The protagonist is obviously strong but very cautious

Chapter 440 Undead for five thousand years, the first god of war in ancient times was born
Even though the Immortal Arena is an innate spiritual treasure, it is unbearable to be attacked by the magic knife and the black chain at the moment.

The gate of hell was slowly opened, and the wind blew up and poured into the imperial capital.

"Buzz!"

The bell rang in the imperial capital, and the emperor's bell was fully activated. The endless king-like spirit lines were intertwined, and bursts of royal dragon energy filled the air, trying to help the fairy arena and stop the gate of hell.

"call……"

Fumo Island radiated bursts of magic light, forcibly resisting the support of the Emperor Bell.

The two innate spirit treasures are both extremely powerful, and the strength of their controllers is infinitely close to each other. For a while, no one can do anything to the other.

At the moment when the two confronted each other!
A trembling breath came from the gates of hell.

"Hahaha... Big brother, second brother and fourth brother, you are finally here."

The man's laughter reverberated throughout the entire imperial capital, and it was dizzying to hear it.

The weak fell to the ground, convulsed, foaming at the mouth, incontinent, and in a mess.

The powerful man was dizzy, his feet bumped, his soul trembled, and he was almost torn apart.

"The legend of hell is actually true!"

Legend has it that there is a hell in the emperor, where all those who have committed serious mistakes will be imprisoned and punished.

There is no aura in hell, and if you want to survive, you have to keep fighting with people. It is a real cruel tomb.

I thought hell was just a legend, but I didn't expect that there really was a hell in the imperial capital, and the entrance to that hell turned out to be the Immortal Arena.

In other words.

Just now they staged a thrilling meeting on top of the grave.

The gates of hell are wide open.

All the criminals who were imprisoned ran out.

In an instant, black shadows flew out of the sky, rushing towards the immortal cultivators in the imperial capital.

These black shadows are like devils, eager for aura, trying to devour everyone and grow themselves stronger.

Naturally, the immortal cultivator would not sit still and wait for death. The magic weapon in his hand trembled, and he faced the enemy head-on, and the two sides directly started a big battle.

And where the gates of hell are.

A scrawny figure, carrying a gigantic scythe, walked out of the gate of hell like an unrivaled demon king.

The moment he appeared, the entire emperor was contaminated by that person's terrifying aura.

The man raised his neck, revealing a not so evil, but somewhat handsome face.

He enjoyed it all, letting the sun shine on his face, the beauty of breaking free seemed so harmonious.

"It feels so good to come out."

The man's voice was gentle, and he was a completely different person from his ghost-like appearance at this moment.

"God of War, Baiqu!"

The old man Xiandou looked at the man, his words were full of vigilance.

When Baiqu heard the voice, he turned his head and looked at the old man Xiandou.

"Five thousand years have passed, yet someone still knows me, Baiqu."

Baiqu's voice sounded a bit self-deprecating.

"Baiqu, back then the King of Man punished you to go to hell for [-] years, before the time came, go back."

The old man Xiandou made a move, urging the Xiandou field with all his strength, causing the gate of hell to slowly close.

"Oh!"

Baiqu raised his hand, and with that skinny arm, he blocked the gate of hell from closing.

No matter how Xiandou Lao He pushed the gate of hell, the gate of hell would not move at all.

impossible!
The old man Xiandou's eyes were filled with astonishment.

The Immortal Arena is an innate spiritual treasure. In front of Baiqu in such a state, he was resisted with one hand. The number one God of War in ancient times had such terrifying strength.

"The feeling in the world is really good!"

Baiqu raised his hand, and above the sky, dozens of immortal cultivators at the Golden Core stage exploded without warning.

Dozens of golden elixirs turned and flew into Baiqu's mouth.

The incomparably hard golden elixir was crunchy and crunchy like a jelly bean in Baiqu's mouth.

"Delicious, really delicious, much more delicious than the golden pills of those sinners in hell."

Baiqu didn't look very evil, but the words he said were so frightening.

"Baiqu, you were the number one general of the human race, the number one god of war in ancient times, why did you kill your own people so much?"

The old man Xiandou pushed the gate of hell frantically, but he still couldn't shake Baiqu at all.

"Hahaha……"

Baiqu laughed, but didn't answer. He raised his hand, and dozens of Jindan powerhouses disappeared silently.

Jin Dan turned and flew towards him.

suddenly!

A pink fairy sword flew towards Baiqu.

Seeing this, Baiqu raised his hand to grab Luojian.

"Clang!"

Baiqu held Luojian in his hand like an innate spiritual treasure.

"Falling sword!"

Baiqu obviously knew Luo Jian, and seemed to be quite impressed.

Look up.

He looked at Ye Qingqing who was controlling Luoxian.

Those black eyes seemed to have some kind of magical power, wanting to see through Ye Qingqing.

"Crash..."

The falling sword in his hand turned into pink petals all over the sky, flying back to Ye Qingqing's side to protect the lord.

Seeing this, Baiqu smiled charmingly.

"I didn't expect that in this life, I would still meet someone who was recognized by Luo Jian."

There seemed to be a deep memory in Baiqu's words.

"Third brother!"

above the void.

A voice came, calling Baiqu to leave quickly.

Baiqu looked at Ye Qingqing, and suddenly, he turned his head to look at a certain position.

The place was empty, there was no one at all.

Baiqu was slightly puzzled, and then a black tower appeared in his palm.

"Boys, come back."

All the evil spirits in the sky returned to the black tower.

Baiqu turned his head and glanced at the area just now, his expression still puzzled.

After one breath.

He gained sight, controlled the black tower, and escaped from the imperial capital.

Following Baiqu's departure, the Demon Emperor controlled Fumo Island and Demon Saber to leave, and the three powerful men fighting in the sky also left.

The imperial capital returned to calm in an instant.

After staying calm for a dozen breaths.

"Nima!"

Zheng Tuo couldn't help cursing.

This Baiqu could not really be the number one warrior of the human race in ancient times, the number one god of war in ancient times.

Even through the bronze mirror, I can feel my position, twice.

It was obvious that Baiqu wanted to keep an eye on him.

and also.

What the hell is Baiqu's physical body, it's okay to be attacked head-on by Luojian.

even.

When he was holding the falling sword, he felt that Baiqu could break the falling sword.

monster.

It is indeed a monster that has been imprisoned in hell for five thousand years without dying.

Thinking about it, Baiqu is gone.

suddenly!

From the gate of hell that has not been closed, there are bursts of wailing sounds, as if the evil spirits in hell are rushing out one by one like eating a powerful pill.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Seven figures appeared, and the auras of the seven were all at the baby level.

"Hahaha... Our Seven Hells will finally see the light of day, all of you will..."

The voice did not fall.

The person who spoke stopped.

Because in addition to the emperor, the old lady, the emperor, the emperor's teacher, and the emperor's bell... there are tens of millions of immortal cultivators facing them.

The seven people were dumbfounded, apparently they did not expect this situation.

"Woooooooo..."

All of a sudden, the wind blew up.

Where the gates of hell are about to close, there is another great fear.

It seems that some old guy in hell is not dead and is about to be born.

"boom……"

The emperor's bell urges the gates of hell to be held down, and the gates of hell are slowly closed.

suddenly!

A huge skeleton palm forcibly withstood the gate of hell, trying to get out of trouble.

(End of this chapter)