"It's indeed the Black Yuan Thunder Dragon!"

The King of Hell looked at the ferocious beast in front of him with disgust. Now, the King of Hell turned into a black thunder dragon and doubled its body, at least ninety meters long and four meters in diameter. In front of him, the King of Hell's twenty-meter-high body was pale in comparison.

"Howl"

The single Luo, who turned into a black thunder dragon, roared endlessly. Even though his combat power had soared to tens of millions at this moment, he still could not break free from the pressure of the King of Hell, because the difference in strength between the two was too great.

Hundreds of wild ghosts on the ground were all dumbfounded and looked at Shan Luo, their eyes full of fear, even the same was true for Han Yanjun. He trembled all over and his heart was filled with glory: "Black Yuan Thunder Dragon... Fortunately, His Majesty came, otherwise..."

Looking at Shan Luo with a ferocious posture, a majestic figure appeared in his mind, and the fear in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

At this time, the King of Hell could not bear it anymore. His right hand suddenly pointed at Shanluo's void. Shanluo only felt an unimaginable force coming towards him, and his huge dragon body shot backwards unstoppably.

"boom"

The body of more than 90 meters hit the wall directly, and the entire Yanjun Castle began to shake violently, but it did not completely collapse.

snort!

A cold snorted and hit everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer. Hundreds of wild ghosts shook, and they all bowed their heads and dared not look up at the King of Hell. Gan Yanjun, who was kneeling on the ground, quietly looked at the lonely lodge who was lying in the ruins a hundred meters away. In the smoke, a ferocious and huge black shadow could be vaguely seen twisting.

"Roar! No matter whether you are the King of Hell or the Jade Emperor, you will die!"

Shanluo's violent dragon eyes shot out a pair of blood, and the low roar was like a muffled thunder, which was frightening. All the wild ghosts could hear the deep hatred in his tone.

With a bang, the huge black Yuan thunder dragon moved instantly, pressing the ground along the way, rushing towards the King of Hell like a black torrent unstoppable force. At this point, the King of Hell snorted coldly, waved his right hand again, and the wind and waves instantly rose up, directly bombarding the single drop out.

The deafening sound of thundering sounds sounded, and she smashed out of the castle directly, stopped at the edge of the cliff, and almost fell into the underworld, but he obviously felt that there was a force that restrained him and prevented him from falling into the river.

Obviously, the King of Hell didn't want him to die happily, but wanted to torture him!

"Is it really not possible?"

Shanluo thought in despair that he wanted to activate the bloodthirsty madness and double his combat power, but he found in despair that he could not activate it at all, because once he activated another state skill, he would explode and die. His combat power was only more than two million, and he could not bear the 20 million combat power.

If he hadn't been strong in body, other players would have only been able to activate one state skill.

He fell to the ground and suddenly saw the Demon Lord Youmeng lying in the ruins like a withered flower. His beautiful face was covered with blood, not knowing life and death, but he could feel that she had no breath.

In an instant, Shan Luo's whole mind seemed to be struck by lightning. The scene of life and death with Youmeng Demon Lord over the past few days appeared in his mind like a tide. His dragon eyes suddenly broke, and a crazy aura that made people throbbed out of his body.

At this time, the King of Hell stepped forward in the void. He looked down at Shanluo, as if he was looking at an ant, with no pity in his eyes, only disgust. This disgust was lingering in front of him from Shanluo's transformation into a dragon queen.

"This woman could have left, but she stayed for you. The culprit of all this is you. If you don't trespass Yanjun Castle, kill me Yanjun, and destroy thousands of wild ghosts. If you are reincarnated with peace of mind, if you abide by order, she will not be lost. There is still a chance of reincarnation. You are the same!" The King of Hell said loudly, his voice was extremely contagious, which made Dan Luo fall into an abyss composed of endless reluctance, regret and anger.

At this moment, the sound of thunder in the sky was rolling, and black clouds were pressing against the city and the red sky was covered by terrifying thunder clouds. The King of Hell's brows suddenly frowned.

"What a beautiful verdict, I deserve to be the King of Hell, I am so selfless!"

A domineering voice came from the sky, and the sound waves stirred up the mist in the sky, and the strong wind hit Yanjun Castle. The King of Hell's face looked extremely ugly. He said word by word: "Leijun, do you want to interfere in my affairs?"

As his questioning fell, Shan Luo, who was lying on the ground, saw thunder and lightning wandering in the rolling black clouds in the sky. A pair of huge and intimidating dragon eyes emerged from the black clouds. One eye alone was half the size of Yanjun Castle. It was hard for him to imagine how terrifying the original body of the Thunder Lord was.

At the same time, he felt a sense of familiarity from his blood coming from the sky, making his heart beat even more intense.

The terrifying dragon stared at the King of Hell and shouted angrily: "I don't care about your King of Hell's destruction, but this kid is my junior. Don't want to hurt him, otherwise I will kill you at the end of the collapse of the world of death!"

Every word is a pearl, and the King of Hell couldn't help panic. This Lei Jun is a famous madman. Although he is very low-key and lives in a corner of the Death World, as long as someone angers him, the entire Death World cannot be saved even the King of Hell.

Now this madman is fighting with the King of Hell at the risk of destroying the lifeless world for this half of the demon. How could the King of Hell not panic?

Slaughter the people in half a step!

He is the strongest person in the Death World!

Shanluo's mind was shocked. The Lei Jun, whom he had never met, dared to doom him. Is it because he has the bloodline of the Black Yuan Lei Dragon?

For a moment, Shan Luo couldn't help but feel complicated...

At this moment, a dragon claw like a mountain poked out from the thunder clouds, facing Shanluo. Then Shanluo and Youmeng Demon Lord's body couldn't help but levitate and flew quickly towards his dragon claws. The King of Hell's face was gloomy, but he dared not stop it.

Qian Yanjun in the fort knelt on the ground, his eyes passed through the gate, and his eyes were frozen on the terrifying dragon eyes and dragon claws in the sky. His face was full of horror, even more frightened than facing the King of Hell.

"Lei...jun...he really came..."

He seemed to have lost his soul, and the stunning battle ten years ago appeared in his mind. The King of Hell brought the Eighteen Lords of Yan and millions of wild ghosts to suppress Lei Jun. At that time, Qian Yanjun was just an ordinary evil ghost. He witnessed the souls of millions of wild ghosts scattered, and witnessed the Eighteen Lords of Yan being crushed by dragon claws. Even the arrogant King of Hell could only retreat with hatred.

"Damn Black Yuan Thunder Dragon!"

The King of Hell roared angrily inside, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists. As the emperor of the Death World, he has always regarded Lei Jun as a thorn in his eyes. This guy who accidentally entered this place a thousand years ago was like a time bomb, and anyone who touched him would be blasted all over his body!
Chapter completed!