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071 Since ancient times, dragons are all middle two

There are two ends of the conversation, first of all, the world tree.

Shortly after the King of Hell's order was issued, except for a part of the ghost clan who was originally responsible for guarding the World Tree, all the other underworld people had evacuated. Of course, due to the seriousness of the incident, these guards also retreated far away under the King of Hell's order, trying to avoid being affected by the subsequent battles.

Only two people were still very close to the World Tree. One was the King of Hell, who was standing above the World Tree. The other was Xianzaki, one of the three sages in the underworld. She was less than one meter away from the World Tree. She sat cross-legged with her eyes closed, and a dazzling stream of light shuttled back and forth between her and the World Tree.

Only she who has the blood of wise men can communicate with the World Tree in the entire underworld be able to do it.

"How is it?" The King of Hell asked. Although the two were very far apart, it did not hinder their communication. He still didn't understand what this was, and the third wave of attacks was delayed, but this made him more clear, so the most urgent task was to understand the state of the World Tree.

Kenzaki said with some gratitude: "Fortunately, the tree soul is still alive and has not been hurt, but I can feel it is very nervous and even a little scared. It should be powerless to bear the next wave of attacks."

The good news and bad news were not beyond the expectations of the King of Hell. He also knew very well what to do next... It was related to the safety of the entire underworld. He could die, but the World Tree could no longer be damaged.

But, can you really deal with the next situation with your own strength?

He was not sure about this. After all, the defense of the World Tree is beyond the reach of the entire underworld. Let's not mention the power of the World Tree itself to fight against legendary powers. Just the eight major formations laid around it are all the top defensive array techniques in the Underworld. In addition, the World Tree is also the cemetery of the Ghost Clan... The former King of Hell, the former King of Hell, all the King of Hell of Hell of Hell of Hell of Hell of all time and countless powerful ghost kings of power, were buried here.

When these strong men are buried, they will retain some of their last soul consciousness to strengthen their defense against the World Tree.

Let me put it this way, even if the eight legendary powerhouses in the underworld attack at the same time, they cannot break through the defense of the World Tree. The black giant thunder, with just one blow, not only broke the defense, but even the World Tree itself was split in half... unprecedented!

Of course, the King of Hell knew very well that such an attack would be difficult to have a second time. The strength of the first black thunder and the second black thunder was completely different. Otherwise, he would not be able to withstand the second black thunder at all, and he would be crippled even if he did not die.

The opponent did not take the third attack for the time being, obviously he was also aware of this and was accumulating energy for it.

This is a very dangerous signal. The other party's intention to completely kill the World Tree is obvious, and most of them think that even under his obstruction, this can be done.

Who is the enemy?

The King of Hell has no extra time to consider this issue. All he can think about now is: how should he block the opponent's attack? How can he do with the strength of him and Kenzaki?

Of course, he has no chance of winning. After all, in the underworld, there are seven strong men of several levels as him!

boom!

Just as he was on full alert, the third black thunder shot down again.

This attack, in terms of momentum alone, can almost match the first strike. The moment it slashed, it blasted the body of the King of Hell into powder, and then continued to bombard it.

But the next moment, the body of the King of Hell appeared again, and a huge demon shadow appeared behind him, chilala... Then, the body of the King of Hell was smashed again, and the demon shadow completely disintegrated, but the black giant thunder was exhausted for this and disappeared into the air.

When the body of the King of Hell appeared for the third time, his face was already a little pale, and he looked at the crack above his head with an extremely solemn weight.

The most prominent feature of legendary powerhouses is that they cannot be killed. Of course, it is not true immortality, but whether the physical body exists or not does not determine their life and death. They have completely broken the shackles of their bodies, their life forms are completely different.

Take the Soul-loving weirdness as an example. Su Bai killed him once but could not kill him completely because his origin was in the weirdness. Unless he killed the source of the weirdness, it would be difficult to kill, while the legendary powerhouse was more advanced than this.

Therefore, the underworld can only imprison those legendary-level powerful people who are in chaos under the eighteenth level of hell, instead of killing them, because they can't kill them at all!

Let’s talk about Su Bai’s side, not long after riding the innocent handsome guy, he met a group of experts such as Xue Ti Yingli who came from behind. At this time, he still had time to joke, “Hey, aren’t you responsible for the seduction of souls? Why did you come here too?”

Xue Ti gave him a blank look, "We are also warriors. If such a big thing happened in the underworld, we naturally cannot sit idly by. We can't get involved in the World Tree, so of course we can only come here, after all, you are even here."

"I listen to your tone, it seems like I am Zhan Wushao."

"Isn't it?"

"Okay." Su Bai had no power to retort.

Sister Yingli had no intention of joking with them, and her face was full of seriousness.

