call out!

The next moment, the Nether Flame Gun stabbed the face like a blue lightning.

Wherever you pass, the air is ignited directly, like a long blue dragon, and half of the sky is illuminated blue.

boom!

The Nether Flame Spear passed through the face, and the face exploded with a bang. The spear slightly lagged and continued to dodge towards the underworld master.

"Hmm?!" The pupils of the underworld owner instantly shrank.

A breath of death penetrated directly from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body shivered uncontrollably. In desperation, he hurriedly hid to the side.

laugh!

The Nether Flame Spear penetrated through his waist, and the skin at the wound instantly turned into coke, and the blood directly turned into blue flames, which then dissipated invisible.

The underworld owner screamed and shot down a thousand meters away. He looked endlessly shocked. He never expected that Ling Hao would have weapons of this level!

What made him even more desperate was that before he could breathe his breath, Ling Hao's eyes twisted slightly, and the Nether Flame Spear flew into his hands again as if it was spiritual.

"I admit defeat!" The underworld owner saw Ling Hao going to fire his gun again, so he quickly shouted out.

"It's too late!" Ling Hao spoke lightly, then shook his wrist and the Nether Flame Gun shot out quickly, and the void was torn apart.

"I'm not willing!" The underworld owner roared, his face full of despair.

"Stop!" At this moment, an extremely hoarse voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful aura swept across, and then formed a barrier wall in front of the underworld owner.

Bang!

The Nether Flame Spear hit the barrier wall and made a muffled sound. The barrier wall shook violently and returned to its original state. The Nether Flame Spear ejected a hundred meters from the rear and then fell to the ground.

Ling Hao's eyes twisted slightly, and the Nether Flame Spear returned to his hand, and then looked at the person who took action.

Phantom portrait, a soul consciousness!

After seeing the situation here, Wuwei and the other two, Bai Ling and Zi Ling did not take any action, and came to Ling Hao one after another.

"Thank you, ancestor!" The underworld owner who had been spared from the gate of hell spoke with difficulty.

"Who are you?" The ancestor of the underworld looked at Ling Hao and said hoarsely: "Why do you kill so many people in my underworld?"

"Your underworld people want to kill me, should I stand here and let them kill?" Ling Hao replied lightly.

He did not take action for the time being. Although the other party was just a soul consciousness, judging from the round just now, he could at least activate the combat power of the eighth-grade Ancestral Return Realm in a short period of time.

"Why?" the ancestor of the underworld looked at the master of the underworld and asked.

"..." The underworld advocated opening his mouth.

"I'll tell you!" Ling Hao said lightly again: "I have the Qiankun Nine Dragon Cauldron and the Sky Yuan Stone on me. You people in the underworld want to take it for themselves, that's that simple!"

"The Qiankun Nine Dragon Cauldron is on you?" The underworld ancestor asked in shock.

While speaking, a powerful mental power glanced over Ling Hao, and the shock on his face became even stronger.

"Why, do you want it too?" Ling Hao smiled faintly.

"What he said is true? Do you really want to grab the Qiankun Nine Dragon Cauldron?" The underworld ancestor turned his head and looked at the underworld owner and spoke.

"Old ancestor, with the Qiankun Nine Dragon Cauldron, we can return to the seventh-level star field, or even go to the ninth-level star field..." The underworld master took a deep breath and responded.

"Stupid!" The underworld ancestor interrupted his words angrily: "Do you know how many people in the high-level star field are looking for the Nine Dragon Cauldron?"

"Do you think you can survive by taking the Nine Dragon Cauldron to the seventh-level star field with your strength?!"

"But, as long as we get the Nine Dragon Cauldron, there is no need to be afraid..." The underworld owner continued to speak.

"Ignorance!" The ancestor of the underworld spoke again: "Can you activate the Nine Dragon Cauldron to help you defend the enemy?"

"Do you know, don't say it's you, even at my heyday, I wouldn't have let the Nine Dragon Cauldron be used for me!"

"Stopping the Nine Dragon Cauldron is just to attract hatred for yourself, and it is the kind of hatred that makes you desperate!"

"You have never been to the high-level star field and you don't know the horror of the square star field. With your skills, if you meet a real strong man, the other party's thoughts can destroy your soul and soul!"

"..." The underworld owner took a deep breath and spoke: "I know my mistake, please punish me!"

"How can we expose this matter?" The ancestor of the underworld glared at him and looked at Ling Hao and asked.

"It depends on what you can take out for exchange!" Ling Hao replied.

For him, he must have to put the underworld owner to death. Killing people is not his purpose!

Moreover, after this battle, the high-end combat power of the underworld was basically killed, and it is impossible for them to make any tricks in a short period of time.

"You have killed so many people in the underworld, it's time to be content!" The ancestor of the underworld responded coldly: "I can not pursue this matter and let you leave alive, how about it?"

"Haha, what do you think?" Ling Hao asked back.

"Do you want to fight?" The underworld ancestor continued to say coldly.

"What's wrong!" Ling Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, his aura rose to the extreme, and the Nether Flame Gun in his hand trembled slightly.

"Old ancestor, be careful, in addition to the Nether Flame Spear, he also has the Nether Wings of the Nether Palace!" The underworld owner shouted.

He knew very well that although the ancestor's soul consciousness had combat power above him, it would not last too long.

Ling Hao has the blessing of Youyi. If he doesn't want to fight hard, he can drag the ancestor to death by just dragging him.

What's more, Ling Hao also has a Tianxuan Formation Plate. Although he can use special means to avoid being disturbed by the Tianxuan Formation for a short period of time, the ancestor's soul consciousness cannot do it.

If Ling Hao brought the ancestor into the Tianxuan space and added the Youyi and the Nether Flame Spear, the ancestor would not be an opponent.

"The Nether Palace gave you all the Nether Wings?" The pupils of the underworld ancestor shrank slightly.

"Is it a surprise?" Ling Hao said lightly: "If you don't dare to fight, then just exchange things for your lives!"

"The reason why the Netherworld tribe gave me three treasures to the palace was to protect him from a way out of the Netherworld Temple. Therefore, it is best not to have too bad things you take out, otherwise you will not be able to pass this level!"

"Forget it!" The underworld ancestor exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Then, with his wrist flipped, an object was sent to Ling Hao.

Ling Hao looked around and saw that it was a toy-like villain, only the size of a palm, and there was no material to see.

Ling Hao covered his mental power and did not sense any breath of creatures.

When the underworld owner saw this villain, a surprised expression flashed across his face. He didn't expect that the ancestor would give this thing.

"What does it mean? Send me a doll?" Ling Hao looked at the underworld ancestor and spoke.

"He is called Youpu, and comes from the high-level star field!" The underworld ancestor took a deep breath and responded.

"It is the most precious treasure in my underworld. Its preciousness is far above the three things in the Netherworld Hall, and it is not much inferior to the last few of the ten sacred objects!"
Chapter completed!