Nine suns stepping on the sky

Huangquan Town, the only entrance to hell.At this moment, thirteen gigantic luan chariots were quietly parked in the town, some resplendent in gold and jade, or dizzy with blue light, or soaring into the sky with purple aura... Each of them erupted with monstrous divine light, and a powerful aura soared into the sky, making everyone in the sky The black clouds surge violently like boiling water.

The terrifying aura swept across all directions, shocking everything, making the whole world silent at this moment.

At this moment, the figure of an old man suddenly appeared. He was holding a scroll of silk books, and a divine light that could not be concealed spewed out from it.An inexplicable breath followed, although it was thin, it gave people a feeling of suppressing everything.

The divine light emitted by the thirteenth Fang Luanjia was restrained at the same time at the same time, as if expressing awe.

Within a breath, the figure of the old man appeared in front of Luanjia, with a sweep of his gaze, he unfolded the silk book casually.

boom--

Immediately, the divine light shot up into the sky, dyeing the entire sky golden. The endless majesty made people want to kneel down and worship.

"Xuan, the order of the patriarch of the holy clan. Those selected by the thirteen orthodoxy enter hell, and those who kill the target can worship under the patriarch's sect and become the ninth disciple of the patriarch."

Every word uttered contains a strong will that cannot be resisted, causing the golden light to twist violently, forming corresponding words one by one, floating in mid-air, gently rhythmic like the surface of water, like the decree of a god, containing Unparalleled majesty.

"Thank you for the gift of the ancestor!" In the midst of the drink, it came from the thirteen luan drivers, all of which were filled with a strong self-confidence that is no one else.

After the old man finished reading, he spread his palms, and the silk book flew up and rolled up by itself as if it had a spirituality, and the golden light and the formed characters flew back into it.

When someone completes the task, he will naturally be able to take it away as a token of worshiping the ancestor.

Swah——

Amidst the shining golden light, a young man in a golden robe appeared. His eyes had double pupils, and his whole body was filled with a fiery and mighty aura, like a big sun, shining in all directions.He looked up at the silk book that had been restored to its original state, and said slowly, "This person must be the prey in my hands."

As soon as the words fell, a man with an elegant temperament stepped out in the halo of blue light. He was wearing a wide Confucian robe, with a smile on his face like a spring breeze, and between his brows, there was a strong confidence that everything was under control.

"Brother Jin is so brave! But Kong will do his best in this matter." When he was speaking, a phantom of a famous Confucian appeared around him, as if he was reciting something, which made people feel impressed.

"The two elder brothers are determined to win, and the younger sister is naturally not to be left behind." In Ziguang's car, a female cultivator in a luxurious purple dress walked out. She had a peerless appearance and a warm smile on her face, but the noble aura emanating from her bones was enough. Let everyone feel ashamed and dare not look directly at them.

When the three of them were talking, among the remaining ten luanjias, a monk stepped out one after another.

The common feature of these 13 people is that they are young, and then they are powerful!

Each breath is like the sun just rising from the east, illuminating the world.Although he has not yet reached the point where he is at the peak of his power, he has already been able to become the proud son of the whole Abi world.

"Stop talking nonsense, we will know who wins the game!" The pure black dragon-robed youth sneered and took a step forward. His body disappeared into the entrance of hell like a black lightning bolt.

Another person said, "That's right! Everyone, I'll take a step first."

Swah——

With a flash of spiritual light, his body has turned into a phantom, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The young man in the golden robe looked solemn and majestic, like a heavenly emperor, and he naturally had the supreme aura to rule all directions. At this moment, he said lightly, "Since I have arrived, all of you are doomed to return without success."

The extremely arrogant words, uttered from his mouth, did not make people feel any disgust... It seemed that it was supposed to be like this!

boom--

The golden divine light erupted from his body, and between steps, it was like a moving scorching sun, seemingly slowly sinking into hell.

The young man in the Confucian robe shook his head, showing a bit of helplessness on his face, "Brother Jin's character is the same as back then." However, there was no anxiety on his face, and he was still gentle and calm. At this moment, he cupped his hands slightly and said with a smile: "Qing Sister Yun, I'll take a step first." His feet moved slightly, and before he could clearly see his movements, the figure of this person appeared at the entrance of hell, moved again, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

Wearing a luxurious purple dress, Qing Yun smiled softly, "Don't worry, brothers, just wait for my little sister."

hum-

A circle of purple light spread out, submerging her figure, and when it dissipated, the woman had disappeared.

At the same time, the rest of the monks who walked out of Luanjia also showed their magical powers and stepped into hell.

This is not only a way to show strength, but also a deterrent to those who are in the same industry... The battle between them has already begun from now on.

……

call out--

call out--

Two startling rainbows, one in front and one in the back, roared and flew across the sky.

Mo Yu's brows gradually frowned, revealing a hint of strangeness, "With your cultivation, how did you come here?" All the way deep, here, you have reached the deepest part of the central region, and it is also a great threat to ordinary god kings.

According to what he saw that day, the people in this group did not have the strength to break into this place at all.

Qing Yuan didn't seem to be aware of his vigilance, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "We accidentally broke into a remnant formation. We thought we could gain something, but we didn't want to be teleported directly into the canyon."

Mo Yu frowned even tighter. There are few human traces in hell. I have never heard of monk relics. Where did the remnants come from?But if it is an excuse for weaving, it will definitely try to make it as perfect as possible, how could such a big flaw be pulled out.

Glancing at Qing Yuan, seeing that her expression was normal, Mo Yu hesitated a little, suppressed his doubts temporarily, and looked forward with a dignified expression.

If what Qing Yuan said was true, then this canyon might not be as simple as he imagined.

After a while, Qing Yuan whispered, "We're here!"

In sight, two black mountain peaks were close together, leaving only a small gap.

Mo Yu stopped, his eyes flickered slightly, the canyon in front of him was a bit too quiet, there was no movement at all.

Could it be that things are really fraudulent?

Qing Yuan didn't pay attention to the change in his expression, looking at the quiet canyon, his pretty face gradually paled, "It's hard...could it be...everyone...has..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes turned red, wrapped in big teardrops.

Mo Yu secretly sighed, and once again pressed his heart to doubt, maybe he really has a villain's heart.But he didn't feel too much guilt about this, after all, there were very few monks like Qing Yuan in the world.If he hadn't been more cautious, he might have died long ago.

Shaking his head slightly, Mo Yu's voice came out gently, "You have tried your best, don't think too much."

Before the words fell, there was a sudden violent breath fluctuation in the canyon, and the monk could be faintly heard shouting.

Qing Yuan raised his head abruptly, with surprise on his face, "It's them!"

Swah——

A flash of inspiration flashed, and her figure had already rushed out.

Mo Yu frowned slightly. According to Qing Yuan's description, with the cultivation base of these people, even with treasures in their hands, it would be difficult to sustain until now. Coupled with the weird calm before, could it be... Looking at Qingyuan's figure in front of him, Mo Yu sighed softly in his heart, hoping that he was thinking too much.

As soon as he took a step forward, his figure instantly followed.