Wu Po Jiuxiao

"This...this is?!"

Ye Fantian shouted with excitement, and there was a trace of madness in Ye Fantian's eyes.

This imprint contains a memory, which has very little content, but it is enough to make Ye Fantian crazy.

Two layers of hell!

There are actually two layers of hell in this treasure house of gods!

What a wonderful thing it is.

Ye Fantian still doesn't know much about most of the mysteries of hell, but even so, he can feel that the power of this hell is as profound as his own diagram of the Eight Parts of the Saha.

The power in it believes that as one's strength grows, it can be opened naturally, and by then, one can truly control these two mysterious existences.

And these two powerful existences are probably the two most powerful means and trump cards for him to fight against the Martial Dao Saint level in the future.

This is an ancient road. With Ye Fantian's crazy progress, it slowly appeared in front of him. This ancient road is very strange, and it has a kind of mixed trace.

Strictly speaking, this is not an ancient road, but an avenue of bones piled up with bones and ancient remains.

This is the avenue that Ye Fantian found by following his own memory and aura. Looking at the ancient corpses above, each one is broken, and even reveals the aura above.

The skinny sharp claws still seemed to be exuding a strong aura. Although Ye Fantian knew that these were fallen ancient corpses, the terrifying aura lingering on them made his heart palpitate.

Suddenly, a terrifying picture began to appear in front of him.

The killing was boundless, and the pitch-black palms quickly shattered the sky.

A sharp spear as white as jade pierced through the sky, and began to pierce that hand.

The appearance of two terrifying forces seems to be a piece of historical fact, and even more like a piece of blood.

The demons from hell let out a monstrous roar. Among them were tall one-eyed demons, fallen demons with black wings on their backs, and a supreme demonic powerhouse with scarlet eyes that released evil spirits.

On the other side, there is Void Lingdu, the gods with white wings on their backs, or they are called angels. They wear halos on their heads and glory on their bodies. They control sacred weapons in their hands. With killing and loathing in it.

Noble aura lingers all over his body, as if he is the most sacred and noble king, with such a demeanor that even anyone should worship him.

"boom……"

The sharp gun and the palm slapped together fiercely, and the terrifying force seemed to break the beginning of this war and start the supreme bloody battle.

"kill……"

A voice of justice came out, as if it wanted to eliminate all evil, and it seemed to cover up the starry sky.

"Jie Jie Jie... A group of hypocrites also try to fight us in hell, you will be defeated!"

A hellhound wrapped in the flames of hell roared mournfully.

"boom……"

That claw of hell slapped fiercely on the void, and the crack began to extend crazily, reaching tens of thousands of meters.

The size of this hellhound is incomparably huge, and it looks like an ancient ancient magic mountain. With a sharp move of its sharp claws, it slapped down fiercely. The body of the god was slapped to pieces...

"Kill..."

The demon of hell made a bloodthirsty and crazy sound.

"Desecrate the sacred existence between heaven and earth...go to death!"

A sharp gun broke through the sky, and suddenly emitted a hot and sacred light like the scorching sun of heaven and earth. With a sudden movement, this hellhound pierced through the flesh.

The terrifying sharp gun is mighty and mighty. It is a terrifying god with eighteen wings growing from its back. The pair of eyes seem to be flowing with red gold. When the eyes move, it is as if thousands of years of time are flowing in it. .

A disgusted sound came out of his mouth, but his actions made the hellhound even more angry, and behind it, a terrifying demon laughed grinningly, swallowing blood...

This is a terrifying war, a vicious battle that cannot be concealed, but Ye Fantian can see very clearly that the god is being beheaded again and again in the end, and the life of the demon is extremely tyrannical, and even has something that they cannot control. comparable vitality.

"A group of hypocrites who only pretend to be righteous in the world, let me die..."

A bull-headed demon suddenly turned into a huge black bull. The black bull roared and displayed its own huge body, and then the bull's horns sprinted, piercing the huge body of the god suddenly...

In the end, the number of gods became less and less, and even in the end, they showed a completely one-sided posture...

"Could it be that in the last days of the ancient times, the fall of this god was caused by hell? No, no... It seems that there is not much killing between hell and gods, because there is no real connection of interests. If I say it, If I controlled the gods or hell, I definitely would not choose to make a move at this time."

Ye Fantian's judgment is not unreasonable, because at the end of the ancient times, it was a dark age, and killings and cruel battles existed everywhere.

