Nine Heavens

Chapter 1391

Six-faced and nine-armed Yin Lang stared intently for a while, among other things, seeing that the leader was Liu Qianlang, he felt uncomfortable for a while. I saw Liu Qianlang hugging the wine jar, throwing his head up and pouring wine on such an occasion, as if nothing happened, the aura like a joke, the six-faced and nine-armed Yin Lang saw in his eyes, and immediately became timid.

He didn't care about continuing to pursue Dongyuan Fire Witch Zhansha, and controlled the Hell Winged Dragon Dragon to shoot towards the center of the underworld.

And the sky shadow he saw was Liu Qianlang, Song Zhen, Cheng Yuanfang, Song Zhen and the eight guardians. After Liu Qianlang and others practiced the nine-color magic ball to activate the method.

At this moment, they are manipulating the nine-color magic ball together, and the ten thousand beast howling formation and the nine-image golden man are coming towards the underworld together. On the way, they also ran into Nine Swords and Cheng Shifeng who came to help from the Blessed Mountain.

This group of people suddenly became more majestic, bringing bursts of hurricanes in the sky, roaring towards the underworld.

"Hehe, brothers, Daddy Hunzun and the others are finally here, if we persist for another hour or two, we will win!"

Liu Chao, the eldest of the Nine Infants, sensed that Hun Zun's father, Liu Qianlang, and others had finally come to attack Mingkong, and was overjoyed for a moment, his spirit was shaken, and he happily thought of sound transmission brothers.

Liu Qianlang had already seen the situation of Mingkong thousands of miles away, and was very relieved to see that although Jiuying had retreated steadily, he was still controlling the Jiuding and Lianhong without collapsing. Everything turned out better than first surmised.

He raised his head and took a sip of Shang wine, then with a hum, he threw the wine jar thousands of miles in front of him, and in the next second, he thought of the magic trick of Budun, and in a blink of an eye the dark sky covered the wine bottle.

"Boom—"

I saw Liu Qianlang cast a spell and instantly fled to the wine jar of Shangjiu above the dark sky, which suddenly expanded to millions of miles in radius, and then the wine jar automatically poured out, and began to release the flood of wine violently. Running around under the entire underworld, the waves are surging.

A huge torrent of wine, roaring, was poured towards Seven Seven Forty Nine Nether Gate. Next, Liu Qianlang flew a flame of Xuanzhen.

All of a sudden, the vast underworld where all kinds of evil smoke rose, ignited the sky again, and the wine jar in the sky poured wine, which helped the fire, and flowed into the wine river at Seventy-seven Forty-Nine Nether Gate, and instantly turned into a river of red fire.

As a result, Ming Kong was madly attacking Jiuding Lianhong's countless phalanxes of Yin soldiers, and was suddenly disturbed by the flood of wine in the sky and the sudden fire, and they kept rising to adjust their combat perspective.

Naturally, the momentum of the attack was reduced, and Jiuying's control of Jiuding Lianhong was somewhat invincible, and the pressure was instantly relieved.

However, this is only a matter of a moment. In the underworld, countless phalanxes of Yin soldiers are not afraid of fire and water, and they all float in the sky with just a stick of incense.

Looking around, the phalanx of hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers is like dark clouds, layered on top of each other, up and down, covering the area that already occupies most of the third human sky.

At the front of these phalanxes, on a huge ghostly green cloud platform, blazing smoke, the two-headed yellow mandrill marshal stands on it. One keeps smoking the sky, and the other shakes the ghost flag.

Afterwards, countless phalanxes of Yin soldiers swooped down in extremely orderly batches, crazily attacking Jiuding Lianhong. After a moment of disadvantage, there was an even more rampant attack.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang!"

With the torrential rainbow of countless yin soldier phalanxes, they shot at Jiuding Lianhong like meteors all over the sky, and Jiuying's spiritual power was exhausted, and he was no longer able to continue to motivate Jiuding, Jiuding Lianhong was finally defeated by the opponent. Destroyed, a loud noise broke out around the sky.

I saw the infinitely huge Jiuding Lianhong, after being destroyed, quickly formed a circle of beautiful haze of various colors, Xiahe, slowly rising into the sky, shocking and beautiful.

"Whoa-"

"Oh ha ha"

In the sky, on the cloud platform in front of the countless phalanxes of Yin soldiers, the blazing smoke and the two-headed yellow mandrill Marshal, and other directions, the forty-eight gatekeeper marshals outside the gate of the underworld, saw that the Jiuding Lianhong was finally destroyed There was a burst of wild laughter.

