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The Primordial Demon God is the strongest race in hell, not one of them!

They were born in the immemorial age, hence their name.

But with the passage of time, the number of this race has gradually decreased.

When there are thousands of people, they are all considered their peak.

Each of them grows up to be the strongest monarch, and there is a high probability of breaking through to the prison master.

Almost one in twenty can break through.

In this way, we can see how terrifying this race is.

However, since the fall of the last Primordial Demon God, this race has been completely extinct.

Now in hell, they are all descendants of the Demon God, but they have a part of their blood, not purebreds.

The black hole in front of him was formed after the fall of the last demon god.

This Primordial Demon God is a powerhouse at the master level of the universe, far better than ordinary masters. Whether it is soul or body, he has reached the pinnacle and reached the pinnacle of the universe.

In the depths of the black hole, there is the mysterious power he left behind that can reshape the Primordial Demon God.

Even if you can't create 100% pure blood, it's terrifying to have most of the power.

This is what hell has always wanted!

Yangmian Universe has often tried here in the past, and every time the mythical battlefield comes, they will send strong people here.

But it is a pity that so many times have passed and they have not got it either.

The depths of the black hole are too terrifying, and the damage to the sun-faced creatures is even greater, and even the main god will fall, so they have never been able to obtain it.

boom!

With a violent tremor, the light spitting out of the black hole suddenly disappeared, and its rotation speed also slowed down, and finally stopped slowly, as if dead still.

Everyone stared there, their whole bodies tightened.

What happened inside?

Are the hell powerhouses who entered, are all dead?

The heart of Bai Yuan's rule sank to the bottom.

"Cough cough cough!"

Suddenly, with a coughing sound, several figures slowly walked out of the black hole.

The leader is a hell master, his whole body is covered with wounds, not even one arm is missing, his whole body is tattered, bloody, and terrible.

It is frightening to let a master suffer such severe injuries.

Behind him, there are two prisoners, their injuries are even more terrifying, and they will fall down at any time if they are angry.

As for the other prisoners, they have disappeared and have fallen into it.

After seeing them come out, the faces of the hell and the sun-faced powerhouse changed at the same time, but one was happy and the other was extremely gloomy.

The master of hell rushed over in an instant: "How?"

Master Chenyue nodded, then opened his mouth and coughed up a big mouthful of blood: "Got it!"

Dominator Bai Yuan's eyes instantly became extremely flaming: "Good! Good! Good!"

He said three good words in a row, from which you can see how excited he is.

The face of the ruler of the sun face can no longer be described as ugly, and he was actually given it by hell.

This is definitely not good news for Yangmian.

In the current Yangmian universe, there are already many lost main gods. If the strength of the hell grows again, the pressure on the Yangmian can be imagined, and it will be in a weaker side.

"It's better to leave this thing on the sun." A faint voice suddenly sounded.

Afterwards, the void fluctuated, and a figure quietly appeared here.

Under him was a long bronze sword, rusty, as if buried under the ground for tens of thousands of years. It didn't have any intimidating edge, but it made people palpitating.

With his appearance, there seemed to be a lot of aura in the void, cutting people's bodies, making people very uncomfortable.

Seeing him appear, the ruler on the sunny face also showed a touch of joy.

Bai Yuan and Chen Yue, the two hell masters, looked at the coming masters, and there was a solemn flash in their eyes.

"Golden Punishment!"

If you have heard of this name, you will know its weight.

This is an extremely ancient existence, I don't know what kind of creature it is, but it has mastered the origin.

And it is the source of gold with the strongest edge, and its lethality is the most terrifying.

It is said that he killed several master gods, and even killed the master, leaving the shadow of that master's life. After struggling for tens of thousands of years, he died.

This is a terrifying powerhouse, so the master of hell must be treated with caution.

"Unexpectedly, you also joined the alliance." A gloomy flash of Bai Yuan's handsome face.

"Both parties take what they need." Jin Xing said lightly: "What you take out of it, let's stay here."

Chen Yue sneered: "Only you? This is something that belongs to my hell!"

"The battlefield of mythology is on the sunny side, and the things in it belong here. If you want to take it away, you can try it." Jin Xing's expression was indifferent, without any fluctuation.

This is the self-confidence brought by strong strength.

Mastering the origin, touching the threshold of the Lord of the Universe, this is where other masters cannot compare.

They have the hope to snoop into a higher world, and they are no longer in the same dimension.

"Then try it!" Bai Yuan's long and narrow eyes burst out with amazing divine light, as sharp as two heavenly swords, piercing the void.

"I can't help myself." Jin Xing sat in the void, looking down at the people below.

boom!

Bai Yuan made a move, holding a bloody saber in his hand, slashed a shocking blow at the sky.

A blood-red blade light, tens of thousands of miles long, seemed to split the entire starry sky. The biting sharp light made the hair stand upright, and the body seemed to be split.

With a touch of evil on Bai Yuan's handsome face, the corners of his mouth curled up. At this moment, there was a bloodthirsty madness, and his hair was dancing wildly.

Jin Xing snorted softly, and the golden sword under the seat made a clanging sound, piercing the golden cracked stone, and a sword light flew out.

Rumble!

Two Changhong pierced through the void, and then collided together.

Obviously it was an attack formed by the accumulation of energy, but at this time it made a sound like gold and iron fighting, making the void vibrate along with it.

Where are the sword energy and the sword light, they are clearly two torrents, rolling in like a Tianhe, raging in the void.

The world here has been completely broken open, and the void is shattered like a mirror, falling apart and falling to the ground.

Bai Yuan laughed frantically, and the blood-red saber in his hand burst out with an astonishing suffocation. It seemed that a sea of ​​blood appeared here, a strong bloody atmosphere was permeating, and countless bones were floating in the blood.

Although he was extremely handsome, but at the moment like Shura, that murderous aura was too powerful.

Although Golden Punishment contained disdain in his words, he did not dare to neglect in his heart.

Bai Yuan is in charge of the eighth level of hell. As we all know, the deeper the hell, the stronger the strong.

Bai Yuan's strength is stronger than the masters of the previous hells.

This was tempered through countless killings, and what he cultivated was the way of killing, full of tyranny and destruction.

Golden Punishment waved his big hand, and the ancient bronze sword under the seat flew out directly.

"One sword from heaven and earth!"