Chapter 197 Confrontation

As if coming from the horizon, the figure gradually walked towards the altar step by step. The steady pace and strong momentum are like the classic scene of the protagonist in the movie.

Lin Youyou sat on a cloud-like mass of things and looked down. When he saw Luo Henghui deliberately put on such a dick poss, he endured for a long time and could not resist the unconscious ** of his mouth.

Although he didn't seem to do it on purpose, his behavior still made Lin Youyou subconsciously goose bumps.

A pair of N, can he play?

Lin Youyou frowned and turned his eyes back to the altar. Lin Han lay on his side on the ground, yawning one by one, as if he was not worried at all. Does this bastard know that someone will come to save him, or does he really think he is sure?

Anyway, before he came, Luo Henghui had discussed with himself. He tried to contain the old king of hell and others, and he was responsible for floating over after the altar was led away and Lin Han's failure to escape, and he floated over one of the two freely retractable things in the ghost tools he gave himself with tea earlier. Yun Ye pulled it up.

Looking at the figure who walked in step by step, the old king of the world was not moved. He has long known that he will take action, so naturally he will not be unprepared here.

Raising his big hand, a semi-circular cover rose around the altar, covering him together with Lin Han and Yunye.

The characteristic of this cover is that it is difficult to penetrate from the outside to the inside, but it can easily get out from the inside. It is appropriate to fight against the current situation.

Luo Henghui saw it from afar, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Naturally, he knew the boundary and had no doubt that he would use it at this moment.

"Block him." After saying that, the old king of hell turned around. With the power of the underworld and the acanth around him, it may not be enough to fight against him, but there was no problem to resist him outside the boundary until his ceremony was completed.

"Oh." A chuckle seemed to come from a distant place, and it seemed to be in his ear. Luo Henghui still had that unruly smile on his face, "Are you sure you can enjoy your sacrifices at ease without cleaning me first?"

The old king of the world walked to the center of the altar and paused slightly, frowned and turned around. Maybe it's a bluff, or maybe he has a chip in his hand.

"Or, do you really think I'm not sure at all, just run over alone and fight with so many of you?" As Luo Henghui said, he had already walked to the bottom of the altar, raised his head, and put his hands leisurely in his pockets. The smile on his face was confident and calm, as if in his eyes, everything in front of him seemed to be just a very weak resistance.

This kind of look should only belong to people with absolute power, but he... doesn't deserve it!

The old king of hell's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of haze flashed in his already dark eyes. Even he has never had such a wanton attitude. How dare this boy treat himself with such a tone and expression?

"Well, I wanted to let you live two more days for the face of my brother's son, but now it doesn't seem to be necessary." After saying that, he said to Cang Fu, who was standing outside the boundary, "Kill him at all costs."

"Yes." Cang Fu bowed his body slightly, at all costs, which was equivalent to - even if he took his own life, he would not hesitate.

The white figure flashed and appeared not far away from Luo Henghui.

Luo Henghui still had a confident smile on the corners of his mouth and looked at Cang Fu in front of him: "I'm sorry, I don't want to fight with you. What I want to deal with is that old guy."

"It's not up to you to decide who you want to fight." Cang Fu's face also had a smile. Unlike Luo Henghui, his gentle smile seemed to have never changed since Lin Youyou first saw him.

Yunye, who was tied to the center of the boundary, sat up hard and stretched his neck to look at the place where her brother's relics were placed. He couldn't reach it, as if he could not move halfway from being placed in the center of the boundary.

The little face turned red, and he resisted the tears in his eyes. He looked at the jade unwillingly again, and then raised his head and looked at the half-hearted.

Since my brother was still alive, he followed him, taking care of himself and helping him deal with all kinds of troubles and things. After his brother's death, he had also been by his side, and now... he stood there with his back to himself and his duty. It seemed that as long as the old king of hell gave an order, even if he picked up his weapon and took his life, he would not hesitate to execute it.

Cang Fu's hands opened slightly on his side, and several gray vines came out of the ground beside him like lightning and hit Luo Henghui.