Then, all the flags fluttered, and after the blazing smoke released a chimney of heaven to attack the evil smoke, a large number of phalanxes roared and flew towards the third world in all directions.

At this time, Liu Chao, the eldest of Liu Qianlang's nine Nascent Souls, saw that the Jiuding and Lianhong had been destroyed, but quickly took away the Chaos Divine Cauldron, summoned the ghost boat, rescued eight brothers in Miaoshun, and then fled back to the Liu Qianlang approached.

Without waiting for them to speak, Liu Qianlang smiled and said: "Nine children, if you persevere until now, we will be victorious. You have contributed a lot to this Third World War! Needless to say, go back and adjust your breath!"

As soon as Liu Qianlang's words fell, Jiuying and the ghost boat were included in the Moyu Skeleton. In the next second, one of the three major magic arts was activated, and the two fingers of Zhongshi shot out a golden rainbow, pointing at the circle Xiahe that was still rising into the sky, making a circle along the entire Xiahe River, and then moved the finger toward In the sky above the dark sky, there are countless phalanxes of Yin soldiers flying around.

In an instant, the huge circle Xiahe quickly descended again, covering all the phalanxes of Yin soldiers.

After a while, the blazing smoke and all the remaining hundreds of millions of Yin soldiers in his seventy-seven forty-nine gate of the underworld were covered in it. Then it engulfed them and ascended into the sky area outside the underworld again and floated away.

"Hehe, Fengmei, Nine Swords! I will leave these little devils to you two. The forces of darkness, there is no way to turn them around, and they will all be slaughtered!"

Liu Qianlang's white hair fluttered around, her face was calm, her words were calm, but her voice resonated with the world, she said with a smile.

"Haha. Master really knows my Nine Swords mind!"

Hearing the words, Nine Swords immediately controlled tens of thousands of Nine Heavens Immortal Fate Swords, Sword Dragons and dragons, roaring and chasing towards the floating circle Xiahe.

"Cluck. Yes!"

Cheng Shifeng smiled mischievously, and also controlled the White-faced Tiger King, appearing thousands of miles away in an instant like lightning.

At the same time, Liu Qianlang was not idle, and with a clear whistle, the Jiuxiang Jinren had been divided into eight squares and dry positions according to the formation that Master Yunye explained beforehand, and appeared first in the phalanx where there were no more Yin soldiers around and above the dark sky.

Then the nine-image golden man instantly condenses the golden waves all over his body and emerges as a golden rainbow. The nine-image golden rainbow is interlaced and connected to form a magical golden net, forming a tight formation that monitors the positions of all parties.

After the golden man of the Nine Statues was in place, Song Zhen stepped on the blood unicorn and appeared outside the golden statue, offering sacrifices to the astrological ruler, the Qishang Spring and the Chaos Luoxiang Promise Disk, Zhou Tianfei searched for possible accidents in the dark sky and Kun position.

The eight guardians, after a while of galloping, also quickly appeared around the golden statue of Bingpo Daoist.

"Aw--"

As for Cheng Yuanfang, his chaotic eyes swept across the entire underworld, especially the tree of the underworld gate in the center, and the seven seven forty-nine underworld gates opened wide on it, with a domineering and calm expression.

At the foot, the three-eyed wild wolf was all over the sky, looking up at Tianyu Aoyue at midnight at this time, and howling, the surrounding beasts immediately looked at the leader, and then roared rhythmically.

"Leading the waves! I'm going! Be careful!"

Cheng Yuanfang was as usual, although he didn't talk much, but every word was important! Before he finished speaking, he was already holding the nine-color magic ball, which was surrounded by countless giant beasts, and flew across the sky for more than ten thousand miles in an instant.

"Yuanfang, this is for you. If you suddenly come across the gate of the underworld and send troops, immediately use magic to help out, and you will come back safely!"

In the end, there were a group of people, only Liu Qianlang was left alone.

Liu Qianlang stepped on the sun-red sundial of the dragon, and watched his brother walk steadily away surrounded by countless divine beasts. Suddenly he felt very uneasy, and threw the "Scroll of Demonic Darkness" to his brother, thinking of sound transmission.

When Cheng Yuanfang received the "Scary of Darkness", he swept his consciousness, remembered all the points of magic in it, Hui Mou and his brother took a deep look at each other in tacit understanding, and then resolutely moved on.