The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

Qingming Palace, the outer barrier of Mogong Mountain, is guarded by 36 temples, and its strength is extremely powerful.

The news of the Star Continent's gods attacking Hell has already spread throughout Hell. The situation in Hell has undergone tremendous changes. Everyone is in danger, and there is no countermeasure.

this day.

A hazy black cloud enveloped the entire sky of Qingming Palace. There were millions of undead warriors fleeing from the front line, circling around here. Without Qingming's order, they could not attack the interior of Qingming Palace.

……

"Your Highness, let's retreat quickly. The opponent is coming fiercely, and we can't stop it."

In a hall. The 34 ancient god masters stood on the left and right sides of Qing Ming, with extremely nervous expressions.

As ancient gods, they can be regarded as sweeping existences in hell, but this time the masters of the gods brought by Mu Bai are the weakest at the level of ancient gods, and they also have the advantage of blood transformation. Fighting alone, they have no One is an opponent.

What's more, just a false god-level elder can kill them instantly.

Although there are tens of millions of undead army under the demon king, in front of the virtual god level masters, they are just cannon fodder and ants, which cannot stop the attack of the gods of the Tianlong clan.

Qing Ming smiled sadly, sat down on the princess throne, and murmured: "He really came back. Unexpectedly, the changes in him are so amazing that even the Demon Lord cannot be his opponent."

The 34 ancient gods looked shocked, not knowing what Qing Ming meant.

Qing Ming took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "Even if we leave hell, we will not escape death, let's accept our fate."

"What?" The gods were shocked out of their wits when they heard the words.

Qing Ming got up suddenly, with a determined face, said: "Even if we die, we can't let the enemy see our fragility, go out with me to meet them for a while."

……

Outside the Qingming Palace, there are mourners everywhere, countless undead warriors weeping in grief, they are completely driven to a dead end, and what awaits them is their end in ashes and smoke.

"Let us in!"

"Princess Qingming, save us!"...

call--

The entire hell sky was suddenly illuminated by a group of extremely shining firelight, and it was illuminated like daytime.

Sitting on the back of the fire unicorn with his children, Mu Bai held the supreme holy sword in his hand, piercing the sky like a flaming shooting star, that mighty aura instantly scattered millions of dead souls.