Underworld exchange group

Chapter 963 Fighting
Under the astonished eyes of the hell king, the Asura pinching ghost of the Way of Destruction was suppressed invisible by Zhang Fan's eyes, smashed into pieces, and the evil spirit scattered away like a cloud of mist.

In addition to the mana strength of moves such as Asura pinching ghosts, the strength of the consciousness also greatly determines the power of the spell, and the power that strengthens the most true meaning is the consciousness, which is the power that can materialize the consciousness.

This is the real horror of the real fairy!
"Yes, Not Bad!"

The King of Hell nodded appreciatively, his eyes became dignified and serious, like a senior pointing out to his juniors, and his tone was also condescending, "You are the only ghost cultivator who can put pressure on me for hundreds of thousands of years. "

Zhang Fan smiled faintly: "In hell, apart from you, there are also the Infernal King and the Abyss King. Could it be that those two are not as good as you?"

"Bragging!"

While speaking, Zhang Fan waved his hand, and countless power surged along with it. The dark power that rolled the entire sky gathered into a long dragon. Thinking of the hell king sweeping away, among the condensed black dragon, countless sword qi were in the air. The inside is tormenting, and the eye-catching light shines through, like a furious battle dragon rising into the sky, rumbling across the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.

No one can imagine how many sword moves and sword auras are contained in the power condensed into a black dragon, but the terrifying aura emanating from it makes him feel that it can easily penetrate hundreds of meters of mountains.

"Break it for me!"

The hell king burst into rage, his eyes sparkled red, and countless evil spirits of death rolled out of his body. Accompanied by the sound of howling ghosts, they turned into skeletons one by one, gathered together in a sudden rush forward, and condensed into a huge mass of hundreds of meters. The skeleton dragged out a long tail of black smoke and rushed towards the black dragon.

"Boom..."

The black dragon slammed into the skeleton, and every force was broken, bursting out with dazzling light, but after the two forces collided for the first time, there was a second, and a third, infinity. Together.

"Boom bang bang..."

The whole world trembled violently.The blades emitted by the shattered black dragon ravaged the world, and then collided with the shattered skeletons, continuously refining them.

With a whoosh, the shattered sword light pierced through and quickly formed a sword art.

"how?"

The King of Hell's face was shocked. Unexpectedly, under such a violent spell impact, Zhang Fan could still condense the magic sword from it. The light of the sword flashed amidst the raging spells. Hell grabbed it in his hand and raised a black sword He made a gesture with his arm in front of him, and then with a bang, a black beam of light shot out from his mouth, and hit the flying sword in a flash.

There was a "boom", and I don't know what kind of attribute the black beam of light is. Under Zhang Fan's sword glow, it immediately showed a state of exhaustion, bursting out bursts of buzzing.

"Huh!"

An inaudible incantation sounded, and the brilliance of the triangular token vibrated for a moment. Countless black thunder fires were pulled out, and they blasted towards the sword formula. Amidst the roar, it suddenly turned into a ray of rays of light. After Zhang Fan frowned, and finally behind an earth-shattering roar, the sword light dissipated and the black dragon disappeared.

The whole sky is at peace.

Zhang Fan stared intently at the sky that had been abused by spells, as if he was pursuing the mystery, but the faint golden light was fading away, it was an incomparably upright force without any sinister aura.

"Take my move, hell handprint!"

The Hell King's right hand quickly drew Dao Dao Jue on his chest, the light flashed, and the strong light had already rushed in. When Zhang Fan retracted his gaze, a seal was pushed over with the power of Wanjun.

Zhang Fan stood still, the strong light on his body flashed, and the seal directly hit Zhang Fan's body. It was a seal that could destroy a mountain of hell, but under Zhang Fan's strong light, the giant seal passed through, Zhang Fan stood still helplessly, as if a gust of wind had blown by, without even a shiver.

"Chichi~"

Zhang Fan's body was trembling with a strange force, and his body surface collided with the light, sending out hissing sounds, showing white light, just like the space power remaining on his body when Fenglei Tianzun penetrated the space.

"Well, strange!"

