Chapter 1783

It's really despairing. God, Wu chuckles.

Ding Yi is also inexplicable.

Be cheated to hell, and then hit a wall.

He went to the corner and the water was drying up.

A fairy arrow slowly disappeared.

Even Ding Yi's arrow is missing.

The power of the bow is not enough.

"Compared with the one ye Duxian shot you, how much less powerful is it?" God, Wu asked.

"Ten times, should be in hell, was suppressed ten times." Ding Yi felt the strength just now.

"Almost, the powers of our demon world will be suppressed to about one tenth in fairyland."

There seems to be no famous magic weapon in the world of gods and demons. The most famous is the eight magic powers of gods and demons.

Ding Yi and Huang used to use a lot in fairyland, but they were all suppressed.

In the world of gods and demons, these supernatural powers are more powerful and direct ten times more powerful.

Just like the boundless magic hand before Ding Yi, its power in the world is far less than that in hell.

"Bihai Xiangong is just a holy product. I'll try wangpin." Ding Yi is a little unconvinced.

Is a wall of your hell so powerful?

"Sword."

Buzz, bang, the sword box falls heavily in front of Ding Yi.

"Wuwuwuwu" did not know whether he felt that Wang Pinxian ware appeared in the hell world.

From all sides of hell, everywhere in the depths, there is a faint roar of madness.

The powerful breath of Zun rises to the sky, and some can even be delivered to this side from hundreds of millions of miles away.

The sword box still shines in the dark.

Although in the world of hell, it is suppressed, but the light of Wang Pinxian's ware can't be covered up by anything.

Ding Yi, the "thousand peaks", played a tune.

Clank, thousand peak sword roars out.

Ding Yi used Qianfeng to cut off the Tianzhu which trapped the demon world last time.

This sword is powerful and heavy. It's the strongest sword among the seven killing holy swords.

It's just that Ding Yi seldom uses him against the enemy because of his lack of speed.

Qianfeng sword moves, as if there are a thousand mountains moving.

Buzzing, there is a buzzing sound in the air, and the space of hell is shaking. It seems that thousands of troops are stepping through the mountains and rivers in the air.

"Collapse" thousand peaks, a sword stabbed in the wall of despair.

Ding Yi hears the sound of collapse. Qianfeng Jianli immediately bounces back and falls to the ground.

"I love grass." Ding Yi and Wu are surprised.

The wall of Despair makes people despair.

Then Ding Yi took turns to fight, cruel, dark, bloody, the dead - the seven kill sword took turns to attack.

There was no reaction on the wall of despair except for a few more sword marks.

It's hopeless.

Ding Yi is going to collapse.

Fortunately, the seven kill sword still draws a few shallow marks on the wall. If he can't even draw the marks, Ding Yi will be crazy.

Ding Yi took the sword back and walked along the wall for a long time.

The walls are endless, as if they have no end.

"Wow," he just hit a ten mile vacuum place, and began to appear demons and bones.

Ten miles away, demons came here one after another, and all demons smelled the breath of strangers.

There are thousands of black moving marks on the horizon.

"Coming, coming, many demons." Oh, my God, Wu is also very scared.

The main thing is more.

Too many, too many.

Hell is where demons breed.

Moreover, many demons are the descendants of gods and demons, with more noble blood and stronger strength.

There are more demons in hell than bones, and more souls in heaven than death.

It must be in megabytes, or in infinity.

No one can kill all the demons in hell unless the hell world is broken.

But it was just as good as Huang Zheng, the sage, who burned hell and failed to break it.

Ding Yi turned around and saw that it was probably because the demons moved faster that all the demons came first.

There are teams of demons of all races. Some can fly, some can climb on the ground, some have four legs, some have eight legs.

Like ants, they rush to Ding Yi crazily.

"Good come --" Ding Yizheng is having a headache for breaking the wall of despair. He didn't expect that so many children just came to give away.

The supernatural powers and magic weapons of the fairyland are suppressed here. What about the supernatural powers and magic weapons?

