Ji Hao looked at it with a smile, the eighteen Prison Body of the Netherworld Sect Master, and the incarnation transformed by the eighteen Prison Tiantian in the Netherworld suppressed the Heavenly Dao. Each Prison Body has its own unique magical powers, and each Prison Body has extremely strong Taoist magic power.

Ji Hao secretly estimated that with pure Taoist magic power, the eighteen prison bodies of the Netherworld leader, and casually lifting a prison body out, he could suppress about ten people. If he did not use his innate treasures, he would not be the opponent of any prison body at all.

Da Xiaoyao was even more powerful. Because it was the body of Yuan Ling, she could not accurately judge the strength she retained now, but with the two dragon horned swords, she fought the eighteen prison body in a mess.

In just one cup of tea, at least twenty strange secret treasures of the Eighteen Prison Body threw out, and used fifty or sixty strange magical secret techniques. However, the Dragon-Horn Sword's cold light flashed, and all the secret treasures and secret techniques were cut off by one sword.

The dragon-horned sword transformed by Pangu's front teeth was so arrogant that it broke all the methods with one sword!

Taoist Yu Yu can break ten thousand methods with one sword. That is, Taoist Yu Yu's swordsman has already surpassed the world, and his killing is fierce and unparalleled. Da Xiaoyao can break ten thousand methods with one sword, but it is purely the Dragon Horn Sword is too powerful and domineering.

"Senior, let me help you!" Ji Hao shook his head. He couldn't watch the Netherworld leader show his ugly eyes! With a light stroke of his fingers, the star control wheel sprayed countless starlight, and the "dripping" floating in front of Ji Hao. All the stars in the Zhoutian Star Array fluctuated violently, and a stream of magnificent star power brewed in the void.

"No, I must be a part of the same position with her today!" The eighteen Prison Body roared and refused to help Ji Hao. What is their identity? The leader of the Netherworld Sect is the clone of the Three Corpse of the Daoist. As a top power in the Pangu world, even if he loses a lot with the enemy, he will never really let a junior help him!

It's so embarrassing to see people!

After a long roar, the body of the Eighteen Prison Body suddenly collapsed and turned into rolling fogs of different colors and rose into the sky. Eighteen fogs with diameters of hundreds of miles and tens of thousands of miles spread across the void. Then the fogs connected to each other and turned into eighteen circles with diameters of tens of thousands of miles overlapping in the air.

The overlapping rings locked Da Xiaoyao far away, and the eighteen rings made a low roar and suddenly started to rotate. Some were rotating forward, some were reversed, and the rotation speed was also fast and slow, and several rings were sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

A strange force burst out quietly in the eighteen rings with speed and speed, and the positive and negative rotation. Countless violently trembling stars in the Zhoutian Star Array became solidified and silent. A suffocating, unable to think, unable to act, and wished that it would be so scattered and terrifying aura that disappeared quietly grew.

The rolling fog filled the void, and Da Xiaoyao's figure suddenly condensed. She raised her head in horror and looked at the eighteen huge circles, shouting in a deep voice: "Who are you? Such a great Dharma magic power, this is... the supreme heavenly way of this world? The supreme heavenly way that can control a world, you are definitely not a nameless little person!"

"When I drive you into the Eighteen Prison Heaven, the best life of the First Prison Heaven and the First Prison Heaven and the First Prison Heaven will conquer you, you will naturally know my name!"

Amid the 'hisper' sound, a black air swirled around, and a palm that was thousands of miles apart slowly rushed out of the overlapping ring. With a low roar, a huge and unusual black magic body appeared from the ring.

Wearing an imperial crown on his head, black Netherworld Dragon wrapped around his ears, wearing a black robe, with large images of gray mountains and rivers on it, with white bone straps tied around his waist, countless hideous skulls of all sizes were densely embedded on the white bone straps, and stepping on a pair of lotus boots wrapped around the red karma fire. With one step out, the void was burned out with red karma fire.

Ji Hao looked at the black-faced magic figure with square and majestic face, with three long whiskers floating under his jaw, and exclaimed in a low voice: "This is... the true body of the Netherworld Sect Master!"

The Eighteen Prison Bodies are just the eighteen clones that the Netherworld Sect Master has divided again. Only when the Eighteen Prison Bodies are integrated into one can the real Netherworld Sect Master!

Looking at his huge body, the almost substantial black netherworld aura that filled his body, and the terrifying aura that almost stopped the Zhoutian star formation, Ji Hao's hairs quietly stood up one by one.

That's right? Only such a terrifying momentum can match the identity and title of "Lord of the Underworld".

He is worthy of being one of the three corpses of Taoist Ming. The master of the Netherworld Sect should be less powerful than the original body of Taoist Ming. However, looking at the terrifying atmosphere of his magic body, you can tell that Taoist Ming is indeed a powerful man of the prehistoric world that is as famous as Taoist Mu and Taoist Hua.

"Little woman, you are the incarnation of the Yuan Ling, the lord of a world. Follow me, I will agree to you, and you will not be distracted." The Netherworld leader held a black seal in his left hand, and grabbed a huge scepter in his right hand, lowered his head to look down at Da Xiaoyao.

"Do you want the Yuan Ling you can understand?" Da Xiaoyao laughed strangely: "This idea is good, but this saint never does things that make you beautiful! You should be one of the top talents in this world. If you can control you, hehe!"

With a strange laugh, a long roar of Da Xiaoyao, her body swelled up like a balloon.

In just a few breaths, Da Xiaoyao's body expanded to the same size as the leader of the Netherworld Sect. The dragon-horned sword in her hand naturally expanded to tens of thousands of miles long, enough to match her huge body.

He swung the Dragon-Horse Sword with both hands, screamed in a loud voice, and slashed at the Netherworld Sect Leader.

The face of the leader of the Netherworld Sect became extremely serious. Eighteen-fold rings were wrapped around him, and the rolling Netherworld energy gushed out, making Da Xiaoyao's movements slow and deformed. The huge scepter on his right hand hit, smashed, knocked, and knocked, and kept hitting Da Xiaoyao, but he was extremely careful not to use the scepter to knock the Dragon-horned Sword.

One was almost hysterical and tried his best, while the other was afraid of using weapons to resist the other party. After only a few breaths of fighting, the leader of the Netherworld Sect was at a disadvantage.

The rolling Netherworld Qi kept pouring into Da Xiaoyao, but the power of the Dragon Horn Sword was too great. The Netherworld Qi, which would be frozen by ordinary people, was constantly split by the Dragon Horn Sword, and could not really hurt Da Xiaoyao. At most, it would make her move slower.

Seeing that the leader of the Netherworld Sect had been wiped by the Dragon-Hook Sword several times and was almost injured under the Dragon-Hook Sword, Ji Hao shook his head and shouted sternly: "Senior, you have something to ask for help from the senior afterwards. You have a treasure here, so let me lend it to you to meet the enemy!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a chaotic air spurted out, and the Pangu Bell emitted infinite light and flew towards the Netherworld leader.

The leader of the Netherworld Sect grabbed the Pangu Bell and was slightly stunned. Then he suddenly became ecstatic and a mouthful of the Netherworld aura blew on the Pangu Bell. The Pangu Bell, which was originally about a meter high and a meter high and a swelled to tens of thousands of miles.

He held up the Pangu Bell with both hands, and the Netherworld leader roared and swung the Pangu Bell with one blow.
Chapter completed!