In the void, the black light reappeared and condensed, condensed into a huge dark light group with an extremely strong atmosphere of the earth veins, and fell from the sky. This dark light group covered dozens of miles, covering the sky and the earth, and it was heavy. There is no doubt that if it is smashed heavily, it will definitely destroy mountains and fill the sea, and even the golden body certified by heaven and earth will be crushed into meatloaf.

"go with!"

The Hell King's complexion was extremely solemn, and he was a bit solemn, his eyes burst into red light, and his hands were condensed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The light ball fell, like a thunderclap, what kind of force was it when the mountain covering a radius of ten miles fell, and how the air in the space below could withstand it, the ground was forced to sag even hundreds of meters away.

With a whoosh, the king of hell rose up into the air and went straight up to the sky. Unaware of the spell in his mouth, he stretched out an incomparably mysterious finger and landed in the light ball, and quickly wrote the word 'volt'.

After finishing the last stroke, the huge ball of light suddenly fell down as if weightless. With a loud bang, Zhang Fan was pressed heavily under the ball of light, shaking the whole earth.

"Yan Jun, Yan Jun was suppressed?"

Gu Yingguiqi, the Li family was shocked and lost their voices.

"Master Yan Jun lost?"

In an instant, their moods fell to the bottom. They did not expect that such a powerful Nanfu Yan Jun would still be defeated by the Hell King.

"Win, win..." The disciples of the Hell King cheered. "Children from the Nanfu, you're just a clown. It's ridiculous that you can't do three tricks under the hands of the ancestor."

"Hahaha..." The hell king also yelled loudly.

On the mountain at the far end, a bright light appeared, with the word "volt" written on it.

Jian Guying was shocked suddenly, the light and black light that suppressed Lord Yan Jun turned out to be Hell Mountain.

"Such a mysterious spell"

Jian Guying was amazed in his heart, it was too unimaginable, no wonder even Lord Yan Jun was tricked.

"Is this mountain moving or not? How did Lord Yan Jun be suppressed under Hell Mountain?"

This Hell Mountain existed hundreds of thousands of years ago and is immortal.

"Yan Jun of Hell? Haha... what a big joke!"

The hell king looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. At the moment just now, he was really a little scared by Zhang Fan's strength.

"boom!"

A bolt of lightning fell, and black smoke rose, hitting the king of hell. The Dharma body was completely scorched black and even turned into charcoal under the strike of lightning.

"Why, how is it possible?" All the disciples on Hell Mountain shouted.

What kind of lightning is this? The power of a single blow can seriously injure the hell king.

"This..." Jian Guying and the others were also taken aback.

"Where did this lightning come from?"

The lightning that can injure the King of Hell is probably only at the level of real thunder. Could it be... Everyone looked at Zhang Fan, standing on the top of Hell Mountain with his hands behind his back, his eyes neither happy nor sad.

"It's Lord Yan Jun!" The Li family, as well as the Ghost Rider, shouted excitedly.

"Just say that Lord Yan Jun will never lose."

This thunderbolt was sent by him!
But why doesn't the hell king hide?
"boom!"

It was another thunderbolt, not earth-shattering, not earth-shattering, just like an ordinary thunderbolt, but the king of hell couldn't avoid it one by one.

Once again, there was a cloud of scorched black smoke, and the hell king was once again smoked by Lei.

"This……"

The disciples from Hell frowned anxiously: "Old Ancestor, why don't you hide, we can dodge the thunder at such a speed, even if it is real thunder."

Everyone present was also very puzzled.

Jian Guying also wondered, there is no reason for the King of Hell not to hide, unless he can't hide, could it be... "It's too unbelievable, the one who was suppressed was not Yan Jun, but the King of Hell?"

A stream of black smoke was shot out from the body of the hell king, and the smoke continued to erupt, forming another hell king, but the original hell king had already turned into smoke and then completely submerged into the new hell king.

"Zhang Fan, do you dare to hurt my body?"

At this time, the Hell King's body was no longer blackened, and the ruptured wound was intact.

"So what if I hurt you?" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I beat you to submit to this king." The hell king's eyes flashed fiercely, and he rushed to the sky a thousand meters away. Suddenly, a giant palm fell from the sky.
(End of this chapter)