Wu Po Jiuxiao

The old part of hell!

The original hell was dilapidated, torn apart, and even led to the end, the huge hell was wiped out like ashes, but after Ye Fantian got the fourth level of hell, a memory from the depths of hell made him secretly discover that although the original hell Said to be falling apart.

But it didn't disappear completely, but part of them remained. Each of these people was very powerful. It has great power.

"Master Prison Emperor, we have been searching for the first floor of hell, but we have found nothing. We didn't expect that we could feel the breath of hell not long ago, so it must be that someone has already obtained the power and inheritance of hell, and rushed here !"

A figure kneeling in front shouted loudly.

There was a hint of expectation in the tone, a kind of great hope.

This is an ancient demon, the muscles on the body have already appeared in folds, and each fold has lost the brilliance of flesh and blood, just like this, it is like wearing a magic robe on the body, weird and evil, Between the eyebrows, there is a sharp black horn, on which one can clearly see the magic patterns being released wantonly, and most of the palpitating breath is transmitted from it.

Although he looked evil, there was an incomparably sincere look in those eyes.

"Are you... the Black Demon?" Looking at this figure, the memory of this person suddenly appeared in Ye Fantian's mind.

The depth of this memory is the memory from hell.

Information about these people exists in the eighteenth floor of hell, because they are connected with the whole hell. If hell is not destroyed and becomes the eighteenth stage, but is completely abolished, then they will die deal.

"Yes, Prisoner!"

There was a strong excitement in Hei Mo's tone.

"Dark Demon..."

Ye Fantian whispered in his mouth, but there was a burst of sadness and anger in his heart.

This kind of sadness comes from himself, but this kind of anger comes from the depths of hell. Back then, the black demon was just a general, and the general of hell was so powerful that he was even stronger than Ye Fantian.

The original hierarchy of the entire hell was also quite strict.

To be able to become a general, this strength must at least reach the upper level of the immortal level.

A powerful demon can naturally stay young forever. The black demon back then was also considered to be unparalleled in beauty, but now, the old wrinkles on his face and folds on his body made Ye Fantian feel sad.

"brush……"

Ye Fantian stood in front of Hei Mo, slowly supported Hei Mo's shoulders, and shouted in a deep voice: "Stand up... stand up for me, the first emperor of hell has fallen, but we You can't kneel, even if you kneel, you can't kneel in this space full of light, we have to kneel proudly, we have to kneel above the sky!"

The sound was clanging, like a sword dancing, and the terrifying and tenacious aura made the black demon's eyes extremely hot.

Excited, excited, crazy...

All kinds of emotions were continuously released in his eyes. This time, he did not wait in vain. This is the aura that their emperor of hell, their true king should have!

"Master Prison Emperor, I disobeyed you just now, but now, I don't have the slightest idea. I apologize for what I just said!"

A figure appeared.

It was a wolf-headed demon with pitch-black hair all over his body, and the other party was also one of the leaders among these hundreds of people. He just despised Ye Fantian, and even despised Ye Fantian's low strength.

But now, he really surrendered, and it was all because Ye Fantian's words made him surrender.

"brush……"

A huge long knife came out of its sheath and slashed at his arm fiercely.

This knife had a terrifying edge, and the other party was definitely not trying to show off, but really wanted to cut off his arm and apologize for what he said just now.

"Swipe!" "Clang!"

Ye Fantian's movements suddenly moved, and he punched the long knife fiercely.

"boom……"

The huge force caused the long knife to be sent flying.

Ye Fantian's face suddenly turned cold, and he moved again casually.

"Slap!" A slap was slammed on the opponent's cheek.

"I remember... you are called Wolf Blood!"

There was an inexplicable fluctuation in Ye Fantian's voice, which seemed to be a little angry but also cold.

"Prison...Prison Emperor!"

Looking at Ye Fantian, I don't know why, although the young man in front of me is weaker than his level, but he has a mighty aura, which makes people palpitate, as if standing in Ye Fantian's In front of him, his whole being must be controlled, and even the opportunity to breathe must be seized.

This feeling only appeared in front of the first generation of prison emperors, and it was definitely not as strong.

"Why did you survive? Those strong men, those fighters from hell, are all dead now, but you survived...Why! Tell me why!"

Ye Fantian's voice suddenly rose, and the voice exploded like thunder in the entire space, making everyone's eyes sharpen.

