Chapter 1789

"Panic what, you don't die, panic what, don't run, go, go." Tian flea yelled angrily, urging the demons to meet the enemy, even if they helped him share a little.

The devil doesn't pay attention to him at all. We are immortal in hell, but we lose our accomplishments after we are eaten.

What if you fall under the devil?

Tian flea couldn't move the crowd. Suddenly, he thought of a problem. As long as he killed Ding Yi, these little golden insects would be leaderless.

He looked up and saw that Ding Yi was standing in the same place. All around his body were full of tiny golden worms, and he could not see Ding Yi's body.

It turned out that Ding Yi had arranged 10 million little beetles to protect himself around.

"Beast, Ding Yi, do you think this is useful?"

The flea is finally going to do it himself.

I've been waiting for you for so many years. Ding Yi, you must die today. I, tianflea, will become the new master of hell.

"You Ding Yi are half a Hellman. I don't believe you can't help it."

Tian flea drinks wildly again and jumps in the air. When people are in mid air, they roar and grab Ding Yi with a big hand.

"Boundless hand"

Ding Yi looked up and saw that the flea didn't seem to be a boundless hand. Just as he grabbed it, the stone statue on the distant platform was shocked and bombed, and a boundless hand came through the air.

No wonder this guy will lose a hundred years of cultivation.

He used a hundred years of cultivation to replace the statue once.

Wuwu, the boundless magic hand appears, the world is dark, the magic flame billows in the sky, and the Yin Qi is pressing.

Ding Yi's heart trembled, and he immediately felt the majesty of the big hand.

You can have the power to hold a galaxy in your hands.

He used to use the boundless hand to deal with others. Today, he was attacked by others and finally felt the pressure of facing the boundless hand.

Very good, very good. Unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't catch me.

Brush, Ding Yi behind suddenly flashed a colorful light.

Bang, Tian flea grabbed it, and suddenly felt that there were hundreds of thousands of little golden bugs on his hands.

"Where's Ding Yi?" The flea was startled.

"Tianflea, I'm in hell. Although I'm ten times slower, you can't see me?" Ding Yi laughs.

The flea turned quickly.

Ding Yi did not know when he was standing behind him.

It's still a lot of ants coming.

"What is this?" He tried to open his eyes. The transparent lightning cloud wings could not be seen in the fairyland, but in the hell world, compared with the dark environment of hell, they were as white as snow.

"Lightning cloud wings, Wang Pinxian level, hiss --" Tian flea was shocked.

This is also a loss in hell, if the fairyland also got?

At least ten times faster.

"Buzzing" at this time, Ding Yi's little beetle is coming from all directions.

Tian flea is very angry. Now it's not about whether Ding Yi can be killed or not. The first thing to do is to solve these little golden bugs.

"Roll" day flea body a shock, magic flame like a shock wave release.

"Flea light in the sky"

Boom, from his body burst out tens of thousands of dark light, in a round to spread around.

BAM, BAM, BAM, millions of little beetles fall to the ground like being hit hard.

"Whoa" Tian flea step forward, bang, one foot down, thousands of small insects were trampled to death by him.

But more bugs are coming up.

A million little bugs are nothing compared with nine billion little bugs.

He looked up in despair. Within a thousand meters around, there were almost no people, all of them were little beetles.

All over the world, all over the place.

In fact, it's not terrible to have many little beetles. The key is that it's hard to kill them.

His magic power swept millions of them to the ground, but 90% of them continued to fly, and less than 10% of them were killed by the magic power.

Unless he tramples and squeezes.

Only the real power can do harm to the little beetles.

"In the supreme realm, ten thousand demons will not invade." When tianflea saw that the general situation was not good, he could not kill all the little golden insects. He quickly ran the field, bang, and protected himself like a barrier.

BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM, bam.

At least more than 100 million little bugs are besieging him.

When Ding Yi turned around, he had released all the nine billion little golden bugs.

The scene escaped dozens of demon kings, only six demon kings and Tian flea were fighting with the little golden bug.

It's a little difficult to kill these seven immortal masters by the little golden bug. They may kill all of them.

But these seven immortals can't kill all these little golden bugs in a few days.

At this time, Ding Yi seems to be a person with nothing to do.

He turned around and let the little bugs fight with the seven demons. He went inside himself.

The main hall in the middle, the statue rising high, symbolizes the power and majesty of hell.

It dominates the reincarnation and afterlife of mortals.

"It's said that in the past, this high platform was the most precious" reincarnation platform "of hell. Later, the reincarnation platform was smashed by Huang Zheng. Now, a statue has been built to show the magic power. It's really worse than one generation." God, Wu sighed.