A series of "pop, pop, pop" sounded, and the vines were knocked down by an equally lightning-like figure, with a large amount of dust.

When the vines fell to the ground, the man bent down, covered his mouth, and made a series of coughs.

Cang Qian's eyes narrowed, and the indifferent smile also disappeared from his face. Looking at the man who suddenly came out of the ground and interrupted his attack on Luo Henghui, Cang Fu slowly spit out two words: "Cha Cha."

The woolen hat swayed gently on her head with the sound of her cough, as if it would fall off at any time. Her originally white face was covered with dust at this time. She raised her hand and fanned it in front of her face a few times before she finally breathed a little fresh air from the pile of dust. Chacha frowned and stared at Luo Henghui. "Well, come over slowly and let me dig a hole here and jump out? Do you know that this is a lot of damage to beauty!"

Luo Henghui shrugged his shoulders at her: "I'm sorry, I'm not a woman. How can I know?"

Cha Cha took a deep breath, and his face, which had been laughing, was a little red. He raised his slender fingers and pointed to Luo Henghui's nose: "If it weren't for Your Highness and my sister, the ghost would help you! Don't want me to help you again!!"

Luo Henghui still had that slap on his face, as if he didn't hear the words of Cha Cha. He said to Cang Fu, who was standing in front of them, "Well, I'll give you back what you said just now, 'It's not up to you who you want to fight with.'"

Cang Qian's eyes were gloomy for a moment. Looking at Cha Cha, several vines came out again, and Cha Cha's face was still angry with an angry face. It flashed in front of him, and the huge golden boundary resisted the front of the vines.

"Uncle, do you want to come down and get close to your nephew?" Luo Henghui didn't seem to see the two people who were around at all. He still raised his chin high and looked up at the altar, with his hands still in his trouser pockets.

"Well, you don't deserve it." The old king's voice was dull as if it came from the ground, and he ordered the underworld guards around him, "Block him."

"Are you sure?" The smile on Luo Henghui's face deepened, and his eyes also narrowed slightly, as if with a trace of pity and full interest.

The old king of hell frowned and suddenly looked around the altar. One by one, the underworld guards standing around the altar stood still as if they had not heard anything, and did not move.

"How dare you disobey my orders!" Although I don't know what method he used, now it seems that... they have rebelled against these underworld guards who should only be ordered by the king of hell!

Half-hearted turned around and bowed slightly to the king of the king: "Your Highness, we are not disobeying your order."

The old king of death suppressed his anger. If there was no Luo Henghui below now, he would not hesitate to kill this group of things that crawl inside and outside.

Although I didn't hear the old king of hell ask me anything more, I still half bent down and said calmly, "We only obey the orders of 'His Royal Highness of Hell', and now..." With that, half of my heart straightened up and looked at the old king of hell, "In the underworld, now the two kings stand side by side. Both hells are accepted and admitted by the underworld, so we should obey the orders of two people, not just a highness. As subordinates, we are not qualified or have no reason to participate in the dispute and battle between you and the new Yan Jun. Because we are just the underworld under the throne of hell.

Her husband, the king of death, raised his chin, squinted his eyes, and shot sharply into the middle of his heart: "So it. It seems that you are using this method to convince these wall grass."

His words were for Luo Henghui, although he did not look at him.

Luo Henghui shrugged his shoulders and said innocently, "Sorry, we didn't say anything. I just said hello to Chacha. As for others, we really didn't say anything.

That is to say, it is these people who consciously and spontaneously identify themselves, and no one has promised them anything?

The old king of hell sneered and looked down at Luo Henghui: "Do you want to use this kind of words to show that I have lost the hearts of the underworld?"

Luo Henghui still shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows: "This is just the rule of the underworld. As long as you can kill me, sacrifice the lives of the new king of hell and Yunye in exchange for your immortality and powerful power, they will still be your subordinates. And now - it's just a special period."

There is a strong joke in the voice. How can my husband, the king of the abyrin, not hear it?

Since that group of losers can't count on it, they can only rely on themselves now.

Thinking about it, the old king of the world walked out of the boundary step by step and walked down the altar.