Since the King of the Divine King has already seen the intention of the Song Jiang Wang, it will definitely not go to him again. Tang Yan’s heart is loose. Like the Song Jiang Wang, he wants to kill the other side. (8) 』(一)中┡』文网WwんW. 81.Zw. COM

"however--"

The king of the land was turned and he said something that made everyone feel very surprised.

"I have sentient beings, all life, etc. Song Jiangwang is naturally one of the sentient beings. Therefore, I will not watch him die in the hands of the Nether King. Moreover, the power of the Nether King is already very strong. If he is swallowed up by Song Jiangwang, then The strength is definitely more ups and downs, and it is even harder to clamp down."

"Ha ha ha ..." Song Jiang Wang heart screamed in the sky, the Tibetan king of this raft is actually so rigid, for his own so-called beliefs, so stubborn, I do not know how to change.

If so, then he can save his life.

Tang Yan’s face changed slightly, and he sighed and looked at the expression of the King of Tibet. He knew that he said nothing, and he could not persuade him.

The Nether King is furious: "The King of Tibet, you have suppressed me for so many years, I have not found you, but you have taken the initiative to come to the door. In this case, all of you must die today."

After that, the angry eyes swept over several people.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on Tang Yan, slightly wrong, and immediately overjoyed: "Haha, there is still a big living, strange and strange, ghosts will have a big living, this taste must be very delicious. ”

Tang Yan’s heart was cold, and none of the guys in the nine secluded hells were normal. Even the Nether King wanted to eat him. He was not Tang Yan.

"Hidden King, you have been trying to refine the sorrows of the nine secluded hells, but you have not really seen these sorrows and ghosts, and today I will let you open your eyes."

There was a screaming scream in the mouth of the Nether King, sharp and harsh, and the other people’s heart trembled, and only heard the sound quickly spread through the eighteen layers of hell.

On time, a series of sharp echoes were uploaded from the inner wall of the 18th floor of Hell, and the magic sound was filled with ear, which made people feel trembled.

"This is not an echo!" Tang Yan changed his face and shouted.

"Haha, smart, this is really not an echo. You haven't always thought that the evil spirits in the nine secluded **** are a loose sand? I tell you, wrong! They are not a loose sand, just a lack of a leader, now I am the leader, they are The power of explosion will be your imagination."

The voice fell, and a black cloud appeared on the inner wall of the 18th floor of Hell, eventually turning into a grimace.

Tang Yan fixed his eyes, and there were countless black holes on the inner walls. The black pressure was like a honeycomb. Fang Cai Tang did not notice this at all, and it seems particularly shocking at the moment.

In that black hole, it seems that there are countless ghosts, and the sharp screams are kept, and then the ghosts rush out and hover over the heads of several people.

"This is..." Song Jiang Wang stunned.

The Tibetan king sighed slyly and said: "When the ghosts are out, if they don't suppress, the ghost world will be chaotic."

"Ghosts are in chaos!" Song Jiang Wang shook his shoulders, and he understood the seriousness of this sentence.

Tang Zhen did not think well, if it was a chaotic world, it would not be profitable for him.

The Tibetan king looked at Tang Yin with a fluttering look, as if he had insight into his heart and said: "The ghost world is in chaos, and the ghost cannot successfully reincarnate. It is more harmful than humans."

After such a little bit of dialing, Tang Yan couldn't help but feel awkward, and his thoughts were too narrow and blind.

Of course, this does not shake the determination of Tang Yin to absorb the original energy of the ghost world. The human world must be restored to the big world. The human world must be stronger than the ghost world. It is like many years, which is most beneficial to the human world.

"So, we work together to suppress the Nether King, this is the best choice." The Tibetan king continued.

Tang Yan’s heart moved and asked: “Are you really not the opponent of the Nether King?”

The King of the Earth did not answer, and the Nether King had already rushed to answer: "Since he has not been able to suppress me and let me be born, it means that my skill has passed him. Now he wants to stop me, hey, idiots dream."

The Tibetan king did not deny it. This shows that the Nether King is not vocal, which makes both Tang Yin and Song Jiang Wang have a big shock.

In particular, Song Jiangwang clearly knows that the Tibetan king is a master of the ghost world. Now he is not the opponent of the Nether King. How can he be called?

"Whether or not I can beat you, Nether King, if I am there, I will not let you do anything wrong, sinister ghosts." The King of Tibet did not sorrow and disappointment, said calmly.

"Hey, Song Jiang Wang, let you live for a while, I will solve the big trouble of the Tibetan King first, and then come and clean up you." Nether King said with anger.

When the figure flashed, he hovered in front of the Tibetan king. The Tibetan king sat in the pool, and no matter how the waves of the pool around him, he could not hurt him.

He raised his face and glanced at the Nether King, and said, "The Nether King, then I will see what spells you have learned."

"Nether ghosts." The Nether King said four words in a light voice.

