Chapter 1582: The Eighth Floor of the Hall of Perishing! The Past of the Devil World!

Holding the death scythe tightly, Huang Yi walked slowly in the dark, his ears pricked up, always paying attention to the sounds around him.

Obate has seriously emphasized that there are nine floors in this Hall of Doom, and each floor is more dangerous, but the treasures enshrined are also more powerful.

False God masters usually have difficulty breaking through the first floor, and even true gods may fall after reaching the fourth floor. As for after the seventh floor, only the main god has the strength to go in and find out.

Time passed by, Huang Yi followed the smell of blood for a long distance, but the surroundings remained quiet.

No sound, no brilliance, no danger of any kind.

He gradually became puzzled, why did the Palace of Doom, which was known as extremely dangerous, not move towards him?

Even if he is a new generation of Death God, he shouldn't be treated like this. There must be some other reason.

He simply let go of his guts, made some noises on his own initiative, and even tried to take out lighting items such as torches and night pearls from the storage ring, but these items were all invalid and did not produce a ray of light.

"Boom!" At this moment, Huang Yi suddenly bumped into a shelf and bumped into something displayed on it.

He stretched out his hand to touch that thing, felt its outline, and gradually recognized that it was a long weapon, like a trident.

The formation of the Doom Hall has restrictions on taking away items. You can only take one thing every time you enter, even the owner of the Doom Hall. This is only the first floor, not the best treasure, and it is not worth taking. Walk.

Huang Yi immediately put down the trident and moved on.

As he continued on, he encountered other shelves, and found warhammers, staves, masks, halberds, hammers, ribbons, orbs, and all manner of other items.

Gradually, he came to a staircase in the dark, and the smell of blood came down from the staircase.

He went up the stairs and came to the second floor of the Hall of Death. It was still the same darkness, and there was still no danger.

He continued to follow the smell of blood, gradually going up layer after layer.

"The fourth floor!" Huang Yi murmured to himself in the dark. This is the place where it is said that even the true god may fall, but he still has not encountered any danger and can continue to march to higher floors.

gradually,

He came to the seventh floor, which is the floor only the main god has the power to find out, but he was still unscathed, and he even wondered if Orbat was deliberately scaring himself, and the Hall of Doom might not be in danger at all.

At this time, he touched the stairs again, and climbed up quickly like before.

When he took the last step of the stairs, light finally appeared before his eyes!

The rest of the area on this floor is still dark, only a portal at the end exudes a blood-red light, which is the only light source that Huang Yi saw after entering the Hall of Death, like a lighthouse directing him to go there.

At the same time, the smell of blood reached the strongest level, and the mysterious thing related to him was on this floor.

The ninth floor of the Death Hall is dedicated to enshrine the Death God's Scythe. The item enshrined on the eighth floor is the most powerful thing in the Hall of Death except the Death God's Scythe.

Huang Yi strode forward and came to the portal that exuded blood-red light.

The portal was tightly closed, but it was displayed alone in the hall without relying on the front, rear, left, and right sides. Huang Yi went around the back of the portal and looked, but there was nothing there.

This should be similar to the door of the Devil King and the first 100 cells of the Hero Prison. It is a kind of space teleportation door, specially teleported to another scene.

Huang Yi came to the door, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

In an instant, a rush of blood gushed out, covering Huang Yi in an instant, and sucking him into the door.

A feeling of dizziness struck, and after a long time, he came to a new place.

Under the blood-red clouds, there is a battlefield of killing. Hundreds of millions of souls are fighting on the ground. The thundering drums are rumbling. There are also countless masters fighting in the sky. The dead bodies fall down like raindrops. A large piece of life.

Among them, one side was wearing a blood-red battle suit, holding high a bloody banner, like a torrent of blood rushing on the battlefield, gaining the upper hand.

On the other side, a black flag was held high, with a sword embroidered on it. The weapons they used were all kinds of sword weapons, and they were retreating steadily.

"Crazy knife, don't struggle, two-thirds of the gods in the demon world have surrendered to this king, and you are no exception!" At this moment, a domineering voice suddenly sounded above the clouds, with the aura of dominating the world.

"Hmph! They're just soft bones! I, Crazy Knife, are not afraid of you, a bullshit tyrant!" Another rough voice responded unceremoniously.

tyrant!

Huang Yi was taken aback when he heard the name, staring blankly at the blood-red cloud!

It turned out that the mysterious thing related to him was actually related to the tyrant!

His god-level occupation is the tyrant. The tyrant used to be a famous demon god in the demon world. He established an immortal kingdom of God in the demon world. Countless people of the demon world are under his enslavement. Provoke him, even surrender to him because of his majesty.

In the age of the tyrant, the god of death has disappeared, and the god of space is retreating. In the absence of the two main gods of the demon world, the tyrant has been fighting for many years, and finally almost unified the entire demon world except the temple of space and the temple of death. , Unfortunately, it fell short in the end.

In terms of ambition, the tyrant can be regarded as the predecessor of the barbarian god, and now the barbarian god is also trying to unify the entire demon world, almost reaching the level of the tyrant back then.

In the current scene, it is obvious that the tyrant is attacking Crazy Knife. Crazy Knife was once a powerful main god in the demon world. He is jealous and warlike, and his strength is comparable to that of the tyrant. But judging from the results of later generations, Crazy Saber was obviously defeated and killed, and his soul fell into the tomb of the gods in the underworld. It was only fused by the blade some time ago and reincarnated.

"Forget it! This king also knows that you have always been warlike. Since you want to fight, then this king will fight you enough. You are best at using knives. It just so happens that this king has just created a peerless sword, so I will take you today Sacrificing the knife! Let you die convincingly!" At this time, the arrogant voice of the tyrant resounded through the world again.

"A joke! Competing swordsmanship in front of this old man, you are seeking your own death! After you die, your peerless sword will become the old man's trophy!" Crazy Dao laughed wildly.

Immediately afterwards, there was a thunderous battle sound above the blood-red clouds. It was a shocking battle between the two main gods, and the little guys below couldn't get in the way.

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I changed places recently, and it will be updated stably in a few days. It should be finished before the Chinese New Year, and there will not be many plots in the future.

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