Chapter 534 The Battle of Hell
The power of hell released without degree is blessing the ten-mile giant demon body. Liu Xing can't think of how the demon body of the split god will appear here, but at this time, the split body of the heavenly king prison demon stepped over and hit him with a heavy punch.
The ghost demon king stood there, holding his hands and looking at him blankly.
"Fight..." A cruel and excited smile appeared on his mouth, like an old cat who had been waiting for a long time. Finally, a white mouse came, but had to tease first, waiting for the most interesting scene to happen.
"The sea of bitterness is boundless..." The bitter monk said his nonsense.
The pressure here is like nine mountains at the same time. There is nowhere to avoid, and people will be crushed in an instant.
Liu Xingwei can do his best to reach the level of the ancestor of cosmic stardust. At this time, he raised his crazy wave energy. He turned his hands, pushed forward, and turned ten fingers at the same time.
At this time, he did not take out the ancient god's blood knife or his own Pantian axe, but fell out a thunder waterfall rune.
... The rune lines like the Yangtze River flew out of the hand and piled up the thunder waterfall into a Fu mountain more than ten miles high. The dark clouds were pushed up high, and the uneasiness was getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly, the thunder light collapsed from the clouds, and the world trembled, and the endless thunder was roaring in this sinking world. It exploded.
At this moment, Liu Xing has become the birth of Thor. The thunder in his eyes flashes, his hands are full of thunder charms, and his whole body is wrapped in blue and white thunder.
The Demon Lord of the Ghost Domain looked at Liu Xing, who suddenly turned into Lei Xiu, and the cruelty at the corners of his mouth became stronger and stronger. He stood still and did not move, and the bloody body of the Heavenly King's Prison Demon had collided with the endless thunder.
Flying flesh and blood.
Thunderfall passed through his punch, through the fist wave, covering his whole body...
I have to say that Liu Xing is smart. This move is much more powerful than the split of the ancient god's blood knife, and it also causes the greatest damage to the distraction.
The thunder and light fainted, and Liu Xing had already flown up. Only then did he show the ancient god blood knife in his hand. A move of Xingyu Luo Dao is his strongest martial arts skill. He has to be in the fastest time, except for this distraction...
The knife light is released in no amount, and one knife is equal to 10,000 knives at the same time. Liu Xing's cultivation consumed by this knife has passed as much as ten...
It was not until this time that the ghost demon king's eyes shrank, and the bitter monk in the hell refining river shook his head slightly and muttered, "bitter,... shouldn't be,...strong!"
His empty eyes couldn't help shrinking, but there were no waves in it.
"Huh! Very good!" The demon king of the ghost realm snorted, and as soon as the voice passed, the space moved slightly. He suddenly raised his hand and scratched out!
With such a gentle stroke, a Yanhe has appeared in front of him. In the Yanhe River, countless ghost skeletons surged from the Yanhe River. Thousands of ghost skeletons, one by one, their eyes were empty, and the evil spirit of Taoism condensed and formed in space, turning to Liu Xing and trapped...
The world suddenly seemed to be far apart. Liu Xing's knife had rushed out a few miles away like thunder, but he found that this knife was extremely far away from the ghost demon king, and the huge ancient god blood knife could no longer touch the other party.
Boom...
A knife is split on the Yanhe River, and the space is full of skeleton bones flying. In the Yanhe River, Mars is burning around Liu Xing.
"Be careful, teenager..." A sad voice spread far into the mind. Liu Xing was shocked and flew back...
Suddenly, a finger appeared in front of him, like a giant pillar, overturning towards him...
Liu Xing did not hesitate any more. He raised his hands and held them to his chest, and a vast breath gushed out of his hands. His soul weapon, Pantian Axe, rushed out of his body and appeared in his hand. He had a magic hand on the dark green color and chopped it down...
The great power of Pantian Axe is so great. Previously, in the realm of Liu Xing's divine power, he only waved one or two times, and all his power could not support him to wave more. Although his cultivation is as high as the ancestor of cosmic stardust, Liu Xing still feels so heavy every time he waved it.
...Boom! The axe light pushed it out with the uneasiness of space.
The ghost demon king was shocked. This vast atmosphere caught him off guard.
The bitter monk suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked forward in surprise and shock. What flashed in his eyes was no longer in the turbid light, but the starlight was faint, and the divine light floated...
"This...this is Pantian Axe...The descendant of Pantian God..."
empty......
... The magic finger is broken! The Yan River is broken! The great skill of controlling the world across the world is also broken in front of the pan-sky axe. Liu Xing stepped back to the Demon Lord of the Ghost Domain and waved his axe down again!
"Go to hell!"
In the majestic and awe-in shouting, Liu Xing's second axe split over without stopping.
Only then did the ghost demon king show a look of fear. His body was slightly shocked, and he had suddenly retreated ten miles away. As soon as he raised his hand, a ghost soldier appeared in his hand. The flame of the hell refining river flowed in his hand, and a three-mile giant hellfire knife hit Liu Xing's rushing Pantian axe.
"Okay, let me see your Pantian Axe!"
A more cruel smile appeared in his eyes, and with a wave of the knife, the thirteen layers of hell on the disgrace are shaking, sending the great power of hell to his knife body. He is drawing the power of hell to fight against Liu Xing!
Boom...
The vast axe light sank into the hellfire and collided with the ghost soldier!
The impact wave twisted and collapsed. The hall behind the demon king of the ghost domain that had been sacrificed for hundreds of years collapsed. The hell refining river was twisting and rising, and the space was full of hell flames. Liu Xing and the demon king of the ghost domain and the bitter monk were in a world of flame collapse at the same time.
Liu Xing drumed up his blazing sun real fire, spread a magnificent power wave outside his body, and protected himself. Now Liu Xing, for this kind of hellfire, it is impossible to hurt him. In his own sea of divine thoughts, the nine earthly yin fire condensed stars obtained by the hell refining Hanoi have made him feel like being in a warm Just like in the water, there is no injury.
"Okay, very good!" A trace of madness appeared on the face of the ghost demon king.
"It's great, and it's the descendant of Pantian God." The bitter monk's face was excited, and his suffering and tortured appearance made him smile very hard and looked very awkward.
"It seems that my brother's death is not your luck, good, good..."
The demon king of the ghost domain said a few times in a row, and then opened his hands slightly and hugged Liu Xingxu...
"Flash!" The bitter monk shouted.
... In the thirteenth hell, time and space suddenly stopped, and the pressure from all directions between heaven and earth closed to Liu Xing at the same time, and the whole ancient three layers of hell closed to a point.
Kaka...
The body made a slight noise, and the huge pressure made Liu Xing's body in a situation of breaking with a blow...