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The matchless son of heaven, who had gathered his breath, stood still in the air. He felt the passage of time in this layer of hell by the law of time and space, and the whole person frowned in surprise.

"It's been another month. It's true that there is no time for practice. Every transformation needs a very terrible time."

After seeing the emptiness without too much staying, Hong Ling, with a flash of body shape, has already swept into the tenth layer of hell, and began to explore the trail of Qingniao and his party with his own divine sense.

"These guys are not in the tenth hell. Are they going deeper?"

After a careful exploration, Hong Ling found that he could not catch the breath of Qingniao and others. He looked a little surprised and didn't know whether to go directly to the 11th floor.

With the power of Qingniao and ah Jiu, if they are in full force, they can break through the barriers between all levels of hell and enter a deeper level.

However, they don't seem to abandon themselves and go into a deeper level alone. What happened in this hell made them have to leave early?

Carefully sensing the residual power between heaven and earth, Hong Ling found that the tenth layer of hell was dead and silent, and even the ghosts had not caught one, so he couldn't help frowning.

"What's going on here? There's no ghost here. What's the big change?"

Hongling, who was still in his mind, released his divine consciousness again. With his Taiyi state cultivation and the power of the upper God Kingdom, he soon captured a strange breath in the distant strata.

"Well, it's so hidden that I almost ignored it!"

Holding out his hand and lighting three times in the void, Hong Ling instantly lit up three dark golden streamers in front of her body, making them turn into three rapid whirring sad swords.

Without saying much, he brushed his sleeve and shot out three long swords with great strength. The sound of the bang penetrated into a giant tree in the distance, making the whole earth dust.

At this time, a dilapidated coffin was lifted by the powerful sword, rolling constantly in the void, and was stabbed by three long swords, dragged, and quickly swept towards Hongling.

Seeing that the coffin finally flew to three feet in front of her body, Hong Ling did not look at it. She raised her hand and put her hands on it. She broke it directly with her strong Qi.

Boom, violent air wave with a lot of broken wood toward the surrounding, leaving only a incomplete human body.

"Well? Fengdu fourth Yanjun apostle nangongluo, you would hide in this coffin. What happened? "

Hongling looked at the friar in front of her. She was shocked and looked at the figure curled up in the air with disbelief.

This man was the fourth apostle nangongluo, whom he had met once before. However, his breath was only Ning Dao state. Moreover, he lost a leg and a hand. Even his left eye was gouged out by Sheng Sheng.

"Lord Hongling, the tenth apostle, it's you. You're not dead?"

Nangongluo is obviously shocked by Hong Ling's appearance here. He stares at Hong Ling with horror on his face. The only breath on his body suddenly trembles at this moment, and quickly collapses, making his whole body's vitality decline rapidly.

"Not good!"

Hong Ling's face was coagulated, and hastily stretched out his hand in this man's brow, and maintained his vitality with his own strength. But soon, he showed a dignified look.

"Who is responsible for the calamity and calamity in the era? It not only destroys the heaven's path of Tao's transformation, but also destroys most of it!"

Staring at Nangong Luo, Hong Ling's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He could feel that if he allowed the power hidden in the fourth apostle to explode, he would probably die in a short time.

"Hum, since I have met him, if you want him to die, you have to ask me the tenth apostle of Fengdu!"

With the rapid mobilization of the whole body's strength, Hong Ling suddenly awakened the emperor's dragon blood in his body, and then sent nangongluo into it. He began to use his own strength to disperse the era disaster force in this human body.

With a loud bang, as the dark golden streamer continued to dissipate the power of disaster in Nangong's fall, his body also began to burst out with a powerful and extreme force, repairing his own terrible injury.

His body broke out of a sudden, which made his body shake again.

"He is indeed the fourth apostle. He has suffered the destruction of the calamities of the era, and can still support himself alive. Up to now, he seems to be very close to Nirvana and is ready to condense the divinity of heaven."

Seeing that Nangong Luoyi's looting power began to recover, Hong Ling also withdrew from the Dragon state, and instead put away the plane God Kingdom and began to close his eyes and regulate his breath.

The master who severely damaged the fourth apostle was definitely a monster who had awakened the blood of the emperor of heaven. Just a trace of the disaster force left by him at will made Hongling feel depressed. Obviously, this man's power is still on meditation."I don't know who is better if I fight the friar?"

After a careful comparison, Hong Ling was disappointed to find that she had no way to get an accurate answer.

After the opening of the day, his strength has made great progress, but even the matchless son himself does not have an accurate value, but the other side is also the same, which makes it difficult to estimate the upper limit of his strength.

