Even if the Immortal Arena is an innate spiritual treasure, it is unbearable to be attacked by both the magic knife and the black chain at this moment.
The gate of hell was slowly opened, and the evil wind flowed into the imperial capital.
"Buzz!"
The bells of the imperial capital rang, and the imperial bell was completely activated. Endless kingly spirit patterns were intertwined, and bursts of imperial dragon energy filled the air, trying to help the immortal arena.
"call……"
Demon-Conquering Island emitted bursts of magic light and resisted the support of the Emperor's Bell.
The two innate spiritual treasures are both extremely powerful, and the strength of the controllers is infinitely close. No one can do anything to the other for a while.
In the moment when the two confront each other!
A shuddering breath came from the gate of hell.
"Hahaha... Big brother, second brother, and fourth brother, you are finally here."
The man's laughter echoed throughout the imperial capital, making people dazzled when they heard it.
The weak ones fell directly to the ground, twitching all over, foaming at the mouth, incontinent, and a mess.
The powerful ones felt dizzy, their feet bumped, and their souls trembled, almost torn apart.
"The legend of hell is actually true!"
Legend has it that there is a hell in the imperial capital, where all those who make serious mistakes will be imprisoned to receive punishment.
There is no aura in hell. If you want to survive, you can only keep fighting with others. It is a truly cruel tomb.
I thought hell was just a legend, but I didn't expect that there really was a hell in the imperial capital, and the entrance to that hell was actually the Immortal Arena.
That is to say.
Just now they actually staged a thrilling meeting on the grave.
The gates of hell are opened.
All the prisoners who were imprisoned ran out.
In an instant, black shadows flew out of the sky and rushed towards the immortal cultivators in the imperial capital.
This group of black shadows are like devils, hungry for spiritual energy, trying to devour everyone and make themselves stronger.
Naturally, the immortal cultivator would not sit still and wait for death. The magic weapon in his hand trembled and he faced the enemy head-on. The two sides directly started a battle.
And right where the gate to hell is.
A skinny figure, carrying a huge scythe on his back, walked out of the gate of hell like an unparalleled devil.
The moment he appeared, the entire imperial capital was contaminated by that person's terrifying aura.
The man raised his neck, revealing a face that was not evil but rather handsome.
He was full of enjoyment, letting the sun shine on his face, and the beauty of breaking free actually looked so harmonious.
"It feels so good to come out."
The man's gentle voice was completely different from his ghost-like appearance at this moment.
"The Four Dark Kings, Baiqu!"
The old man Xian Dou looked at the man, his words full of vigilance.
When Bai Qu heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at the old man Xian Dou.
"Five thousand years have passed, and there are still people who know me, Bai Qu."
Bai Qu's voice sounded a bit self-deprecating.
"Bai Qu, back then the king punished you to go to hell for ten thousand years. Go back before the time is up."
The old man Xian Dou took action and used all his strength to activate the Immortal Dou Arena. The gates of hell are slowly closing.
"Bang!"
Bai Qu raised his hand and blocked the door of hell from closing with his skinny arms.
No matter how Xian Dou Lao He moved the gate of hell, the gate of hell would not move at all.
impossible!
The eyes of old man Xian Dou were full of horror.
The Immortal Arena is an innate spiritual treasure. In front of Bai Qu in such a state, he was actually held back with one hand. He was truly worthy of being the first god of war in the human race.
"The feeling of the human world is really good!"
Bai Qu raised his hand, and in the sky, dozens of golden elixir stage immortal cultivators exploded without warning.
Dozens of golden elixirs swirled and flew into Baiqu's mouth.
The extremely hard golden elixir was eaten like a jelly bean in Baiqu's mouth.
"It's delicious, it's really delicious, much more delicious than the golden elixirs of those sinners in hell."
Bai Qu didn't look very evil, but the words he spoke were so frightening.
"Bai Qu, you were once the number one warrior of the human race, why did you kill your fellow humans like this?"
The old man Xian Dou frantically moved the gate of hell, but he still couldn't shake Bai Qu at all.
"Hahaha……"
Bai Qu laughed and did not answer. He raised his hand, and dozens of golden elixir masters were silently wiped out.
The golden elixir rotated and flew towards him.
Sudden!
A pink fairy sword flew towards Bai Qu.
Seeing this, Bai Qu raised his hand to grab the falling sword.
"Clang!"
Baiqu's palm grasped the falling sword in his hand like an innate spiritual treasure.
"Falling sword!"
Bai Qu obviously knew Luo Jian and seemed quite impressed.
Look up.
Look at Ye Qingqing who is controlling the Fallen Immortal.
Those black eyes seemed to have some kind of magic power, wanting to see through Ye Qingqing.
"Crash..."
The falling sword in his hand turned into pink petals all over the sky, flying back to Ye Qingqing to protect his master.
Seeing this, Bai Qu smiled evilly.
"I never thought that I could see someone recognized by Luo Jian in this life."
There seemed to be a memory in Bai Qu's words that left a deep impression on him.
"Third brother!"
Above the void.
A voice came, calling Bai Qu to leave quickly.
Bai Qu looked at Ye Qingqing. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at a certain location.
The place was empty, no one at all.
Bai Qu was slightly confused, then raised his hand and a black tower appeared.
"Boys, we're back."
All the evil ghosts in the sky have returned to the black tower.
Bai Qu turned back and glanced at the area just now, his expression still remained confused.
After one breath.
He gained attention, controlled the black tower, and escaped from the imperial capital.
As Bai Qu left, the Demon King controlled the Demon-Conquering Island and the Demon Sword to leave, and the three powerful men fighting in the sky also left.
The imperial capital returned to calm in an instant.
After waiting quietly for a dozen breaths.
"Nima!"
Zheng Tuo couldn't help but curse.
This Baiqu couldn't really be the first war god of the human race in ancient times.
He could actually feel his position through the bronze mirror, and he still looked at it twice.
It was obvious that Bai Qu wanted to target him.
besides.
What the hell, Bai Qu's body was attacked from the front by Luo Jian, but nothing happened.
even.
When he held the falling sword, he dared to break the falling sword in vain.
monster.
It is indeed a monster that has been imprisoned in hell for five thousand years.
I have something in my mind, so Bai Qu can leave.
Sudden!
From the gate of hell that has not been closed, there are bursts of wailing sounds, as if the evil ghosts in hell are scurrying out one by one like taking powerful pills.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Seven figures appeared, and their auras were all at the infant level.
"Hahaha... We, the Seven Heroes of Hell, finally see the light of day. All of you are going to..."
The words have not yet finished.
The person who spoke stopped.
Because facing them, in addition to the emperor, the old lady, the emperor, the emperor's master, the emperor's bell... there were also overwhelming tens of millions of immortal cultivators.
The seven people were dumbfounded, obviously not expecting this situation.
"Woooooooo..."
All of a sudden, there was a dark wind.
Where the gate of hell is about to close, there is another great fear.
It seems that some old guy in hell is still alive and wants to be born.
"boom……"
The emperor's bell activates, suppressing the gate of hell, and causing the gate of hell to slowly close.
Sudden!
A huge skeletal hand blocked the door of hell, trying to escape.
