Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

After swallowing Shou's harsh words, Emperor Longyin was ordered to come out.

The posture of a king, the posture of a war god, stepping on the evil dragon, looking down at the world.

Xie Xueyi was greatly surprised: "Jun Fengtian?"

"What? He is the legendary Yuming Danxin Lord Fengtian?"

Gusu returned his sword and looked suspiciously at the terrifying opponent in front of him.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with this face. Your Excellency, were you really not dead back then?"

"Ok?"

Di Longyin didn't know what the other party was talking about. He swung his black dragon spear and attacked Gusu boldly and returned the sword.

boom!

Like a meteorite falling into the edge of a pool, it stirred up three thousand black waves. As the sky shook and the earth shook, Gusu returned his sword and took a few steps back.

"Three moves will give you a chance to survive."

"Your Majesty?"

"I am the Young Master of the Ghost Prison, Emperor Longyin."

Gu Su returned the sword and reminded: "Xi Xue Yi, his strength is no joke, don't mistake him for the wrong person."

"Then you and I should try together."

With Lord Wu guarding the formation behind him, Xie Xueyi was not worried about his own life, but he was determined to find out who this person who looked exactly like Lord Fengtian was.

Immediately, the crane roared and the sword rose, moving hundreds of miles.

At the same time, Gusu Huijian arrived in cooperation, and the two swords soared into the sky, rushing towards the mountains of Chaoyang.

Di Longyin raised his finger: "The first move."

In an instant, the sky and the earth moved, rocks pierced through the air, and the two swords wiped out dazzling sparks on the black spears. The three of them continued to wrestle, and unexpectedly saw Emperor Long Yin exhaling his breath again, and the unworldly power rushed out, tying Xueyi and Gu. Su returned his sword and retreated.

"Uh!"

"puff!"

Di Longyin asked again in a cold voice: "Who killed Gu Yue?"

"Ok?"

"Goddess of Death."

He tied up his snow clothes and took a step forward: "It's me."

"That's you, the second move, the end of heaven and the hell of hell!"

Suddenly, Emperor Longyin's fingers slid over the black dragon spear, and a layer of blazing flames rose from the spear body, and in a blink of an eye, it gathered into a purple vortex, covering the entire sky and earth.

"Danger! The waning moon of the fifth watch·The Ballad of Passing Clouds!"

"The sky does not leave a trace and I am sorry for Lanting!"

Seeing their opponent's terror, Xie Xueyi and Gusu Huijian released their ultimate moves without reservation. Suddenly, the two swords shattered the sky and the earth, and burst into the vortex of dragon energy pressing down above their heads.

The sword is like a tidal wave, one wave higher than the other, rushing towards the sky.

Unexpectedly, the tip of the spear shook, and a huge force that did not belong to this world came at once, knocking the sword energy away.

Luo Hou stood quietly watching the battle. The battle robe and black dragon spear on Emperor Longyin were both made of the blood and bones of the Prison Dragon Emperor. They were difficult to break even if they were close to God. Even though the two of them had amazing swordsmanship, they were powerless in the face of absolute protection.

The second move was that because of the death of the emperor's sister, Emperor Longyin left no room for his men and vowed to kill Xue Yi.

With a clang, the black dragon spear knocked away the withered pine and crane bones, and the spear head turned downwards, piercing Xue Yi's heart.

Gusu returned the sword regardless of his own injuries, stopped his retreat, and raised his sword to save him.

boom!

Meng Hui Su also flew out.

Seeing the bright spear point stabbing Xue Yi again, Luo Hou punched out and hit the spear head hard. An even more unfathomable aura surged along the spear body toward Di Long Yin, forcing him to retreat from the ghost prison. Young Master Huang.

"You're not bad at strength. Who are you?" "Luo Hou."

"Is he the one who defeated the Yaqi Evil God?"

"Of course. Di Longyin, you shouldn't stay in the Yama Ghost Prison. It's not your hometown."

"What do you mean?"

