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No one knows when the singing between heaven and earth, these ancient music with exotic tones, constantly reverberates, making the whole sixteenth layer of hell filled with an inexplicable powerful light.

Qingniao and ajiu feel the strong power of purification. They are dignified. Even the artifacts they carry are bursting out with the power of terror to the extreme, which makes them quickly open a solid barrier.

Numerous crosses spread out towards the horizon in the distance. The monks nailed by bronze spears were still bleeding and slowly integrated into the earth below.

These powerful monks have strong self recovery ability. Even if they keep bleeding, their vitality will not be annihilated, but they can not get rid of the shackles of the cross.

At this time, a huge array of blood was forming on the earth, and there were many figures pulling the coffin.

"With so many masters of Taiyi's divine realm to pull the coffin, that twelve winged angel is really good face, but it's disgusting to have our son-in-law trapped in that coffin!"

Ah Jiu has thrown the broken River hairpin in his hand, and is hesitating whether to take a direct hand. Although the twelve winged angel is very strong, he is just a king of Taiyi God. It is hard to say who wins or loses in the fight.

Countless monks in Taiyi Shenjing, who pulled the chains, ignored the green bird and ah Jiu who were in front of them. They walked on the thick earth infected by blood and dragged the coffin step by step.

"Don't rush to do it. After the emperor's son-in-law comes out by himself, we'll beat the bird man again."

Qingniao doesn't agree with ah Jiu's violence. After all, there are countless powerful monks all over them who are nailed down. If you start now, I'm afraid these people will be torn to pieces by the aftermath of the war.

Mu Lanxiang and his party are standing in the same place at this time. They don't know what to do. They don't even dare to move easily. They just stare at Qingniao and ah Jiu.

Now that Hong Ling is not here, only these two adults can become the backbone of the people. After all, Wujia, the third most powerful disciple among them, is just a strong Nirvana person who embodies the spirit of the heavenly way. He doesn't look at the twelve winged Blazing Angels.

Heavy chains drag across the earth, and whenever they cross a cross, the friars on the cross will explode with a bang, and their scattered flesh and blood will instantly coagulate into a tugger dragging the coffin.

People may not care about the figures on the cross, but when they look at the other apostles in Fengdu, their faces are still not very good-looking. Their families may be able to close the door to fight each other, but if they are regarded as other people's slaves, it is definitely a shame of Fengdu.

"In the face of the emperor's son-in-law, ah Jiu, you go to save the friars in heaven, and I'll save these guys in Fengdu!"

Taking a deep breath, Qingniao doesn't wait for a Jiu to respond. The man has been shooting towards the friars of Fengdu in a row, and a powerful halo bursts out on the diamond chisel in his hand.

As for Qingniao, who is a bad man, ah Jiu doesn't say a word about it. He just sacrifices the broken River hairpin and flings it towards a distant area, making it a powerful barrier to cover all the friars in the heaven.

At this time, the body shape of many boat pullers who originally dragged the chain forward suddenly suddenly stopped, and then they continued to drag the diamond shaped coffin, and kept moving towards the power of ah Jiu and Qingniao.

The twelve winged angel standing on the coffin, holding a gold spear, is looking up at the two celestial goddesses coldly, and his body begins to coagulate with a majestic sense of war.

In the dark, Hong Ling is quietly suspended in the void, surrounded by a dead starry night. There is no shadow, no breath, and no spiritual power to supplement. Here, it seems to be a forgotten space-time. There is nothing but himself.

The matchless son does not know where this is, but he can feel that he is not in the sixteenth layer of hell, but in a certain isolated space, the whole body of God is constantly suppressed.

Hum, the trapped immortal sword integrated with the God of sorrow, slowly separated from it, and the whole body released a strong sense of sword, making the whole world tremble.

Hong Ling looked at everything around him with dignity. Although he didn't know where he was, he was not willing to waste his time here or miss the last chance to meet Su Yu.

The state of Longhua gradually broke up, and Hongling felt his own residual strength. The whole person could not help frowning. He realized that he had only half of his divine light left, and they were still passing by.

The speed of the formation of Shenxi, which was born of the plane God Kingdom, was not as fast as that consumed here. This made Hongling aware of the crisis and knew that it could not go on like this.

"Oh, what a powerful purification ability. If the ordinary Taiyi God King is trapped, I'm afraid that he will be stripped of all his strength by life, and drink hatred here!"

