761. Falling into the hands of the enemy 1
"Boom." With that earth-shattering roar, all the black shadows in the dark night suddenly collapsed and disappeared into the vast night sky.
All the monsters and monsters disappeared in an instant.
Just like when it comes, it comes inexplicably and leaves in a hurry.
It's as if it doesn't look like a real human body, but is all a phantom.
"Phantom." Looking outside the city gate at the dark world that disappeared in an instant, Hai Long's face sank in surprise for the first time.[
Apparition, he had heard of it.
It's nothing more than using powerful spiritual power to attack with external incarnations.
But so many people, such a large-scale phantom disappearance...
This King of Hell of Black Hell has mobilized all the spiritual power to protect Black Hell?
Crazy, all fucking crazy.
"No, let's attack in the east." At the same time, Scar suddenly shouted in a low voice, and immediately turned around in a flash of lightning.
Phantom disappears, ignoring any enchantment for a short period of time.
If people from the Black Hell can come here, they can even go to the Imperial Palace.
Hailong and White Shark immediately turned their heads when they heard the sound and flew away.
The wind was blowing, and the dark night was as cold as ice.
In the imperial palace, in the large square, the lights were still bright, and the noise had not diminished by half.
But on the side of the palace, things suddenly changed.
It was like falling into a cave of ice and snow, extremely cold.
One side is noisy like fire, and the other side is as cold as prison.
Ice and fire, two heavens.
"Pfft." At this moment, the King of Hell, who was in the black hell, spat out a mouthful of blood.
Forcibly mobilize all the original power of the black hell.
Deal with the final attack from the mermaid tribe and the golden lion.
Even if he is an incarnation outside his body, he cannot afford to suffer it.[
Blood dripped down the gloomy hall, red and black intertwined.
"If you dare to bully my son, you will pay with your life."
Cold and chilling words spat out from the mouth of the King of Hell, full of anger.
"Here comes someone."
"The end will be here."
"Take the young master to the 18th execution floor, and he will deal with the person captured."
"yes."
The night was dark, mixed with deep hatred and hurt.
There are eighteen levels of hell, each with its own style.
But, the only thing in common is this.
They are all places of criminal law.
This chapter has been completed!