Luo Hou didn't intend to reveal too much, and besides, Emperor Longyin, who was created by the empress, would naturally not believe the words of outsiders until he was killed by a friend who truly cared for him.

"You should go find where you came from. Just like Bi He said, why do you look exactly like Yuming Danxin and Jun Fengtian? As everyone knows, Jun Fengtian is the son of Empress Zhe Tianxia and Yunhai Xianmen Jiutian Xuanzun."

"Ok?"

This secret became known to the world when Jun Fengtian recognized his son on the spot for Hu Yuli Jing in the Confucian sect, but for Emperor Longyin who was in the ghost prison, he did not know the reason.

"You are serving the sky? I am not serving the heaven."

"Then who are you?"

Di Longyin couldn't answer, but he was inexplicably irritated, and an emotion that had nowhere to vent made him raise the black dragon spear.

"Third move, I will defeat you, tell me what you know."

"What if you lose?"

"Di Longyin will no longer be held responsible for Gu Yue's death."

Luo Hou nodded: "I promise you, show your strength."

"Third move, get ready."

Emperor Longyin raised the black dragon spear high, and the dragon's roar could be faintly heard in the sky. In the already bright sky, the wind and clouds rolled rapidly, and the black air gathered, as if a peerless power was about to sweep across the earth.

"The angry dragon breaks the mountain and the eight dragons return to heaven!"

As the energy accumulation is completed, the eight divine dragon virtual images, carrying the power of eternity, rush from the sky, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, dominating the world.

Luo Hou remained motionless, holding one hand behind his back and pushing it out gently with the other.

Suddenly, a violent wind emerged from his palm, and in a blink of an eye, it formed a hurricane that hit the sky. The power of the storm rolled back into the sky, trapping all the eight dragon virtual images in it.

"Sun-breaking wind!"

When the two powers met for the first time, one was confident, but the other was unprecedented. There was a sudden explosion, the sky shook, the mountains reverberated, and the entire Tun Shou's evil words flew thousands of feet, vaguely revealing the dark ghost world at the bottom of the pool.

In the midst of this extreme trembling of heaven and earth, deep in the Guiji River, in a palace surrounded by mountains and rivers, Empress Xiao Tianxia sat quietly on the throne, gazing at the battle situation with the evil words of Tunshou through magic.

The Lord of the Ghost Prison has red hair and a yellow skirt. A piece of extremely gorgeous golden flowers covers half of her jade face, making the other half of her face even more cold and weird.

Gu Yue, the goddess of death and soul, accompanied her to watch this life-and-death showdown.

"An Ji, is this the person you summoned, Lord Wu Luohou?"

"Yes, the Lord of Tiandu, a top existence whose suffering is beyond that of innate humans. It was at the hands of him, Yi Yishu and others that the Yaqi Evil God died."

"The death of the Eight-faced Ghost Rong is also related to him?"

"Although it cannot be proved that he was killed by him, soon after Luo Hou entered the Xihuang Buddhist Realm, Qing Sui Buddha received news of his death. It is said that Luo Hou, Emperor Tathagata and Shizhi Jialan were all hiding in the void at that time."

"Hmph, don't keep bad people!"

"Yes."

Gu Yue lowered her head and replied.

In front of Sheo Tianxia, ​​Gu Yue did not dare to raise her head, and it was useless to raise her head. She could not see through her mother's expression under the mask. In other words, her mother had never shown any expression, whether it was towards her, her father, or the ghost prison. of important ministers and aristocratic families.

Gu Yue occasionally felt sorry for Di Longyin during the battle. At least she knew who her parents were, and the young emperor who called himself the emperor's sister, everyone except him knew that Di Longyin was just the empress. A murder tool created by His Majesty.

When Gu Yue's real brother Jun Fengtian ghost returned, she thought her mother would be moved by this. Unexpectedly, her own son was killed. She Tianxia seemed to have a plan in advance and was still advancing the plan to break the seal step by step.

Is this the Three Unfeelings?

A trace of confusion arose in Gu Yue's heart. (End of chapter)