Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 1155
The Tianmen is like a dam, spreading the magic tide.

With this dispersion, those monks immediately gained the upper hand and began to steadily eliminate the evil.

"Guji Guji..." Moran devoured the monster, forming layers of cistanche and advancing forward.

Bursts of roar squeezed the gate of heaven.

Chen Xinghe glanced at it, and felt relieved, Moran couldn't digest Tianmen, so it wouldn't be a problem to block it for a few years.

The white-haired Sword Demon's heart trembled slightly, these little bastards were too difficult to kill, it was all caused by the self-destruct in the first place, which made him abnormal everywhere.

Sword formation vs. Sword Demon, the two sides are at a stalemate.

Chen Xinghe wanted to kill this old fellow, it was difficult!
However, he could see that the other party had died soon.

The white-haired Sword Demon originally had another 200 years to live, but this battle caused him a heavy loss.

If he retreated now, it would not be a problem to live on for more than ten years, but how could such a character retreat?His arrogance won't allow it.

So just a moment later, the white-haired sword demon rushed towards the sword formation with awe-inspiring eyes.

"Here we come!" Chen Xinghe expected that this old guy would not let it go, he was really strong and stubborn.

Frenzied and ferocious smashed through the sword gang.

The white-haired sword demon never expected that the sword array would suddenly disperse.

"What... do you mean?" He was a little taken aback, and saw a sword shadow appear.

"It's that kid? He dares to confront me?" The white-haired sword demon was delighted, and stabbed out with his sword.

"No!" The moment the sword shadow collided with the magic sword was very false and unreal!
"Hahaha!" Laughter filled my ears, and I looked around the Ten Temples of Yama with hundreds of millions of ghosts, and ghost dragons chanted.

"Hell? Impossible!" The white-haired sword demon didn't believe that he fell into the underworld in a short time.

Chen Xinghe looked at the black door behind him, and asked with concentration: "Can you really deal with him?"

Suzaku's voice came from afar: "Don't worry! Xinghe! In times of crisis, you can rely on the Book of Life and Death."

"Can they all pass?" Chen Xinghe was delighted.

"Ahem, when I didn't say it, you can continue to be prestige over there! I have to arrange for this old guy to help us destroy those mortal enemies."

"Is it okay if I use the human race bag to bring people there?" Chen Xinghe was really worried, this fucking Wanmo sect is endless, if there are a few more powerful opponents, 800 people and him will all be finished.

"No way! We were able to drag this old guy here because we ate his dead breath. As for your human race bag, if you put people in it, we won't be able to carry it." Suzaku was stunned suddenly, and exclaimed: "Why? Will it be like this? This fat man looks exactly like me."

"Oh? You found out, this fat man is called Baihu."

"Hehe!" Suzaku smiled and said, "Give him to me quickly. There is nowhere to find him. It's easy to get him. I want to discuss it with him! The main body should be in the period of transcending catastrophe, in the five declines of heaven and man." Among them, he separated us to offset the five declines of heaven and man. Once he passes, we will be finished, so we must be prepared."

"Okay!" Chen Xinghe immediately sent Baihu over, regardless of whether this guy agreed or not.

When the breath of the underworld dissipated, he looked helplessly at the monks under his command.

The ethnographic bag is integrated with the Enlightenment Seal, and the space can be restored. It is enough to hold 800 [-] people!

However, Suzaku has just started and does not have such a strong force. It may be possible to pull him over there, but it is almost impossible to bring so many powerful monks there.

The reconstruction of the underworld can break through the blockade of the magic dye. This is really a happy event, and it may be used as a last resort in a crisis!However, if you really come to that step, it must be miserable.

Chen Xinghe sat down cross-legged, and said via voice transmission: "Do your best to recuperate."

"Yes!" Everyone was ecstatic, the dragon veins are showing their power, and their cultivation base is rapidly improving. This kind of opportunity is hard to come by, and they can't wait to sit for ten or a hundred years.

The sword formation was safe for the time being, Chen Xinghe took out the gold ingot from the Four Treasures of the Immortal Family with his hands, his gaze became deep.

Of course, only three treasures are left now, and the hatchet has been sold to the black market.

A piece of cloth, a peony, and a gold ingot.

Chen Xinghe had seen the cloth and peony, but he didn't feel anything!Only this gold ingot, because he was a gold spirit root before, he felt a little bit sensitive.

"This……"

"Is this a Golden Immortal Technique?"

"What's the use?"

"Wait, it's useful, it's very useful..."

At the same time, the white-haired sword demon killed a large number of ghosts with one strike.

He snorted coldly, feeling a little better.

A disc appeared in front of Suzaku, and he watched the battle with the judges of Yama and the Ten Temples, and exclaimed when he saw how awesome this white-haired sword demon was.

"So strong!"

"Yeah! It's really strong. The alliance formed by the three ghost dynasties is not good! No ghost can stop him."

"Fuck you! For those monks in the fusion period, those ghost babies are not even as good as normal Nascent Souls, what do you think?"

"That's right! The three great ghost dynasties are finished. Your majesty is wise enough to grab this guy from your lord. It's a pity that the three great ghost dynasties are only at this level. If there are any enemies, they must never be introduced into the world of hell."

"Understood, it's just one time, and he is still a person whose lifespan is almost exhausted! If not, can we pull over monks of that level?"

"Look, the three ghosts are showing their trump cards."

"This is... a ghost centipede at the fusion stage? How is it possible that we have such a ghost in Huangquan?"

"Fortunately, fortunately, it's a good thing to recruit young men from Xinghe, otherwise our underworld might die young." Suzaku wiped his sweat.

"It's too fierce, two swords! Two swords cut the ghost centipede into three parts. Are our ghosts so weak? The rank is obviously not bad."

"Hey! A ghost is a ghost, how can it compare with this kind of monk?"

All the ghosts feel that ghosts are inferior to others, and they don't know when they will be able to get ahead.

The white-haired sword demon slaughtered all directions, and the three ghost dynasties joined forces to fight against Xinxing Jifu, but they were defeated by a lunatic unexpectedly.

Suzaku was dumbfounded: "My dear friends, hurry up and think of a way, this guy is so powerful, I'm afraid he will come to him."

"Uh! Boss, my stomach hurts."

"Boss, my mother-in-law is giving birth today."

"Boss, my old lady in my previous life has recently reincarnated."

Seeing these bastards pick up their robes and run away, Suzaku was so angry that he cursed: "You bastards, a bunch of bastards..."

The underworld is flying like dogs and dogs, and the white-haired sword demon is too terrifying. If the pursuit of the space method finds it, how much effort will it take to suppress it?
"Okay!" Suzaku said prestige, "Where are we here? It's the Fortress of the Underworld. The White-haired Sword Demon needs to do part-time work for us for more than ten years to atone for our sins! There are so many void demons in the Turtle World, please kill them!" One kill, I think it is still feasible."

Suddenly, a bleak atmosphere filled the air.

Suzaku and the Hades were taken aback.

"How is it possible? Fortress of the Underworld, immediately cut off the breath, immediately, don't let these two uncles come here."

There is actually a terrifying ghost cultivator hidden deep in the world of Huangquan. Fortunately, the sword demon uncle helped them step on the thunder, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Boom..." The collision started, and the white-haired sword demon couldn't tell the difference between these ghosts, and these ghosts didn't know where such a tyrannical enemy came from.

The white-haired sword demon saw an old ghost awakened, so he acted first.

Nonsense, he vented and slaughtered so many ghosts, even if he faintly realized something was wrong, could he stop at this moment?

(End of this chapter)