Chapter 157 Sea of Swords

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The cold wind swept through the sad dead land and raised the ashes of the ground, like dancing in the yellow sand all over the sky, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

At this moment, in front of the mysterious palace whose name is unknown, several shadows pass quickly, and from time to time there is a sonorous sound, like a gong beating. With the passage of time, the rhythm actually becomes tense.

A flying knife that shuttled straight by suddenly drew a strange curve in mid-air, like a beluga whale coming out of the water, instantly stabbing the green giant in mid-air.

Hang!

As if it were a golden iron horse, the sound of sword collision came out quickly. Between the bursts of sparks, a six-leaf lotus suddenly bloomed in mid-air and fiercely bombed the green giant!

Boom!

A mass of smoke and dust rolled up, and the huge thing in mid-air fell to the ground and screamed on the ground of the ashes. In the end, the wailing gradually weakened and stopped abruptly.

"I didn't expect that this seemingly calm wasteland scorched earth is actually dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be plotted by this warcraft." Lin Qinglian walked towards Mo Yan, took a deep breath and said slowly.

At this moment, although the tuxedo is still straight, but under a round of fierce battle, it has already been stained with a lot of ashes. Especially the cool green silk, as if it had experienced the wind and frost, and lost the aura of the past!

It turned out that after Mo Yan and Lin Qing approached this mysterious palace, the scorched wasteland on the surface unexpectedly emerged from the ground from time to time to attack it unprepared. Although his strength was not extremely strong, he was extremely sinister. Seeing the wind steering the rudder, he immediately ran away and disappeared on this vast wasteland.

For a while, Mo Yan and Linqing had strength. Under such a dangerous terrain, they could hardly help this sinister warcraft. It took a lot of effort to gallop towards the mysterious palace along the way, and then killed seven or eight heads. However, compared with the Warcrafts that are still hidden here, the number is simply as few morning stars.

"Anyway, it is the wisest choice to enter this mysterious palace as soon as possible." Mo Yan said quickly, and as he spoke, he had stepped on the ground fiercely, like an arrow from the string, shooting towards the mysterious palace.

Woth! Suddenly, on the calm wilderness, ashes suddenly rose all over the sky, and countless sharp arrows shot from the front. The monsters lurking in the ashes actually flashed out one after another and killed them from all directions!

"Look for death! The crash is empty!" A fierce color flashed in Mo Yan's eyes, and suddenly twisted his body and slapped angrily. Between the cracks of the air, an invisible force field instantly enveloped the war beasts killed from all directions.

Lin Qingqian's shadow flashed, like a dancing wild goose, quickly stuck to Mo Yan's back, and the jade finger rotated as fast as gently plucking the strings, drawing a circle of sword spirit of wind and fire reincarnation to resist the arrow rain all over the sky.

There was no communication of words or any collision of eyes. In an instant, I understood the other party's thoughts. At this moment, the tacit understanding between Mo Yan and Lin Qing improved rapidly after stepping into this scorched earth plain!

Break broken! Dozens of demon-level warcraft with extremely fragile physical resistance to attack exploded and died one after another, turning into a blood mist all over the sky and sprinkled on the scorched earth where the ashes turned into a river.

"Go!" Mo Yan shouted coldly. As he spoke, he turned to the mysterious palace and galloped away.

As the distance gradually approached, I saw that in the dilapidated palace, there were carved beams and paintings, dragons and phoenixes, light and shadow glazes, mica screens, which were magnificent, magnificent and magnificent, just like the ancient palace, full of endless majesty.

In the mysterious palace, there are five lifelike stone statues standing in the left and right rows. In the atrium, there sat a stone statue full of majesty and holding a dragon-patterned crutches. His eyes were like iron, and the prince was selfless, just like the emperor.

"Ten Judges of Hell!" Mo Yan saw at a glance that in this mysterious palace, the five stone statues standing on the left and right are clearly the legendary ten hell judges in the hell in the Yanluo Hall - King Qin Guang, King of Chujiang, Emperor Song, the King of the Guan, the King of Yan Luo, the King of Equality, the King of Taishan, the King of the City, the King of Bian City and the King of the Wheel!

Among them, sitting in the atrium, the majestic and powerful judge is the legendary Dizang Bodhisattva who leads the ten judges of hell and controls the balance between the underworld!

Sure enough, as Lin Qing said, this mysterious palace is the real Yanluo Hall!

"There was an ambush in front and then a chase of soldiers. What the hell." Mo Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, but at this moment, he had already been on the string and had to do it. Instead of being constantly attacked by monsters outside the palace, it was better to enter this real Yanluo Hall and regain the dominant situation.

"Kill!"

Mo Yan's eyes flashed a fierce murderous atmosphere, like a fierce arrow, hitting the yellow dragon and killing into the Yanluo Hall!