"For hope, for hope to reappear in hell!" The roaring and roaring voices burst out violently, shaking the treasure house of gods to go crazy.

"Yes, for the sake of hope, for all of us to re-establish this hell, to re-create the splendor of hell, to make the injustice in the sky fair, to let the gods and Buddhas all over the sky, let The martial arts sages of the heavens are filled with hatred! Your life is not only your own, it is also mine, and it belongs to this hell! Do you understand!!"

The voice became louder and louder, but everyone's eyes became brighter and brighter. The aura of these strong men began to soar crazily, and even set off a storm-like fluctuation.

"You guys, are you willing to follow me, create this hell again, and recreate the splendor of hell? Answer me!"

Ye Fantian's body released a wave of imperial prestige, which was the terrifying aura brought about by being a prison emperor.

"Yes, we are willing to follow the prison emperor!" All the people roared in high spirits, with tears in their eyes, rolling continuously, especially the black devil, how many years have been waiting Yes, the appearance of the first level of hell appeared on this young man, and then the creation of hell, the fourth level of hell gave them hope.

And now, they already have the belief of winning!

Hell, will rise!

The gods and Buddhas all over the sky, the saints of the heavens, will regret what they have done!

Ye Fantian nodded lightly: "Very well, I am the Prison Emperor. From then on, the name of hell will rise again!"

Ye Fantian's voice carried an unconcealable arrogance.

For the eternal roar of unwillingness, for the wronged souls of the demons in hell, for the grievances of the first generation of prison emperors... Ye Fantian took over all of this!

Looking at the void, the divine thunder burst out at this time, as if feeling Ye Fantian's aura against the sky, he roared crazily.

"The supreme powerhouses above the sky, I, Ye Fantian, will definitely crush you, the land of the nine heavens is not something you saints play with, and my human race is not something you can easily trample on!" The roar in my heart, although silent, But it beats the sound!

"Hei Mo, you are a demon general. I just got hell, but this hell is not complete, and there are not many memories in it. Tell me, how many generals still exist in our hell!" , Ye Fantian asked in a deep voice.

"I want to tell the Prison Emperor that our hell was suppressed by the Martial Dao Saint at the beginning. The first generation Prison Emperor fought with his life. The creatures in our hell fought wildly, but they were not the opponent of the Martial Dao Saint. And in the end, the one who appeared Martial arts saints are not only Zhunti and Na Yingying, but also other saints appeared, which also made the first generation of Prison Emperors outnumbered, chose to self-destruct, and then formed a space-time storm, and our people also died because of this. I have completely lost contact, so we don’t know how many hell generals there are. For so many years, I have worked hard to find them, but I just found these hundreds of hell fighters. We know exactly where it exists, and hell does not have the protection of the prison emperor, we cannot enter hell, and there is no guarantee of safety, so the progress is very slow..."

When it came to this point, humiliation appeared on the faces of the black demon powers.

Such a life like a bereaved dog keeps them from being angry or feeling humiliated.

"But according to my understanding, our people may exist in various dimensional star domains, but they are not far away. I can even feel that some powerful hell creatures may be in that supreme domain!"

Supreme Domain!

Ye Fantian's eyes glowed with divine light.

For this place, I have to go, because there is Nangongmeng there!

"No, there is another place that also has our people, but because we don't have the protection of Lord Prison Emperor, we can't enter!"

Wolf Blood suddenly cried out.

Ye Fantian narrowed his eyes sharply, looked at the wolf blood, and slowly shouted: "Say it!"

With the slightest killing intent, Wolf Blood looked at the bright aura around him, with an evil brilliance like a sword in his eyes: "The core of light, the city of gods!"

City of Gods!

These three words shocked Ye Fantian's heart. This statement coincided with his original guess. The dark creature appeared in the city of gods, living a life of humbleness and humiliation.

And their appearance is also the time when this City of Gods appears.

It even appeared here earlier than them.

During the battle between hell and the gods, the gods completely fell, and then the city of gods appeared, but at the same time, not all the creatures in hell fell.

In other words, this city of gods probably has its own citizens of hell!

"The City of Gods...!"

With a chilly tone, Ye Fantian yelled slowly, his voice shook the God's Treasure House with a frenzied tremor, as if he felt great fear...