He took out the Yan Huang Emperor's mirror and condensed the sad sword. Hong Ling directly fused the two and stabbed the burning sword toward the void under his feet.Boom, there was no space-time, suddenly burst out a powerful roar at the moment of long sword stabbing, and immediately there was a dark gold sword ripples in the direction of the surrounding.

"The power of Zhuxian array spirit is Su Yu. Do you want to stop me?" Looking at the power gradually emerging in the void, Hong Ling found the strangeness.

First, it was the power to seal and trap the immortal sword, and now he tried to completely eliminate the power of the divine kingdom in his body. Hong Ling couldn't figure out what Su Yu was going to do and what she was afraid of?

He tried to release his own power. Hong Ling was constantly sensing the power of this space-time. Soon he realized the difference between this space-time and the blood colored pupil.

In Su Yu's Zhuxian array spirit, the power inside is pure sword meaning, and there is only her own God Xi. But here, there are powerful forces from outside the sky, in which light and darkness interweave at the same time.

"It's not that girl who is blocking me. So who is it? What's their purpose to fight against me here?"

Although he still doesn't understand the other party's intention, Hong Ling can't care too much at this time. He has to leave here in a short time, otherwise he may regret all his life.

"The eclipse of heaven!"

With a soft murmur, Hong Ling raised her hand and pressed her palm in the void. The bloody law of the eclipse of heaven was constantly spreading in the palm, and quickly gathered into a big array burning blood fire, which constantly eroded the space and time.

The huge array, constantly rotating, and constantly eroding and assimilating the power of this space-time, makes Hongling's face more and more dignified.

The law of eclipse is a powerful law that he has learned. Compared with other laws he has learned, he can only hope for this power now.

Hiss, the continuous plumes of blood smoke rising under the blood color array, and then re absorbed and transformed by this space-time, making Hong Ling's face a little ugly.

After all, he underestimated the region and the man who manipulated the space-time behind his back. He was afraid that the other side's origin would be very important if he could control such a powerful force.

"Who in the west can mobilize such a powerful light and dark light at the same time?"

After pondering over it carefully, Hong Ling still couldn't figure out who the other side was. After all, he didn't know much about the Western God system, except anubis, the demon God he had seen before.

"God of mercy!"

As soon as she locked her pupils, Hong Ling directly transformed the power of the God of sorrow into the power of the law of the eclipse, causing it to split and transform rapidly above the sky, and then fell heavily down the sky.

Roaring and roaring, countless bloody swords are constantly inserted into the bloody array, which makes the force of this array more powerful, and the erosion speed of this space-time is also accelerated by the law of celestial eclipse.

"It's still too slow. Let's make it harder!"

When the idea moved, the matchless son of heaven forced his own blood against the scales in his chest, which made the originally bound dragon blood burst out at this moment.

Ang!

The high sounding Longyin still carries a terrible pressure, but Hongling finds that her current state of Longhua is still the same as that when she was forced to fade away. She is still under the terror suppression of this space-time. She is afraid that Longhua will not last long.

"The face of God!"

Even before he had time to think about it, Hong Ling directly condensed the strengthened plane God Kingdom after dragon transformation, and quickly integrated it into the blood colored array, which suddenly caused a powerful ripple in the void.

In a flash, an unprecedented force of terror and assimilation suddenly melted a small part of this space-time, making Hongling's face happy.

The matchless son of the world didn't even have time to think about it. The dragon claw of his right hand was clenched and bombarded towards the time and space eroded by the great array, and his whole body's divine light was mobilized to the extreme.

Boom, is a fierce roar, immediately there are countless terrible cracks from the empty air slowly emerged.

Hongling stares at these cracks which emit strong corpse gas, and instantly looks happy. He knows that the other end of these cracks is hell.

"Well, you want to keep trapping me, it's impossible!"

The matchless son saw that many cracks were shrinking and healing rapidly. He grabbed a bloody sad sword in his hand, turned the sword upside down and shot away at the center of the crack.

Bang, time and space suddenly broken, making Hong Ling's body flash, instantly appeared in the sixteenth layer of hell.

Hum, a sharp metal whistling sound sounded, matchless son of the world has not yet come back to his mind, there has been a golden light and shadow quickly passing through his throat, making Hong Ling's face coagulate, immediately angry.

"Angel again, you guys, you are really haunting!"

Holding the golden spear that pierced into the throat, a strong flame law appeared in Hongling's palm, which ignited the magic weapon instantly and made it melt rapidly.

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