The breeze blew and splashed on Zixia like cold water.
Zixia's body suddenly trembled, and she stared straight at the illusory door in the distance.
Although he was far away, Zixia noticed that there was an aura permeating the hell that made his soul palpitate.
It's as if there is a terrifying beast in hell, and this beast has awakened.
After the initial shock, Zixia's face suddenly darkened. Even the lofty Emperor Wei had to call him Mr. Zixia when he saw him.
The indifference in this voice made him feel a little uncomfortable, "You have to let the entire Wei Empire be buried with you. Your Excellency has such a strong tone, and you are not afraid of stepping back!"
Before he finished speaking, Zixia waved his right hand again, bringing up numerous palm shadows. The palm shadows affected the surrounding green light, and the power contained in the scroll skyrocketed.
Phew! Hundreds of scrolls, like giant swords.
The green light lingered, and Fatty Xiao could not move, but the smile at the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.
Fatty Xiao was convinced that these books would not hurt him at all.
Sure enough, at the moment when the scroll was less than three feet away from Fatty Xiao, the dull voice from before sounded again: "Noisy!"
Noisy! The sky and the earth trembled in vain. The green light in the sky was like bubbles, disappearing like a dream. Only the torrential rain could be seen, rolling out, condensing into a hundred-foot-long dragon, reaching the sky, and falling straight down.
Clang! The sound of clashing of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and the long dragon sweeps that fell straight down shattered into pieces one after another and disappeared in the falling rain.
On the other hand, after the hundred-foot-long dragon broke through hundreds of scrolls, its power did not diminish. The lingering rain and mist directly condensed into ice, turning into a lifelike ice dragon. It roared up to the sky, and its body was like a rainbow, shooting straight at Zixia.
It only takes the blink of an eye to break through this magical power and condense it into an ice dragon.
Hiss! This unpredictable method made Zixia secretly take a breath. This magical power was something he had learned and evolved over a hundred years. From this, we can see the power of this magical power.
However, this magical power is so insignificant in front of the owner of this voice.
"Who is it? Who is that person in hell?" Staring at the roaring shadow of the dragon, Zixia's eyes changed uncertainly, "He can break through my magical power, so this person is obviously extraordinary!"
"The prisoners of this hell are actually hiding dragons and crouching tigers. There are actually so many strong men!"
"But, if it's a dragon, you can wrap it up for me, if it's a tiger, you can lie down for me."
With a sneer in his eyes, Zixia clenched his fingers tightly. A clanging sound of gold and iron suddenly reverberated in his body.
The right hands were clenched together, and sharp energy suddenly burst out from Zixia's fist. At this moment, Zixia was like an unsheathed sword, exuding incomparable sharpness.
"Broken!" Zixia's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he roared out with a punch that eclipsed the world. With this punch, he was bound to crush the giant dragon in front of him.
Clang! A punch landed on the ice dragon, and the biting ice rules and metal rules collided. A smile appeared on the corner of Zixia's mouth, "That's all!"
This punch contains a huge amount of power, and even Wanren Gufeng can crush it.
Crack! Cracks appeared all over the ice dragon. The hundred-foot ice dragon suddenly shattered. Ice shards flew, and a scarlet thunderbolt swam out and landed on Zixia's fist.
At this moment, Zixia felt an unimaginable force coming from the sky, heading straight for his chest.
Boom! Zixia's eyes suddenly shrank, and his figure was like a kite that was out of line, falling straight back. Every time he took a step back, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
In just a few steps, Zixia's face turned ashen, and all the clothes on her chest were torn open, revealing an eye-catching blood hole, with blood splattering wildly.
"What is that streak of blood?" Zixia stopped after retreating dozens of steps, but subconsciously retreated a few more steps to Zhai Huang's side.
"What's going on?" Zhai Huang took a breath when he caught a glimpse of Zixia's expression and the blood hole on his chest. His eyes showed a solemn look. He was one of the few in the Wei Dynasty who could break through Zixia's magical power and injure him.
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"There is another prisoner in hell. Although this person is not strong, he cannot be underestimated. You are careless!"
Wiping away the blood from the corners of her mouth, Zixia calmed down the boiling blood in her heart and pretended to be calm.
His tone was calm, but Zixia's heart was in shock. However, in front of everyone, he was defeated by an unknown soldier who had his magical powers broken and was repelled. He could only hold on to his face and blame it on his own carelessness.
