, the wind around him seemed to stop, and his voice seemed to solidify. The aura belonging to the high-level Yan Luo instantly swept the whole audience like a storm! A tsunami storm exploded for dozens of meters!

Sha… His hand grabbed the void, and a long blue sword pulled out of the void inch by inch. Every time he pulled out an inch, the void was wailing desperately. He looked at the Yang family general and more than a dozen treasure ships with a look like a dead person, and smiled and said, "It was born with the same roots, why are we so anxious to fight each other..."

The response to him was the Yang family army under the command of Yang Jiye, the king of Luzon, the underworld of China, who shouted angrily. All the secrets were shrouded in the white light.

Each Yin Difference increases wildly, and under his feet, black and white energy spreads, connecting all Yin Differences. The momentum is not very large, but it has a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

In the palace above the Jumen, Shulothel's ghost fire jumped gently and took a deep breath: "The top military formation in the underworld of China... Wu Mu. hasn't it been lost long ago?"

Yes, it was lost.

However, he was discovered again by the third King of Hell in Zhu Ming's treasure.

"Wu Mu..." Xu Fu licked his lips, and the terrifying true energy lingered all over his body. His robe and black hair danced like a black crow. He stepped out of the air: "Try to take this sword for me?"

At this moment, the world instantly lost its voice.

A high-level Yan Luo's all-out move has surpassed the speed of sound, as fast as a flash of horses. Only a dazzling sword mark can be seen in the whole world.

The world is like a bright moon, and the sword marks are like engravings.

The marks that cut the bright moon.

If you don’t move, you will be killed!

The Suloter's ghost fire suddenly shone, unable to describe the beauty of this sword. It was the flash of cereal blooming on the moonlit night. A shocking fog appeared, leaving only the fragrance lingering. After one sword, an unfathomable sword mark appeared in the entire sea...!

One sword divides the sea!

On the other side of him, thousands of bodies bathed in black and white light rushed forward with a deafening "Kill!!", as if a hidden dragon came out of the abyss, aiming at the sword without hesitation!

The snow-white true energy and the dark yin energy instantly dyed this sea area into a forest hell.

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Screaming, running, and collapsing.

Pengqiu has arrived on the eve of the era of destruction. Countless ghosts and people rushed out of the prosperous Pengqiu like crazy. They have been expanded to seventy-two gates, and the ghosts are like tides, crying, screaming, and screaming in endless ears.

"Give it! Give it!!" "Run! Run it!! Look at the Pengqiu Port!" "Who can't see it! Run it quickly! I don't want to die again!" "What the hell happened? Why is this happening?"

On the city tower, all the ghost soldiers gritted their teeth and watched the people below run away first. They had already escorted Gou Yongjun to leave first. The other party was now three kilometers away from Pengqiu, calling on government officials to gather the escaped ghosts.

In the air, Qin Changxin gritted his teeth and looked at all this, his heart felt like blood was dripping in his mouth.

Pengqiu... He also has feelings for this city. This is the base for the development of the underworld. How prosperous has it been built?

However, how much is left after this nuclear explosion?

"It's almost done. Father." Qin Xinzhong had arrived at him at some point and bowed: "

Please...take away Levitra Palace."

Qin Changxin did not speak, but looked down. It was there that the ghost people escaped one tenth. There was a huge gully in the middle of the city, and the ghost people who rushed through this side of the gully were only three or four out of ten.

He looked to the other side of the gully.

That was the location of Pengqiu Port. There were countless ghosts screaming and crying and rushing out. And one kilometer away from there... a huge ball of light, like the rising sun, roaring the entire Pengqiu Port!

Countless yin and true qi lingered around it, and the space was twisting. This light ball was two or three thousand meters in size. The terrifying depression and extreme power made him feel uncomfortable when he was so far away.

"Father, can't wait any longer!"

Qin Changxin shook his head, made quick gestures with his hands, and muttered something. And with his voice, the entire Pengqiu City suddenly trembled, and then, like an ink painting, flew towards Li Jing Palace desperately.

Salala... It's like a tide, and Li Jing Palace only copied the Shanhaiguan in Fengdu. However, after these six years, too much has been rebuilt on this land. When this ink tide passed, countless buildings suddenly left behind the earth, like the wasteland of doomsday.

"This is our hard work..." He sighed, his hands suddenly closed, and between the sky and the earth, a bright light illuminated the earth. The red shock wave suddenly spread out, and then turned into bits of light and rain and fell down. The main city of Pengqiu, which is more than 100 square kilometers, suddenly disappeared.

Only an ancient bronze mirror in his hand was left.

"Let's go!" Without saying a word, he pulled Qin Xinzhong up and left the place immediately. He didn't care about how fearful the ghost people who had not escaped the line below were. Because... there was only one minute left before the Pengqiu nuclear explosion!

On the earth, countless ghosts were still running wildly, crying and screaming endlessly, and the screams were deafening. The ghosts who fled to the distance kept gasping for breath and looked at Pengqiu with a frightened gaze.

They saw...the scene of the ghosts and people fleeing, and also...the lonely figure at the other end of the ravine, outside the Pengqiu Port.

He just stood there like that.

There was no ghost soldier around, only him was left. In front of him was the Guixu Light Ball that had expanded to the extreme.

It's like Kuafu chasing the sun.

It was clearly seen from a distance that it was just a black dot, but this black dot gave all the people of ghosts. He was so small, but so tall. The strong wind raised his blood-like cloak, and his posture had never changed.

Because everyone knows that this is the strongest combat power in the underworld, and the Ghost King from the Six Directions is here in person!

He did not retreat.

Therefore, Gou Yongjun did not retreat, so... all the ghosts gathered by Gou Yongjun were staring at the figure.

They are praying, praying.

You stand there, can you... be able to stop it?

We don't want to die again.

This is our home, the home we have worked hard to build. We entrust everything to you!

Zhao Yun squatted on his shoulder and listened carefully.

"The last thirty seconds." Di Ting suddenly spoke.

The sun of light has been distorted to an outrageous level, and the expansion force is enough to make any evil spirit feel cold.

This is the level of forbidden art.

"Aren't you leaving?" Zhao Yunyouyou said: "You are too forced. Your strength...at most it is only three or four out of ten at its peak."

"Let's go?" Di Ting laughed: "Zhao Ghost King, I am a national protected beast! When is it your turn to order me to leave?"

Zhao Yun smiled. At this moment, the majestic sun in front finally burst into the golden light of destruction!

In an instant, swallowed everything!
Chapter completed!