"Boom boom!"

Wherever everyone stood, the space began to twist, and a crack suddenly appeared, and there were flames like huge waves sweeping from it. Immediately afterwards, figures filled with white flames walked out of the crack like a tide. In the blink of an eye, the sky outside the square was covered with these flame figures.

These figures, with flames wrapped around them, held a white spear in their hands, and their emotionsless eyes were staring coldly at Lu Mu and others.

"These are actually living people!"

Mr. Song glanced at him and his face was beating involuntarily.

They are all Dou Zun, tens of thousands, but they have been refined and become Hoknu, which is equivalent to an alternative puppet.

"roar!"

As soon as Old Song's voice fell, the thousands of flaming figures suddenly burst out with an angry roar, with a vast aura, and even the powerful Dou Shengshi did not dare to underestimate them.

"Too many, I can't kill them all!"

Several people took action quickly. As powerful people in the fight saint, their methods were naturally amazing. They could take away hundreds of Hokeng slaves in one move. The original overwhelming momentum was instantly vacant. But no matter how fierce Lu Mu and his team attacked, there were still a steady stream of Hokeng slaves gushing out from the cracks, killing them inexhaustible!

"Fuck, I know that there are so many dangers here, how dare those people come here? Now, they all have become Hound."

Mr. Song cursed and looked very bad. He found that the most Hokuns were besieging him in this direction. Although most of them were only equivalent to the level of a one-star Douzun, he could not resist the large number. The power of thousands of Douzuns was forced to use some means.

"It's useless to continue killing like this, you can only go in first!" Old Qiu shouted in a deep voice.

Without waiting for everyone to respond, Mr. Song had already retreated towards the Jumen behind him. Before the Honu was blocking him along the way, he exploded. The group was as popular as Changhong. Finally, they each slapped a palm and slammed hard on the Jumen.

"Bang!"

The Jumen exploded into countless pieces, and the moment the Jumen exploded, the endless Honu behind him also stopped chasing his body, suspended in the air, covering the sky and the sun.

"Let's go, it is rumored that at the end of the Demon Fire Hall, there is where the Jinglian Demon Fire itself is." Old Qiu shouted.

"Walk."

Without hesitation, everyone stepped into Jumen and saw a very desolate world.

Here, the world is reversed, the earth is the sky, and the sky is the earth, and it has extremely terrifying gravity. However, for Lu Mu's people, this quickly adapted.

"It is rumored that the space that seals the Jinglian Demon Fire is originally the space opened up by the Jinglian Demon Saint, and it is his place of sitting and transformation, and everything he has buried in it."

"It seems that the rumors are not false, but with the painstaking management of Jinglian Demon Fire for thousands of years, it has long been turned into a dragon's and tiger's den."

Mr. Song sighed slightly that in the era when countless powerful people emerged ten thousand years ago, the Jinglian Demon Saint was the absolute best among them.

"Shut up!"

Old Liu shouted softly. As soon as he finished speaking, the sky and earth shook. In the distance, a long white line was gradually amplified. You could feel the extremely violent aura from afar, and the breathtaking roar.

"The monster, even the monster has been enslaved, and the Jinglian demon fire is becoming more and more powerful." Old Qiu said.

"Dear elders, prepare to do it."

Lu Mu took a deep breath and looked stern.

......

The vast hall was shrouded in the rich white flames. In this nearly huge hall, dense Hounds stood straight. They did not make any sound, but they had an extremely terrifying aura that filled the space. The momentum seemed to merge together and turned into a giant dragon with its head raised, looking down from a high place, with endless murderous intent in its bloody eyes.

At this time, Lu Mu, who had just broken through the giant gate and walked out of the flipped world, couldn't help but frown slowly.

"It seems that every time I walk through a door, the hidden power behind it will be stronger, which is equivalent to the Honu of the Three-Star Dou Zun. Even if the Five-Star Dou Sheng is dealing with it, it will take a lot of effort."

Lu Mu said.

A Dou Zun is not worth mentioning in the eyes of everyone, but the current number has become 10,000. Even the Dou Saint strongman must be energetic. The number of Holy slaves in front of him is far more than 100,000, especially these Holy slaves cooperate perfectly. With the joint efforts, even if they are cultivating spiritual energy, they must start to make some defenses.

"Fuck, can't you do something so hard? You have to play such a trick, which is disgusting." Old Song spat, feeling a little depressed, but he had nowhere to release him.

"There is no way. After thousands of years of transformation of Jinglian Demon Fire, the demon fire has long been transformed into a dragon pond and tiger den. We may have to follow the rules it sets." Mr. Qiu shook his head, and was also a little helpless.

"Stay going!"

Lu Mu made a quick decision, took the lead and stepped into the hall.

The three elders who followed closely behind also took action at the first time, instantly destroying the Honu army in the hall with a destructive attitude. When they arrived at the end of the hall, they smashed the Giant Gate again and entered with great pride.

In the following time, I was still boring to pass the levels. The first few levels were a bit attractive, but the latter became less and less capable, and it was very boring and monotonous. Each space was exactly the same and had no change at all. The only difference was that the more I went to the back, the stronger the strength of Honu became. Even after passing countless levels, some injuries occurred on Lu Mu.

"Bang!"

The Giant Gate blew out, and a hall appeared in front of him again.

"Come again?"

Old Song's face twitched slightly, and he wanted to slap the space here to death, but the space here was too solid and he couldn't take it badly.

"No, there is only one person this time!"

Lu Mu spoke.

There are no dense Honu in this palace, but some are figures sitting on the throne. His eyes are closed, as if they are ancient sacred mountain, and a heavy and powerful aura spreads out from his body.

"The Four-Star Dou Sheng is still in the early stage!"

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It was always more comfortable to deal with a group of ants.

"Old man Song, you, come on!"

Mr. Qiu started to command without hesitation.

"Why is it me?"

Mr. Song said with some dissatisfaction.

"You have the strongest strength."

The three of them spoke in unison, and they made Mr. Song say something a little fluttering, and a smug look on their faces.

"Well, I will come when I go. I have been tired of this endless passing through the barriers for a long time." Old Song held high and stretched his waist, his breath shook the world, and nothing could bear it, and it all turned into ashes.

The giant sitting on the throne stood up. It was a demon ape, holding a stone stick bound with demon patterns, and was extremely fierce.

"A mere animal, die!"

Old Song slowly raised his hand, the world was dark and countless cracks in space were broken, as if nothing here could no longer carry him.

The moment his hand fell, the world was completely dim.
Chapter completed!