I don't know how long it took, but the mountain of swords finally began to shake.
The layer of sharp blades on the surface of the knife mountain has slowly begun to turn into a puddle of water starting from a small part.
The group of people all showed happy faces.
As long as they pass through this last level of sword mountain, they will be able to reach hell completely.
However, just as the knife mountain was shaking, there was a sound coming from somewhere [
"You are so brave, trying to melt Daoshan here!"
It was a childish voice, but the sound in the voice was like ten thousand years of ice, and the momentum was very intimidating.
This kind of courage is completely inconsistent with his voice!
Several people looked along the sound and saw a small black figure that appeared from nowhere and landed in front of them out of thin air.
This is a very beautiful little boy.
Judging from his stature, he is only about the same age as Xiao Nian, probably about six or seven years old.
At this moment, his eyes, like bright stars, flashed with unknown meaning.
He was wearing a black robe, but the robe obviously did not fit his body shape. It looked like a child had stolen an adult's clothes.
At the same time, his dark hair was messy, and his face looked a little pale.
At that moment, Jinghong was absolutely sure that the child in front of him was injured...
only……
This is hell. Where did this child come from? What is his identity?
However, before Jinghong and the others could speak, they saw the little boy standing there with his hands folded across his chest, looking like a little adult.
"I'll give you half a quarter of an hour. Leave quickly, otherwise, you won't know how you will die by then."
He clearly looks like a young lady, but what he says now is a bit frightening.
Jinghong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the child for a long time, and then said, "Kid, who are you?"
Little devil......??!!!
Like thunder on the ground, the little boy's eyes suddenly widened when he heard these two men. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he looked at Jinghong like this.
"You call me a brat?"[
Jinghong didn't explain, but said calmly, "We have to pass through Daoshan, and I hope you won't block the way."
The boy in black was no longer calm.
He raised his head, looked at Jinghong with eyes that were completely inappropriate for his age, and spoke word by word, his voice full of irresistible momentum!
I only heard a childish but old-fashioned voice, ringing around
"My last word is to get out of here, otherwise, leave me alone and you're welcome!"
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Jinghong looked at the boy in black sitting in front of the mountain of swords.
The aura displayed on his body was obviously what a superior person should have.
It's just that this is just a five- or six-year-old child. Is he so evil?
But now, they can't control anything anymore, "I told you, don't block the road, or else I'll spank you until your ass blossoms!"
The boy in black turned red...
He raised his head and glared at Jinghong fiercely, "You bastard! You all get out of here!!"
After finishing speaking, the little boy raised his hand.
Suddenly, a strong air flow came out of his palm.
That airflow made it difficult for Jinghong and Aogu Yihan to open their eyes.
They closed their eyes slightly and used mystical energy to resist.
Having reached this point, how could they leave so easily?