The identity of the King of Hell

The red-haired old monster was the same as the spiritual practitioner with the frost saber. He had also been injured in the formation, but the severity of his injuries was unknown. If he had retained his combat strength, which was similar to or even stronger than the spiritual practitioner with the frost saber, they would be in trouble.

But today, it was impossible to kill the spiritual practitioner han Dao.

The spiritual practitioner han Dao and the Crimson old monster closed in on Lu Ming and the other two.

In the surroundings, everyone was watching with rapt attention. They were all extremely curious in their hearts. Would the three geniuses who were like the sun at midday die at the hands of two old monsters?

Buzzzzzz!

At this moment, a Golden Pagoda appeared on King Yama's body. The Golden Pagoda emitted a dazzling golden light that was even more dazzling than the sun.

The rays of golden light seemed to be extremely sharp sword Qi.