The demon lord of the underworld looks at Qin Feng with a gloomy face. He makes several moves in succession, but all of them fail. At the beginning, his playful mood like cat catching mouse is gone, and his killing intention is more and more boiling.


    And others are looking at Qin Feng and Xie Tianqiong, full of surprise.


    The evil blood devil and the ghost devil wanted to escape before, but they were still blocked by the demon lord of the underworld. After all, this is the secret place he created. He knows it like the palm of his hand, and it''s not easy to escape.


    The demon lord of the underworld continued to move his hand, but it urged the coffin of the dead spirit. A deep breath of death came out of it, which combined with the power of the underworld and turned it into a more terrible force. The power of the desperation alone made people tremble, and most of them felt weak and shivering.


    The power condensed into a huge gray palm, and patted toward Qin Feng, which contained the great power, including it, the evil heaven and the spirit world.


    In the face of this huge gray hand, Qin Feng and others are as pale as ashes. They have run out of oil and light again and again. In the face of more terrible attacks, how can they resist them?


    Qin Feng clenched his teeth and his face was firm.


    "I testify with my sword. I testify with my sword. How can I retreat?" He cried in his heart.


    His soul has long been in harmony with the spirit of the king of gold. Now, facing the strong sense of oppression, his soul is contending, just like a sword chanting.


    He is just like a sharp sword. The spirit of the sword doesn''t roar out of the sky, but it makes light sounds in his body. Even though he has exhausted his strength and can''t perform his sword skills any more, he still doesn''t want to wait to die.


    A trace of sword released, weak as a grass, and the terrible gray hand suddenly met.


    The weak grass was bent, but it didn''t break completely. A trace of sword spirit was released constantly, which made the grass stand tall and grow gradually.


    "Invincible sword Qin Feng roared, and a sharp sword gas suddenly rose from his body. The sword spirit suddenly became majestic, erupted, turned into an invincible sword, and cut to the gray hand.


    "Bang!"


    The terrible gray hand stopped in the air, and was shocked by the invincible sword. There was a sign of being broken.


    The underworld Lord frowned and was annoyed by his repeated failures.


    The coffin of the dead spirit swayed gently, and a stream of death gas poured out of it and poured on the huge gray hand to make it stable. It was not broken, and even pressed down again. It wanted to smash Qin Feng and others with one hand.


    Qin Feng can''t help frowning. In his soul, there is a golden light surging out, blessing the invincible sword.


    The evil blood devil and others tried to escape again, but the demon lord of the underworld didn''t even look at it. The stone tablet behind him suddenly rose up and smashed it.


    It''s the tablet of heaven punishing the underworld. It''s a nightmare weapon. Its power is so terrible.


    "Boom!"


    Evil blood devil son and others spit blood and fly, more a few people on the spot explosion, but fortunately did not die a few people also no longer have the strength to try to escape.


    "Death The demon lord of the underworld coldly spits out a word. The gray hand presses down a little again, and the power of terror turns into a storm.


    Qin Feng was attacked by the storm. His chest was sunken and he vomited a lot of blood. He could no longer maintain his invincible sword intention. He was suddenly broken and his whole body was paralyzed to the ground.


    Seeing this scene, the demon lord of the underworld smiles coldly, and the gray hand is about to be photographed.


    At this moment, the heaven and earth suddenly vibrated, and the valley was shaken.