"The person who is cursed by the demon emperor will sink forever --" Ding Yi's figure suddenly grows up, and his body begins to release more powerful demonic Qi.

Curse of the devil.

Ding Yiji used the supernatural power of gods and demons.

"Wuwu" was so sudden that the demons who had just rushed to Ding Yi's side within 100 meters were all in mourning. They were scared and scared, crying and even scurrying.

Many Jinxian level people still have the chance to escape, while Tianxian, Xuxian level people, hearing the curse, one by one show the color of pain. They crawl, tremble, shrink and lie down.

No one can understand their fear.

Better than the Lord of hell, he is also the king of gods and demons who came out of the world of gods and demons.

Before he became the Lord of hell, he was a little worse than the devil emperor.

Not to mention these little demons.

The scene is almost groups of crawling to the ground, like low ants, kneeling at the foot of Ding Yi.

As many as you come, as many as you kneel.

At a glance, Ding Yi is surrounded by demons kneeling.

"Very good, very good, ha ha ha, please come in and be my puppet --" Ding Yi was very happy.

He just needs 100 billion puppets. Now is a good opportunity.

He flew over, threw his long sleeves, and sent all these creeping demons to the Vajra platform.

At that time, we will train them into puppets and increase the number of puppets.

In the future, if we find all the three classics, we can draw the strength of the present.

This time Ding Yi is energetic. I didn't expect that there would be such benefits in hell.

If he is in the fairyland and wants to collect 100 billion puppets, he doesn't know when.

The population of fairyland is large. Any state can break the omen. There are as many low-level people in fairyland as ants. But Ding Yi can't catch these people as puppets.

Ding Yi dares to catch people as puppets, and he will definitely become the public enemy of fairyland.

Now the hell world is different, full of demons for him to catch, and no effort.

It's like throwing yourself into a trap, sending teams to your door.

Ding Yi couldn't catch it at the back, so he threw the diamond platform out, bang, and put it on the ground.

The diamond platform is magnified a lot, like a big lotus on the ground.

The demons lined up and went in by themselves.

Ding Yi was a little surprised. He was watching more and more puppets.

However, before he was happy to finish, Wu Wu, the white bones, the dead and the walking corpses came to Ding Yi.

These people are not afraid of Ding Yi's curse.

"I don't know, so much." Ding Yi has a lot of ideas.

If he wants to kill them, he can't kill them all. The main reason is that they are all dead. It's useless to break their heads. They must be powdered.

Let the puppets out? Ding Yi has one million puppets, and many of them are immortal. It's no problem to fight against them.

But his puppets are very precious now. If he wants to use them in the future, it's not good to lose one.

Let these demons fight? That's the loss of the puppet.

Ding Yi thought about it and finally came up with a solution.

"Go, little bug." He was in a state of mind.

Buzzing and overwhelming, hundreds of millions of little golden bugs roared out of the diamond platform, and patches of black and gold clouds covered in all directions.

The little beetles are white bones. They are the natural enemies of the corpses. They can devour them completely without leaving any bone residue.

The scene is very spectacular. On one side, there are vast swarms of insects, and on the other side, there are endless corpses.

The two sides soon collided, bang, bang, bang, just like cutting straw, the walking corpse fell into pieces.

The little golden bug has accumulated experience in dealing with puppets.

When you rush up, you don't bite the top, you bite the foot first.

The white bones of the walking corpse immediately fell into a piece, and then they would only struggle on the ground, slowly watching themselves bitten to death by the little golden bug.

There are also small beetles that will not be careful and will fly into their mouths and may be killed by them.

But this kind of clumsy little golden bug must be very few. It's an overwhelming advantage. It's a massacre.

Ding Yi's side was immediately cleared out of dozens of miles of space, and continued to expand.

Ding Yi himself stood under the wall of despair and studied the wall.

Almost all his magic weapons and magic powers have been used. They can't be pierced, which makes people despair.

"Longyi, do you have any way? Can your flame burn through this high wall?"