The demon emperor of all worlds

Chapter 486
Chapter 487

Looking at the sound, you can see waves of roars resounding in the sea of ​​blood below. As the newly born nether hell shakes rapidly, an extremely terrifying breath comes from below, and within a few short breaths, Time then swept across an area of ​​hundreds of kilometers!

"Pfft!"

Blood spewed out of the mouth, a monk was in extremely poor condition at this moment, and the existence under the hypocrisy fell directly from midair to the ground at this moment, one by one holding the ground with both hands, and the cold sweat on his forehead and body continued to flow With a look of horror and fear all over his face, he said, "What kind of power is this? A saint? Or is it above a saint?"

"This coercion is too strong, what kind of existence does it come from?"

"It's terrible, it's terrible, just the sweep of coercion, I can clearly feel the wave of death approaching me!"

"..."

At this moment, all the existences below the false saints were stunned. The sense of powerlessness and death made their inner desire for cultivation extremely strong, but more of them were helpless.

After all, the huge gap in cultivation is indeed beyond their reach, and it is extremely difficult for them to even move now.

"uh-huh!"

At the same time, muffled humming sounds continued to resound in mid-air.

It can be seen that the situation of Di Jun and others is not very good at the moment. Although they have reached the level of false saints, the result has not changed much. Under that power, even Di Jun is powerless.

Although he can still stand in mid-air, it is extremely difficult to even move at this moment. The only one who can move freely is Houtu who has advanced to the level of Saint Dzogchen.

It's just that Houtu's complexion is not very good at this moment, cold sweat is continuously overflowing from his forehead, and the Eye of Samsara on his forehead is quietly opened at this moment, and a depressive atmosphere rises and permeates.

Rumbling--

Rumbling--

The explosion was still going on, and the endless roar resounded throughout the room. The netherworld was constantly shaking, and a depressive atmosphere rose up, making people feel strong anxiety and fear.

Suddenly, the demon emperor's eyes between Dijun's brows opened, and a strong aura rose up. He raised his head and shouted: "Houtu!"

"Quickly suppress him, or the Underworld will be broken, and we will all die!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks in the audience suddenly woke up like a dream.

They were still under that powerful coercion just now, but they didn't think about what was behind this matter.

Under such circumstances, once the Nether Underworld is shattered, there will be absolutely no good things waiting for them, and they will all die here as Di Jun said.

After all, before the thing came out, it had suppressed them on the ground with coercion and could not move. If it continued, the consequences would naturally be self-evident.

Thinking of this, the group of people panicked to the extreme.

In the next second, they couldn't care about other things anymore, and each of them said with difficulty: "Sage Houtian, please take action to suppress hell!"

"Sage of Houtu, please have mercy on the common people!"

"The sage of Houtu..."

Under the threat of death, everyone has gone mad.

In order to be able to survive successfully, they have already ignored other things, and even can't wait to let Houtu get rid of this threat.

Hearing this, Houtu also came back to his senses as if waking up from a dream, but the expression on his face was extremely ugly, not for other reasons, because she was very aware of the seriousness of this matter, and she knew better that even if she was There is no possibility of going all out to match the existence under the Nether Hell, even...

Even now, she still has the chance and possibility to escape. Once she really does, she will have no choice, even...

"Break it for me!"

At this moment, a low voice resounded.

Following the prestige, I saw Dijun's figure quietly appearing in the area under the sea of ​​blood, with his arms outstretched and the power of his body spinning wildly, the power of dark order swept across and imprisoned all eleven ancestor witches in the area. As long as he has a thought, he can wipe them all out.

After finishing all this, Di Jun took a deep breath, then raised his head to look at Houtu in mid-air and said, "Houtu, if this emperor dies, then all ancestor witches will be buried with him!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell silent.

Everyone didn't care about resisting the powerful coercion at this moment, and raised their heads with the strength they didn't know where it came from, all their eyes were focused on Di Jun, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

They never thought that Dijun would stand up at such a critical moment and directly threaten Houtu with the safety of the Eleven Ancestral Witches. Stance.

"Di Jun!"

Houtu also came back to his senses, and after taking a look at the scenery on the ground, there was a hint of anger on his face. He still cared about his inner thoughts and other emotions, and gritted his teeth: "If you dare to act recklessly, , then I will kill and destroy the entire monster clan!"

Hearing this, Di Jun's expression changed slightly, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. He was very clear about the priority of this matter, and even more clearly, the two sides were in a state of hostility from beginning to end, and there was no way to recover. possibility.

Thinking of this, Di Jun couldn't care less about other things, and slowly raised his head and said, "Hou Tu Ancestral Witch, this emperor admits that he did not do it openly, but there is no room for negotiation on this matter!"

"Now, immediately, immediately suppress Nether, this emperor does not want the reincarnation just established to be broken, let alone the things in it escape!"

At this moment, Di Jun showed his sharpness!

The Six Paths of Reincarnation has been established, seeing that he is about to complete the resurrection of the Seven Sons, and seeing that many things will continue within the scope of his plan, how can they be allowed to simply destroy it like this,

"you……"

Opening his mouth, Houtu's face became even more ugly at this moment.

She could see Di Jun's unquestionable posture and appearance, and knew better what would happen if she didn't suppress him.

The Eleventh Patriarchal Witch is now in the hands of Di Jun, and life and death are in his mind. Under such circumstances, unless she doesn't care about the life and death of the Eleventh Patriarchal Witch, otherwise, they will all die here, even...

After a long time, Houtu calmed down. After taking a deep look at Di Jun, he gritted his teeth and said, "Demon Emperor, you are cruel!"

After finishing speaking, she didn't hesitate any more, and floated into the range of Nether Hell, stretched her arms, and shouted in a low voice: "Suppress me!"

(End of this chapter)