Hang!

I saw the ten judges of hell standing on the left and right sides, opening their long-sleeping eyes one after another, showing fierce eyes, and scanning fiercely at the sudden invaders.

At the same time, the magnificent Tibetan Bodhisattva in the atrium, like a awakened wild beast, burst out of a fine light from his eyes, waved Fang Yu, and suddenly forced out harsh notes from his mouth: "Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the ten judges of hell immediately turned into human beings, like cannonballs, rushing up and killing Mo Yan and Lin Qing fiercely.

These ten judges of hell are all outstanding and have extraordinary strength. Among them, among the ten judges of hell, with the strength of the king of hell, he is the strongest, raising his hand to tear the heaven and the earth, reincarnation!

The ten judges of hell who flashed out at this moment are even more horrible than the ten elites of the Situ family led by Qin Shan just now.

"Lin Qing, anyway, remember not to leave me for half a step!" Mo Yan said in a low voice.

Lin Qing nodded slightly, but did not say anything. He just stared coldly at the ten judges of hell. The three-foot long sword was in plain hands, like a sharp weapon to kill gods and monsters, reflecting a cold light from time to time.

Boom! Between Mo Yan's solemn instructions, ten judges used horrible killing moves one after another, filling the palace, and dazzling streamers overflowed, causing a horrible explosion crazily.

Suddenly, the king of Mount Tai, with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a face full of cheeks, burst out a fist-sized mountain in the air, forming a mountain stretching dozens of meters and squeezed down.

For a while, this real Yanluo Hall seemed to be shrouded in a lingering black cloud, covering the sky and the sun, depriving Mo Yan, who was fighting fiercely with several judges!

"It's not good!" At this moment, Mo Yan was not skillful. He didn't expect that the king of Mount Tai was so rampant and cold-blooded. Regardless of the safety of the other judges, he smashed down the top of Mount Tai and tried to kill the outsiders who invaded the Hall of Yanluo in one move!

"The sword is like a rainbow, the murderous spirit is like the wind, and the wolf smoke rises everywhere, and escapes into the clouds!" Suddenly, Lin Qing's mouth muttered a sharp note like a sword formula, not a sword formula. The sword finger was in the sky, and the jade finger bounced repeatedly, knocking a crisp sound on the blade of the sword.

"The heavy sword has no edge! Break it!"

At this moment, a very cold air suddenly flashed in Lin Qing's clear eyes as if it were ice and snow. He saw the green mountain that was smashed down fiercely, and thousands of dazzling streamers were shot out of the core in an instant, with a loud noise, turning into countless rubble and spilling all over the ground.

Lin Qing only felt a sweetness in his mouth, as if there was some blood surging up. His delicate body was struck by lightning at this moment, and there was almost no strength to hold the long sword in his hand, looking pale and extremely painful.

"Lin Qing!" Mo Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, although he didn't know what killing move Lin Qing was releasing to break through the green mountain, but it was certain that the move just now definitely had an extremely strong counterattack effect for Lin Qing.

"Lan Tian Yushi, hurry up!" Mo Yan shouted quickly between desperately stimulating the power of the soul and casting a killing move to resist the bombardment of the ten judges of hell.

At the same time, Mo Yan tore out a green fire, bombed it, quickly hugged Lin Qing's slender waist, and flashed away, trying to distance himself.

"Fate! If it goes on like this, I'm afraid Lin Qing and I will have to be buried here!" Mo Yan frowned. Although the strength of the ten judges of hell was comparable to that of Qin Shan, the elite of the 11 Situ family, they were united and were not afraid of death at all. Despite the loss, Mo Yan had no way to deal with it for a while.

"The mountain of knives and the sea of fire, I won't hesitate!"

Suddenly, a sound like an iron horse, awe-inspiring sonorous sound rolled from the outside of the Yanluo Hall, and the copper gongs were clearly heard in Mo Yan's ears!

"This is..." Mo Yan was slightly stunned and couldn't help turning his head and looking at the scorched earth plain outside the palace.

I only saw a few shadows passing by, majestic and high-spirited. Obviously, there were only a few people, but they exuded the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping, moving like thunder, and their voices were heroic and passionate, shouting the same slogans - "The sea of knives and fire!" Don't hesitate!!"

Ouyang Yu took the lead, like the awakened Honghuang beast, smashed the yellow dragon and killed the Yanluo Hall in one breath. His eyes were like fire, staring at Mo Yan's eyes hotly, raised the crescent axe in his hand high, and shouted, "For my brother! Mountain of knives and sea of fire!!"

As soon as the words fell, the vulgar man suddenly chopped down with an axe, like thousands of horses galloping by, roaring loudly, bursting the carved beam screen, and blocking the counterattack of the ten judges of hell!

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