"You saved me?"

There is a dull sound, which seems to have some incredible shock, but also contains a trace of doubt.

"Doesn't it look like that? Or do you think that I have no such power at all

The matchless son of the world smile, some surprised asked: "not that Fengdu's apostles all went to the deepest part of the hell, how can you be seriously injured, hiding in this tenth layer of hell?"

Nangong Luo was silent. Obviously, he was hesitating whether to tell the people he knew, because he was not sure whether the young monk in white was the tenth disciple of Fengdu, and he did not know whether he was an enemy or a friend!

Hongling looked at the silent nangongluo. Although he didn't know what he was afraid of, he patted the man on the shoulder and turned to walk towards the distance. He had no time to waste here.

"Wait a minute. If you want to go further, I advise Lord Hongling to give up. There are many monsters in hell!"

After all, the fourth apostle could not keep silent. He could not help but stop Hong Ling and looked at him with a dignified and serious face.

"I know, and then, return to Fengdu like this?"

Ignoring the astonished nangongluo, Hong Ling continued with a smile: "no matter what, I have to accomplish the purpose of going to hell this time, so thank you very much for your reminding. I will take this as the reward for saving you!"

"I'll go with you, I think, more people, there will always be more strength, isn't it?"

Seeing Hong Ling so calm, Nangong Luo bit his teeth and turned to follow him, without further hesitation.

Without opening his mouth to refuse this man's following, he carefully sensed the other areas around him. As expected, Hong Ling found that there was no other living creature in the tenth layer of hell except nangongluo, as if it had been wiped out directly by some powerful existence.

"What on earth is it that can directly destroy all the creatures in the tenth layer of hell without leaving a trace?"

Pondering carefully, Hong Ling turned to look at nangongluo beside him, and couldn't help asking, "Lord nangongluo, do you know something?"

"If I say that the people who killed this layer of living beings and the monster who hit me hard are all the works of Fengdu and the second apostle. Do you believe me, Lord Hongling?"

The astonishing Nangong Luo doesn't expect Hongling to believe that as long as he can put half of what he said in his heart, it's very good.

"The second disciple of Yan Jun, Xia Hou Ying!"

Suddenly the pupil of a congealed, Hongling stares at Nangong Luo. Seeing that the other party has no sign of avoiding his eyes, he finally nods heavily.

"I believe you, but what did he do it for?"

Although she thought it was incredible, Hong Ling still chose to believe nangongluo's words. Even though she, the tenth apostle, could awaken the dragon blood of the emperor of heaven, it was not an unbelievable event that Xia Hou Ying could become an expert in using the power of calamity.

"Xia Hou Ying himself is actually a demon clan, and he intends to kill all Fengdu apostles in hell!"

Nangong Luo seems to have thought of something terrible. His eyes are full of horror. He obviously remembers something and is suffering a lot.

"Demons? It's impossible. If he is really a demon, then the king of Tibet and other Yan Jun can't be unaware of this, unless... "

Hongling couldn't imagine it any more. If Xia Hou Ying was really a demon, then the king of Tibet and other Yan Jun should have discovered it. Even in the heaven, such existence was absolutely not allowed to be the second apostle of Fengdu.

"What do you want to say? Is it that dizang king and Yan Jun chose to ignore it with one eye closed, or does Xia Hou Ying have a terrifying backing in the heaven, which is enough to make him an apostle of Fengdu in peace of mind! "

At this time, the two apostles looked at each other, and they caught a deep fear from each other's eyes. If it was as they had guessed, Fengdu would have changed a lot.

"Silence, these are not what you and I can easily get involved in at present. Don't make trouble for yourself. Our purpose this time is to bring Zhuxian array spirit back to Fengdu. Other things will be discussed later."

After reaching out to stop Nangong Luo's words, Hong Ling did not dare to let him say more. Once he knew more things, he was afraid that the faster he would die. Even if he had already appeared in the kingdom of God, he did not dare to set foot in it easily.

"What do we do now? Go to the next hell? My strength is not enough to break through the barriers of the next hell. I can only rely on you!"He quickly calmed down his fear. Nangongluo looked at the tenth disciple of Yanjun beside him. Since he could save himself, he should have enough strength to check and balance Xia Hou Ying!

"I'm afraid I can't go yet, because there's a wonderful guy on the opposite side. It seems that he's also the demon clan you mentioned!"

With the help of a sad sword, Hong Ling stretched out his hand and pulled Nangong to his back. The whole man stood with his sword across his shoulder. He looked solemnly at the figure that was coming towards him and filled with black air.

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