Hearing this, Zhai Huang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If there are still strong people in hell, their trip today will undoubtedly have a few more variables.
After a pause, Zhai Huang continued: "However, even though Mr. Zixia is careless, this person can still break through Mr. Zixia's magical power, which is enough to prove that this person is extraordinary and is indeed not difficult to underestimate."
With eyes that were bone-chilling, Zixia said coldly: "If this person steps out of hell, I will kill him!"
"Really?" Before Zixia could finish his words, the plain voice echoed in the world again. Although it did not set off any wave of rules of heaven and earth, it was like a sharp blade, penetrating into the depths of everyone's souls.
Zhai Huang's eyes suddenly shrank, and he looked at Zixia with a strange look, "This person is not very strong?"
Under this roar, the roars of tens of millions of troops fell into dead silence in vain.
A shocking pressure spread out from the depths of hell. This pressure caused the expressions of both Zixia and Zhai Huang to change.
Although this person is not strong, he is not stronger than your sister! After enduring this oppression, Zhai Huang looked at Zixia with some resentment. Such oppression was no less than that of the two of them.
Zixia turned a blind eye to Zhai Huang's gaze, staring straight at the door of illusion, and her expression changed again.
I saw bright lightning flashes appearing behind the illusory door, and bursts of roaring sounds suddenly sounded.
The thunder seemed endless, until finally, the whole world shook.
Compared with before, the oppression became more and more intense, making Zixia and his wife feel frightened.
"Giggle, it really succeeded, and it's even more powerful than expected!" Three thousand black hairs swayed in the wind, Chi You turned around and looked at the door of illusion with a smile in his eyes.
In hell, it turned into a pool of thunder, and even the door of illusion was illuminated by thunder.
In the endless thunder, a figure in white slowly appeared. Ye Chen had his hands behind his back, his long black hair dancing like a snake, and his expression showed no joy or anger.
Seeing this figure, Zi Xia and Zhai Huang subconsciously took a step back, their eyes met those star-like eyes, and there was a roar in their minds, and the buzzing sound was endless.
Tens of millions of troops suppressed here, imprisoning the heaven and earth, and the intention of killing was pervasive.
Ye Chen looked around, as if he had not seen this army, and looked at Fatty Xiao with a rare look of surprise in his eyes, "Break through the shackles of the martial arts world, tsk tsk, compared to me, Fatty, you are even more evil!"
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao rolled his eyes at Ye Chen feebly, shrugged and said, "Now that I'm out of seclusion, these two guys will be left to you. Now it's my turn to go into seclusion!"
Having said this, Fatty Xiao walked toward hell as if no one else was around.
Seeing this scene, Zixia's face suddenly darkened. He had spent all his efforts not to kill the fat man, but instead let him break through the shackles. How could he let him leave now? He raised his hand and punched forward, fiercely.
The metal rules and Haoran's rules roared out and revolved together to form a giant pillar. The giant pillar was more than a hundred feet long and more than ten feet thick. If this giant pillar fell on Fatty Xiao, he would have to be crushed into a giant pillar.
Meat paste.
Boom boom! A huge sound of breaking wind sounded from behind. Fatty Xiao's expression did not change at all, and he walked towards Ye Chen.
Just when the giant pillar was about to fall on Fatty Xiao, Ye Chen's gaze came over. Gu Jing Wubo's gaze contained the pressure of heaven and earth, and the thunder snake swimming behind him shot out.
"Just the rules of thunder, you just want to destroy my fist!" Zixia snorted coldly, but before he finished speaking, his hundred-foot-long giant pillar collapsed and turned into pieces under the wind of thunder.
Who is strong and who is weak can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.
The fat fish on the side stared straight at him. Grandma, this is the strong one. These two guys in front of me are nothing!
"Hell is a good place for retreat. While you have some insights, you can condense your original body in one fell swoop!" Ye Chen stepped out and came to Fatty Xiao's side in one step. He chuckled and said, "As for these guys in front of you, just pay attention."
Let me handle it."
"These two people may have condensed two original bodies, so they should not be underestimated!" Facing his star-like gaze, Fatty Xiao reminded him. He immediately felt that it was a bit nonsense and chuckled: "Teach me a lesson, especially
That Confucian scholar!"
Patting Ye Chen on the shoulder, Fatty Xiao walked into hell without looking back.
"Confucian scholar!" Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and looked at Zixia in the distance...