Chapter 1917 Crush

Hongyun stood up from the back of the white tiger, moved directly to the white tiger's head, and the three attacks that came were frozen in the void.

The ghost baby felt a strong pressure that made him breathless. Under this pressure, he could not support his clone.

Bang bang

The clone collapsed, leaving only Guiying's body frozen in the void, still looking like he was holding a magic gun and wanted to assassinate the white tiger.

Suddenly, a ray of light shot out from the nether world and entered the body of the ghost baby, allowing the ghost baby to move.

Guiying quickly retreated. He was too powerful. Even the pressure of the person in front of him could make him unable to move. If he attacked, I'm afraid he could be killed with just one blow. Of course, he was afraid in his heart and did not dare to fight with Hongyun. Confrontation.

"Your Excellency is not a demon king, nor does he appear to be a fairy clan, nor is he a demon clan, nor is he a member of my ghost clan. Are you from a foreign race?" A ray of light flew out from the Netherworld Ghostly, and it was the Netherworld King.

Wearing a black royal robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a face with Chinese characters, he gives people the majesty of a superior.

To be able to prosper in Shiwan Mountain as a ghost clan, it is obvious that this Netherworld King is not simple.

"Is this your dojo? If I use it, you can leave, or you can stay on the sub-mountain. When I leave, this demon mountain will still be yours."

Hongyun did not answer Nether King's question, but said in a commanding tone.

It seems that this dojo does not belong to Netherworld King, but to Hongyun, and now Hongyun is like a master.

"If you are so domineering, in this hundred thousand mountains, except for the old demons from the ten central peaks, no one dares to speak to me like this." Nether King's face changed and he was very angry.

Hongyun turned a blind eye to Nether King's anger, because in his eyes, Nether King was just a weakened version of the Ancestor Styx!

The moment the Netherworld King appeared, Hongyun made some calculations and already knew some things about the Netherworld King. Naturally, he also knew the Heart Sutra that the Netherworld King was proud of.

Ninety-nine clones can be created, but the Styx Ancestor can create 460 million Blood God Sons. As long as one of the 460 million Blood God Sons is immortal, the Styx Ancestor will not be destroyed.

The Netherworld King's Heart Sutra of Ten Thousand Ghosts can at most be divided into ten thousand clones. Compared with the Ancestor Styx, this Netherworld King is indeed not worth fearing, he is just an ant.

"Dry tongue." Hongyun was anxious and naturally did not want to talk nonsense to the Netherworld King.

With one step forward, Hongyun appeared three feet away from Netherworld King. Then with a wave of his hand, thousands of sword energy came out of the air, all of which were shot at Netherworld King.

"How dare you underestimate me and seek death!" King Netherworld was furious. He had never been so underestimated before when he came to Shiwan Mountain. Even the Supreme Being who had just joined the army did not dare to underestimate him.

In an instant, Netherworld King separated into ninety-nine clones. Each clone held a high-grade Hongmeng Spiritual Treasure in its hand. They were all different. It was obvious that this was a rare treasure that could be divided into countless spiritual treasures.

Ten Thousand Dao Sword Qi is just Hongyun's random attack, and Netherworld King can naturally resist it.

But he directly used his clone to block it and make a judgment call.

Bai Hu was extremely excited. Being able to follow such a master was simply a gift from God.

King Netherworld, in Shiwan Mountain, who dares to look down upon him?

But in front of Hongyun, he didn't have any face at all, and was ignored by Hongyun.

Suddenly, everything within a radius began to blur, and an inexplicable space suddenly descended. Both the Nether King and the Ghost Infant felt a strong pressure.

The Netherworld King's combat power is not very high, which is equivalent to a mid-level divine beast at the peak level of the Supreme, but he can separate ninety-nine clones and form an attack together, which is very powerful.

However, under the reflection of Hongyun's consciousness, all the clones of Netherworld King were shaken away, and even Netherworld King was seriously injured and vomited blood in an instant.

Now Hongyun only needs one strike to kill the Netherworld King in front of him.

The Netherworld King is very powerful, but that is in front of other demon kings, and Hongyun just restrains the Netherworld King's clone, and can directly destroy the Netherworld King's clone by mapping his mind. This is why the Netherworld King has no power to fight back.

Nether King's eyes showed horror. Looking at Hong Yun, he had the idea of ​​​​turning around and running away, but he knew that he could not escape now.

Because he had been imprisoned, this inexplicable space appeared, leaving him unable to backhand and unable to even move.

"Within ten thousand years, you will be my guardian ghost king here." After Hong Yun finished speaking, a ray of emperor's energy entered the sea of ​​consciousness of Netherworld King and directly occupied his soul.

Hong Yun wanted to do his best to calculate, and he couldn't care about anything else. However, Nether King's strength was pretty good and he was fully qualified to be his protector.

As for the White Tiger, although he is loyal, his strength is too low. If there is a demon king coming, the White Tiger will not be able to stop it. But the Nether King is not the same, because the Nether King is one of the thirty-six demon kings, and his strength is still there. of.

"Baihu and the others will be left to you." After Hongyun said that, he entered the Netherworld, and then found a place with good spiritual energy to enter meditation directly.

Hong Yun was extremely anxious. He wanted to know who was in danger and then find a way. Although he was now being monitored by Da Qiong Tianzun, if Hong Yun wanted to leave, Da Qiong Tianzun wouldn't be able to find out.

Who can know all Hongyun’s trump cards?

"Sir," Bai Hu wanted to say something, but Hong Yun had already left.

At this time, Bai Hu felt uneasy. The person facing him was Nether King. In front of Hongyun, Nether King was an ant, but he could kill him instantly. So Bai Hu was stunned in place, not knowing what to do.

"King White Tiger, please take good care of me in the next ten thousand years." King Netherworld said to White Tiger.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Bai Hu said with an awkward smile.

This is the famous Netherworld King!

Now that she actually needed his care and obeyed his instructions, Bai Hu felt an unspeakable pride in her heart.

Even when he followed his former master, he had never been so prosperous. Now that he is so prosperous, it is all thanks to Hongyun.

"What kind of cultivation does the master have? He can easily subdue even a powerful being like the Netherworld King." Bai Hu speculated in his heart.

On top of the Netherworld and Ghosts, the face of the Heavenly Lord showed shock, and he said in his heart: "What a scary boy, that domain is so powerful! I'm afraid even the ordinary supreme beings can't kill him."

Regarding Hongyun's reflected mind realm, Da Qiong Tianzun thinks it is a realm. If he were to know that it is a mind realm, then he would be shocked if he knew the purpose of the mind realm.

"Looks like I'm going to visit the Central Ten Peaks. I want to see how much potential this kid has!"