God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

The Styx River was born from the sky and the earth, and it is the two major rivers in the underworld alongside Wangchuan.

The Yellow Spring Blood Pond can also be supplemented with energy through killing. All the energy in this Nether Abyss comes from the river that was born from the sky and the earth. It is irreversible to use a little less here.

"Zheng-"

Suddenly, the immobile Nether Wheel suddenly made a light sound, resounding through Wang Feng's inner world.

Little Green, Pangu's attention also suddenly came to him, looking at the black-gray giant wheel, with a look of waiting.

After all, this thing is a high-level imperial weapon. At its peak, I am afraid that Wang Feng may not succeed in suppressing it with his own three emperors! Now that he wakes up, it will definitely be earth-shattering.

Chapter 1108 Nether Emperor, Remnant Soul

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The Nether Wheel began to vibrate, and gray-black rays of light continued to erupt.

"Have you started yet?"

The energy of the surrounding pool water has begun to become gradually transparent at this moment, and countless auras have been absorbed from it.

Just for the awakening of the Wheel of Netherworld, it is to

Although if it goes on like this, it will definitely be discovered by the people of the Nether Realm, but Wang Feng still does not move.

Click, click...

In his body, there was a sudden burst of crackling sound of joints.

The breath of the Nether Wheel suddenly ignited, and it seemed to rush into the sky, almost breaking his inner world!

Wang Feng's heart moved, and the three imperial weapons flew over immediately and joined forces to suppress this breath. If he really let him rush out, I am afraid that the entire Mingyuan Deep Tan would be turned upside down!

The water at the bottom of the pool was like a clear spring, no longer black, and all the power in it was absorbed by the Nether Wheel.

After absorbing all the spiritual power at the bottom of the pool, Wang Feng's consciousness slowly fell, shrouded in the wheel of the ghost, intending to control him.

If he could control the imperial weapon, the Wheel of Netherworld, his combat power would probably double again.

"Zheng-"

The Wheel of Netherworld erupted with a groan, and a stream of information poured into Wang Feng's mind.

"The Nether Emperor?"

Wang Feng quickly realized that it was actually the remaining consciousness of the Nether Emperor!

"This great master, after hundreds of millions of years, is there still consciousness left?"

But soon Wang Feng was relieved. Emperor Huangquan was suppressed for hundreds of millions of years and he was still able to return to heaven and earth. Naturally, Emperor Nether could too. The two of them were existences of the same level. Lord.

In his inner world, a small figure slowly walked out. It was a middle-aged face, with a firm expression and a tough outline.

This is obviously the consciousness of the Nether Emperor, and his body looks a little blurry, and it will dissipate a little with every step.

"The current host of the Wheel of Netherworld... is called Wang Feng, right?" He walked in front of the World Tree, looked at Xiao Lu and Pan Gu who were wary, and said.

Xiaolu was stunned for a moment. It seemed that the shadow of nothingness did not pose any threat. Before it could speak, Wang Feng's voice came from above: "Yes, this is my name."

"This Nether Wheel, now he has recognized you as the master, but it has been suppressed by Emperor Huangquan for thousands of years, and its energy is not enough."

The figure continued: "This is the reason why you can't use him now. If you want to reawaken him, this energy is not enough, you must continue to find other waters of the Styx, or simply go to the Styx. Can."

Wang Feng's heart twitched, this drop of water alone made Mingyu one of the three major regions based in the North Territory. You want me to find the water of Minghe, where can I find it!

He could feel that the energy of the outside world was about to be exhausted, and I am afraid that within a few dozen breaths, someone would discover the vision of the deep abyss.

After saying these words, the figure has become extremely bleak, and said: "Since the first generation of the Nether Wheel and the Yellow Spring Blood Wheel were controlled, these two controllers have formed a permanent hatred, and inscribed in the Netherworld. Therefore, the Lords of the Netherworld and the Lord of Yellow Springs of all dynasties must be mortal enemies, and there is no possibility of undoing them at all."

"Every Nether Lord has only one goal, and that is to suppress or kill the other party. Likewise, Emperor Huang Quan is the same. As for the reason for the hatred, I don't know. already."

The person who can suppress the strong immortal king must also be the strong immortal king, or even higher. When he thinks that he has inexplicably formed a hatred with an immortal king, Wang Feng is a little dumbfounded.

