Chapter 444 The Man in Black

"Bastard, unforgivable, unforgivable!"

At this time, Xu Moti didn't want to care about Sheng Luo's monitoring of his base, but was a little angry with this bastard. The Bliss Hall headquarters, which he has been building for half a century, was attacked, but he was angry and had a fear, because he intuitively felt that the attacker was the spokesperson of hell.

That horrible guy.

One swept Liuhe, and the other swept Europe and Asia. Both of them established the most powerful empire in the world at that time, and the two were the proud sons who swept the world.

And these two people are also the existence of a nine-level paradise, which is also forced by the power of eight-level hell. As a result, one dies with the nine-level heaven. Although the other was attacked and died, it is also an indisputable fact that the power of heaven is greatly damaged.

What is the meaning of the existence of the whole sacred alliance?

As high-level officials, San Luo and Xu Mo are very clear.

It's not Kunlun, Xuanyuan, Penglai, or the spokesperson of the heavenly court in front of you, but the spokesperson of hell, the master of hell who takes the strongest as the law. All means and rules float in front of the strongest law for a long time. This is also the horror of hell. There is no law loophole. To deal with it, you can only defeat him with strength, which is why the nine-level hell has to take the following strategy to deal with them.

He has the strongest power, which is more frightening than anyone else.

In front of the various means of heaven, two generations of hell spokespersons can stand on the commanding heights with absolute strength, and these two generations of hell spokespersons make the spokespersons of the whole sacred alliance inherit a lingering nightmare in their hearts.

"It's him, he's back. As I said, he didn't die. He really didn't die.

There is a kind of anger and trembling in San Luo's illusory voice.

"Hell!" Xu Moti gritted his teeth, but under the pressure of various legends within the Holy League, he did not dare to provoke at all. On the other side, Qinghao's face was also extremely solemn, and Guanghe and others were a little puzzled and said, "What are they talking about?"

Qinghao took a look at them. The spokesperson has always been a taboo in Kunlun. Over time, many people do not know this word, but in the highest ranks, they still know what the spokesperson represents. It is not convenient for Qinghao to say it. He can only say, "A legendary person with the power to destroy everything has appeared. . "

"Mys."

Several people took a deep breath.

No wonder the seventh super master of the Holy League has a sense of fear.

The Prince of East looked at the madman in the picture with an excited face. He was extremely excited. Even the wine gourd was pinched up because of his excitement. The wine was spilled all over the ground, and he was not distressed. His eyes were excited and his eyes kept flashing. Ye Xi pulled him and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"He will come. He's really back." Prince Dong put one hand on Ye Xi's shoulder and strongly suppressed the excitement in his heart: "He's back, haha, haha."

After saying a few words, I couldn't help laughing.

However, at this time, cracks suddenly appeared in the influence of the void. Sheng Luo's face turned red, and his eyes showed incredible eyes. He only heard a crack, and a sound like broken glass came. Everyone was shocked, because in the position of the original influence, a black robe with The man with a black veil stood in vain.

Those dark eyes are like mysterious black gems, which makes people extremely easy to fall into it.

"Yes, it's you."

Sheng Luo's original sweaty figure immediately became a real existence, and the fantasy disappeared.

"I said, put away your useless illusion when you see me." The voice of the man in black was a little cold.

St. Luo's eyes were gloomy and he looked at the man in black coldly.

"Xu Moti, hand over the Royal Dragon Map and spare your life." The man in black looked at Xu Moti and said coldly.

Xumati's face was gloomy and terrible, but he didn't dare to go forward. His hands clicked and clicked: "Don't think about it."

"Don't eat a toast."

The man in black said coldly, waved his hand and smashed out fiercely. The Xu Moti was smashed out without any obstruction. At the same time, an old golden scroll appeared in front of the man in black, and it was faintly visible that there seemed to be a golden dragon printed on the yellow scroll. At the same time, a powerful breath from the god of death swept the audience, and everyone seemed to be pressed with a thousand pounds of stone in their hearts, and even their low strength was a little breathless.

This move greatly changed the face of Qinghao beside him.

Damn it, this Sumati is at least an eighth-level spokesperson. He approached the threshold of nine-level, and was easily knocked down? Are you looking at how San Luo doesn't dare to take action?

Is this guy a hell?

Is this the strength of hell?

Holding the Royal Dragon Picture in one hand, the man in black turned his back to Kunlun and his party and said coldly, "Go back and tell Kunlun about the group of wastes. Don't forget hell, Kunlun is restless!"

"Wait."

The Eastern Prince stepped forward and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Do you want me to kill you?" The man in black asked coldly.

"Not bad." Dongwang is fair.

"Then you should also know the end of death in my hands." The man in black said coldly, "Prince of the East, if it weren't for your help to him, I would have killed you a hundred years ago. Think about the meaning of your life.

After saying that, the man in black's body flashed and disappeared without a trace.

The Eastern King stood there with a kind of incomparable loneliness.

"I will take care of the Xuanyuan sword of the Shennong Xuanyuan clan. If you want to take back the Xuanyuan sword, make your own choice."

The cold sound came.

The faces of the Xuanyuan family changed greatly. The Xuanyuan sword was taken away by that man?

"Who the hell is he?"

"He is really alive." Qinghao's face was extremely solemn, obviously because of the sentence that hell is immortal, and Kunlun is restless.

If the spokesperson of hell reappears in the world, then Kunlun is afraid that it will suffer a devastating disaster.

"Who the hell is this man?" Guanghe said, "How dare you be so arrogant?"

"He is qualified to be arrogant." Qing Hao said in a low voice, "If it's really him, all the old debts will be on Kunlun's head. You can go back immediately and tell the leader about this matter. Naturally, he is very clear about the power. Uncle Xuanyuan, this matter is of great importance. Please also tell the head of Xuanyuan that it is related to the survival of Kunlun Xuanyuan. Don't be careless.

Xuanyuan obviously knew the strong strength of the visitors and nodded.

San Luo's body flashed and disappeared in place, and Sumati also left quickly and was not in the mood to stay here.

"Let's go."

The Eastern Prince sighed, turned around and left. Ye Xi hurriedly followed and said, "Old man, who is that guy? So arrogant?"

"People in hell are all death." Dongwang is fair.

"Hell?" Ye Xi shook his head and said, "I don't understand more and more. What does this mean by falling to the ground like this?

"It's just some strange people." Dong Wanggong said, "These people are very strange and weird. In short, one day you will face them directly."

Ye Xi looked at his expression and swallowed what he wanted to say.

He wanted to say, "The singing of that coquettish bag is very similar to that of my second brother. It's the same, very unpleasant."

At this time, Qin Yang, who was slaughtered far away from the bliss hall base, shivered all over and looked at the east, as if he wanted to see through his limits.

"Damn, what's wrong with this familiar breath?" Qin Yang scolded in his heart, "Is it the First Emperor of Qin who went out? It's impossible. A Xuanyuan sword won't let him walk out of the Qin Palace.

"You will know when you go back to check it. I feel that this breath is very similar to the origin of hell. Is it an incarnation similar to Guraqi?" The housekeeper said, "I think it's quite possible. The whereabouts of the three pieces of hell are still unknown. It's better to investigate as soon as possible."

"What the hell knows."

Qin Yang cursed in a low voice, "If it's a piece of hell, it's really okay. One by one, they can get along better than me.