Although the person in Netherworld has a very bad character, I have to say that he is actually very reliable.
Her waist was severely injured and she could no longer stand up, but——
Ling Luo slowly closed her eyes and entered a state of extreme meditation, focusing all her mental power on the spiritual realm between her eyebrows.
The last time Pluto was summoned, a new black planet full of death was opened in the spiritual realm.
For the second summons, you only need to put your hand on the planet and pray with your heart.
She stretched out a hand and touched the black planet, and the aura of death was so familiar that it made her heart palpitate.
Fan Xi's fish tail swam in the air, and in an instant, he settled in front of Ling Luo again, looking down at her with a cold look in his eyes: "Are you dead? Why are you so motionless?"
After a while, Ling Luo still closed her eyes and remained motionless.
Fan Xi's lips curved in a proud arc, he raised his head and said with a long smile: "Hahaha, I won!"
The Dawu Arena was silent for two seconds, and the next moment, a sound like a mountain roaring and a tsunami erupted.
The people cheering the loudest were the people from Holy Water Hall.
The most frustrated people are those who belong to the Holy Fire Church.
"Little junior sister!"
Yan Yueyue was the first to be unable to bear it anymore and wanted to rush down and carry Ling Luo's seriously injured body back.
Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a long arm and stopped Yan Yueyue's body. His eyes like black holes shone with an extremely terrifying dark luster, and his voice sounded like it came from the netherworld of hell: "Don't move, Luo'er hasn't lost yet."
"But junior sister, she has already..." Yan Yueyue's voice had a hint of crying.
She regretted so much now that before Ling Luo went into the battle, she actually told her junior sister that she would never forgive her if she couldn't win.
Anyone with eyes can see how hard the junior sister works and how hard she works.
Xuanyuan Yu's face became darker, and his whole person exuded an extremely terrifying dark aura, and he said word by word: "I believe her."
The woman that Xuanyuan Yu likes will not fall down so easily!
The cheers in the Great Martial Arena suddenly stopped strangely.
Fan Xi, who was immersed in the joy of victory, his whole body stiffened, and he faintly felt a cold aura behind him.
"What are those? Bright red flowers?"
"What beautiful flowers, a large area of bright red, just like blood, there are more and more of them!"
"Could it be..." In the auditorium of the Great Martial Arena, some knowledgeable disciples recognized it, "It's Manzhu Shahua! The only flower in the underworld!"
The guide to Huangquan was born on the banks of Wangchuan River.
On the Great Martial Arena, there are more and more Manzhu and Shahua blooming like fire and blood, like a bloody carpet.
"The path of fire!"
"It is the path to the fire that leads to the underworld!"
There were exclamations one after another.
"Oh my god! Ling Luo can actually open the path of fire and connect to the underworld!"
"Is she a monster?!"
Manzhu Shahua, the devil's tenderness.
In the Great Martial Arena, everyone's eyes were deeply attracted by this scene.
Even Xuanyuan Jing, the dean of Shengxiu Academy, and several other hall masters and elders who had not appeared at the Great Martial Arena beforehand flew to the sky above the Great Martial Arena to observe the grand scene of the Road to the Fire.