Chapter 1442: Those who block me will die

"Huh~ Drink~"

The King of Underworld collapsed on the ground, his breathing heavy.

He kept scanning Ling Yi with his light: "Who are you?

Why are there such a terrifying divine thought?”

A strange arc appeared on the corner of Ling Yi's mouth, and the illusion of Yin and Yang transformed into earth unraveled, revealing his "true body".

It turned out to be a sword cultivator wearing a mask.

"Sword Tomb, Xuan Yi!"

Just four short words, but it is as thunderous as the ears.

Even though he was far away in the underworld, this King of Underworld had heard of the power of the new head of the Sword Tomb. He opened the Sword Mountain, killed ten thousand zombies, and destroyed the Ten Directions Holy Academy.

These things are all major events that can greatly change the situation in Zhongzhou.

"It turned out to be you. Why did you come to the underworld? I remember that my underworld clan and your sword tomb have no grudges..."

The King of Underworld had a bitter face, and this time he kicked it to the iron plate.

I thought it was a rat who cheated, but I didn't expect it to be a big Buddha.

Ling Yi's back wings fluttered: "No grievance or revenge?

What does it have to do with you if I destroy you?"

Xuan Yi's identity cannot be exposed. As for the King of the Underworld, why should I explain it to him?

The strong don't need any reason to act.

After hearing Ling Yi's answer, the King of Underworld knew it.

Could it be that this is the sorrow of the weak, being crushed to death, and not even worthy of having a reason.

In the eyes of such a powerful person as the head of Jianzhong, even the ordinary Venerable of the Earth is an ant.

What does it have to do with you if I destroy you?

This sentence kept echoing in the king of the Underworld and almost became its inner demon.

"Where is Mrs. White Bone hiding?

Say it quickly, otherwise I will let you taste the secret skills of Jianzhong!"

Ling Yi shouted softly and cut off a piece of the arm of the King of Underworld.

Seeing that the visitor was so famous, the King of the Underworld was a man with a harsh and weak appearance, he immediately told him about the location of Mrs. Baigu's bedroom.

Ling Yi carried the King of Underworld suspiciously and walked towards a gloomy valley to the west.

"If I find out that you are telling a lie, you know the consequences."

Ling Yi threatened.

The King of Underworld could not even escape at this time, so he dared to play any tricks. He muttered: "Little man, villain dare not.

But……"

Halfway through, the King of the Underworld didn't dare to say it.

Ling Yi was just a squinting look, and the King of Underworld said his thoughts with a hard mouth: "Sir, you have to know that the woman Baibo already knows that you are here.

Even if Xiao Wang takes you to her hiding place, the only thing that greets you is ambush.”

"This... this is not what Xiao Wang is trying to do."

At the end of the conversation, the King of the Underworld smiled silly.

Ling Yi found it disgusting. This person has no strong style at the moment.

The so-called King of the Underworld is just a fool.

Even if Mrs. White Bone set up an ambush?

It’s nothing more than soldiers coming to block the generals and water coming to cover the earth.

With the Hetu and Luoshu in hand, the entire Zhongzhou energy was dispatched by him and he had already established an invincible place.

The valley is empty, and there are frequent sounds coming from time to time.

Ling Yi searched for the voice to defend his position, and shot out sword energy in the direction of the sound.

Wherever he walked, there were corpses of the Underworld people.

Before he knew it, Ling Yi walked to the entrance of the valley.

There was no trace of blood on his body except the long sword.

The King of Underworld was so shocked that he could also attack the soldiers, but he would never be as casual as Ling Yi.

The head of the sword tomb is well-known.

Just as Ling Yi was about to walk out of the valley, a blood-colored barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, and countless white bone men appeared, holding swords and shields.

Behind, a large number of strange-tale tribes emerged, with great strength and a large area of ​​True Lord Realm.

On both sides, deep-skinned soldiers of the Underworld, spearmen, crossbowmen, cavalry... many soldiers gathered in this small valley.

Even over the valley, there were densely packed soldiers of the Underworld.

These cavalrymen were all white bone monsters under their crotch, with huge bone wings growing on both ribs, hovering in the sky.

Ling Yi drew his sword and looked around, and he had a rough sense of his spiritual thoughts.

There were more than ten thousand Netherworld tribes gathered in this valley.

"Those who block me will die!"

Ling Yi released a sword intent, and the flying cavalry in the air fell into a large area.

The dozens of white bone men in front of Ling Yi looked at each other, and there was a hint of fear in their actions.

"Brothers, don't be afraid. We have so many people who take turns to fight, even if we spend money, it will cost him to death."

A man with a huge skeleton shouted, and rushed towards Ling Yi with a big Pu sword.

The soldiers of the Netherworld tribe around were also bewitched and rushed towards Ling Yi like a tide.

"Kill, boy, don't be too arrogant!"

The sound of tsunami sounded across the valley, and the silence of the past was like dead ashes, and the sound of people was buzzing at this moment.

Four strong arms slowly appeared on Ling Yi's back, and the six famous swords from Xuanyuan Sword Pavilion were also held in his hands.

Some of these famous swords were broken, and some left jagged cracks.

Although it is broken, it is enough to kill people!

"No matter how many ants there are, aren't they?"

Ling Yi's body turned into a gust of wind and swept into the crowd, bringing behind him with afterimages.

Say it!

Among the group of soldiers of the Netherworld clan, heads were constantly thrown high, and the broken sword, broken sword, broken hammer rolled to the ground.

Wherever Ling Yi went, he would roll up a storm-like sword blade and strangle countless soldiers of the Underworld.

It's simply a human-shaped meat grinder.

The soldiers and bone men of the Netherworld tribe in the valley are decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Put the undead aura into the arrow, shoot the arrow quickly, shoot the arrow quickly!"

In the sky, a knight commander beat the escaped soldiers with a bone whip.
Chapter completed!