Chapter 908: : Afterlife!

Ye Ling just entered Hell, and countless sorcerers suddenly rushed toward her.
Ye Ling no expression, a wave of sleeves.
boom!
Those who are not close to her are directly exploding and turning into nothingness.
The rest of the evil spirits quickly retreated and did not dare to approach.
Ye Xuan looks into the distance. In the black ancient city at the end of the line of sight, a strong atmosphere is like a wave of water constantly swaying out. The breath is stronger than once, and it is extremely horrible.
At this time, in the old black city, a sound of a sudden sound suddenly sounded, and then, a middle-aged man slowly floated from the city, hovering around the man, countless souls.
This person is the Emperor of the Dead!
Ye Ling looked at the Emperor of the Dead and looked calm.
In the distance, the deceased Emperor took a deep breath of greed, and his face was full of intoxication, "the taste of freedom!"
He said, suddenly he looked at Ye Ling in the distance and smiled: "I heard that you are the last great man in the world?"
Ye Ling no expression, "You have a lot of nonsense."
The sound fell, her palms spread out, a blood red sickle suddenly appeared in her hands, the next moment, she has disappeared into the field.
The gray sky, a flash, the blood passed, the space burst, then annihilated, and finally turned into nothingness, completely disappeared, extremely embarrassing.
In the distance, the dead man’s mouth was slightly stunned.
Come, let me see if you are a great emperor, or my great emperor!

Said, he palms down, then gently lifted up, "Yellow Spring Ashes!"
The sound fell, and in the sky, a dark green flame poured down. The place where the flame passed, the space was instantly burned to ashes.
Below, Ye Ling suddenly stopped, she looked up at the dark green flame, her palm spread out, blood red sickle in her hand brought a sky and rose up to the flame.
boom!
Suddenly, the whole suddenly trembled, and countless flames and blood swayed toward the surrounding area. For a time, the sorcerers and ghosts in the field fled around, and the ghosts were crying.
Below, the Emperor of the Dead looked at Ye Ling. "Your ancestors are not as good as you!"
Ye Ling no expression, she glanced around, "Why, they don't come out?"
The Emperor of the Dead looked directly at Ye Ling. "Kill you, I am enough!"
When the sound fell, a black rifle suddenly appeared in his hand. The next moment, he directly turned into a black light bursting out. In front of his gunpoint, there were countless scorpions and scorpions. These sorrowful ghosts were mad, crazy. roar.
In the distance, Ye Ling’s mouth smeared with a touch of disdain.
Is it by you?

The language fell, she held a blood red sickle and slammed directly forward.
laugh!
In the field, a sharp tearing sound suddenly sounded.
Bang!
A thrilling sound suddenly rang out of the game, and the whole trembled fiercely, as if it were a big earthquake, extremely embarrassing.
At this time, the Emperor of the Dead has returned to its original position, and that Ye Ling has not returned.
The Emperor of the Dead looked at Ye Ling, and his look was dignified.
In the distance, Ye Ling’s eyes suddenly closed slowly. Then, her whole person disappeared directly from the air. When she saw this scene, the eyes of the dead emperor suddenly picked up,
three dimensions space!

The sound fell and he disappeared.
As the two disappeared, the whole suddenly calmed down.
In this way, I don’t know how long it took, the space in which the two had been in the room suddenly split, and then the two appeared again in this hell, and at the moment, the face of the deceased became pale, at the same time, His look is more dignified than before.
In the distance, Ye Ling suddenly held her blood red sickle in her hands. She slowly lifted the sickle. When the sickle passed over her head, she suddenly screamed, "Endless!"
The sound fell and her whole person disappeared directly.
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laugh!
The space in the field is more fragile than a piece of paper in front of this sickle!
In the distance, the face of the deceased emperor changed. He did not dare to care. He held a long gun in his right hand and slammed forward. "Hundred ghosts hit the night!"
A shot stabbed, countless scorpions and sorcerers rushed out of his guns. However, these sorcerers and ghosts had just turned into ashes as soon as they approached Ye Ling’s slashing knives.
Scythe to!
boom!
The pistol in the hands of the deceased was violently shivering and directly cracked, and he himself retired instantly.
But at this moment, Ye Ling’s sickle was once again on his rifle.
boom!
The pistol burst open instantly, however, it is not over yet.
A knife is not exhausted, a knife and a knife, and endless.
In the field, the Emperor of the Dead violently retired. In the process of retreating, he did not know when there was a black light curtain. This light curtain barely blocked Ye Ling’s sickle, but at this moment, the light curtain has cracked into Spider web.
At this time, with Ye Ling slashing, the black light curtain of the deceased emperor burst open, and Ye Ling slashed straight into the head of the deceased.
At this time, the hands of the Emperor of the Dead suddenly shook hands, "Dark!"
The sound fell, and a black light suddenly drowned him and Ye Ling.
After the three interest, the black light suddenly disappeared. At this time, Ye Ling had retreated to Baizhang, and there was a faint black gas above the sickle in her hand. This black gas is slowly corroding the sickle. .
In the distance, the Emperor of the Dead suddenly stepped forward. In his eyebrows, a glimmer of light suddenly flew out. He was facing the leaf spirit, "The Spirit Light Burns the Soul!"
When the sound falls, the scorpion light directly turns into a green light and appears on the top of Ye Ling. The next moment, a white flame slams down. If it is burned by this flame, the soul will instantly become nothing.
Below, Ye Ling no expression, when the flame came to her head half a foot, a seven-color beam suddenly rose into the sky, in the seven-color beam, is a character.
Critical character!
boom!
Those Sen white flames are directly destroyed by the power released by this critical character, and the 盏 灯 light is also directly illusory at this moment.
Seeing this scene, the Emperor of the Dead quickly put away the spirit lamp, he looked at Ye Ling, "The seven-color symbol! Now the world, there is almost no chaotic gas, how can you have seven-color symbols!"
A seven-color symbol is in the hands of the strongest of Ye Ling, which is very scary.
Ye Ling looked at the Emperor of the Dead, "My brother painted it for me!"
The Emperor of the Dead has a narrow eye, "Your brother?"
Ye Ling had no nonsense, she reached for a trick, and the seven-color symbol flew directly onto her sickle. In an instant, the black gas above the sickle was directly shattered by the force in the critical sign!
The sickle returned to normal!
At this time, Ye Ling suddenly disappeared.
In the distance, the eyes of the deceased Emperor suddenly shrank, and his hands clenched fiercely, "Dark!"
A black light suddenly drowned him and Ye Ling who came to him, but the next moment, the black light burst directly, and the deceased madly retired.
At this time, the blood red sickle in Ye Ling’s hand suddenly flew out,
Endless Blade!