"Where is the land of the Styx?" He suddenly thought of this question and asked immediately.

Now that he is the owner of the Netherworld Wheel, if he doesn't even know where He Styx is, wouldn't that be a big joke in the world?

"In the southern region, at the southernmost edge of the Myriad Spirit World, that is where the Styx is."

The figure has dimmed, and he slowly said: "It's just that Ming He can't be seen all the time. Only after a certain period of time will he be attracted to the world of all spirits, and then it will appear. Only after truly controlling the abyss, You can go in and out at will, not even the current Emperor Huang Quan."

"When is the next time it will be opened? Also, can no one end this mutual hatred?" Wang Feng continued to ask,

"The time when the Styx opened is inconclusive. If it was at the peak of I, I might be able to calculate it, but now it's just a remnant of the soul, and it definitely won't work."

The figure smiled bitterly, and said: "As for ending this situation, I am afraid that one day there will be a person who can master both the Yellow Spring Blood Wheel and the Nether Wheel, then he will be the true 800 million li The Lord of the Styx. "

After saying these words, the faint figure finally vanished and ceased to exist.

Wang Feng came back to his senses and sighed softly.

I didn't expect that the two enemies who were the same hundreds of millions of years ago, the Lord of Netherworld suppressed Emperor Huangquan, and the result was that the Lord of Netherworld fell first. It is indeed a bit embarrassing to say it.

There are still countless questions in his mind that he wants to ask, but now that people have dissipated, naturally there is no way to exit.

So far, there is no such person as the Nether Emperor in the world.

Yes, only Wang Feng became the current owner of the Wheel of Netherworld.

"Let's think about how to deal with trouble first!"

After absorbing all the energy of the pool water here, the crack in the space beside him has disappeared. The different dimension also needs energy support, and when the energy is exhausted, it will naturally close.

And above his head, there is an extremely fierce breath that is slowly emerging.

Wang Feng finally opened his eyes. He knew that he could not avoid this battle. If he absorbed all the energy in other people's territory, he would inevitably cause trouble.

However, he is not afraid of trouble. He is now the owner of the Wheel of Netherworld, and it is only natural to absorb some water from the Stygian River.

With a flash of his figure, the Four Immortal Execution Swords appeared in his hand, and then the figure flew out directly.

"Absorb all my deep abyss, and now no matter who you are, even if you are the peak of the emperor, you will fall here!"

Just as he flew out of the deep pool of the Abyss, he heard a violent drink.

Whoa!

Under his feet, the entire deep abyss suddenly rioted, and countless spiritual energy emerged, turned into chains, and flew towards him.

Wang Feng snorted coldly, and the sword energy instantly appeared in his hand, slashing towards the chain.

The Four Swords of Zhuxian are imperial weapons, and the sword energy condensed is almost the sharpest existence in this world. Under the touch, those silver-white spiritual power chains are all cut off, without exception.

However, there are more chains, bursting from the void and flying towards him, seemingly endless.

"All Heavens Locking God Formation?"

Wang Feng kept rummaging through the memory fragments of the Blood Evil Emperor in his mind, and finally recognized this great formation.

This great formation was left behind by a powerful senior in the Nether Realm. That senior was a generation of Red Dust Immortals, and even if the formation was at the peak of the Great Emperor, it would be extremely difficult.

This formation has a history of beheading the eighth-order powerhouses of the Great Emperor, but fortunately Wang Feng has the Four Swords of Execution of Immortals. Although the chains are endless, it is not too difficult to deal with.

Sword Intent surged in his hand, and the Four Swords of Zhu Xian let out his hands and surrounded him, isolating all those chains from three hundred feet away.

At the same time, Wang Feng raised his head and said coldly to the thousand-mile void: "Is it the Lord of the Nether Realm? Why hide behind the great formation, let's show it!"

Outside the clouds, a wave came, and a middle-aged man in a purple robe appeared, followed by a very angry voice: "I absorb all the energy of my deep pool, how dare you be so mad! Who are you?"

"Wang Feng!"

Wang Feng spat out his name lightly, and at the same time grabbed the Pangu Heaven Opening Axe in his hand.

Because he saw that behind the Lord of the Nether Realm, there were more than ten figures emerging, and the lowest was the existence of the fifth-order Great Emperor.