If we say that we fight at that time, we will inevitably expand our goals, and the battle will also create a more terrifying situation.

"Namo Amitabha……"

An ancient voice suddenly appeared.

There was a touch of compassion in this voice, but the cold aura also made people feel disgusted, as if they saw a huge blowfly, the biggest one.

Such disgust is an innate feeling.

Ye Fantian's heart moved, and he suddenly looked again.

At this time, the picture was already changing, and a group of people appeared in front of that terrifying and huge picture.

It was an ancient Buddha. The two leaders sat on the sky, with lotuses growing under the seat, supremely sacred, and the golden brilliance flickered and moved, which seemed to be a kind of tranquility and elegance, but the cruelty contained in it made people Heart palpitations.

"The two scumbags from the Western Land are also here..."

A violent voice came out.

It was a devil tiger from hell, the opponent had a tiger head and a human body, with a supreme evil spirit, but a pair of eyes seemed to have a hint of fortitude.

"presumptuous……"

One of the big Buddhas headed by this is wearing a supreme robe, which is clearly visible, and there are Buddhas singing like statues, which are hundreds of millions of Buddha figures.

His eyes are like electricity, and at a glance, it seems that he has seen through the future of the universe and the supreme eternity. It is a kind of general trend, a kind of eternity, representing the same power and breath as heaven and earth.

"These two guys..."

Ye Fantian's heart trembled, and his physical body trembled slightly...

"If the guess is correct, this should be under the control of the two Buddha sects, and the two most powerful ones..." Thinking secretly in his heart, Ye Fantian had gradually guessed the identities of the two, the martial arts saint Among the top ranks, there are only two people with such aura in the entire Buddhist sect.

Pick-up and pick-up...

These two are martial arts saints in the western world!

"Hmph... The Land of the West has also appeared. I didn't expect it. It seems that this time they plan to attack me in hell!"

A cold snort came out, and there was a great majesty in the voice, but more of it was a kind of supreme domineering air.

It was a figure wearing a pitch-black magic robe. The other party stepped on the stars, but standing there seemed to have a kind of great grace and luxury. It was clearly not evil like hell, but holy like a god.

The other party's appearance is not clear, but Ye Fantian can feel it. This person is definitely the master of hell, the first generation of hell master, and the real master of the eighteenth floor of hell.

"laugh……"

A ray of divine light flashed out, shot out from the eyes of Zhunti, as if piercing through the future, and irradiated the past in one direction.

This direction is where Ye Fantian is, and at this moment, Ye Fantian's body tensed up for a while, and the hairs on his body stood up, as if his whole body was going to be locked and shredded by this tyrannical divine light.

Although the opponent's movements were slow, they were actually surprisingly fast. Seeing that the opponent was about to notice him, and even locked his body, the energy in Ye Fantian's body boiled, and the gods began to howl.

"Humph……"

That figure made a move, and his handprint slapped the void, but it actually slapped towards Zhunti and Jieying, and the slap of the palm continued, but it has already shattered billions of stars...

"Boom..." There was a terrifying shock, but Ye Fantian's body softened for a while.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out, and there was a hint of coldness and horror in the eyes.

"brush……"

Everything around completely dissipated and became nothingness, leaving behind the endless ancient corpses.

But Ye Fantian's face did not relax at all. After the blood spurted out of his mouth, he gasped heavily.

horrible!cruel!asphyxia!

What a pair of terrifying eyes, although Ye Fantian was sure that the other party did not see him, but that kind of cold divine light was like a poisonous snake, constantly poisoning his heart.

"Zhunti...is this the martial arts sage-level strength? It's just a piece of history, an epic, but it has been handed down to the present, and even now I can't even resist the eyes of that record!"

While Ye Fantian gasped, he also secretly knew the horror of this martial arts saint level.

Powerful, stronger than he imagined, every word and deed is enough to make him die countless times.

"Unless I also enter the realm of the immortal level, no, it is not enough, at least I must enter the realm of the upper peak of the immortal level, and become the immortal supreme to be qualified to challenge the saint, otherwise, I will not be The opponent's opponent's..."

"boom……"

A terrifying shattering sound appeared. At this moment, the two layers of hell merged with Ye Fantian's original two layers of hell. The appearance of these two layers of hell was very strange, just like this battlefield. At the moment of the battlefield, Ye Fantian's mouth turned cold...