The moment when the blood red sickle flew out, it was directly illusory, as if there was no such space.
In the distance, the face of the deceased emperor changed, his hands jerked together, "Rho anger!"
The sound fell, and a powerful force suddenly swept out of his body.
Bang!
In the twinkling of an eye, the space within a few hundred thousand feet of a circle is like a boiled boiled water, which is extremely sultry.
At this time, that Ye Ling suddenly roared, "nothing!"
The blood red sickle in her hand suddenly burst open!
Bang!
The surrounding space bursts directly, and at the same time, a figure madly retreats!
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This person is the Emperor of the Dead!
After retreating for thousands of feet, the Emperor of the Dead stopped, and at this moment, he has lost one arm!
In the distance, Ye Ling reached out and held a hand, "Gather!"
The sound fell and a blood red sickle appeared again in her hand.
Ye Ling took the sickle and walked slowly toward the Emperor of the Dead. At this moment, a smirk suddenly sounded from the scene. "I don't want to be the strongest emperor in the five-dimensional universe. It's amazing!"
Ye Ling turned her head and looked, not far from her right, there was a red dress woman standing there!
Ye Ling stared at the woman in the red dress, "Peaceful!"
The red skirt woman smiled and said: "Good eyesight, I can see my origin at a glance!"
Ye Ling looked at the Emperor of the Dead. "It turns out that the Devouring Spirits help you in the dark!"
The Emperor of the Dead laughed: "I didn't think of it?"
Ye Ling pointed the sickle to the woman in the red dress. "Come, let me see how you can control the spirits!"
The red skirt woman’s mouth is slightly stunned,
will not let you down!

When the sound fell, she patted her hands gently, and around Ye Ling, four white-haired old men wearing white robes suddenly appeared, and at the feet of the four, there were four strange light arrays.
At this moment, Ye Ling took the shot directly, and the sickle in his hand flew out instantly!
Obviously, she knows that this spirited spirit is urging the formation, she did not wait for the big formation, but directly shot!
It is a pity that at the moment she shot, four white lights suddenly caught her, and her scythe stopped at this moment.
At this time, the four white-haired old people began to meditate on the spell quickly. The surrounding space trembled fiercely, and countless small white-character diplomas appeared. In the center of Ye Ling, her body was almost a cliff-like explosion!
Ye Ling’s eyes were slightly stunned, and her hands suddenly slammed forward.
Bang!
A powerful force swept out of her, but the next moment, a white ‘forbidden’ word suddenly appeared on her head, and then the power disappeared without a trace.
Ye Ling looked calm, her hands began to slowly tighten, her space began to burst directly.
At this time, the woman in the red dress in the distance suddenly said: "Hold her, don't let her break into the triple dimension space!"
Her voice just fell, and the emperor of the dead directly rushed to the front of Ye Ling, a black light drowned him and Ye Ling.
After the count, the black light suddenly burst open.
Bang!
There was a violent tremor in the surrounding space, and the Emperor of the Dead was directly shocked.
But at this time, countless white light columns are like iron chains that lock Ye Ling, and at this moment, Ye Ling's breath is no different from mortals.
In the distance, the woman in the red dress smiled a little, "Forbidden spirit, this battle was created by my six ancestors according to the six true words of the prophet. This array is not a four-person urging. In my family, there are 1,200 super The strong people joined forces to push this array. This two hundred and two hundred beams not only suppressed your realm, but also locked your aura around you. Under the lock, you can't use the technique of space, the magical powers, the taboos, the road. Then the technique, the law, and your physical strength and soul power!"
Said, her mouth slightly picked up, "Come, let us send the last great emperor in the world!"
The sound fell, and the 1,200 beams suddenly burned.
In that big array, Ye Ling’s eyes slowly closed, and at this moment, what appeared in her mind was the scene of Qingcheng that year.....the boy, the one who showed her A teenager who is more important than his own life!
Ye Xuan!
Ye Ling’s mouth suddenly burst into a smile.
This life meets you, I am fortunate! Come and be your sister again!

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky. "Who the mother dared to move my sister!"
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Ps: The annual meeting is over. No doubt, on the value of the face, I am the first! ! ! !