"But the statue is also very powerful. If there were not so many little golden bugs, I would be a little dangerous."

"I'm afraid you'll meet a big enemy, so I've saved 10 billion little golden bugs in your sleeping 10000 years. If you don't have enough fairy crystals, I'd like to save more for you."

Ding Yi's sleeping for more than 10000 years is a turning point, which has made him more than 10 billion out of thin air.

Before, Ding Yi had only 100 million. It was obviously not enough for him to deal with so many demons.

As he spoke, Ding Yi had already crossed several halls and came to the statue.

At this time, Ding Yi found that there are endless halls around, and there are many demons in hell, gods and demons.

Just out of the devil, there are many saint, Xuanxian level of small people in the.

But Ding Yi sent out so many little beetles that all those nearby who could escape escaped.

Those who didn't come, those who escaped, and even those who wanted to come up to kill Ding Yi were all solved by Ding Yi.

"Longyi, what is this statue made of?" Ding Yi looks at the statue.

"There are king level materials in it, but your seven kill sword can explode."

"Ha ha ha, good." Although Ding Yi's seven kill sword is weakened here, its sharpness will not change.

"Come out." Zheng, Ding Yi sacrificed Qianfeng sword.

"Ding Yi, what do you want to do? Don't mess about. " The flea saw a big rush in the distance.

He wanted to rush over, but there were a steady stream of little bugs all around, forming an iron wall of worms.

He will sacrifice the realm to resist, but he will not fly.

Step by step, he moved here, banging, killing millions of little beetles one after another.

He started to panic, he started to fear.

It was he who brought Ding Yi. He thought it was a sheep, but now we can see that he may bring a tiger and a wolf.

Originally, he thought very clearly that no matter how strong Ding Yi is now, he is not immortal. Even if he is immortal, he can deal with so many demons in hell.

But what I didn't expect was that Ding Yi had a magic weapon to restrain them, a magic power to suppress them, and a little golden bug to hang and blast the sky in the sky.

Tian flea thinks he has miscalculated.

He watched as Ding Yi raised the Qianfeng sword and cut it on the statue.

The first sword cut down, brush, the statue bounce up a fine awn, obviously has a strong prohibition protection.

Plop, Ding Yi was shaken out dozens of meters, almost a mouthful of old blood gushed out.

But he stood up and saw that the ban on the statue's appearance seemed to have cracked.

Then, Ding Yi strides up, bang, bang, bang, to ignite the power in the particles of time and space.

Qianfeng's sword has become more powerful, and the sword has been extended to tens of meters.

"Not good." Tian flea is in a hurry. This statue is the only one he can resist the curse of the devil emperor. If the statue is destroyed, Ding Yi will launch the curse of the devil emperor again, and Tian flea will be in bad luck.

He was startled and impatient, and his body was shocked, and his forehead began to ooze blood.

"Chopping the devil and flying sword" -- tianflea once again acted as a supernatural power of hell. This time, he obviously sacrificed his greater cultivation.

In the world, Ding Yi has the lowest consumption of chopping magic sword and the most consumption of Hellscream.

But here, the opposite seems obvious.

At the last moment, Tian flea gritted his teeth and used the chopping magic flying sword.

"Ding Yi --" his name is Ding Yi.

As long as the name of the chopping magic flying sword is called, its head can be cut off.

Brush, the statue on the high platform shine, a touch of knife light, out of thin air.

In theory, the next moment, Tian flea can see Ding Yi's head suddenly fall off.

But.

But.

After a flash of light, there is no future.

The statue didn't move. It didn't respond.

"What's the matter?" The flea was frightened and anxious, and the sweat on his head was coming out.

"Huang Yi --" Zhang Yi, Jiang Yi -- what Yi -- "Tian flea thinks his name is wrong.

Ding Yi is Huang Zheng's son. His name should be Huang Yi.

"Bang" at this moment, Ding Yi cut down with one sword and cut it on the statue again.

This time, he was blessed with a billion particles of energy. Bang, he cut the prohibition of protection in two.

"Ah." Ding Yi roared wildly, and his figure seemed several times bigger.

He raised Qianfeng sword for the third time. Bang, a sword on the head of the statue.

"I see, Shanyi --" tianflea screamed wildly.

He finally thought of Ding Yi's surname.

Ding Yi's mother asked Ding Yi to follow her surname, but not Huang Zheng.

Bang, the statue is cut in half. Bang, bang, bang, boom, the whole hell shakes.

"Damn it." The flea's face turned white.