"Ah, what? You really practiced Nether Ghost?" Song Jiang Wang was shocked. He had heard of this spell. When he was under the Nether King, the Nether King had mentioned this spell.

This set of spells is a new spell conceived by the Nether King. This spell is very sinister and sinister, and must be engulfed by countless ghosts. At the beginning, the Nether King was a king of the temple. It was impossible to cultivate such a big rebellious spell. Except for the confession of Song Jiangwang, few others knew it.

If the Nether King did not mention it, Song Jiangwang could hardly remember it. Now I immediately recalled that the Nether King’s description of this spell was so stunned that it could not be calmed for a long time.

Looking at the horror reaction of Song Jiangwang, Nether King smiled and said: "You still remember this set of spells. I really didn't expect it. Then the thought of running away now has already been thrown into the clouds?"

Song Jiang Wang's look is uncertain, his teeth said: "You are not too proud of the Nether King, do you really think that you can cover the sky with one hand? You are too confident. I am not the Song Jiang of the year, the Tibetan king is enlightened. By the way, can we not resist you?"

At the juncture of life and death, Song Jiang Wang pinned his life to the Tibetan king.

"Hey, it’s hard to die when you die." Nether King was furious. "From now on, I will rule the ghost world. Since you are stubborn, let us use your ancestors to pay homage to my ghosts."

The Nether King's five fingers slammed together, and the ghosts and ghosts in the air rushed to a few people in an instant. The tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts were mixed, including ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and even a few ghost kings. The fighting power they attacked together was amazing and the momentum was huge.

The three men responded in unison, and they were different.

Tang Yan opened the bow and pulled the arrow. The three arrows were flushed, and the ghost in front was pierced, and the back was stringed together.

Three arrows, three directions, formed three spectacular sights.

Like a string of gourds, even a ghost king can't escape the attack of shooting arrows.

Ghosts and claws, constantly struggling, trying to break away from the arrows.

However, the ray of the sun was shining, and in a moment, a series of deafening explosions appeared on the arrow, and the ghosts completely exploded and became a sullen yin.

At the same time, the king of Song Jiang’s hand was also shining, and turned into a thousand black light, covering the ghosts that rushed over. The ghost immediately screamed and screamed, melted into a sigh of anger, and was inhaled by the king.

The means of the King of Tibet is the most understatement. He has painted several complicated runes in front of him. When the ghosts encounter runes, they are immediately wrapped in golden runes, struggling, trying to break away from runes. Imprisonment.

However, in a short while, they are all in vain, the struggle is getting slower and slower, and finally the color of the cockroach becomes a quiet and peaceful look, and there is no suffocation. As the golden light flashes, it disappears without disappearing. trace.

This was tempered by the king of the earth, and it turned into a normal ghost.

The three shots are very decisive, and the power cannot be underestimated.

The Nether King saw that the ghosts disappeared, and the face did not change at all. Instead, the depths of the eyes revealed the meaning of playfulness.

"Do you have such a level?" Nether King asked, "Do you think that killing those things is all right? Tell you, the most powerful thing about Nether Ghost is that you can continue to supplement the reinforcements, Song Jiang, you should be very clear about this."

Song Jiang Wang was pale and asked: "Do you really want to do this?"

Nether King nodded without hesitation: "Of course!"

"What is he going to do?" The Tibetan king had an ominous premonition and asked quickly.

He has been contending with the Nether King for many times in these years. He knows the power of the Nether King, so he has been inseparable and has adhered to the 18th floor of Hell.

If there is no suppression by him, the Nether King has already broken through the water, and will wait until today.

"He wants to really play the Nether Ghost." Song Jiang Wang's voice was a little trembling.

"Ha ha ha..." Nether King heard the words and laughed wildly. "Nether ghosts, the ghosts of the world are used for me, change!"

The Nether King opened his mouth wide, like a thunderous thunderous voice coming out of his throat. His hand was thrown, and a black light directly rushed out of the 18th floor of Hell. Even the ghosts outside the wall could not cover up its power.

boom!

A loud bang blew in the sky, and the sky seemed to have been pulled out of a hole, and a black hole appeared in the sky without warning.

"This is the king of the Nether King!" The Tibetan king exclaimed.

Every king of the king has a seal of the king. After the death of the Nether King, the king of the king did not know where to go. Everyone thought that it had been damaged or lost. I did not expect it to remain in the hands of the Nether King.

This 阎王印 is undoubtedly a sacrament, and its power is enormous. The king's seal is integrated with the black hole, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth changes greatly.

Almost all members of the ghost world have seen the vision in the sky, and this scene is from the nine secluded hell, speculation constantly, want to know what happened.

Huh!

A powerful attraction rose from the ground, and many ghosts screamed and flew directly to the black hole in the sky.

These ghosts are not only ghosts, but also ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and even ghost kings. They face black holes and have no power to fight.

The ghost world is in chaos!