Hongmeng still has great respect for Ye Hao.

He recognized Ye Hao's strength.

Therefore, he did not allow the dungeon dog to humiliate Ye Hao.

"Who are you?" The three dogs in the underworld glanced at Hongmeng.

"Hongmeng."

"Hongmeng?" Hearing this name, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the three dungeons, "when I played with Xinghe, he said I was not your opponent. Now I want to see if you are really so powerful?"

Speaking of this, the three headed dog looked at the youth on his back and said, "master..."

The young man in the black robe fell to the ground.

He didn't seem to be ordinary.

Detached.

"Go ahead." Youth light way.

The three dogs nodded and looked at Hongmeng.

He grinned with a sharp fangs. "Come on."

"Arrogant." The Star River said and opened his mouth and spewed out a vast river of stars.

The Star River is as vast as a bullfight.

The terrier felt as if he were in a melting pot.

I can't move.

But at the next moment, its whole body was filled with terror.

I'm very angry.

But what the hell's three dogs didn't expect was that their momentum did not break through Hongmeng's Star River.

After many years, the Star River is not the same as it was.

Its power is more than ten times and a hundred times stronger than it was at the beginning.

"Break it for me." The dungeons feel a little humiliated.

After all, it thought it could break through by its own momentum, but it was suppressed instead.

The energy in the body of the three headed dungeons is like a volcanic eruption, which punctures the Star River in an instant.

He bathed in the brilliance of the Star River and rushed to Hongmeng, "I will tear you up."

Hongmeng looked at the three headed dogs coming to the underworld with a sneer on his face, "tear me? You have to be able to do the same. " Speaking of this, Hong Meng shook his fist.

The heaven and earth around the dog changed immediately.

The whole world has returned to the original Hongmeng state.

The dungeons were imprisoned in the air.

There was an incredible look in his eyes.

You know, he's in full swing.

How could Hongmeng be easily imprisoned?

"Kill." The dog tries to break Hongmeng's confinement by mobilizing the hidden energy.

And Hongmeng is also in the hook to seal the seal of the three dogs.

There is a fierce competition between the two sides.

But the discerning man can see that the dungeon dog is doomed to lose.

At the moment when the three dogs of the underworld were about to be sealed, the young man in black imperial robe snorted coldly.

Hongmeng was struck by lightning and let out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the three dogs out of the trap, it turned into a shadow and rushed towards Hongmeng.

Hongmeng's pupil shrank.

His viscera was badly damaged and he was unable to fight back for a short time.

And just as one of the three dogs' heads was about to tear Hongmeng apart, a wisp of music broke through the sky.

Zheng!

Like a sword.

The head of the dungeon dog exploded with a bang.

Looking at the three headed dogs staggering back, everyone was stunned.

Who did it?

You know, even if the strength of the dungeon dog is not as good as that of Hongmeng, it is not much inferior.

It seems that there are not many people in Jiugong Academy who know temperament?

At this time, a hazy figure appeared on the wall of Jiugong Academy.

He has a Guqin in his hand.

There was no expression.

"Who are you?" The dark haired youth gazed at the dim figure.

"Jiugong academy is not something you can profane." The hazy figure said and stirred the strings.

The sound of a zither is like a knife.

A wisp of black haired youth's hair was mercilessly cut off.

When the three dogs saw this, their eyes fell out quickly.

Are you kidding?

The young man with black hair is the new judge of the underworld.

The future is destined to be the dominant existence.

How can I be cut off a wisp of hair now?

The young man with black hair saw a strand of hair that had been cut off

The dim figure covered the strings with his hands.

After a short while, ten slender fingers began to stir the strings.

Zheng!

At the moment of the sound of the harp, the friars on the scene felt as if their soul had been cut.

The silent pain made their faces look painful.

"Back."

"The music is for the soul.""Back up quickly."

The monks on the spot even Hongmeng's powerful existence retreated.

And Hongmeng, who retreated to the distance, looked at the dark haired youth covered by the deep Qin music, and their eyes were shocked.

You know, the music is not aimed at them, but they can't bear it.

However, the young people with black hair are facing the challenge.

Ancient notes appear in the middle of the sky, and each note has the power to enchant the soul.

The black haired youth's face was heavy.

Because his soul is unstable at this time.

It was impossible.

He was confident that no one within his rank could hurt his soul?

Shameful at this moment, he feels that if he continues to move forward, his soul may suffer unimaginable heavy damage?

"What is this divine comedy?" The black haired youth used a kind of inexplicable body method.

Step by step, his footprints are full of black light, and the horror is very deep.

He is constantly approaching the dim figure, even if his body is surrounded by those ancient notes.

He's on his way!

"Soul robbing divine comedy." That hazy figure light way.

"Soul robbing song?" The black haired youth chewed the name, and his eyes were shining after a short time. "The soul robbing divine comedy is the most amazing song I have ever seen, but you can't suppress me with this divine song."

The voice dropped, and there were earth shaking waves in the body of the black haired youth.

At this moment, the black haired youth seemed to be the Supreme Master.

No one can stop it.

Powerful!

Terrible!

Supreme!

The speed of the black haired youth suddenly soared.

Almost in an instant rushed to the hazy figure three feet.

And just as he was about to see who the other side was, a wisp of music exploded like thunder.

The black haired youth's eyes are black.

He instinctively chose to retreat.

When he stepped back several tens of meters, his mouth slowly shed a wisp of blood.

He looked at the figure whose momentum was not inferior to his own, and his face showed an incredible look, "how can your magic power be so strong as this?"

You know, just now the black haired youth used the extreme combat power.

He was confident that there were few in the same rank who could be compared with himself.

"Are you the new judge, if I am not mistaken?" Said the dim figure indifferently.

"So what?" The young man with black hair said coldly.

"You are not my match." The hazy figure waved and said, "go back."

"Who are you?" The young man with black hair looked ugly.

The young man with black hair felt that he had been humiliated.

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