064 Tragic First Battle

The hall looked very empty, and several huge stone pillars stood up the whole hall.

And on the wall of the hall is a big gray bird, either soaring or diving. His eyes are like electricity. Even if they are painted on the wall, and it seems that some patterns have begun to fade for a long time, but they are still see the coldness, a kind of coldness straight into the soul.

"Xiaohui, are you like this when you grow up?" Wu Chenfeng looked at the little one in front of him.

Xiaohui nodded solemnly, then stirred his wings and took Wuchenfeng to the depths of the hall.

The more you go inside, the brighter it will be.

When entering the deepest part of the hall, the light suddenly increased to the extreme. Wuchenfeng did not feel that his eyes narrowed and returned to normal in an instant. It was like in the dark, suddenly a strong light shining on your eyes, and naturally there would be a black feeling in front of him.

Wuchenfeng fixed his eyes and saw that the source of the light was a golden ball spinning in mid-air.

The golden ball escaped the golden light between the continuous rotation, and it was this wisp of golden light that actually lit up the whole hall.

As soon as Xiaohui saw the golden ball, tears hung in his eyes.

Feeling the sadness in Xiaohui's heart, Wu Chenfeng sighed.

The little gray wings moved and flew out of the gray light mask all the way to the golden ball.

Little gray slowly approached the golden ball.

Suddenly, the originally quiet golden ball suddenly moved, and countless golden silk lines came out of the golden ball into Xiaohui's body.

"Wow"

Xiaohui screamed in pain, and his figure also changed back to his original shape in a moment.

Although Xiaohui's wings have spread for more than 3,000 meters, this hall can still easily accommodate Xiaohui's body.

When "Xiaohui" Wuchenfeng saw Xiaohui's painful appearance, he was anxious and was about to step out of the gray aperture.

However, although Xiaohui's expression was extremely ferocious because of pain, he faintly revealed his reassurance to Wuchenfeng.

Wu Chenfeng frowned. Although it seemed that your golden ball must be beneficial to Xiaohui, Wu Chenfeng couldn't bear to see Xiaohui's painful appearance for a while.

"Boom"

Just as the golden ball turned into a golden streamer into the body of the ash, there were bursts of whining in the hall.

The whine kept echoing in the hall, as if it had been bound for too long, and kept roaring excitedly.

"buzz"

Wuchenfeng's face changed, and the whining sound actually seemed to be a soul attack, directly piercing the soul defense of Wuchenfeng and entering the sea of knowledge of Wuchenfeng.

"Sum"

The crystal sent by Li Lifeng in front of Wuchenfeng's chest also instantly formed a layer of purple soul defense barrier in the sea of Wuchenfeng's knowledge.

Previously, when he was on Naihe Bridge, because Meng Po attacked with the help of Sansheng Stone, the purple soul defense barrier could not resist such soul attacks at all. However, now because the sound in the hall is very scattered, and the sea of knowledge of Wuchenfeng has expanded to 1,500 kilometers, which should have been It is only the soul strength in the middle of Jindan, so, coupled with the purple crystal soul defense barrier, it stubbornly blocked the soul attack.

However, Wuchenfeng also had a lingering lingering heart, and the soul attack came too suddenly.

"Ji-jiu"

Suddenly, Xiaohui, who was fused with the golden ball, saw Wu Chenfeng being attacked by the strange sound. He was furious and cried suddenly.

Sudenly, the whine was much lower.

Wu Chenfeng's face was solemn, cross-legged on the ground, and his consciousness was reunified. The power of Zhenyuan in Dantian was running rapidly and resisting the soul attack with all his strength.

Although the strangeness has become much smaller, it seems to have identified Wuchenfeng, concentrating on the sea of divine knowledge of Wuchenfeng.

In the sea of divine consciousness, the waves of divine consciousness roared, attacking with the strange sound of resisters again and again.

In the mysterious hall, a huge gray bird's whole body is surrounded by golden silk threads and suspended in mid-air, while a man sits on the ground, shrouded in gray light.

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Yindu Mountain.

The battle is still going on.

"Heart sword, a sword breaks through the sky" Zhang Liyuan shouted, and the little sword that kept shuttling through the void suddenly turned into a huge sword across the sky.

The giant sword kept entering the void, and then appeared from another place. The next time, they did some damage to the dark dragon, which was completely condensed by the dark aura.

However, the dark dragon is completely gathered by dark aura. Although it is not as good as the real dark dragon in combat effectiveness, it is better than fighting.

Even if it is dispersed, it can still gather the dark aura.

So, this is a little strong that can't be beaten.

"Wow" the dark dragon roared, and its claws kept grasping Zhang Liyuan's heart sword, but the speed of the heart sword was too fast.

Due to the influence of Zhang Liyuan's spirit, the ghosts brought by the Lord of the Netherworld have been completely annihilated.

And the human union monks who were already at a disadvantage are like the addition of a large number of Yuanying monks, and the war situation is also beginning to be in a stage of holding each other.

Now, the most important thing about the war between the human world and the underworld is the battle between Zhang Liyuan and the Lord of the Underworld. If Zhang Liyuan wins, there is still hope of victory in the human world. However, if Zhang Liyuan loses, there is no possibility of victory in the human world.

Therefore, the battle between Zhang Liyuan and the Lord of the Underworld has attracted everyone's attention.

However, all human monks began to feel desperate.

Zhang Liyuan is strong, but is it possible to surpass a lord of the underworld who is already a fairy?

"Dead" Zhang Liyuan cut down with his right hand.

"Boom"

Finally, under the sneak attack of the heart sword again and again, the dark dragon, which was completely gathered by dark aura, completely collapsed and turned into a dark aura, scattered between heaven and earth.

Zhang Liyuan's face was a little pale, but his eyes still looked sharply at the Lord of the Underworld, who was still smiling.

Strong, this is an irresistible enemy.

It's just that Zhang Liyuan has no choice.

Even if the soul is destroyed, you have to fight!

"Lord of the Underworld, my human world is not suitable for you. Why do you have to occupy my human world?" Zhang Liyuan said in a low voice, and the sword of his heart turned into a streamer constantly shuttled beside Zhang Liyuan.

"Ha ha, indeed, the human world is not suitable for our ghosts." The Lord of the underworld nodded and agreed, "However, some things can't be controlled even by me"

If the ghost of the underworld has not reached the realm of ghosts and handsome, it will immediately disappear when exposed to the sun. Therefore, all the ghosts brought by the Lord of the underworld this time are above the realm of ghosts.

"You have stood at the top of the mortal world, and who else can make you give in," Zhang Liyuan said strangely.

The protagonist of the underworld pointed to the sky and smiled helplessly.

"Hehe, you're a good boy. I've already said everything I should have said."

"Now I will show you the power of immortals, and there will be no regrets for you to die," the Lord of the Underworld laughed.

Zhang Liyuan's face was pale, looking up at the sky, and his eyes were red. "God, why? Why destroy our human world?"

"Have we really done something irreparable?"

Zhang Liyuan asked the sky silently over and over again.