Chapter 440: Five Thousand Years of Life, the First Ancient God of War Is Born

Even if the Immortal Arena is an innate spiritual treasure, it is unbearable to be attacked by both the magic knife and the black chain at this moment.

The gate of hell was slowly opened, and the evil wind flowed into the imperial capital.

"Buzz!"

The bells of the imperial capital rang, and the imperial bell was completely activated. Endless kingly spirit patterns were intertwined, and bursts of imperial dragon energy filled the air, trying to help the immortal arena and stop the gate of hell.

"call……"

Demon-Conquering Island emitted bursts of magic light and resisted the support of the Emperor's Bell.

The two innate spiritual treasures are both extremely powerful, and the strength of the controllers is infinitely close. No one can do anything to the other for a while.

In the moment when the two confront each other!

A shuddering breath came from the gate of hell.

"Hahaha... Big brother, second brother, and fourth brother, you are finally here."

The man's laughter echoed throughout the imperial capital, making people dazzled when they heard it.

The weak ones fell directly to the ground, twitching all over, foaming at the mouth, incontinent, and a mess.

The powerful ones felt dizzy, their feet bumped, and their souls trembled, almost torn apart.

"The legend of hell is actually true!"

Legend has it that there is a hell in the imperial capital, where all those who make serious mistakes will be imprisoned to receive punishment.

There is no aura in hell. If you want to survive, you can only keep fighting with others. It is a truly cruel tomb.

I thought hell was just a legend, but I didn't expect there really was a hell in the imperial capital, and the entrance to that hell was actually the Immortal Arena.

That is to say.

Just now they actually staged a thrilling meeting on top of the grave.

The gates of hell are wide open.

All the prisoners who were imprisoned ran out.

In an instant, black shadows flew out of the sky and rushed towards the immortal cultivators in the imperial capital.

This group of black shadows are like devils, hungry for spiritual energy, trying to devour everyone and make themselves stronger.

Naturally, the immortal cultivator would not sit still and wait for death. The magic weapon in his hand trembled and he faced the enemy head-on. The two sides directly started a battle.

And right where the gate to hell is.

A skinny figure, carrying a huge scythe on his back, walked out of the gate of hell like an unparalleled devil.

The moment he appeared, the entire imperial capital was contaminated by that person's terrifying aura.

The man raised his neck, revealing a face that was not evil but rather handsome.

He was full of enjoyment, letting the sun shine on his face, and the beauty of breaking free actually looked so harmonious.

"It feels so good to come out."

The man's gentle voice was completely different from his ghost-like appearance at this moment.

"God of War, Baiqu!"

The old man Xian Dou looked at the man, his words full of vigilance.

When Bai Qu heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at the old man Xian Dou.

"Five thousand years have passed, and there are still people who know me, Bai Qu."

Bai Qu's voice sounded a bit self-deprecating.

"Bai Qu, back then the king punished you to go to hell for ten thousand years. Go back before the time is up."

The old man of Immortal Dou took action and used all his strength to activate the Immortal Dou Arena, causing the gate of hell to slowly close.

"Bang!"

Bai Qu raised his hand and blocked the door of hell from closing with his skinny arms.

No matter how Xian Dou Lao He moved the gate of hell, the gate of hell would not move at all.

impossible!

The eyes of old man Xian Dou were full of horror.

The Immortal Arena is an innate spiritual treasure. In front of Bai Qu in such a state, he was actually held back by one hand. The first ancient god of war at that time actually had such terrifying strength.

"The feeling of the human world is really good!"

Bai Qu raised his hand, and in the sky, dozens of golden elixir stage immortal cultivators exploded without warning.

Dozens of golden elixirs rotated and flew into Baiqu's mouth.

The extremely hard golden elixir was eaten like a jelly bean in Baiqu's mouth.

"Delicious, really delicious, much more delicious than the golden elixirs of those sinners in hell."

Bai Qu didn't look very evil, but the words he spoke were so frightening.

"Bai Qu, you were once the number one warrior of the human race and the number one god of war in ancient times. Why did you harm your fellow humans so much?"

The old man Xian Dou frantically moved the gate of hell, but he still couldn't shake Bai Qu at all.

"Hahaha……"

Bai Qu laughed, but did not answer. He raised his hand, and dozens of golden elixir masters were silently wiped out.

The golden elixir rotated and flew towards him.

Sudden!

A pink fairy sword flew towards Baiqu.

Seeing this, Bai Qu raised his hand to grab the falling sword.

"Clang!"

Baiqu's palm grasped the falling sword in his hand like an innate spiritual treasure.

"Falling sword!"

Bai Qu obviously knew Luo Jian and seemed quite impressed.

Look up.

Look at Ye Qingqing who is controlling the Fallen Immortal.

Those black eyes seemed to have some kind of magic power, wanting to see through Ye Qingqing.

"Crash..."

The falling sword in his hand turned into pink petals all over the sky, flying back to Ye Qingqing's side to protect his master.

Seeing this, Bai Qu smiled evilly.

"I never thought that I could see someone recognized by Luo Jian in this life."

There seemed to be a memory in Bai Qu's words that left a deep impression on him.

"Third brother!"

Above the void.

A voice came, calling Bai Qu to leave quickly.

Bai Qu looked at Ye Qingqing. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at a certain location.

The place was empty, no one at all.

Bai Qu was slightly confused, and then a black tower appeared in his palm.

"Boys, we're back."

All the evil ghosts in the sky have returned to the black tower.

Bai Qu turned back and glanced at the area just now, his expression still remained confused.

After one breath.

He received the gaze, controlled the black tower, and escaped from the imperial capital.

As Bai Qu left, the Demon King controlled the Demon Island and the Demon Sword to leave, and the three powerful men fighting in the sky also left.

The imperial capital returned to peace in an instant.

After a dozen breaths of peace.

"Damn it!"

Zheng Tuo couldn't help but curse.

This Bai Qu, can't he really be the first warrior of the human race in the ancient times, the first god of war in the ancient times.

He could actually sense his position through the bronze mirror, and twice.

It was obvious that Bai Qu intended to target him.

And.

What the hell is Bai Qu's body? He was not hurt at all when he was attacked by the falling sword head-on.

Even.

When he held the falling sword, he felt that Bai Qu could break the falling sword.

Monster.

It is worthy of being a monster that has been imprisoned in hell for five thousand years without dying.

As expected, Bai Qu finally left.

Suddenly!

From the gate of hell that had not yet closed, there were bursts of wailing sounds, as if the evil ghosts in hell were rushing out one by one like they had taken a powerful pill.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

Seven figures appeared, and the auras of the seven people were all at the infant level.

"Hahaha... our seven heroes of hell finally see the light of day, all of you will..."

Before the voice fell.

The person who spoke stopped abruptly.

Because facing them, in addition to the emperor, the old emperor, the emperor teacher, the emperor bell... there were also tens of millions of immortal cultivators.

The seven people were dumbfounded, obviously they did not expect this situation.

"Woo woo woo..."

Instantly, the wind was blowing.

There was another great fear at the gate of hell that was about to close.

It seemed that some old guys in hell were not dead yet and wanted to come out.

"Boom..."

The emperor bell was activated, suppressing the gate of hell, and causing the gate of hell to slowly close.

Suddenly!

A huge skeleton palm forcibly held the gate of hell, trying to escape.