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Chapter 1132 Eight Armed Gala

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    The Prisoner Jialuo no longer concealed his cultivation.

    Under the full explosion, he actually reached the realm of ninety-nine steps on the road, which is really only one step away from the realm of the hundred-step saint.

    This is also the reason why Prison Master Jia Luo has been willing to be the weakest prison master in recent years, even showing a good-natured attitude.

    The purpose is to be able to attract enough believers, so as to refine it into a chaotic blood lotus, to help it hit the last step and achieve the realm of a hundred-step saint.

    This is also the fundamental reason why Prisoner Jia Luo has the ability to suppress the four major prison masters, but has always chosen to forbear and dormant, and has never taken the key fragments from the hands of the other three prison masters.

    after all.

    If he left the Endless Ice Prison, it would be impossible for him to manage such a large-scale believer in Qingtian Realm.

    Just imagine¡­¡­

    Even if it is as powerful as the Longevity Sect, there are powerful saints in the sect, and they have never publicized their teachings to develop believers, because once they are exposed to the light, they will be greeted with devastating blows from the major holy places.

    Just because he understands this, the Lord of Jia Luo has been holding back all these years, in order to attack the holy realm in the endless ice prison.

    Once the Holy One is achieved.

    At that time, he will seize the key fragments in the hands of the other three people, so as to leave the endless ice prison. With his cultivation base of the holy realm, he can also have a foothold in the blue sky realm.

    Become a powerful party.

    Even build the sixth holy land!

    Crackling!

    The Prisoner Jia Luo stretched his body gently, and there was a piercing crisp sound all over his body. His tall and straight body stood between the sky and the earth like a sharp sword piercing the sky.  That good-natured attitude was no longer there, and his eyes were full of mockery, staring at the Shura prison master: "You, the number one prison master of the endless ice prison, are just a joke. I can kill you at any time."  Obliteration. I have been too aggrieved these years, but fortunately, today is finally over!"

    Prison Master Shura's face was green and pale, and a mouthful of old blood almost spewed out angrily.

    The words of Prisoner Jialuo are like adding salt to his wounds!

    Prison Master Jia Luo's indifferent eyes glanced past Prison Master Shura and Prison Master Avi, their dismissive looks made Prison Master Shura and Prison Master Avi's faces as black as carbon, just thinking of Prison Master Jialuo's strength  , but the two of them couldn't speak.

    His eyes swept around.

    Prison Master Jia Luo's eyes stayed on Xiao Yi, and he said with arrogance: "Boy, since you already know the strength of this seat, why don't you just catch me without a fight? As long as you surrender to this seat, this seat can guarantee to keep you."  You have a dog¡¯s life, and I will take you out of the endless ice prison. With this majestic Saint-level powerhouse sitting in the town, you will have a bright future to follow me!"

    While talking.

    His body rose slowly, his whole body exuded brilliance, and his treasure was solemn, like a god descending from the world.

    Spread your hands slowly.

    Dazzling rays of light are approaching the sky, as bright as stars and as brilliant as the sun.

    Colorful rays of light surround the whole body.

    Bathed in the dazzling and resplendent brilliance, the Prison Master Jia Luo's voice echoed across the world: "After I refine the chaotic blood, I will definitely be able to step into the realm of the Holy One. At that time, I will come to the Qingtian Realm and create the first  Six Sacred Lands, you will be bright only if you follow this seat. If you dare to disobey this seat, it will be a dead end."

    "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!"

    Prisoner Jia Luo suddenly lowered his head, his eyes were as cold as thousands of years of ice, he stared at everyone with sharp eyes like a divine sword, and asked majesticly, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you kneel down quickly?"  , surrender to this seat?"

    Under that terrifying coercion.

    Prison Master Shura and the others turned pale, and subconsciously looked at Xiao Yi.

    Now Xiao Yi has become their backbone.

    The eyes of Prisoner Jia Luo also fell on Xiao Yi, and his face was full of confidence.

    In his opinion, Xiao Yi must have no reason to reject him.

    However¡­¡­

    Under his gaze, Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed expression, and said with a smile: "Where did you get the courage to make me surrender to you?"

    "Um?"

    Prisoner Jia Luo was taken aback, his brows were furrowed, and he said displeasedly, "Not to mention that this seat is about to step into the realm of the saint, even now, with the strength of this seat, I can easily obliterate you and others. If you don't choose to surrender  As for me, could it be possible that I intend to hold back and die in vain?"

    "Sorry, I'm a person who will give away everything, but not death!"

    Xiao Yi grinned.

      Prisoner Jia Luo's complexion suddenly became gloomy and cold, and he said expressionlessly: "I don't think you are dying, but looking for death!"

    Boom!

    The monstrous power is condensed in the palm of your hand.

    A ball of black light was condensed to the extreme, and thousands of rays of light floated up and down like ten thousand arrows.

    Swish Swish Swish!

    Black light burst out.

    Transformed into a giant hand covering the sky and the sun, it suddenly fell from the sky.

    Between void shocks.

    Cracks spread in all directions, covering the clouds of the sky like spider webs. With the emergence of cracks in the sky, gray chaotic forces gradually gathered in the depths of the space.

    The energy ball carrying the power of destruction gradually descended, causing Shura Prison Master and the others to turn pale and look frightened.

    "Quick, run!"

    "This can't stop"

    The Lord Jia Luo sneered disdainfully: "A group of ants, let them all die!"

    "The light of the firefly is also trying to compete with the bright moon?"

    Xiao Yi stood proudly between the heaven and the earth.

    suddenly raised his hand.

    Knead your right hand into a sword finger and move forward a little.

    There was a little cold light on the fingertips, moving forward indomitably.

    Swish!

    The silver sword light burst out from the fingertips.

    Sweeping across the void, sweeping and tearing the void, with a sudden blow, went straight to the black ball of light.

    Boom!

    Between a burst of loud noise.

    The silver sword light instantly cut the black ball of light into two halves.

    The surging energy dissipated.

    Prison Master Jia Luo's pupils shrank suddenly: "What?"

    His ball of light contains the power of heaven and earth at the ninety-nine steps of the avenue, and the energy is gathered to the extreme, which is comparable to the power of the self-detonation of ordinary supreme-level powerhouses.

    Xiao Yi cut it to pieces with just one finger of the sword.

    Prisoner Jia Luo's face was gloomy: "No wonder you can defeat Prisoner Shura and kill Prisoner Huangquan It seems that those who are not serious will not be able to deal with you!"

    Buzz!

    The black light floating and sinking all over the body of Prisoner Jialuo.

    With both arms spread out to the left and right, a body of black light was floating and sinking. With a loud bang, six arms grew out of his back again.  While waving the eight arms, each arm held a strangely shaped weapon.

    Eight-armed Gala.

    The legendary demon god responsible for maintaining order in Galo Hell.

    The eight arms of the Prison Lord Jialuo waved and moved, the space was shaking, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves echoed in the void, as if turning this world into an infinite hell.

    The prison master of Jia Luo had a green face with fangs and a sinister look on his face. He grinned ferociously and said, "Little bastard, let me send you to the 18th floor of hell!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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