Chapter 702 Meeting the King 7
That kind of pure black spiritual power carries the aura of destroying everything.

Like flying down in the clear sky, it arrives in the direction of Lama Temple in Wuji Mountain in an instant.

"Boom." All of a sudden, there was a loud bang that shook the world.

The majestic power directly shook the mountains and trembled, and the sky and the earth were darkened.

The clouds and mists that had shrouded the mountains dissipated in an instant.

Reveal the true color of the ridiculous mountain inside.

"The king of hell?" The immortal uncle in Lama Temple, who had looked at him coldly, raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and looked at the huge black beam of light.

The king of hell has come in person.

"Go and inform the mountain owner."

"Yes."

Just as the Immortal Master gave a low shout, one of them was wearing a black gold iron robe, with sleeves flying from the black beam of light from top to bottom.

Eerie and iron-hard, eerie and ferocious.

As soon as this person came out, the whole world was darkened.

That thick dark aura devours everything.

"King." As soon as this person appeared, the black hell masters who had already appeared everywhere all turned around and bowed to him.

The uniform iron hardness brought a chilling wind.

The man was cold, and his face could not be seen clearly in the dark.

It's just that in the chill all over his body, he suddenly raised his hand high.

Immediately, the huge dark beam of light turned in the air and rushed towards the black stone peak.

"Bang." The sky was full of light, flying sand and rocks.

In the middle of the air, there was no color at all.

Only the quicksand flying in the sky.

Flying sand and rocks, darkness shrouded.

The fierce momentum shot out, and the world was in chaos.

In this chaos, the huge black stone peak began to crack from the top.

Immediately after crackling, the mountain shattered.

Countless boulders rolled down from both sides.

The swarthy black stone peak exploded with a bang from the middle.

Then, I saw the hell king clasping his five fingers in the air.

Suddenly, a huge suction force rose rapidly from bottom to top.

A figure was lifted up from under the Black Rock Peak in an instant.

His face was pale and his body was covered with scars.

The chains on his body were imprisoned layer by layer, but his expression did not diminish the slightest arrogance.

It's not who Di Sha is.

(End of this chapter)

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