What does it mean to be a master of talent? It means that people who are good at martial arts are brave and dare to go into the sea of fire without fear. Zhao Fangzhuo is currently chasing Xiangque. I can find you wherever you go in the wind and rain. No matter how you go, you are
I can even pull you out if you put wings on the sky or turn into earth. I can tell you out, it’s not just a tough guy.
Zhao Fangzhuo entered Maoshan at the age of 20, became the leader of the sect at the age of 26, and entered Tongyin at the age of 35. During this period, he still focused on doing business, but he still allowed Maoshan to be firm in the three major schools.
If you don’t fall into it, you can see that he is a genius of a generation.
Wizards or talents have always been arrogant, which is based on strong self-confidence rather than arrogance!
Zhao Fangzhuo's confidence made him fearless and a junior like Xiang Que. Seeing where you can escape, I can turn into Tathagata and trap you at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, making you turn over!
Zhao Fangzhuo followed towards Que, and their figures disappeared almost at the Fengdu Ghost City at the same time. When they appeared again, they were already a different world.
The world was filled with ghosts and wolves howling, and the wind was shaking. Here, the crime flames were surging and violent, and the sinful spirits were filled with sinful ghosts with malicious faces. When they saw a stranger appearing, they all wanted to rush forward, but for some reason, they looked extremely frightened.
trembling.
Behind Xiangque was a cliff, and there seemed to be five large characters engraved with blood on the cliff wall.
"The Hell of Soup"
The Eighteenth Level Hell, after Xiang Que opened the Ten Palaces of Yama Map, he could go to and from the Eighteenth Level Hell under the Ten Palaces of Yama without any restrictions. But what surprised him was that he did not expect that Zhao Fangzhuo was also following him.
Then he followed.
The Eighteenth Hell is controlled by the Ten Palaces of Yama. It imprisons those who commit serious crimes for two periods of Yin and Yang. It is another space that is opened in the underworld. Even the ten Yin generals have no right to enter these ten without Yama.
Eight-level Hell.
Looking at the terrified sinful ghost behind him, Zhao Fangzhuo put his hands behind his back, seemed to sneer, and said, "Xiang Que, you have given me too many surprises. I didn't expect that you could even open the eighteen levels of hell, let me think about it.
How long have you seen that you haven't met such a monster? To be honest, as far as I know, no one seems to have been able to travel through the eighteen levels of hell in the past few hundred years, and I don't know what you have experienced and have gone through such great luck.
But... you gave me a surprise, I was quite surprised, right?"
Xiang Que said with a shocked face: "How is it possible? How can you enter the eighteenth level of hell? Don't enter the dead souls here, why can you enter?"
Zhao Fangzhuo patted the bag in his hand and said, "The Sanmao Zhenjun Banner, the founder of Maoshan sect given by the Emperor of Fengdu in the North Yin, can not only penetrate the yin and yang realms, but also travel through the eighteen levels of hell. Xiangque may be disappointed.
All the calculations are in my control. I advise you to surrender... I will keep you all the body."
Xiang Que shouted in anger: "Does God want me to be defeated?"
"It's not God, you can't afford to be God who comes to defeat you. It's me, Zhao Fangzhuo, want to kill you."
Xiang Que sighed sadly, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I die, I will drag you into a dead dog. Master Zhao, you can follow me, even if there is only a little chance to escape, I will not
Missed the opportunity”
Zhao Fangzhuo sneered again and said, "No matter how far an ant crawls, it seems to be just a distance from people. You can still step on it effortlessly with just raising your foot. Xiang Que, you
Now in my eyes, it is just a struggling ant. Okay, I'll let you escape. I really want to see how desperate you can be in the last part of your struggle and helplessness in a desperate situation.
People born in the underworld will not be eroded by the yin energy for long. The yin energy in these eighteen layers of hell is heavier. When can you escape? What's more, the injuries on your body seem to be very serious, right?
I advise you to leave some strength to curse yourself before you die, and don’t waste it on this invisible life.”
"I can't last long in the eighteenth floor hell, and you may not be able to live much better than me," Xiang Que put his right hand behind him, and a stream of energy suddenly surged out and covered one of the Ten Palaces of Hell.
The breath, the person then disappeared in place.
Zhao Fangzhuo shook his head confidently and said, "Frog in the well, I have practiced Feng Shui and Yin and Yang for more than 20 years. How can you compare to young people who have only entered the Tao for a few years? In these eighteen levels of hell, I can do it without taking action.
I'll waste you to death."
Xiang Que disappeared, and Zhao Fangzhuo followed up immediately, biting Xiang Que's figure like a maggot on his tarsal bone, preventing him from leaving him. There is a common problem with cats and mice. After playing, killing them is better than biting them in one bite.
It is much more interesting to die. In Zhao Fangzhuo's eyes, putting aside the identity of Xiang Que's disciple, he is even more of a culprit for Zhao Lijun's Feng Shui and Yin-Yang Road. The hatred of Zhao's sect towards Xiang Que prompted him not to see him.
Xiang Que died too easily.
After the seventh floor of the great hell, Xiang Que shuttled into another hell again. Zhao Fangzhuo locked his body firmly behind him, no matter how small the two of them moved back and forth in hell layer by layer.
After a long time, Xiang Que gradually showed his fatigue and staggered, and Zhao Fangzhuo was not so relaxed. His masculinity was shrinking faster. The underworld's yin energy was strong, which could nourish the dead souls but was of no use to the living.
The eighteenth level of hell is a place where sinful ghosts are imprisoned, and even more yin and violent. If someone enters in just a moment, he can be corroded from his body's yang energy. If it lasts for a long time, it is even possible that he will die directly.
I don’t know how many times he traveled through, but when Xiang Que showed up, he fell to the ground with his face pale face, and a cluster of black gas emerged from the seal hall, as if he was terminally ill and his life would not last long.
Zhao Fangzhuo frowned and said softly: "Are you still struggling? Xiangque, you are powerless to run away, right?"
"Cough cough, cough cough" Xiang Que's pale face squeezed a strong smile and said, "I'm worth it to consume your yang energy. How many years will you have to lose to the leader Zhao chasing me?
Cultivation is right”
"Kill you enough, my patience has ended here." Zhao Fangzhuo was not exhausted at this time, but his anger and yang energy were also exhausted. In terms of cultivation, it was a lot worse than before. I don't know how many levels he had lost.
.
"President Zhao... You are really thinking too much." Xiang Que sighed long, and his figure disappeared again.
Zhao Fangzhuo just took a step and wanted to chase after him, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. He just hesitated a little and followed him again.
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