Wu Po Jiuxiao

"These are two marks, two marks of hell..."

Old Broken Knife shouted with a trembling voice.

"Sure enough, what happened back then has an unavoidable connection with the Dark Martial Arts League, and it's not just the Martial Arts Saints who framed it, the Dark Martial Arts League also secretly manipulated it!"

Ye Fantian's face became extremely ugly.

The killing intent slowly flowed down from Ye Fantian's body. This killing intent was extremely clear and obvious, with a terrifying fluctuation and momentum, like a glacier sinking, hanging and moving like a substance, Crackling in this space.

A terrifying force that controls everything in the dark, like a poisonous snake in the depths of the darkness, constantly swallowing its own snake letters, but the poisonous snake's fangs can always appear at inopportune times, biting its prey fiercely.

Undoubtedly, Hell has become the prey of the Dark Martial Arts League, and it is obvious that the other side has been plotting for a long time.

"Dark Martial Arts League, we must step down!"

Ye Fantian shouted in a deep voice.

The voice is very weak, but with infinite belief, as the prison emperor, he has an inescapable responsibility for this hell. He must completely destroy the Dark Martial Arts League, so that the fallen creatures in hell can be stabilized. The former master of hell also had an explanation.

"buzz"

The two marks of hell are flying up and down, and there are constantly Taoist and divine patterns lingering around them. These divine patterns are the oldest characters in hell, and they are very powerful. There is no way to comprehend the mystery of it in an instant, but you can feel it. The function of these ancient words is to ensure the safety of this hell mark!

"boom"

The palm was slowly protruded, Ye Fantian's eyes were full of serious brilliance, and countless traces were created between his brows: "In the name of my prison emperor, summon!"

The tyrannical fluctuation of "Boom" was quickly created, and the long river began to condense, like an invisible big hand, quickly grasping these two marks of hell.

As Ye Fantian continued to perform his movements, the two marks of hell shone brightly.

"boom"

A sudden burst of terrifying blasting sound began to appear, deafening, like a group of dragons roaring, more like a boundless roar.

"what happened?"

In the hell, the faces of the strong men such as Lao Duan Dao and Lao Miscellaneous Mao showed horrified expressions. Looking at the two marks of hell above the void, they continued to let out bursts of screams.

"kindness……?"

Ye Fantian frowned, and a mark appeared between his brows.

"I am in control of the Prison Emperor, the Supreme Emperor, and now I order you to return to hell!"

The divine robe flicked, revealing a vast power.

"Kakkaka..."

The two hell marks made a crackling sound, and Ye Fantian's breath was clearly felt on them. Obviously, they also wanted to blend into Ye Fantian's body, but they seemed to be struggling for something.

There is an inexplicable force impacting and restricting them.

"What's going on?" The frown became more and more obvious.

Even Ye Fantian began to feel that something was wrong.

"What happened? Why did you start resisting my fusion and rejecting my orders?"

Ye Fantian said slowly in his mouth.

"boom"

Dazzling brilliance began to radiate out, and on the top of the two marks of hell, the ancient characters flickered continuously, evolving into traces like horned dragon scales, lingering in them, as if expressing some kind of General information.

"It's not right, it's completely wrong!"

While shaking his head slightly, Ye Fantian's face showed a touch of hesitation.

With his strength and his own identity, after sensing his own existence, these two marks of hell should not choose to resist, but will instantly integrate into him. But now, they seem to have some kind of power The limitation, is constantly repelling oneself.

"what happened?"

Frowning, Ye Fantian had already thought a lot.

"Master Prison Emperor, these two layers of hell marks seem to have been rotten!"

The voice of the black devil seemed to have cut through the traces of the universe, and came to Ye Fantian.

Black Demon, this is the old department of hell, and it is also a general-level existence. They were the first to find him at the beginning. Now that Ye Fantian's strength has risen, he can naturally open up the powerful effect of hell. In this way, with the help of this gate of time and space in hell, generals such as the black demon and wolf blood have returned to their original state, and even their own cultivation has begun to make great progress.

Especially the black devil, his strength can communicate with the core of hell, and he has reached the immortal supreme realm of two eras of cultivation.

The same goes for Lao Duan Dao and Lao Miscellaneous Mao who were silent.

