There are many areas in Hell, and there are also many entrances and exits.
At this moment, a lot of demonic troops were pouring in at every entrance and exit.
On the Daqian side, except for the warriors and jailers who guard the Heavenly Prison.
There are also many puppets, Dao soldiers and the like.
However, these things can only be used as an aid to the masters of the Suppression Division, and cannot become the main force on the battlefield.
There are so many masters in the Demon Army that even if the main force is mentally prepared and has gathered many masters, it will still fall into a bitter battle.
But Chen Fan, who was guarding the first level of heavenly prison, was actually doing fine.
The number and strength of the attacking demon army are limited, and the second and third levels face the greatest pressure!
There are a total of seven demon armies under the command of the Seven Saint Demon Emperors.
There are many masters.
These masters of the demon army often form battle formations and gather everyone's strength to attack.
Chen Fan returned to the Heavenly Prison where he was guarding, holding the Emperor's Sword in his hand, and with a flash of golden light, he destroyed the condensed battle formation of the demon army in front of him and scattered them, leaving broken bodies scattered all around!
Chen Fan suddenly realized and collected all the bodies of these people.
At the same time, he narrowed his eyes and took advantage of the extremely chaotic environment to head towards the surrounding Hell area!
He charged all the way, killing many demon army squads, and also killed many prisoners who took advantage of the chaos to escape.
Soon we arrived at the A-20 area.
But when his consciousness scanned the scene in the A-20 area, Chen Fan also had a stern look on his face.
At this moment.
The A-20 area has been reduced to a dead zone.
The ground is littered with the corpses of jailers!
In the distance, the sound of fierce fighting continued to sound, and at the same time, more and more masters of the Yuan Demon Army came from the surrounding area.
Chen Fan even felt the huge terrifying aura not far away.
He is a ten-level master!
"What's going on? The first level of Heavenly Prison is supposed to hold prisoners below the tenth level. How come there are so many masters of the Demon Army attacking?"
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.
But he saw the demon army of Yuan Mo Sect, all wearing black heavy armor, attacking Chen Fan.
The black light lingers and the evil spirit ripples.
"court death!"
Chen Fan's eyes flashed coldly.
He took out the Dragon Soul Jade again and slashed horizontally with the Emperor's Sword, but it kept harvesting the lives of the people in the surrounding demon army!
The golden dragon roared in the corridor.
The walls of Hell are made of special metal and are extremely tough, especially the cells. Even after such a horrific battle, the surrounding walls did not collapse much.
The momentum created by Chen Fan's Emperor Sword quickly attracted the attention of surrounding Yuan Mo Sect masters...
Not far from it.
In the dark and damp corridor, there were two figures standing.
One is fat and the other is thin.
But in front of them, there were corpses everywhere.
One of the men, who was thin and dressed in black, was squeezing a person's neck and threw the person to the ground with a flick of his hand.
"Weak chicken!"
But then he raised his head and looked into the distance, "This aura... is the Emperor's Sword! Could it be that someone from the Daqian royal family has arrived?"
As he spoke, the man licked his lips and turned to look at the short and fat figure next to him: "Brother, go and break the cage barrier, and I'll kill that man."
Next to him was a short, fat man wearing a mask. He raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Be careful yourself. If you can use the Emperor's Sword, your status in Daqian will never be low. You may have another trump card!"
The man waved his hand nonchalantly: "I am tougher than the average person in the second level of the Dao realm. Although this man's Emperor's Sword is powerful, he can't threaten me!"
The man was extremely confident and rushed into the distance instantly.
When Chen Fan used the Emperor's Sword to kill all the demon army disciples in front of him and cleared the surrounding area, he suddenly felt a terrifying pressure falling from the sky.
But someone urged the Dao realm to suppress Chen Fan!
"The tenth-level master has nothing to do!" Chen Fan understood instantly in his mind.
Soon a stream of light flashed, and a man wearing black clothes and a red headscarf appeared in front of Chen Fan.
His eyes flashed with a faint cold light.
"Is the person who holds the Emperor's Sword a member of the Daqian royal family? Hehe, I'm really lucky."
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.
This person was dressed completely differently from those in the Demon Army, and he did not have such a heavy evil aura.
It seems that he is not from the Seven Demonic Armies!
There are seven great demon armies under the Seven Saint Demon Emperors.
But it doesn't mean that there are only seven demon armies under the command of the Seven Saint Demon Emperors.
In addition to the seven demon armies, there are also many ordinary disciples of Yuan Mo Sect under his command.
Shan Hongjuan, who was killed by Chen Fan earlier, and none of the Young Emperor's men were from the seven demon armies!
The man in the red turban looked at Chen Fan with a sneer.
"Boy, tell me, how do you want to die?"
But Chen Fan squinted his eyes and looked to the other side.
But he suddenly raised his head and asked: "Are you here to save people?"
The expression of the man in the red turban was slightly stagnant, he smiled coldly, and raised his hand. In his realm, spiritual lights flashed one after another, forming a terrifying and extremely manic wave!
Boom boom!
Chen Fan also narrowed his eyes and raised the Emperor's Sword again.
The golden light and the blue wave collided fiercely.
A terrifying shock wave was set off, rippling in all directions.
The man in the red turban flew back quickly, blood spurting out of his mouth, and his expression became extremely serious.
The power displayed by Chen Fan's Emperor's Sword even exceeded his expectations.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little worried:
"With such power, I'm afraid it's not weaker than an ordinary second-level Dao domain master. I'm afraid I can't block a few moves, but this person shouldn't be able to activate the Emperor's Sword for too long... As long as this period of time is delayed, the victory will be It will be me!"
His guess was indeed good.
Chen Fan's true energy is his biggest shortcoming.
At this moment, with the Blood Dragon Ni around, Chen Fan's control over the power of heaven and earth is seriously insufficient, and the number of times he can activate the Emperor's Sword is extremely limited.
After confirming that the Emperor's Sword could not kill him, Chen Fan decisively put away the Emperor's Sword.
With a wave of his hand, a special scroll appeared in front of him.
Although there is currently a fierce battle between Da Gan Yifang Changsheng and the immortal masters of Yuan Mo Sect, Chen Fan does not intend to openly reveal the aura of the blood of the counter-god, so he also activates the scroll of painting and convenes a barrier.
Looking at the barrier that suddenly appeared around him, the man also looked stern, "What is this?"
He also had a bad premonition in his heart.
If you encounter someone who can't defeat you, how can you summon a barrier to trap yourself?
There was unavoidable hesitation in his heart, but during this gap, Chen Fan activated his "violence" and rushed over.
"What?!"
The shock on his face had just risen when he felt a terrifying force tearing apart his realm, approaching and hitting his body in an instant.
An unmatched manic force exploded in his body.
The dense spiritual light on his body was instantly dimmed and destroyed under the impact of violent force.
And just when Chen Fan's sword light was about to tear his body apart, a spiritual light suddenly rose in his body at this moment, forming a special wing that surrounded his body.
It should be some kind of special stress defense elixir.
When seeing this scene, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The man in the red turban had a look of disbelief on his face, and then he immediately turned over his hand and took out a talisman.
Naturally it is some kind of "empty escape talisman".
It's a pity that Chen Fan was well prepared, so his Escape Talisman was naturally unable to be activated.
When the person triggered the magic talisman but had no effect, his expression instantly froze.
Then he suddenly rushed towards the edge of the barrier.