Chapter 1409 Don't rest easy
It was like hearing the funnyest joke, especially when he saw the face of the King of Hell, who was still looking expectant, the third brother couldn't help laughing.
"The dead cannot survive!"
He laughed and teased the King of Hell, as if he made him happier, "You actually believe it? How could Butian have a stupid disciple like you..."
"You're looking for death!"
The King of Hell was furious and embarrassed. He instantly rushed out. The stone slabs on the ground cracked, the wind was howling, and it was extremely crazy!
He just wants to kill the third brother now!
Boom-
The black air swept through and wrapped the third brother up in an instant, as if he wanted to swallow him alive!
"Overbial ability!"
The third brother snorted, opened his hands, and dispersed the black gas, and glanced at the King of Hell with disdain, "Even if you reach the level of the Spirit Platform, so what? If you don't become the supreme, you will be an ant after all!"
He slapped out with his palm, and in an instant, the storm whistled, blowing away the black air. The third brother moved his body and changed his shadow, and his speed was extremely fast!
I don’t know how many times better than his last appearance, but it was like a different person!
"This is your real strength!" The King of Hell was shocked. Unexpectedly, the third brother was so strong that he was so strong that the storm came, as strong as him, and he felt extremely stressed.
The two fists kept roaring, but the gap between the Lingtai and the Lingtai Great Perfect Realm in the early stage was still like a ravine.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The King of Hell almost deserves his life and attacks wildly, but he cannot hurt the third brother at all. It is like mud entering the sea, and no matter how powerful the attack power is, it disappears without a trace.
"boom!"
The third brother slapped out his palm, and it seemed that three thousand palms appeared instantly, slapped hard from all directions, directly shocking the King of Hell.
This method of changing shapes and shadows seems to instantly transform into thousands of clones, which is the strongest move of the Schizophrenic Art.
"puff--!"
The King of Hell flew backwards and smashed heavily on the stone chair, smashing his throne into pieces.
His face was pale, blood splattered, and there was a bright red handprint on his chest, almost piercing his chest!
Without a few moves, the King of Hell was seriously injured.
"I said, if you don't have the supreme, you are just an ant after all. Even if you take this step, it will be meaningless."
The third brother walked over, as if he was looking at a dead dog, his eyes full of fun, "So even if he broke through to the spiritual platform realm, isn't he still being played with by me like a dog?"
He squinted his eyes, his face full of sarcastic smile: "Are you looking forward to it? I will help you wake up and repair the sky?"
The King of Hell's eyes were full of flames!
"Swish--!"
He rioted in an instant, but the third brother was faster than him!
"Crack!"
With a few crisp sounds, the third brother showed no mercy and directly broke the limbs of the King of Hell.
"ah--!"
The King of Hell screamed shrillly and could not move for a moment. He hated himself, how could he believe this third brother, this bastard, this bastard!
"This gold paper is very special and does have a great effect, but it is not for the purpose of replenishing the sky."
The third brother took out seven pages of gold paper from the King of Hell and played with it for a while. It seemed that he had been waiting for the object to return to the original owner for too many years. He reached out and took out the gold paper of the Schizhe from his arms. At this moment, eight pages of gold paper were just one page away.
He narrowed his eyes slightly. He had to do something he did more than 30 years ago. The difference is that no one can stop him this time.
"There is another page, and it's time to get it."
The third brother smiled slightly, his indifferent look ignored the look that almost wished he could kill him!
"By the way, I forgot to tell you," the third brother took two steps, turned his head again, looked at the King of Hell, the evil charm on his face made people feel chilled when they saw it, "Butian is the first supreme I killed. I still remember... Her surprised and unwilling look seemed to have never thought until she died that I would actually kill her. She must have died very unwillingly."
After saying that, the third brother laughed wildly and disappeared in an instant.
The King of Hell lay there, his limbs were broken, especially when he heard the last thing the third brother said, he almost fainted from anger.
Qing'er must have died with all her eyes closed... She never thought that she would be killed by someone she had always trusted.
"Qing'er...Qing'er..." The King of Hell's eyes were red, and tears kept rolling down, more than thirty years! More than thirty years!
He waited for this dream for more than 30 years, but the result was that. The King of Hell couldn't help crying, and there was no such thing as a king.
The entire Hall of Hell was filled with crying, the grief and powerlessness, which made the Hall of Hell look lonely and deserted.
Kunlun Northern Territory.
Ye Tiancheng has not left yet. In the past few days, he has been observing the restrictions and formations on the mountains on both sides.
For formation masters like him, the formation restrictions on the mountains on both sides are still very deep, and it will take a lot of time to see through them.
"I really didn't expect that such a thing happened back then," everyone felt an accident when he heard Su Han say this. "I'm afraid that even if I die, I will not be in peace."
What's even more terrifying is that the third brother disguised himself for more than ten years for this game, so that the other eight supreme emperors could trust him!
But the result is a tragedy.
"Senluo's city is extremely profound, the master has excellent martial arts strength and talent, and the third brother is even more sinister and vicious. These three clone souls are probably only part of that supreme personality."
Su Han said seriously, "If his injury recovers and these personalities merge into one person, how terrible would it be?"
Just thinking about it, Su Han felt a little troublesome.
But when the eight supreme emperors joined forces to fight, they failed to kill them. Instead, they lost the five supreme emperors. What about now?
Ye Tiancheng was in a good condition, and the old instructor was still in Yuanminghu. What is the difference between Lao Zhang, who has never recognized his identity and a mortal?
Do you have to rely on these people to fight against the third brother?
This is simply impossible.
Everyone felt the pressure.
"He can fully expose his ambitions, because no one can stop him now." Zhuang Lin's face looked a little ugly. He had never been so desperate.
But when he thought of fighting against a powerful man of the supreme level, even if he was confident, he knew that he could not do it at all.
"Man cannot, but God can."
Su Han was silent for a long time before he spoke.
He was about to speak when the third elder of the Jun family walked in, with a hint of surprise on his face: "Su Han, the beast swallowing is here, saying that there is something to ask for."
Hell Swallowing Beast, a powerful man of such a demon king level, isn’t he afraid of death?
Listening to the tone of the third elder of the Jun family, the attitude of swallowing beasts seemed to be completely different from the past, full of respect and even a little afraid.
Outside the camp, the swallow beast stood there with a pale face and obviously a little embarrassed in his eyes. When he saw Su Han, he immediately bowed: "Su Han, the King of Hell is seriously injured, I want to ask you to save him!"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!