Chapter 1109 The Lord of the Underworld, the Great War

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"Wang Feng? Wang Feng, who fought on a mountain of a billion miles and carried the Emperor Huangquan by himself without being destroyed?"

When the Lord of the Nether Realm heard the name, his tone was slightly shocked, but he quickly recovered: "No matter who it is, I must fall here today, otherwise how can I stand in this Northern Realm!"

Wang Feng's heart sank. Looking at the more than ten powerful emperors, he knew very well that today's battle would be extremely difficult.

But now Wang Feng has no way out, he can only face it!

When he flipped his wrist, Pangu's Heaven-opening Axe appeared in his hand, and he was angrily slashing down at the void.

Boom!

A sound like a dull thunder exploded directly, and Wang Feng directly tore a crack in the void thousands of miles away, swallowing a fifth-order emperor.

"I was able to leave the hands of Emperor Huangquan that day, and naturally I can also today. Who do you think you are and can stop me?"

He stands above this deep abyss, and every axe shadow splits out, there will be a space crack protruding i, if he is involved in the turbulent flow of time and space, even if it is a powerhouse of the red dust fairy level, it is very likely Can't come back.

The face of the Lord of the Nether Realm turned cold, and finally he couldn't hold back.

laugh!

In his hand, a flame of fire emerged. The flame was silver-white, with almost no temperature. It was extremely cold. It was similar to Yao Lao's Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

Just this kind of power, I am afraid that it is countless times stronger than the Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

The flames flew out and turned into a silver skeleton with high energy reaching the sky. It opened its huge mouth to Wang Feng and swallowed it in one bite.

Wang Feng snorted coldly, Pangu's Heaven-opening Axe was in front of him, and he slashed it down with a single axe. The power was so powerful that it would almost cut off all the rules of the Heavenly Dao!

Under the axe, the huge skeleton was directly chopped horizontally, turning into countless sparks and disappearing above the sky.

"Eighth-order emperor?"

Wang Feng also snorted, and under the confrontation with that move, he knew the strength of the opponent.

"Haha, knowing my strength, I didn't even dare to be slaughtered, but dared to resist!" Ming Tianmin sneered: "Then you should die obediently!"

The endless sea of ​​fire came over again, freezing the earth, and even the deep pools of the Abyss were all frozen.

At this time, the deep pool of Mingyuan was completely useless, but it was just a puddle of clear water. Under the silver-white cold fire, it directly became an ice pool.

Under that extreme cold, it seems that the soul will be frozen.

After the chain came into contact with the cold air, the power on it suddenly skyrocketed, even more powerful.

"You want me to die, I wonder if you have the capital?"

Above Wang Feng's head, the phantom of the Chaos Bell suddenly appeared, and the endless bell rang directly across the entire land.

The world shook!

The cold air retreated thousands of miles under the sound of the bell.

That weird cold fire is very sticky, even if it retreats thousands of miles, there is still some cold fire attached to the ground.

"This flame is so weird."

Wang Feng's pupils shrank, and there was a faint bad feeling.

A lot of Dao appeared around him, and then shattered, preventing the cold fire from getting close.

"This flame, called Hanquan Phosphorus Fire, was born with this deep abyss. You took time out of this deep abyss, but the flame is still there."

Ming Tianmin's voice came: "So it is quite appropriate to let you be burned to death by this cold spring phosphorus fire, to pay homage to this world."

The four swords of Zhuxian continued to emit sword energy, and they shot out one by one. Countless sword energy volleyed into the sky and shot out at Ming Tianmin.

"The sky burns extremely ice, burn!"

Boom!

The clouds on the sky were all covered with ice at once, like a sharp sword, it smashed directly at Wang Feng, annihilating the sword energy and disappearing.

"Although this flame is not an imperial weapon, but he was born in the sky and the earth, and was born in the Ming River. If it is used with all its strength, the power may not be under the emperor's weapon."

Wang Feng had already made a judgment on the flame, and his face suddenly became solemn.

This Nether Realm actually has such a fetish, which is really beyond his expectations.

Wang Feng remembered Xiao Yan's strange fire, but Xiao Yan was not around. If there was his strange fire, he would definitely be able to restrain this strange cold fire.

Pangu raised his axe to open the sky, let it go out, and smashed the huge ice cone that was volleying down, directly smashing the ice cone to pieces!