675. Killing the Door 1
Wuji Mountain is surrounded by clouds and fog all year round.
That's almost where the gods live.
Now, with the arrival of early winter, the sky and the earth are shrouded in white mist.
From a distance, it looks almost like an illusion.
Vast and holy, heaven and earth are vast.[
In this holiness, Wuji Mountain is quiet.
It was an oppressive silence.
The young master of Black Hell was captured.
Logically speaking, they should be happy.
However, when I think about the price I paid for this result.
The disciples of Wuji Mountain, as long as they understand it, will not be happy.
Because, they lost their big brother.
And this reason...it’s okay not to mention it.
In order to cover up this dead mood, all the disciples of Wuji Mountain are very busy now.
The evil spirit is here, how can the black hell cease to exist?
They are worthy of facing Mu Emperor, but they are worthy of facing Black Hell.
Wuji Mountain, which was smoky and holy all year round, is now filled with a bit of smoke and fire.
In this breath of fireworks, under the Black Stone Peak, Emperor Sha was injured and fell high onto the nineteen-round fire disk.
The nine-wheeled fire disk collects the natural fire of heaven and earth.
The nine kinds of mortal fire are intertwined and the power is superimposed, which can almost destroy the heaven and the earth.
Although it is not as good as the fire that day that Feng Yun once met, it is not much inferior.
That is a scorching flame that can melt a person's soul.
Disha's hands were tied behind his back and hung above the nine flames.
From the wounds on the body after being whipped, drop by drop of blood was surrounded and roasted by the nine kinds of flames, dripping continuously.[
Emperor Sha is the body of the source of darkness in the black hell.
Ordinary injury and criminal laws can't touch him at all.
And only this nine-color fire, which is specifically aimed at the black hell, can consume his true energy.
The drop by drop that was burned out of Di Sha's body was not blood.
It is the fate of Emperor Sha.
Di Sha stood in the flames with a pale face.
But the tips of his eyebrows, the corners of his eyes, and his expression reveal endless sarcasm and arrogance.
The contemptuous eyes swept over Yama who was standing not far away.
No words are needed, it is already endlessly arrogant and public.
When Yama not far away saw this, a trace of deep disgust flashed between his brows.
This chapter has been completed!