The innocent handsome guy who acted as a pedestal was obviously a serious person, and said in a deep voice: "This time the situation is extraordinary. Let's not talk about the World Tree for now. Just the roar from hell, the worst situation is that those legendary-level powerful men are going to break through the barrier. I can't be distracted by then... Sister Yingli and Xueti, if there is any danger, Su Bai will ask you."

"No problem." Yingli nodded.

"Yes." Xueti also took on this task very seriously.

Listening to the conversation between the three of them, Su Bai asked suspiciously, "Am I really dragged my feet?"

The three of them did not answer, but just looked at him with a look like "Isn't it?"

"..." Su Bai felt very hurt.

"roar!"

At this moment, a roar rang again, probably because it was a little closer. The roar was not only deafening, but also very vivid and concrete. Su Bai had even imagined the appearance of a monster.

"It seems that the princess and the others have started to suppress..." Tianzhen said and then put Su Bai down, "I want to go over and help. You can stay here for the time being in order to deal with the demons and monsters that may run out of hell, and..."

"...Su Bai is the one who drags his back." When he said these two words, Tian Zhen rushed out quickly, and these half sentences were made up by Su Bai himself, but judging from Tian Zhen's desire to speak but stops, he probably wouldn't be wrong with this.

When he was riding on the back of Tianzhen just now, because the speed was too fast, the wind blew his eyes and made Su Bai a little confused. Now he was finally able to see where he was... He was on the edge of hell.

The whole hell is a step-shaped cylindrical giant pit, which roughly looks like more than a dozen layers. First, the top layer, there are countless souls struggling in the sea of ​​blood, then the second layer is the mountain of swords, the third layer is the sea of ​​fire, etc., layer by layer, down to an abyss of endless darkness at the bottom.

If you ignore the tremendousness of each level of hell, then from bottom to top, hell is a staircase with round sides on all sides.

Su Bai and others stood on a platform on a high place. Looking from here, they could see half of the scene of hell. Of course, being able to see does not mean that the distance is close. In fact, with Su Bai's footsteps, even if they have to go to the first floor of hell, it will take a lot of time.

The monster's roar continued to sound. Su Bai listened a little and determined that it was coming from the dark abyss at the bottom of hell.

In addition, he also saw the three men of Mingyuan Mingyan and Luanhonglian. They were standing in the void above hell in a triangle shape, and their feet were aimed at the edge of the dark abyss... It was obvious that they were using their own strength to suppress monsters below the eighteen levels of hell.

As for Mingye, Su Bai didn't see it. He probably was busy working in several other hells. Anyway, he was still alive, so he would be fine, so there was no need to worry.

At this moment, Su Bai's attention was on Ming Yuan and others. The three of them were just standing in the void, and there was a wave visible to the naked eye to continue to pressure. However, the situation was not optimistic, because this wave would rebound from time to time. Obviously, their strength was insufficient and they could not completely suppress the demons and monsters below the 18th level of hell.

"Hmph, do you dare to try to suppress us?"

At this moment, a dull and majestic sound suddenly came from the abyss of hell, and then a hundred meters long dragon appeared in the air, hovering, and looking at the three people in the Mingyuan one by one.

"Damn it! Dragon?!"

Su Bai was startled. The giant dragon in front of him was the legendary Oriental Dragon. The shiny scales, the huge body and the sharp eyes all showed its handsome, cool and arrogant look.

And the most important thing is... this guy rushed out of hell!

"Don't worry, this is just a projection of it." Sister Yingli said next to her.

"Projection?" Su Bai was stunned and looked carefully. Sure enough, the dragon's body was translucent, and there was a thick layer of black fog around its body, making its entire body a little erratic.

"The seal of hell is not so easy to crack, especially below the eighteenth level of hell. Now the seal has not been broken, and it cannot come out, so it can only cast its own phantom... Of course, even the phantom has the ability to kill us in one blow." Sister Yingli continued to explain, but her body had already taken a few steps forward, protecting Su Bai intentionally or unintentionally.

"Can I ask too much, why is this Eastern Dragon locked in hell?" Su Bai said carefully. After all, the dragon is a legendary sacred creature, especially the Eastern Dragon locked in the sky, and it is also the totem of the Celestial Dynasty. Compared with this God Dragon, Su Bai felt that the demon of the gap that could eat people should be imprisoned in hell.

"Oriental Dragon?" Sister Yingli was slightly stunned, and then reacted, "By the way, dragons are a legendary race among you humans. However, in fact, dragons are a kind of demons, born in vain and growing in the nine heavens. The so-called dragons see their heads but not their tails are both true and false. Of course, you may not understand them now, but it doesn't matter. You just need to know... The dragon in front of you, to be nice, it is rebellious, to be ugly, it is anti-social, treats all life as an ant, and is determined to build a world with only demons and ghosts. It has stirred up this world in bloody storms, so the first generation of Hell came out to defeat it, and then kept imprisoned under the eighteen levels of hell."
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