The knowledge of these generals is naturally not comparable to Ye Fantian, even if they have the inheritance of hell, they cannot be compared with them.

"Corruption?" He chewed the meaning of these two words in a low voice.

"Yes, decay! The power of hell is unimaginable, but after this hell is divided into eighteen layers, it is obvious that someone will discover this. Since these eighteen layers of hell can be discovered, The other party will also choose to study and destroy them, probably because they are afraid that one day they will gather all these eighteen layers of hell, and now it seems that these two layers of hell should have been rotten!" With a trace of evil spirit, he spoke slowly.

Not only him, but the rest of the group also had the same expression on their faces, this is hell, this is their home, now this hell has not only been divided, but also rotten to [-] levels, which can be put on anyone I'm afraid they will all be unbearable and unable to contain the killing intent in their hearts.

It is also true that their performance is beyond reproach.

"Well...it seems so!"

Squinting his eyes, looking at the two trembling marks of hell, Ye Fantian's voice was indescribably indifferent, but everyone could feel the mighty and boundless power contained in Ye Fantian's body. At this time, the evil spirit was bursting out crazily, and two scarlet lights shot out from a pair of eyes, which evolved into two terrifying blood-colored dragons dancing wildly in the void.

The shattered traces turned into deep ravine-like gestures, which was very frightening.

A chill began to grow in the hearts of the old Duan Dao and other generals. They felt that Ye Fantian in front of them was really angry, and the source of all this was the Dark Martial Arts League.

"Is it rotten?" Ye Fantian murmured in his mouth.

The scarlet eyes of the eyes are constantly flickering, and the hands have created a series of complicated marks: "Even if it is rotten, so what, I am the master of hell now, controlled by the supreme prison emperor, even if I am rotten, This hell is also under my control, now I will restore you!"

The hands created countless imprints, each with infinite fluctuations.

The ancient divine pattern began to be born.

"boom"

A phantom appeared.

Behind Ye Fantian slowly released his powerful pressure.

The aura of hell broke through the sky, smashed one side of the shackles, and continuously transmitted countless brilliance from the void it hit, and even bursts of mourning began to appear in the depths of the universe.

angry!

Unlimited anger!

Ye Fantian's eyes were glowing with divine light, and the brilliance was very dazzling.

He opened his eyes as if he could cover everything, but he was cautious, looking at the two marks of hell in front of him as if he were facing two treasures.

"In the name of my Prison Emperor, infuse him with the glory of hell, come back!"

The voice resounded slowly, and just as Ye Fantian's words fell, suddenly the hell in this body suddenly surged out one after another with huge wills.

"Boom...boom...boom...!"

Huge vibrations began to appear, and all the creatures from hell stared wide-eyed at the emergence of all this, and the overwhelming will continued to surge out.

There is the will of the general, the fluctuations of the gods of hell, and the figure of a fallen demon...

"This... This is the fluctuation of hell, which comes from the ancient will of hell. In existence and hell, the aura of countless strong men is beginning to change!" The corner of Lao Duan Dao's mouth trembled.

With an extremely excited look on his face.

Such a change clearly shows that the current Ye Fantian has been completely accepted by hell, and his identity has also begun to be completely recognized by hell.

At this time, the close connection between hell and Ye Fantian brought out the glory of hell and shrouded the two hell marks.

"Om..."

A strange sound began to be released on the body of these two hell marks, and suddenly, the countless lines on them were released and bloomed in unison, and the crackling sound came out quickly.

"Fusion!"

Ye Fantian roared loudly in his heart.

At this time, the hell has not been fully integrated, and there is still a gap of eight levels in the eighteen levels of hell. At this time, Ye Fantian has beaten out the original power of hell, which is quite difficult.

But at this moment, in the picture of the Eight Parts of the Saha, a powerful aura quickly poured into Ye Fantian's body, and Ye Fantian and hell instantly became inseparable.

That is a mark of hell!

There is actually a mark of hell in the picture of the Eight Parts of the Saha?

"If you don't come out at this time, when will you wait!"

Feeling that the aura of hell became extremely strong in an instant, Ye Fantian's heart was shaken and strange, but he didn't dare to be careless. With a loud drink, he quickly merged the two hell marks...