Blood Prison Demon Emperor

As the eighteen figures appeared above each hell, the evil spirits in the hell immediately stopped attacking, rose into the air, and gathered around them.

Everyone naturally stopped, raised their heads, and looked at Ye Dong and the others with doubts, not knowing what they were going to do.

However, Ye Dong didn't speak, just watched them with a sneer on his face, while Pan Chaoyang, who just appeared, took a step forward, smiled slightly at the people trapped in the hell below him, and said: "Welcome!" Everyone, enter the knife mountain hell!"

While speaking, Pan Chaoyang was holding the formation with both hands, and the speed was extremely fast. When his words fell, a strange pattern rushed out of his hand, and with a ball of golden light, it rushed directly into the ground below.

"Kang-kang-kang!"

Suddenly, with the sound of crisp metal sounds, countless sharp knives suddenly stretched out from the underground of this hell, shining coldly and full of murderous aura!

The people in the formation did not expect sharp knives to protrude from the ground at all. Without the slightest precaution, nearly half of them were directly pierced by these sharp knives, and countless transparent holes appeared on their bodies. The blood was like spring water. The gurgling flow slowly flowed into the ground along the blades inserted into their bodies.

What's even more frightening is that the countless sharp knives on the ground are still rising continuously.

Earth-shattering screams suddenly exploded in this piece of hell called Knife Mountain. Those who were lucky enough not to be stabbed by the sharp knife were sweating coldly, their backs were cold, and they hurriedly got up from the ground, trying to escape. These sharp knives were still rising, but as Pan Chaoyang's hand changed again, the evil spirits surrounding his body suddenly exploded, turning into golden formations, forming a large sheet, blocking everyone's heads On top of that, powerful dragon energy gushed out, releasing infinite pressure, preventing these people from surviving.

"Boom!"

The original metallic sound turned into a sky-shattering bang, and a mountain of knives covering the entire hell finally broke free from the shackles of the earth, broke through the ground, and slowly rose.

The sharp knives that everyone saw just now were just the tip of the iceberg. As the mountain of knives rose, everyone realized that more and more sharp knives appeared in their eyes.

The cold knife light reflected their faces full of terror!

Those who were desperately flying up felt the pressure released by the golden tower above their heads, like heavy mountains that made it difficult for them to move an inch, while the mountain of knives standing upright with countless sharp knives was still in the air. The constant speed keeps increasing, and the distance is getting closer and closer to them.

On the mountain of knives, there are dozens of corpses pierced by several knives. The blood of each of them has already been drained, and the pale as paper face has a look of death, staring at these companions.

Everyone was so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were splitting, their bodies trembled violently, and some people even became incontinent. Death may not be terrible, but the process of waiting for death is very scary!

Someone finally woke up and called out to everyone: "Everyone, don't panic, unite and blast this mountain of knives!"

If someone takes the lead, others will naturally join forces, so everyone hastily joined forces, each sacrificed various heavenly weapons, and used various combat skills to blast towards the mountain of swords below with concerted efforts.

The colorful brilliance illuminated the sky, and all kinds of magic weapons, with the power that seemed to be able to destroy everything, slammed into the mountain of knives one after another.

"Boom boom boom!"

The deafening crash resounded through the dark night sky, and now all the other hell people were watching these people with their eyes tightly.

Because they know that they are likely to face the same dangerous situation in a while, so the behavior of everyone in Daoshan Hell can serve as a reference for them, at least let them know how to solve it.

At this moment, Pan Chaoyang was like the lord of hell, standing in the air, staring coldly at the group of struggling people below him, with a very calm face, as if he was not at all worried that they would blast the mountain of swords away.

The facts are indeed true, these mountains of knives are not real, they are just the power of formations, which appear in a different form, and when Pan Chaoyang set up the formations, he didn't understand the formations carved in every hell. Similarly, like in the mountain of knives and hell, combined with the power of the earth system, the power of the gold system is hidden.

The whole land is earth-type, and the power is endless and endless. Under the mutual growth of earth-born gold, the power of gold-type is more vigorous and invincible. Let alone these people, even if the same number of peerless powerhouses attack at the same time, It is also impossible to blow up this mountain of knives.

Ye Dong was also watching the situation in the Daoshan Hell, and his heart was shocked. This was the surprise Pan Chaoyang brought to him on the way of formation.

Only he can vaguely understand that this Eighteen Hell Formation is actually divided into two layers, the first layer is where the evil spirits attacked just now, and now the second layer is the real killing array.

To put it bluntly, the 18 of them are the eyes of each of the eighteen small formations. With their power, they can stimulate the second layer of changes in the formation and let the killing formation really start.

Except for Ye Dong and Honglang, these eighteen people were all brought here, including Jiaoya, Yue Bukong, Gong Ziluo, and Chu Jiaoniang, and Pan Chaoyang was the one standing on top of each formation. After careful calculation, the position of each person is arranged according to the characteristics of each person.

For example, Ruo Chengfeng is good at ice and wood powers, but he is weaker than Xue Qingge in wood power, so the hell he controls is called Ice Hell, and he brings out his strengths, while Xue Qingge Song is in charge of controlling Iron Tree Hell.

At this time, Pan Chaoyang nodded to the other seventeen people and said, "You can start too!"

Jiao Crocodile couldn't hold back for a long time, and laughed out loud when he heard this, pointed to the group of people in hell under him and said, "It was fun for you to chase and kill your Grandpa Long, now it's my turn! I'm going to die! Boiling sand hell!"

With the pinching of his hand, the people under him suddenly realized that the ground under their feet was no longer solid, but turned into a billowing sea of ​​red sand.

Immediately, a group of people had fallen into this sea of ​​sand, screaming pitifully.

There seems to be a layer of raging ground fire underground, which burns the gravel red and emits scorching heat, making people trapped in it surrounded by quicksand and flames at the same time. But because they couldn't escape from this sea of ​​sand, no matter whether it was the heavenly weapon or the aura, they would be melted by the scorching sand. Naturally, they would also be squeezed to death or burned to death!

At the same time as the crocodile was attacking, the other fifteen people also struck their hands at the same time, activating the power of hell they controlled!